This post is not about him. Sorry to disappoint any excitement you had about Mr. Rogers.
My parents, Ben, and Granny Rosie came up yesterday for an early dinner. We ate at Macaroni Grill then came back to our house. Lily, of course, asked to go on a walk as soon as we pulled in the driveway. And my dad, of course, had to grab his camera.
Here’s the whole thing. Every mother should read it.
Okay, a lot of things are better than Manchu Wok. But the whole time I was cooking this meal I was thinking of Manchu Wok because of the smell.
If mall food court Chinese doesn’t sound good to you, then keep reading.
I made Sweet and Sour Chicken tonight. Delicious!
I was a little concerned with the amount of vinegar in the recipe, but the sauce was perfect as was the chicken. This meal is not an easy one to make with a toddler around, simply because you have to dip the chicken in egg and corn starch then fry it before you bake it. It’s just messy and you have to keep an eye on it. But it worked out well for me; my shoes were babysitting Lily while I was frying chicken.
It’s rare that I make a new recipe unless it also comes with a picture. So, to encourage you to make this fabulous meal, here are some pictures.
I do complain. I do. I’m one of the worst.
Do all things without grumbling or questioning.
I don’t always follow that command. But I do when it comes to Lily. You won’t hear me complaining about Lily. Slap me in the face if you ever do. Seriously.
She is a gift. For a reason that has nothing to do with anything I have done, the Lord decided to give her to Brent and me. Did He have to? Absolutely not. He chose to.
The Lord fearfully and wonderfully made Lily. She is a precious gift. May the gratitude never wear away. I don’t complain because I have no reason to. The job is tough, yes. But never tough enough to be worthy of my complaints.
I think the same thing can be said for marriage. You won’t hear me tearing down Brent or complaining about him. Again, slap me if I ever do. I want to protect his reputation. I want others to think highly of him as I do. Like Lily, he is a gift from God. To complain even in the slightest thing is to show God that I don’t appreciate His gift.
I want my life and my attitude to show my grateful heart for His blessings. I will have reason to complain when I have nothing left to be thankful for. Regardless of how difficult, stressful, weary, painful this life may be, I will always have at least one thing to be thankful for–I was once far off and have been brought near.
Today was definitely a bad case of the Mondays. I have to remember that a rough day with my loved ones is far greater than my best day without them. I choose to not complain about my rough days.
Let no corrupting talk come out of your mouths, but only such as is good for building up, as fits the occasion, that it may give grace to those who hear.
The man that raised my husband, my father-in-law. He is a hard worker, loves his family, and fears the Lord. He is a fun-loving grandfather and Lily absolutely loves being with him. I knew him before Brent and I became an item and I honestly used to be jealous of the girl that would one day be Brent’s wife and Mike’s daughter-in-law (because in middle school I had a HUGE crush on Brent). He is such a family man and I’ve always liked that about him. Thankfully, Psalm 37:4 is true and I don’t have to be jealous of that girl because it’s me 🙂
Pop…my mom’s dad. He is a hard-working selfless man. His lays down his life for his family. He finds joy in providing for and taking care of others. He loves the Lord and has a servant’s heart. I am so thankful that Lily has had the blessing of knowing him. She adores him.
Pop Pop…my dad’s dad. He went to meet Jesus on April 18, 2007, a little over a month before my wedding day. Lily is named after his mother, Lillian. What a great man he was! Like all the other men I’ve mentioned, he was also a hard worker. He was an inventor and loved to fish. He LOVED my grandmother. He called me “shug” and I can still hear him kissing me on the cheek saying, “Love you shug.” He had a great sense of humor. I know without a doubt that he would have fallen head over heels for Lily the moment he met her. And likewise with Lily. I miss him greatly, but I am so thankful for the investment he made in my life and the memories I have of him. I will see him again and I look forward to that day!
The Lord has blessed me with wonderful fathers in my life. I know that I don’t deserve the Lord’s goodness to me, but I am humbled and thankful that He placed men in my life that seek the Lord and follow His ways. Happy Father’s Day!!!
So that Daddy and I don’t forget, here are some recent highlights:
The biggest milestone lately is that you are finally walking! You began walking on April 25. You were standing up while holding onto a big ball. The ball fell out of your hands and there you were standing without holding on to anything! I thought for sure you would just sit down, but you didn’t. You took your first step! On April 27th (the day of the horrible and very scary tornadoes that ripped through our community and state) walking became your main form of mobility. I guess since you spent so much time in the hallway that day you realized there was nothing better to do than practice your walking.
You use your walker like it’s a stroller and put your stuffed animals in it and walk them around the house. And of course, you tell them to “sit” just like Mommy and Daddy tell you!
You have a thing for shoes. Every time our closet is open, you go through all of Mommy and Daddy’s shoes. You are great at picking out matching pairs, handing them to us, and insisting that we put the “shoosh” on! You also like to try to put your own shoes on, but you haven’t mastered that yet.
You are such a little helper, especially in the morning when Daddy is getting ready for work. You like to walk around the house and hand him things like shoes, pants, his phone, paper, etc.
You recently discovered how to walk backward and you think it’s fantastic!
You love bags…any kind. You are really into carrying bags around the house and packing things in them. I see many purses in your future!
I think my favorite new thing you are doing is nodding your head yes. You won’t say the word, but my goodness do you have the whole nodding thing down! You move your head all the way up, all the way down, your eyes stay focused, and your eyebrows go up and down. It’s a very deliberate nod. And what’s so funny is we can ask you question after question and you either say no or nod yes, but never vice versa.
You love reading your Bibuh 🙂 So much that we need to buy you a new Bible soon because many of the pages are ripped or torn out.
I’m hoping you will be musically inclined. You love the guitar and can point one out anytime you see one. You are just mesmerized by guitars! You also love to sing “Itsy Bitsy Spider” with motions and “Wheels on the Bus” with all the beep beeps, wah wahs, and swish swish swishes. You also love Bingo and you try so hard to spell the word.
You are getting some more teeth on the bottom…two on either side of your front two teeth and one, maybe two, in the back! Yea! You can start really chewing once those come in!
You are great at intentionally making messes and saying “messshh” while looking at Mommy and Daddy to see what we are going to do about it. Unless you are making a mess that will be impossible to clean up, we just let you make the mess because we know when it’s all said and done you will ask for a wipe to help us clean it up.
You are a great walker and are getting closer to running every day! I absolutely love to watch you walk around. You get that right arm just a swingin’ and your little legs going as fast as they can…too cute! One of your favorite games to play is hide and seek. You close the door to the hallway, say “bye bye”, and quickly walk to your room and sit on your chair while we come to find you.
Another game we play is “night night”. Mommy or Daddy pretends to be asleep, snoring and such, and you not so gently pat us on the back to wake us up.
You are in size 4 diapers and in 12-18 month clothing.
You’ve kinda sorta began using a spoon/fork on your own. You haven’t figured out how to hold it correctly and you sure do make a mess, but at least you are trying!
You ask to get the mail every day when Daddy gets home. It’s routine now…Daddy gets home and the two of you walk to the mailbox.
You say “shoowee” when we change your diaper.
You say “hot” and blow on your food before you eat it.