Friday, August 25, 2017

Just Call Him "Mark Twain"

Ya’ll last week this little gem came home in Eli’s backpack.   It’s still a little unclear as to what the writing prompt actually was, but I sure did get a good laugh.  Only a little boy could come up with this kind of story.  I just hope that I wasn’t the inspiration with my food consumption habits.  



In case you can’t see it: Wons upon a time their wus a fat guy named bob  he ate alot of donuts and weighed 10,000 pounds.  And he was eating a big big ginormes 500 pound cake.  When he ate all of it he so fat he explodtid and all of the food flyed everywhere and at peppel ran/  He was back to life aet sum mmor.  He exploted ougin.  He went to the hospital hospitel to put it back to gather and he was fine but he went to this con test and he said let me do it please please and he got in the contest and won and ofter words he exploded the ind.

Translation: Once upon a time there was a fat guy named Bob.  He ate a lot of donuts and weighed 10,000 pounds, and he was eating a big, big, ginormous 500 pound cake.  When he ate all of it, he got so fat he exploded.  All of the food flew everywhere and people ran.  He was back to life and ate some more.  He exploded again.  He went to the hospital to put it back together, and he was fine.  But he went to this contest and he said, “Let me do it. Please, please.”  And he got in the contest and won, and after words, he exploded.  The End.

And for the record, if I ever eat so much that I explode, please do not put the fat back in.  Haha!

Now, should I be proud of his use of adjectives and descriptive language or should I be concerned that he might have serial killer tendencies…Bless it!  And for the record, he gets his spelling abilities from me, which is why I translated it so easily! 


Just kidding…he spells way better than I do.

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Happy Birthday, Blondie



My Sweet Boy,

Today you turn eight years old and I find myself once again wondering how we made it to this point- this day on the calendar that forever changed me.  Every year, I marvel at the Lord’s graciousness in fulfilling a dream I never knew I had. You see, I wasn’t certain I wanted to be a mother, and I definitely didn’t know anything about raising a little boy. But the Lord knows the desires of our hearts, even when we don’t yet realize them ourselves.  And in His infinite wisdom, He so kindly entrusted you to me, fulfilling the longing I never knew lied within my heart. 

You are the dream that was realized the day I saw two pink lines on that pregnancy test.  You are the dream I realized the day the doctor pointed to something on the screen and said, “It’s a boy!”  You are the dream that came true the day they wheeled me out of surgery and placed a little miracle bundle of joy into my arms. You, sweet boy, are my dream come true and a testament to the Lord’s goodness to us.



You are the one who made me a Momma and forever changed me, and that is a special, special thing.

We’ve grown up together, you and me.  I was so very young when you were born, barely out of college, so while you’ve been busy reaching the milestones of infancy, toddlerhood and now boyhood the Lord has been growing me in my role as a mother.  And sometimes growth is painful.  Just as our bodies ache as they stretch to new heights, so do our spirits as the Lord matures our faith and character.  Never before has that been more true than this past year as we've both continued to grow on so many levels. That's a hard thing for a Momma's heart to process.  I've worried about you so many times, but in all of His faithfulness, the Lord has reminded me of something I had long forgotten...



When you were a toddler and preschool-aged little blonde cutie, you still didn’t sleep through the night.  And when you would call to me, I would come to you and lie in the quiet next to you as you found rest in my arms. Out of sheer exhaustion and desperation, I would cry right along with you.  In the stillness of those nights, I would pray over you uttering these words as the Lord’s presence filled the room, “Father, make him a man after your own heart.  Give him a backbone of steel and a tender merciful heart. Use Him for your kingdom.”

Night after night I would pray those words over your life, and I am seeing the Lord’s faithfulness in fulfilling them. You are becoming a young man, and I am so proud of who you are.  You’ve got the backbone of steel part down pat – let me tell you.  You are strong-willed and determined, and if I am being honest, it drives me nuts!  But, that thing that’s hard now…it’s what the Lord is going to use for His glory.  

He needs men of character and strength.  

He needs men of integrity.

He needs men who will fight for freedom and stand up for the Truth.

He needs men who will honor purity and defend those who cannot standup for themselves.

He needs men with determined spirits because standing up for Christ in this world is not for the faint of heart.  

He needs young men like you who are bold and fierce and ready for war.

He also needs men who have tender, merciful hearts.

Be the brave, bold warrior God has called you to be, but don’t lose your gentleness in the battle.  



While I’m giving advice, be merciful when others hurt you by extending grace and forgiveness.  Show generosity every chance you can because you never know when you’re going to need a helping hand.  Love unconditionally. Take time to relish in the mundane and find joy tucked into every season of life because it's always there...we just have to look for it a little harder sometimes.

“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain.”


The greatest joy of my life has been watching you take your faith and make it personal.  You love the Lord.  I see it in so many ways. You ask me to read you the Bible, to pray with you and for you, to take you to church. I’ve even listened outside your door on many occasions as you have prayed out loud to Jesus, talking with him about your fears and asking him to be with you. 

Whatever you do in this life, NEVER stop going to the Lord in prayer.  This world will fail you. Not everything will happen the way it should. Sometimes the people you love the most will leave you with the deepest wounds.  But you remember your Momma’s prayer and keep marching forward with the Lord’s truth rooted deep inside your heart.  You are a man of character and strength with a backbone of steel who will become a mighty warrior for Christ.  And you are my dream come true.


I love you, Eli!


Friday, August 4, 2017

How To Communicate In Marriage




I majored in Broadcast Communication and Eric minored in it, so as professional communicators, we would love to take a moment to share our advice with you about how to effectively communicate in marriage.  I’m joking…we’re a mess. So instead of advice, how about two stories that will make you feel better about your life?

Before I begin, you need to know that I am a very LITERAL thinker.  For example, Eric (the weather man) once asked me when I thought winter started.  Thinking it was a trick question, I said, “When it gets really cold outside.” 

He meant the calendar date.  Ya’ll, I’m just saying that he should have worded the question differently, but that was almost ten years ago, so I’m trying to let it go. 

The point is, I think in literal terms, so please keep this in mind.

Wednesday night we were in bed and almost asleep when out of nowhere this conversation went down:

Eric: (in a sleepy monotone voice): Do your parents still have that island they were going to give you?

Me: What?

Eric: Your parents, are they still planning on giving you that island?

Me: I have no idea what you’re talking about.

Eric: The island, are they still planning on giving it to you?

Me: (confused but thinking he was sleep talking) Are you high?

Eric: Morgan, the kitchen island that’s in their garage!

Oops…I was wondering where in the world he got the idea that my parents were giving us a tropical island.  I laughed hysterically for a good three minutes.  How is it possible to be so confused?

Let me answer that…kids+exhaustion=delirium

Then there was the issue while watching Jeopardy this evening.  You see, Eric is a whiz.  I mean he seriously knows the most random things and it drives me bonkers because I can’t remember what I ate for breakfast. This knowledge makes him an excellent Jeopardy fan.  Meanwhile, I roll my eyes and make fun of the contestants and their lack of Pop Culture knowledge.  Ya’ll ,they know who the emperor of Rome was in 1203 B.C. or some other ancient year, but they can’t tell you who sings  “Ice, Ice Baby.” 

Anyway, Jeopardy was on tonight and I was listening to it from the kitchen while I cleaned up from dinner.  I was pretty surprised and super excited to know so many answers, so I enthusiastically yelled into the family that I was acing the contest tonight. To this Eric hollers back, “That’s cause it’s Kids Night.”

Way to shatter my dreams, babe.

I think a more appropriate answer would have been, “Way to go beautiful wife.  You’re a modern-day genius and you cooked a really great burger tonight too.”  Hahaha!!

See we are communicators.  Haha!


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Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Story Time With Eli




Last night after a particularly difficult evening of shopping with two exhausted and grumpy children, I was sitting on the couch trying to decompress a bit when Eli walked into the family room carrying an economy size box of tampons...cause I'm all about economic responsibility and good stewardship.

Before I could question his intentions, he looked and me and "Mom, this is one of those things that you packed in my backpack today."

It took me all of two seconds to remember that over the weekend I had slipped a lovely, little feminine product into Eli's shoe so that I could easily carry it to the car because my hands were full at the time, and I certainly didn't want to drop that little ditty in the parking lot.

The problem was that Eli didn't wear the shoes, and I forgot all about the hygiene product being in there. When Monday morning rolled around, I dressed Eli for camp in swimming trucks and flip-flops and packed a change of clothes along with those tennis shoes for him to change into...oops!

I felt terrible and asked him if he was embarrassed. Worry not...he was not phased a bit.  In fact, he said, "No.  Austin said it was probably one of those things girls use on their boobs or something."

At least they had the right gender...right? Haha!  I guess maybe we should revisit the birds and bees conversation.  Poor kid!

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

The Watson Pizza Scandal of 2017

Do you ever have those moments in marriage that you know you’re still going to be talking about in 20 years?  You know what I mean - those little “tiffs” that are so absurd you wonder why you’re even “arguing” about whatever it is in the first place, but you can’t seem to let it go?   If you don’t know what I’m talking about, you are either not married or you’re still a newlywed.  For everyone else, let’s talk about what Eric and I are dubbing as the “Watson Pizza Scandal of 2017.”

It all started on Saturday night when we decided to chill out at home and make some homemade pizza after a day of swimming.  We had five personal pizzas.  Eli’s was cheese, Ellie and I had supreme, and Eric made his a supreme minus onions because he HATES onions.  He also made an extra pizza to keep for lunch on Sunday…such a smart move!

So we were sitting there enjoying our delicious meal and quite proud of ourselves because cooking has become a rarity these days.  About that time, Eric walked into the kitchen to discover that I had “stolen” his extra pizza.  That’s right – I had somehow grabbed the supreme-no onion pizza and devoured the entire thing without ever realizing my error. And it was quite good, I must say.

So here’s the scandal  - was it an innocent mistake or did I intentionally eat his pizza and save mine for lunch on Sunday knowing that he wouldn’t touch it with the onions on it? 

I think you know which side of the “argument” we each align ourselves with.  

With our two opinions formed, the debate began. The thing is that the whole situation struck me as funny and I started laughing uncontrollably.  That was probably not the best response from someone whose flightiness creates regular stress – for example the time I forgot we had tickets to a concert for a date night and had to ask his parents to drive three hours to watch the kids…the day of the event.  Or the time I drove off with my wallet on the roof of my car and had all my credit cards stolen, or the time I was sitting at the ballpark waiting on Eric and Eli to arrive, when I was supposed to have stopped by house to get them.  Those kinds of things happen weekly in the Watson home, and Eric is such a patient man to put up with this kind of thing—but don’t mess with our food or we’ll take it to a whole new level of crazy!

So, the pizza was gone –devoured- because it was good, I’m laughing hysterically at the situation, and my poor hubby’s hard work was sitting at the bottom of my stomach.  Good times, ya’ll…sorta.

All is well that ends well and about three minutes later we were laughing at the audacity of it, but I have a hunch that it will be a point of contention in the future.  On our 50th Anniversary, we will probably still be talking about the “Watson Pizza Scandal of 2017” and whether or not I intentionally ate the extra pizza.

For the record, I did no such thing!  And to make amends, I sent Eric this text from work today of me eating the pizza. 






Bless his patient little heart.  He’s such a good sport!






Monday, July 17, 2017

Weekend Recap

This was our first weekend home in about month, and it was a much needed weekend of relaxing and togetherness...but don't confuse the two.  I can assure you that sometimes our togetherness is anything but relaxing. 



Anyway, Friday night we let the kids swim and then we put them to bed so that we could watch a movie and pretend that we were on a date.  It sounds so lame, but we look forward to it every week. It's the small things in life, y'all!




I promised the kids a swimming day on Saturday, and I delivered.  After a quick run to pickup my groceries, we ate a late breakfast and spent the day in the pool.  Ellie taught herself how to swim, which was super exciting!  She had taken off her swimmies and was trying to paddle around, but she couldn't get her body to balance.  We suggested that Eli show her how to swim under water, and she was gone!



After a day in the water and playing super heroes, we had homemade pizza for dinner and now have a family scandal on our hands.  More of that tomorrow. Ha!  We rounded out the evening with a trip to homemade depot and a stop for dessert!


After church on Sunday, we dropped the kids off with my parents for the week.  I am going to TRY to get caught up on laundry and cleaning and a few other things that need some TLC. 

Sunday, July 16, 2017

Playing Catchup



Hi, ya’ll!  It has been a way too long since I have popped in with a little update on this blog, and I have to confess the reason why.  I’ve really struggled with what my little corner of the internet should look like. Should it be surface-level and filled with fun highlights or should it be a journal echoing the thoughts of my heart?  I couldn’t really make it fit into either box, but the truth is that I miss blogging so much.

I miss documenting the little moments of our lives.  I have never once regretted all the writing I did in those early years of parenting, and I want to continue keeping track of the memories both large and small. 

I guess moving forward this blog will be a mixture of both the mundane and the exciting.  It will be both topical and personal.  It will be a hodgepodge of life as it comes and whatever I feel like sharing at the moment.  It might be consistent or it might be sporadic.  I have no idea.  I just know that I want to preserve these precious memories of motherhood. 

So, let’s do a quick catch-me-up.  I will update this list with links later, but until then, here is 2017 in a nutshell:

January
            -WKU Game
            -Basketball

February – The month of sickness
            -Princess Tea Party
March
            -March Madness
            -Flipping Your Fins
            - Family Fun Day: Beauty and the Beast
            - The Little Mermaid
            -The Clown Cone Take Two
April
-Birthday Weekend
-More Family Fun
-Spring Hike
-Easter Egg Hunt
- Date Day With Mommy
-Easter 2017
- A Right of Passage
-Muffins with Mom 2017
-Disney On Ice
- Spring Family Fun

May
            -Camping Getaway
            -Preschool Graduation
            -Mothers Day Weekend
-Back to the Hospital
-Wedding Weekend
-Second Grade Awards


June
            -Game Face
            -Beech Bend
            -Fun with the Adkins Family
            -Ellie The Diva
            - Stand For Kids Day
            - The Mets
            -Family Vacation 2017

I can’t wait to share all of these precious memories in the weeks ahead.  I’ll post the in order on the blog but will try to share the links on social media for anyone who wants to read.