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Complete Nonsense...

We caught 'em!!!!

That stinkin' little mouse is dead!!! PTL!

I hate mice. I mean who really likes them? Since moving into this house we've had 2. The first one, I'm sure was there when we moved in. In three weeks it will be a year that we have lived here.. and I saw our second mouse yesterday after church. I SAW it! EW. I was getting lunch ready and saw it run under the dishwasher. So what did I do? Make R head to the store and buy as many mouse traps as he could. Last night I set 5. Yes, five. I would have set seven because that's how many we had.. but one broke in the setting process and one was defective. Three in the kitchen. One under the kitchen sink. And one in the computer room (considering I think that's where the little thing was running from yesterday). I was so disappointed when I woke up this morning.. no mouse in ANY of the traps. Surely I set enough! Well, in order to save Luke from sure finger breakage I moved one trap to the computer room (that we have blocked w/ a gate) and the other 2 I just casually set under the kitchen sink and figured I'd get them back out tonight.
Well, I was doing my Walk Away The Pounds DVD... and I heard a "snap". I thought, surely not! I was sure it had just went off on it's own from me moving it around so much. I looked under the counter and there it was.. dead... I was so happy I had to call the hubs and let him know. He congratulated me on my catch. Of course when he gets home from ATL he will be disposing of the thing.
I was once one of those people who thought that only people who's house was not clean had mice. But I have since changed my mind. Now, my house it not an after shot picture of a Clean Sweep makeover but it's decently clean (most of the time). I do have a toddler... so keeping a random cheerio or cracker crumb out of the floor can be difficult at times. Houses just get mice... especially older houses. I can even remember having one in my room growing up.. and we didn't live in a old house... and my room was on the 2nd floor! We didn't use a trap.. we just let the cat in.. and he got it. It was fun.
Oh and we do have an outside cat. Ace. And guess where he sleeps... in the basement, UNDER THE HOUSE (literally in the crawl space)! Seriously Ace, we did not expect you to invite the mice in and let them live here!!!! What kind of cat are you?? I kind of regret getting rid of Lucy, our former cat. Now, she was a mouser... well actually a moler (which isn't a word, bytheway)... She loved those things. Yes, it was gross to wake up to 2 or 3 little moles on your back porch, dead... but we never saw a mouse in the 2 years that we lived in that house. Come to think of it, we didn't see many chipmunks or squirrels {outside} either.

I know this post has been probably the most random, completely brainless thing I have ever written. But... Oh Well.

:)

I Am ~ Lesson 9

Well, it's been a while..
I think the whole getting pregnant thing just threw me off for a while! So, today I'm gonna start the I Am Bible Study, right where I left off! It's soo good... go over to The Preacher's Wife and check it out!

Discussion Questions:
1. On a scale of 1 to 10, rate yourself on how often your conversation is seasoned with the works of the Lord on your behalf? If you speak very little of Him, is there a reason you know of? If you speak often, how do people respond? Hmm.. I'd say a 7. I think my conversations are seasoned with the works of the Lord. (At least I hope they are!) I desperately want my only boasting to be in the Lord. I mean I can't even breath without His say so!!
2. Have you experienced a Set Up for a Show Up when you were uncertain whether the situation was the chastisement of the Lord or a temptation of Satan? Let me think about this..
3. Have you ever or are you now experiencing any Job trials where you can still not identify any wrong-doing on your part? I don't think I have ever experienced any 'Job trials'. If I have then they have been very minor things. (and I guess if they were minor.. they definitely weren't 'Job trials'!!)
4. Apply this principle: How can my response make my God famous? Will obedience result in my sanctification and God's Glory? The way we respond to any trial or circumstance will reflect God. I mean, if that's who we claim to put our trust in, our actions/reactions will prove whether or not we truly believe He is trustworth and faithful. You know, I don't know if I conciously think this but I should: will my response to {insert situation here} be one that brings God glory? If I can't answer yes.. then maybe I should rethink my response!! And yes, obedience always results in sanctification and brings God glory!!
5. Does the origin of our affliction matter in view of the fame God can gain from it? I don't think so.. I think that it has everything to do with how we respond.

Just a thought.. no matter how we respond.. or how we might fail.. God will get glory. It's amazing to think that He doesn't need us for His glory.. He chooses to use us to get it!

Crazy, Busy and Exhausted!

Whew!

It's been a crazy, busy week so far! We're having a Bible Conference this week, actually the last night was tonight, so that has made the week busier (but great at the same time!). I had to miss tonight because Luke has a yucky nose... not to mention that he MUST go to sleep earlier tonight.
My child is a child who loves routine. Seriously, his whole world is thrown off kilter if something is different... especially at night. The past 2 nights we've ate supper earlier (by about an hour) and gotten home late. So late that he didn't get his movie or bath. You see, almost every night at 7:30pm the lights are down and he watches a movie (usually a Veggie Tales) while sipping his milk. At 8pm the bath is ready and he plays a little in the bath. His teeth are brushed, he's lotioned down, pj's on, daddy reads a story and then mommy rocks him to "Jesus Loves Me' twice (yep, only twice). Then he's laid in his crib and usually drifts off to sleep peacefully! BUT when the routine is off... there is no peace.

Monday night wasn't that bad... although he didn't go to sleep until around 11pm he did sleep through the night. He was in the bed around 9 but was so wound up & exhausted at the same time he didn't get quiet until about 11. But last night was the kicker! He was put in bed around 9:30pm, no movie, no bath... Around 10:30 he was screaming his head off. So I went in and rocked him for a little while and he drifted off to sleep. R and I got in bed a little later and around 12am I heard him waking up...then by 1am he started screaming again. I usually don't put him in the bed with us but I knew it was gonna be one of those nights. He was asleep within 10 minutes. R slept through that whole ordeal... and I layed there... listening to Luke snore. I knew that on top of his whole world being thrown off balance by the no-routine, the stuffy nose that had just developed wasn't helping either! So I layed there.. and tried to sleep but it was hopeless. So, since Luke was out I picked him up around 1:30am and layed him in his bed. Ahh.. sleep at last.. until 3am, when he woke up AGAIN! I went and got him again, but this time he was fighting his sleep so bad.. I mean kicking, tossing & turning.. Everytime he'd start to rub his eyes or lay his head down he'd start kicking and flinging those arms... needless to say R couldnt even sleep through that. I gave him some ibuprophen because I thought maybe his teeth had been bothering him... considering that he has constantly had his fingers in his mouth the past few days. By 4:15am, I'd had it. I was at my limit. This pregnant lady needed sleep! So I looked that little sweet boy in the face and said in my sternest voice, "Luke, it's time to go to bed. You're a big boy and can sleep in your own bed. It's time for night-night." I picked him up, kissed his cheek, took him to his room, layed him down, said "I love you"... and didn't hear a peep from him until 9am! I honestly think that he was at his limit too and just gave up!
So, after all of that I don't really have to tell you that I didn't sleep well last night. I might have gotten 4 hours of broken sleep. I just don't sleep well when he's up and down like that. Oh, and of course R's alarm clock going off at 7am... then 7:15am.. didn't help the sleep cycle either. Oh but tonight.. we had the routine down! And my sweet love was in the bed at 8:40pm and it's 10:30pm at the moment... and I haven't heard a peep. I'm heading off to dream land in a minute too. I just needed to share I guess. :) I know there are lots of mothers out there who have been there... these times are fleeting, I know.. and I wouldn't trade a minute of it.

I so want to share some of my journey reading Isaiah. I just started chapter 5. Maybe tomorrow. It's late.. and I'm tired!

Night!