Christmas 2011

Here’s a plethora of pics from Christmas. Because I’m so behind and these pics are pretty self-explanatory, don’t expect a lot of captions (which you probably appreciate).

*Update: I just told you a lie. I can’t possibly post pics with NO captions. Silly me 🙂

Making Christmas cookies with Grandma
 Church friends with matching outfits! 
Christmas Eve at the Milstead’s
All bundled up in her new winter jacket…I’m sure she’ll get a lot of use of it in the 60-70 degree weather we’re having around here. 

I’m the one that looks like an idiot because I’m NOT making a face. No one told me, but I should have known that with these three it wasn’t going to be a serious picture. 

Wearing her new light up pink cowgirl boots. She LOVES them! 

 A beautiful Christmas morning picture

Driving her new car! 

Cooking in her new kitchen…using LipSmacker chapstick spices 🙂 

Dressed for church to celebrate the birth of Jesus! We went to Christ City Church. Instead of communion crackers, we had petit fours and sang Happy Birthday to Jesus. 

The mound of presents at Granny Rosie’s house. Not all for Lily! They were distributed among 12 people. 

But all of these are Lily’s. She’s the first grandchild/great grandchild so what do you expect?

Showing Choo Choo her new MagnaDoodle

Playing Uncle Ben’s new Fender guitar
That’s our Christmas 2011 in a nutshell of pictures. I said I would see you again this weekend, didn’t I? Honestly, I didn’t think I would ever get around to this so I’m glad it’s complete. Upcoming posts: Lily’s birthday party, another post about our move, and our new church! 
Until then…have a fabulous week! 

Answered Prayers and Potty Advice

For those of you that have been praying for Lily to adjust to being at daycare (by the way, I HATE that word), our prayers have been answered. Y’all just don’t even know how awful the past 2 weeks have been for me. Lily starts crying 30 minutes before we even leave the house, cries the whole way there, and cries 90% of her time at school. No joke. And I can hear it all from 2 doors down. It’s just absolutely horrible, enough to make me want to quit working and eat dirt and never leave the house so I don’t have to spend money on gas or groceries.

You think I’m kidding.

I am so thankful that maybe, just maybe, I won’t have to go to that extreme because maybe, just maybe, Lily is warming up to that word that I hate.

She didn’t have a wonderful day, but she did have a better day. Meaning, she only cried 85% of the day. Ok, I’m kidding this time. She cried when I dropped her off, but seemed to do well after she got over that. My dad was even up at the church today and went by the playground to see her and she wanted to play instead of see him. Sorry for any hurt feelings Dad, but I’m really glad that she, just this once, didn’t want to see you!

On another note, I’m still way behind on updating from Christmas/Lily’s birthday. Maybe I’ll have a post for Christmas in July? Ha! Hopefully I’ll get around to it before then! Maybe this weekend?

I’ll leave you with two funny “Lily-isms” from this week.
1.  Brent and I were reading Lily’s Bible story before bedtime last night. She was not into the story. Instead she was into repeating some potty advice over and over again, “Don’t poop in the bed. Only poop on the potty.” And the way her lips form to make the “o” in only is just priceless. She has never pooped in the bed so I’m not sure where that came from. And she’s only pooped in the potty twice, so she needs to take her own advice.

2.  Lily had an attitude tonight at dinner time. She only had a 30 minute nap today (remember, her day was better…not wonderful) so she was a little cranky. I picked her up to try to redirect her attention and before I could say anything she said, “Lily is ugly. Lily is ugly to Jesus.” I don’t know where that came from, but I’m thankful that she is beginning to understand that Jesus is the One we hurt when we sin.

Y’all, I love Lily so much I can’t stand it!

Have a good night. Maybe I’ll see you this weekend when I attempt to catch up on this blog! 🙂

Super Exciting News

Brent got an email this morning from a guy interested in renting our house. He is from out of town and today is his last day to be in town. Brent called him and explained that he was in Bham and didn’t mind driving up to show him the house (because our friend that has been showing our house is on his way to the Philippines on a mission trip) but he wanted to be sure the guy was a serious candidate before he spent four hours in the car today. The trip was well worth it because….


God is so good! He works everything out perfectly according to His plan. We have been praying for a responsible person to rent our house and the Lord provided the perfect match. Our renter is in the same situation we are. He has been transferred to Huntsville, but can’t afford to sell his house. His house recently rented and now he needs a place to rent for himself. He has great and dependable employment and the fact that he is a landlord himself gives us the peace that he will take care of our house.

Umm, can you say EXCITED!!!??? What a relief!

Our Move Part 2

It’s been one month and one day since we moved back home, so I guess it’s time I give another update to our crazy situation. Since I last wrote about our move (read it here) this is what has happened:

We had a wonderful going away party by the youth at our church on Dec. 11 (that I still haven’t posted pics of yet…sorry!). The day after we packed up some clothes as if we were going to spend the week away. We stayed at my parents house as Brent began the job search. At this point, we didn’t know if we had officially moved or not. You’re probably thinking, “Was it really that hard to figure out?” Yes, it was. We weren’t sure what the Lord was doing, our house wasn’t rented, and all three of us were crammed into my brother’s room at my parents house. We were confused and crazy, but taking things one day at a time.We had plans to meet with the management company on Friday of that same week to go ahead with the rental process. Prior to the meeting, though, Brent, with the counsel of his grandfather who has a rental property, decided he wanted to try to rent the house ourselves first before we payed a management company to do so. We cancelled the meeting, but still went back to our house to take pictures and load up the rest of our winter clothes.

We returned that same day to my parents house and squeezed more of our stuff into my brother’s room. It’s not a small room, but when you add a pack n play and winter clothes for three people, you feel like you are living in a closet. And, oh, was my OCD-everything-needs-a-place self having a fit! At this point, it was a little more clear that we had moved. We listed our house in three different places and immediately received phone calls and emails. We were very encouraged that even though the management company told us it was a slow season for renting there was still some immediate interest in our home.

So, back to the job search. Brent scheduled an interview at a bank less than 10 days after he began searching. WOW! However, we weren’t too excited about it because the salary was less than what we needed if I was going to stay at home with Lily. He went anyway because it was an interview, and well, interviews lead to jobs, and jobs lead to being able to put food on the table. He was offered the job a few days later and, again, we weren’t too excited, but he accepted the job. The job didn’t start until Jan 11th (and this was the week before Christmas) so he would just continue to look for something else.

In the meantime, Christmas, Lily’s birthday, and New Year’s came and went. In the midst of all this, Brent and I began to have a peace about this job he accepted, knowing I would have to work again. This may be a stretch, but I don’t believe things are just a coincidence…between Brent accepting the job and starting the job, we heard two different pastors (David Nasser and Louie Giglio) use the banking profession as examples in their sermons. I have no clue anymore what the examples were and how in the world they related to the sermon, but it doesn’t matter. It was as if God was speaking directly to us, assuring us that this was the job He wanted Brent to have.

Are you sure God? Because that means I have to work. Don’t you remember what you called me to do this exact time last year??? To stay at home and raise Lily.

I am so thankful for the Holy Spirit’s quick work in my heart. It took me me less than 24 hours to give up my stubborn will and agree to find a job. I still believe God has called me to stay at home and raise Lily and our future children. I feel almost certain that He wants me to homeschool. I rest in the hope that working again is temporary and that He has purposes for me while I work. Again, I am so thankful to know Him and know that when He commands us to do something that we don’t quite understand or necessarily want to do, He at least gives us the assurance and peace that there is an underlying purpose to what He asks of us.

I actually started my new job before Brent did, which is just plain weird. The church we grew up in has a daycare and the job just fell into place perfectly. A teacher and a child Lily’s age left in December, leaving a need for a teacher and a space to be filled by a two year old child. Funny isn’t it how He just works it all out?As Lily calls it, we both go to “big school” everyday. Brent has also started the training for his job and will begin the actual job on Feb 6th.

We have been living with my sweet Granny Rosie for a week now. She has graciously opened her home and let us take over every room in her house. We are very grateful for my parents who let us crash at their house for 4 weeks and now we are very thankful to Granny Rosie who has let us move in with her until our house rents.

Please pray for Lily as she has had to learn to adjust to so many new things in the past month. Brent and I feel right at home because we are at home. On the other hand, we took Lily away from the only home she’s ever known and she is very aware of it. She is having a difficult time adjusting to daycare, though she has fantastic teachers, and it absolutely breaks my heart that I have to do this to her. Pray that I will remember that it’s temporary and trust that there is something the Lord wants to do in and through this situation, even if I never know what it is.

Sorry for the long and detailed post everyone, but be prepared for more this weekend! I’m WAY behind!

Where’s the Velveeta? And why I miss Kroger…

I think it’s common for people to dislike change in their lives. I look forward to change, which is why I have enjoyed our move so much because things are unpredictable.

However, there is one area of my life that I wish could stay the same. Grocery shopping. I just spent too much time and too much money in a grocery store that I’ve never liked and knew I shouldn’t have shopped there the moment I pulled into the parking lot. 
I haven’t grocery shopped/cooked in almost a month. I miss it. I’m a dork and I really love planning and preparing meals for my family. So I was pumped about finally getting to do it again. I am the opposite of an extreme couponer. I collect coupons, organize them, and pretend to know what I am doing with them. I don’t save as much as I would like to, but my sub par strategy does save me some money. Needless to say, we’ve been all over the place since Dec. 12th so I have really neglected couponing. I had none to use today when I headed to the store, so I should have known the frustration would come when I spent more than I am comfortable with. The reason it frustrates me is I know if I had bought the same items even without coupons at my favorite store, I would have spent much less. 
Can I just say, I MISS KROGER!!! Why are there no Kroger supermarkets here??? At least I have Publix…
To add to my reasons to never shop at this particular store again, I couldn’t find the Velveeta and the bag lady had an awkward conversation with me about Lily.
BL: “She’s cute. Are you going to have anymore kids?”
Me: “Yes, but I’m not sure when.”
BL: “So she’s your oldest.”
Me: “No, she’s the only child.”
BL: “So, she’s your oldest.” 
Me: “I guess so.” 
And what I wanted to say was, “If you want to look at it that way, she’s also my youngest. But, you can’t be the oldest or youngest to no one.” 
Here’s to a better shopping experience next time and getting the coupons out of Sunday’s newspaper! 
Thanks for pretending just for a moment that what I have to say is important. I promise my next post will have much more significance and I’ll be in a better mood. 

How Great is Our God

I feel like Christmas was decades ago. I’m so scatter-brained right now as far as blogging goes that I’m completely overwhelmed and can’t begin to write the details of all that has happened since Christmas. Nothing life changing or anything…don’t think I’m about to tell you some big news because I’m not, especially in this post. After Christmas we celebrated Lily’s 2nd birthday, then traveled back to Huntsville to get some packing done and spend NYE with friends, I went to ATL for Passion 2012, and now we are sitting quietly at my grandmother’s house for our first night in our more permanent temporary living situation (if that makes any sense to you). Hopefully sometime within the next week or so I’ll update you on a few things: Christmas, Lily’s bday party, Passion, and the job hunt (which I will tell you is OVER!). The details will have to wait. Until then, here is a clip from one of the most amazing moments at Passion. I cried huge tears in awe of how great our God truly is. Absolutely loved hearing this song sung in different languages and wanted to bring every single one of the precious Ugandan children home with me. It just gives me chills to watch it again! It’s long but worth every.single.second. And after this was sung, #HowGreatIsOurGod was the #1 worldwide trend on Twitter!!!