The Lewis family is losing it today. I'm blaming the humidity and 85 degree November day for this one. It doesn't explain the epic tantrums that have become our daily norm, BUT today...it's totally the weather.
And I feel lost and deflated when we lose it as a family. Whether at each other or with each other or alone, I just don't know what to do.
The boy just melted today. And I had no power to change the furrowed brow or the crocodile tears or the mixture of snot that they created. I tried grabbing and holding on for dear life....and that didn't work. It just made him angrier. I tried joking....and that didn't work.
As i walked to my room to pick up the laundry basket, I prayed that I wouldn't lose him. It's too soon to have these struggles. So, I made him help me with laundry. I threw towels at him. Then socks. Then the same socks. Then the same socks. Then the same socks. And FINaLLy he cracked. And smiled. And we played catch with socks for a few minutes. And he hugged me and was passed whatever the heck it was that shut him down for an hour this afternoon.
And my new mantra, "Do you need help or do you need a spanking?" Directed at my mini-me...doesn't work. And I don't mean to brag, but as I was typing this she ripped the shower curtain and bent the curtain rod because she's mad that I had the audacity to make her shower..
Take heart beautiful mothers and sisters and friends... There will be joy again...
Joyfully full of it...seriously, full of it today!
Tiff
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Sunday, November 17, 2013
Thursday, October 17, 2013
Croquet on Columbus Day
Nothing says "Columbus Day" like a little bit of croquet with Grana.
Hand on hip....
It's the most patient looking stance she has.
Excellent form?
It's the most patient looking stance she has.
Excellent form.
Happy Thursday after Columbus Day.
Joyfully,
Tiff
Friday, October 11, 2013
Two years..but I'm not counting
Tomorrow is October 12. This date will forever represent the day that it all changed. And if I said "good change" you would either think I was callous or normal.... Depending on if you have "that" date in your family or not. My daughter doesn't recognize the man in the picture....that's a tough thing to face. His face will forever make me smile.
This is a picture of my dad in 2008. Before my family started remembering dates that change our lives. And October 12, 2011 he went to heaven. I like to say his impatience and curiosity finally caught up with him and he won the ultimate race.
You can read more about it here...
http://www.mykidsmakemesmile.blogspot.com/2009/02/recoverybasketballtvtrains-see-last.html
(I don't know how to do fancy links on this app..sorry)
We were and are again, that nauseating beaver cleaver family that really loves each other. We had a hard couple of years but God has been so faithful and has held on to my family so tightly. Our first date was January 31, 2009. I won't rehash the details. I've blogged about it. So did my sister (www.heleekalesmom.blogspot.com). We've blogged and talked and cried and paid a lot of money to a shrink and we've survived.
And if my dad's death accomplished anything, it was bring us all back to the Savior's feet. Humble. Mourning. Angry. And in need of a little help.
In the beginning, I didn't think I would ever stop counting the days. Then keeping up with the weeks. Or months. But we finally made it to counting the years. I call this healing. We miss him. We will see him again.
My family was so supported by friends and family right after daddy left us. We received so many flowers and plants. And two years later, look what I haven't killed...
The last four were all in the same pot. And I just about killed them. Last year I decided to repot them. And really had to pray about the fact that they could possibly fade away. I struggled with what that would mean. (And if it would make me cry....ugh).
As you can see, they are alive and look back at the pictures, NEW GROWTH. I just noticed it today. NEW GROWTH two years later. What a wonderful surprise and reason to celebrate.
My dad still sneaks up on us. He's like a 6'6" ninja. Sneaking up when we least expect it.
Just exactly when my soul needs it. I stop. Remember. And talk about this amazing man that was lucky enough to be my dad. ;) such a lucky guy....
My mom went to see dad today. To spend time with her best friend of 35 years. And to cry (probably) for the loss we feel. I bet she laughs too because my daddy brought such great joy to everyone around him.
Tomorrow will be a hard day for my family. And next year will be a hard day for my family. We'll have hard (ninja) days in between. We'll laugh at the days ahead and have no fear. Joy will fill our cups and overflow to those around us. And HIS peace will settle on our shoulders.
And soon enough... We'll see Toot-Toot again.
I bet he'll have lots of good jokes to tell us.
Joyfully full of it,
Tiff
Be strong and courageous! Do not be afraid. Do not be discouraged; The Lord your God is with you wherever you go.
Joshua 1:9
This is a picture of my dad in 2008. Before my family started remembering dates that change our lives. And October 12, 2011 he went to heaven. I like to say his impatience and curiosity finally caught up with him and he won the ultimate race.
You can read more about it here...
http://www.mykidsmakemesmile.blogspot.com/2009/02/recoverybasketballtvtrains-see-last.html
(I don't know how to do fancy links on this app..sorry)
We were and are again, that nauseating beaver cleaver family that really loves each other. We had a hard couple of years but God has been so faithful and has held on to my family so tightly. Our first date was January 31, 2009. I won't rehash the details. I've blogged about it. So did my sister (www.heleekalesmom.blogspot.com). We've blogged and talked and cried and paid a lot of money to a shrink and we've survived.
And if my dad's death accomplished anything, it was bring us all back to the Savior's feet. Humble. Mourning. Angry. And in need of a little help.
In the beginning, I didn't think I would ever stop counting the days. Then keeping up with the weeks. Or months. But we finally made it to counting the years. I call this healing. We miss him. We will see him again.
My family was so supported by friends and family right after daddy left us. We received so many flowers and plants. And two years later, look what I haven't killed...
The last four were all in the same pot. And I just about killed them. Last year I decided to repot them. And really had to pray about the fact that they could possibly fade away. I struggled with what that would mean. (And if it would make me cry....ugh).
As you can see, they are alive and look back at the pictures, NEW GROWTH. I just noticed it today. NEW GROWTH two years later. What a wonderful surprise and reason to celebrate.
My dad still sneaks up on us. He's like a 6'6" ninja. Sneaking up when we least expect it.
Just exactly when my soul needs it. I stop. Remember. And talk about this amazing man that was lucky enough to be my dad. ;) such a lucky guy....
My mom went to see dad today. To spend time with her best friend of 35 years. And to cry (probably) for the loss we feel. I bet she laughs too because my daddy brought such great joy to everyone around him.
Tomorrow will be a hard day for my family. And next year will be a hard day for my family. We'll have hard (ninja) days in between. We'll laugh at the days ahead and have no fear. Joy will fill our cups and overflow to those around us. And HIS peace will settle on our shoulders.
And soon enough... We'll see Toot-Toot again.
I bet he'll have lots of good jokes to tell us.
Joyfully full of it,
Tiff
Be strong and courageous! Do not be afraid. Do not be discouraged; The Lord your God is with you wherever you go.
Joshua 1:9
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Joy and Stuff
I found these pictures on the iPad. Sister and I spend a lot of time sitting at the baseball field. So, what are we supposed to do... Sit there and cheer??
I love this girl so much.
This morning's conversation:
K: momma do I have to go to Target. (Off site "gifted" class)
Me: yes, I thought you liked it.
K: I do but we made jello in class yesterday.
Me: o...k...
K: and we get to eat it today at school but I won't get to eat jello because ill be at target and I wanted to eat some jello.
Me: I'm sorry. (Because I'm at a loss for words.... I didn't know jello was so important to my daughter...do I even know her at all)
K: maybe they'll save me some and I can eat it at the end of the day.
Me: oh, I bet warm jello at the end of the day would be really good.
Note: I don't know what I'm going to do when she starts picking up on my sarcasm. It really will change our relationship...
I hope you have a day full of jello!!
Joyfully full of it,
Tiff
I love this girl so much.
This morning's conversation:
K: momma do I have to go to Target. (Off site "gifted" class)
Me: yes, I thought you liked it.
K: I do but we made jello in class yesterday.
Me: o...k...
K: and we get to eat it today at school but I won't get to eat jello because ill be at target and I wanted to eat some jello.
Me: I'm sorry. (Because I'm at a loss for words.... I didn't know jello was so important to my daughter...do I even know her at all)
K: maybe they'll save me some and I can eat it at the end of the day.
Me: oh, I bet warm jello at the end of the day would be really good.
Note: I don't know what I'm going to do when she starts picking up on my sarcasm. It really will change our relationship...
I hope you have a day full of jello!!
Joyfully full of it,
Tiff
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