tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261323614495230442024-03-13T20:20:34.297-04:00Jessica's Tounget TalesJessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08228858160728197973noreply@blogger.comBlogger195125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226132361449523044.post-8020191739637938302012-08-31T16:03:00.000-04:002012-08-31T16:03:07.834-04:00New Life New BlogTo all my avid readers,<br />
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I'm starting over; I'm changing everything. So why not a new blog too? Come find me and the boys at <a href="http://www.overtlybiased.blogspot.com/">www.overtlybiased.blogspot.com</a> it'll be exactly the same, just with a new name. The name of the blog is because, as you know, I am shamelessly biased about how cute my kids are. Why hide it?<br />
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See you there!<br />
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Jessica and the boysJessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08228858160728197973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226132361449523044.post-89294884549551358362012-08-30T22:35:00.001-04:002012-08-30T22:35:55.188-04:00Cousin CampWe have a very full house right now! It's me and my parents along with my two boys, and my nephew Jonah!! We're calling it cousin camp, and it's some awesome chaos around here. The boys play like boys and we've had to kiss our fair share of bonked noggins. It's totally worth it. Soon Ang will be here with the newest cousin, and she can begin her life as the only girl in a world of boys. I am beyond excited.<br />
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I am doing my best to get good pictures of the three of them... but they don't hold still for long. I'll keep trying. Here's some evidence that we've got the cutest kids on the block.<br />
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The first attempt at making them hold still.</div>
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To their credit, they were still here, but it was too dark. They are watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse (the anthem to my nightmares f.y.i.) before bed.</div>
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Breakfast in the backyard!</div>
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I'll have more pictures soon. I'm snapping a ton, we're just not ending up with many winners. YET!</div>
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As a side note, I'M EMPLOYED!!! whooooooo hooooooo! Thanks for any and all prayers.</div>
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Too many changes at once, my friends. I'm scared still. But God is taking my by the hand and guiding me slowly, one step at a time through my life that seems to have had all the lights shut off. Blind faith... what does that mean? "Just put your foot out and He'll bring the rock to you" (advice from a dear friend and mentor). My heart is hungry and I'm finding peace in the Word of God and in music that glorifies my creator. I'm blessed. Listen to this song.</div>
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I can't do this alone</div>
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It took some time and concentration</div>
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To believe it, this I know</div>
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I need to build my faith sometimes</div>
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But I am so comfortable in line</div>
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I'm up, there's no more time</div>
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To try to mess with this design</div>
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Tonight's complete</div>
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Everyone's asleep</div>
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And I wanna say these words to You</div>
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I'll be Your hands</div>
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Take me as I am</div>
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I just wanna be with You</div>
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Take me as I am</div>
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'Cause I'm going</div>
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I was too scared to start</div>
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Now I'm too scared to let go</div>
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Take me as I am</div>
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'Cause I'm growing</div>
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But it's so hard to tell</div>
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When I'm not used to this, so</div>
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I lift my voice to sing now</div>
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Let the sound of my heart ring out</div>
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These hands aren't holding me down</div>
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Never again will I be without</div>
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I need to build my faith sometimes</div>
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But I am so comfortable in line</div>
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I'm up, there's no more time</div>
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To try to mess with this design</div>
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Tonight's complete</div>
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Everyone's asleep</div>
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And I wanna say these words to You</div>
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I'll be Your hand</div>
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Take me as I am</div>
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I just wanna be with You</div>
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Take me as I am</div>
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'Cause I'm going</div>
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I was too scared to start</div>
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Now I'm too scared to let go</div>
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Take me as I am</div>
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'Cause I'm growing</div>
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But it's so hard to tell</div>
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When I'm not used to this</div>
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Before I delight you with the pictures we've taken today (you're welcome), I have got to tell you about this funny little habit Judah has picked up. He, for a while now, has ended conversations by cutting you off mid-sentence and shouting, Judah style, "okay!! bye!! Good Luck!!" You may not think that's funny, but I love it. I have no idea who he heard end a convo with "good luck" but it is now how I want to end every single conversation I have. It's just so friendly... but out of context... yet so final. I'm in love. The point is, Judah's hilarious. Moving on:</div>
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Advice from a super parent: chase your whiney child around snapping pictures... they love it! What? It says, FATHERS don't exasperate your children... mothers get to. ;)</div>
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Judah's the man.</div>
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This is his "keepers box". He finds a toy and says, "that's a keeper!" then he crams it in this box. He wanted you to see it.</div>
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He recovered from his fit. See? Brilliant parenting move.</div>
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The party moved into my room, where they remained the cutest kids in the world.</div>
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Now begins the series of pictures where Andrew tells me what facial expression to make. He's quite the director, as you will see.</div>
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Andrew: "squish face!"</div>
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"harder!"</div>
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"normal smile!"</div>
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"This face!" *followed by a demonstration... I think I got it wrong*</div>
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Seeking employment is terrible. Terrible. You have to pimp yourself out to all kinds of places you only kind of want to work, just so that you have a shot at getting one of their coveted positions. Grr. I'm bad at this. If I don't just LOVE something, it's hard for me to say I do. I know that maybe you people can job hunt without "stretching the truth", but I can't. The problem is that I'm not a good liar. I am pretty transparent. When I interviewed at The Buckle, I was looking around thinking, "I wouldn't wear 99% of what you sell in this store!! What made me apply here??" So when she asked me why I think I'd be a valuable addition to their team, it was rough. I wasn't terribly surprised to hear they'd "gone another direction". Today I had some good success though, I think! I had an interview with a manager who seemed to like me a lot! Unfortunately I'm pretty sure he was at least slightly inebriated, but hey! A job's a job, right? Would you hire me?</div>
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This was our neighbor baby, Lily! The boys loved her and helped me babysit. Judah, my bruiser, is shockingly sweet with babies.</div>
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by transplanting (not stealing) grass/weeds from more abundant areas in the neighborhood. We did it by night the first time, then in broad daylight the following time. Crime makes you bold. ;)</div>
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There is this pie, this amazing pie, it's my dad's favorite. We only make it to celebrate October (my dad no longer celebrates his October 4th birthday, as he refuses to get older). However, my mom is in Wichita Falls to take care of my sister and her new baby. Which leaves me and my dad here at the house fending for ourselves. So I saw it as only fitting that I make our October pie, in August. <br />
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2 c. milk<br />
1 1/2 c. sugar<br />
1/2 c. flour<br />
a dash of salt<br />
2 eggs<br />
2 sq. unsweetened chocolate<br />
1/4 c. butter<br />
1 t. vanilla<br />
1 9" pie crust<br />
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1. Bake the frozen pie crust you bought... because seriously, who makes their own pie crust?<br />
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2. Mix the sugar, flour, and salt together. Mix the milk and eggs together. Then combine them in a large sauce pan and whisk over med-low heat until it thickens (this takes a good 10 minutes, maybe more, but keep stirring so the milk doesn't scald. Yes, your arm will get sore. No, it doesn't mean you need to work out more).<br />
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3. Remove from heat then add the chocolate, butter, and vanilla. Mix until combined.<br />
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4. Resist sticking your finger in the pie filling to taste it. It will, I promise, scald the freaking crap out of your finger and consequently your mouth, when you decide to lick it off in spite of the burning finger.<br />
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5. Pour into the pie shell and chill for 5-6 hours. (sweet tooth in a hurry? Put it in the freezer for an hour, then the fridge for an hour.)<br />
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6. DevourJessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08228858160728197973noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226132361449523044.post-2562632029789622372012-08-06T08:00:00.000-04:002012-08-06T08:00:05.613-04:00Don't Tell the Texans<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Can Texan-ness wear off? I feel like maybe it can. I lived in Wake Forest for SEVEN YEARS! That is longer than I have lived anywhere, ever. Since I've been back, these lifers have been saying things to me that have been causing reactive thoughts that I'm not certain I should have, especially since I consider myself to be from Texas.<br />
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For example, I said something to someone about how I went for a three mile walk with 2.5 lb wrist weights on, and when I was done I was... and before I could finish she said, "Hot? Yeah... welcome to Texas." And I had one, immediate, NON-Texan thought, "Ummmmm Texas doesn't OWN hot, you know?" What? Where did that come from? And then, I was sitting outside with someone and when I finally got fed up with getting eaten alive by mosquitoes, the other person said, "Yep, we've got a lot of those here in Texas!" Again, "Ummmmm Texas doesn't have a monopoly on the mosquito population, you know?"<br />
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1. Yes, I know my thoughts are bratty, I do my best to keep them filtered.<br />
2. Yes, I think the ummms.<br />
3. Can I still call myself a Texan?!?<br />
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This is serious turmoil in my mind, friends. These traitorous thoughts could have a person kicked right out of this lone-star state! To remedy the situation I am getting my drivers license from the ever-so-friendly DMV's office as soon as possible. I'm hoping that'll kick start my boot wearing Jiminy Cricket.<br />
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I'm far from perfect. This song, and the truth it speaks, gives me unimaginable hope. I think we all need to remember that God can make us lovely.</div>
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All this pain<br />
I wonder if I’ll ever find my way<br />
I wonder if my life could really change at all<br />
All this earth<br />
Could all that is lost ever be found<br />
Could a garden come up from this ground at all<br />
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You make beautiful things<br />
You make beautiful things out of the dust<br />
You make beautiful things<br />
You make beautiful things out of us<br />
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All around<br />
Hope is springing up from this old ground<br />
Out of chaos life is being found in You<br />
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You make beautiful things<br />
You make beautiful things out of the dust<br />
You make beautiful things<br />
You make beautiful things out of us<br />
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You make me new, You are making me new<br />
You make me new, You are making me new<br />
You are making me new</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">*Even toddlers like some vegetables*</span></div>Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08228858160728197973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226132361449523044.post-89736194722532841442012-08-04T10:31:00.000-04:002012-08-10T16:54:07.133-04:00Interviews, tears, and stomach bugsWhat a week it has been!! I think the the adrenaline from the big move has finally worn off, and we're left with the results. One of those results is HIGH emotions! Just the other day I was sitting on the couch with the boys, Andrew laid his head in my lap and said, "Mommy, I'm just sad because I miss my best friend." This was sweet and all, but what surprised me was that I started crying right along with him, and said, "I miss my best friend too, buddy." So me and Andrew had a little cry fest on the couch. That caught me off guard!<br />
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The other crazy thing is that Judah woke up with a stomach bug and was the sickest little sickie I have ever seen him be. Watching a two year old dry heave is enough to break any one's heart.<br />
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The latest fun though has come from my interviews!!!! Do you know how hard it is to make a resume when you've: 1. never had a full time job, and 2. been at home (technically unemployed) for the last few years? Hard. So the resume prep process was crazy. Then, when I finally got an interview I TOTALLY blow it. Well, that could be an exaggeration, but man, it was nuts. I already know that I'm the kind of person who absorbs and reflects the emotion of people around me, but when I land an interview with a very, I mean very, chipper blonde girl.... I surprised even myself. I have never heard myself talk so fast, with so many hand movements, and shark toothed smiles. Phew! It was the fastest interview ever, in every way. I will hear back in the next couple days. The next couple interviews went much better. I followed some advice from a friend, and when I found myself getting too fast I would take a deep breath and slow down. Who knew I was so spastic? *Again, this is rhetorical, no need to text me your response ;)* <br />
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What I think I've learned from my latest experiences with interviews though is that I should stick to what I know. I've been trying to avoid going back to waiting tables or bar tending, but I'm quite certain that it really is the best way to make money with a super flexible schedule. <br />
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Besides, the real goal is just to pay off some debt, and save up money for the next year before I go back to school! Yippee! I was telling Andrew that the two of us will go to school at the same time! I'll send my oldest off to kindergarten the same month that I strap on my backpack once more and attempt to blend into university life! I'm so scared.<br />
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Things are actually getting into a rhythm here in San Antonio. I am thrilled with the decision to move, and expect to have some fun pictures and stories to share regularly. These boys of mine keep things interesting.Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08228858160728197973noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226132361449523044.post-27006686397490723402012-07-29T17:57:00.001-04:002012-08-05T19:19:57.122-04:00Roadtrips<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Andrew used this neck pillow the entire trip. He called it his sleeping pillow. He was an absolute saint for the whole drive.</div>
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Judah was a bit feistier. But that sounds about right, don't you agree?</div>
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When we got to Grandma's house they immediately went to their room and played with their toys. This is a firehouse with a ton of pieces to play with, and I laughed out loud (any Friends fans?) when I saw that they had paired their puppy with this house.</div>
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My little cuties.</div>
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I suffered through another road trip to get to see my other cutie, Jonah, for his birthday party! </div>
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Just like my kids, he wants to take his own pictures too. Here are his photos of himself, and then a remarkably straight one of me.</div>
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We went to a splash park, and he was right at home.</div>
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Holy goodness, this lady is pregnant! Come on, my sweet Naomi Lane, we're ready to meet you!!</div>
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Love my seester.</div>
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Happy Birthday to my dear three year old nephew, Jonah Bear!</div>
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The boys and I packed ALL day Friday; we spent the morning and early afternoon Saturday doing car maintenance (or watched my helpful neighbors do it for me), then we left Wake Forest at 1 in the afternoon with the CRV packed to the gills. We had 24 hours of drive time ahead of us, and I was pumped.<br />
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Day one went really really well! We made it to the far side of Atlanta and stopped for the night. The only eventful thing was that the bathroom in the hotel had some creepy flashing light that made my poor little over-tired Judah have a straight-up panic attack the moment we walked into the room at 10:30pm. Oh! And my drivers' side door wouldn't lock in my VERY full car... but we didn't get robbed so that's easy enough to forget about. We all fell asleep quickly and woke up bright and shining at 7:30 to get back on the road.<br />
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Day two was a much more eventful day. But one particular moment stands out in my mind as significant enough to share. We were just outside of Mobile Alabama when we stopped at a rest stop to run around, eat some lunch, and let's face it... potty. By some work of fate we pulled in to the rest stop approximately 1 minute after a caravan of families AND a tour bus full of sad travelers. Also, defying the statistical odds of the male to female ratio, at least 99% of the people there were women... and they all needed to pee... and they all got in line before me and my TWO, count 'em again, TWO toddlers who needed to go. Oh man. This is not good. I considered pulling rest-stop-rank on all those fools and demanding to be escorted to the front of the line AND the big handicap stall, but I decided to rely on the Lord for patience and bladder control. This was a bad move. Judah was antsy and was running up and down the line of women, Andrew was speaking at an above average volume about how he's never going to see his daddy again (Andrew's interpretation of the events, not the truth). And I was regretting having had that second cup of coffee. <br />
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After 15 minutes (no joke) of waiting in line, we finally have our turn at an overused TINY stall in this fine government maintained paradise. Me and the boys cram into this itty bitty metal cage and proceed to determine who has the most need. Andrew won, and straddled the stainless steel bowl first and successfully. Next, I turned (generous term for the maneuver I managed) to Judah and started to free him from his drawers. I was in such a hurry that I didn't pay much attention and in a moment i see, between my dearests finger and thumb, a turd. I say, loudly, "Judah!!! Who's poop is that?" He said, "Mommy! We don't talk about poop! That's not polite!" I ignore his suggestion and again insist on knowing where he found the poop. Around this time I start noticing the snickers coming from the surrounding stalls, the waiting females, and surely everyone in the lobby outside. No strangers offered their services, if you can believe it ;). Very quickly I realize, with just the slightest bit of relief, that at least the poo is his. The problem with that is that I have no wipes, no change of clothes, and am still, let me remind you, in a 4X2 metal stall with a dirty toilet and two kids. So I get in business mode: strip Judah down, get him on the toilet, run out to the paper towels, get them wet, get back, clean him up. I'm already about as humiliated as is possible, so I throw Judah's undies and shorts in the trash on my way out and I let Judah walk bare-arsed and wang to the world back to the car. All the while Andrew is seriously concerned, saying "Mommy! What about his pants? We can't leave his pants!" Oh yes we can, my darling, yes we can.<br />
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Due to this floating-through-life-like-it's-not-even-you kind of state I've been in for the past howevermanyyears, I have made some changes. Major changes. I moved back to San Antonio! This is the most exciting of the changes. However, it means that I'm a 27 year old woman living in my parents' house again. This is not exactly how I pictured myself at this point. But I'm getting on board. Sometimes you get to choke down that piece of humble pie, and do what's best for you and your family. That's what I'm doing now. Besides, the boys get to sleep in bunk beds, and they couldn't be more thrilled.<br />
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I am looking into finishing my bachelors degree at the University of Texas at San Antonio. I am hoping to get an English degree with a focus in creative or professional writing! I know, I'm a nerd. This process however, requires that I live here for a FULL YEAR before they'll call me a Texan again, and give me the affordable tuition. Shoot. Back to waitressing/bar-tending for me, for the next year. Money, baby.<br />
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The boys are doing really well with the sudden uprooting changes, but Andrew, shockingly enough, keeps making really dramatic statements about our current swirly whirly lifestyle. For example, "Mommy, we're NEVER going back to Carolina. I'm NEVER going to see my friend Elijah again. I'll NEVER stop being sad." Ugh. My heart. But then, a few minutes later, he'll say, "I LOVE Texas, we're going to live here FOREVER. I get to sleep on the TOP bed and I'm SO HAPPY!" Phew. Where did this boy get his mood swings? (rhetorical, you all keep those lips zipped)<br />
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This is the basic update for now. I have some cutie pie pictures of our three day road trip from Raleigh to NC that I'll upload as soon as I get the desktop unpacked and set up. In the meantime though, picture my road trip as being a lot like this...<br />
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We've got it pretty good, here in sunny North Carolina, as of late! The weather has been BEYOND perfect. I have accomplished next to nothing as far as housework, or anything considered productive, is concerned, but we just can't stay inside. This is the beauty of being that stay at home mom I'm so unqualified to be! Here are some of the things I'm thankful for:</div>
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I threw a birthday party for my very bestest, Anita.</div>
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My hair is getting long and I get to style it just like I've been taught by Kate from <a href="http://www.thesmallthingsblog.com/">www.thesmallthingsblog.com</a></div>
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Judah mastered the ability to put on his own shoes. Ok, maybe mastery is yet to be reached, but this made my day.</div>
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<br />Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08228858160728197973noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226132361449523044.post-69193956012625639032012-06-20T06:52:00.000-04:002012-08-10T16:54:07.120-04:00Know Your LimitsAll I've ever wanted to be is a wife and a mother. This may come as a surprise to some who know me, because I am really, I mean really, not a "kid person". My voice is too harsh, I never liked barbies, I play too rough, and make age-inappropriate comments in front of children regularly.<br />
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Seven and a half years ago I got married. Five years ago we decided to start a family, and abandon my college degree plan, and just buy a whopping life insurance policy for Rusty (so that I could stay at home and be the Stepford Wife I had always planned on becoming). Four years ago our first baby was born. Two and a half years ago our second baby was born. Two months ago we decided to homeschool Andrew for pre-school. One day ago, I realized that I'm not cut out for any of it.<br />
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Andrew, our oldest, is the brightest kid on the planet. He picks up on concepts fast, and has the attention span of a mensa member. So, if there is any child in the world that I should be able to homeschool, it's this kid. Rusty researched, purchased, and started a curriculum with Andrew while I was in Texas. When I got home Rusty caught me up and gave me my assignments. *By the way, Rusty is doing like 99% of it, and he has asked that I participate in a couple tiny ways.* I embarked on my first assignment of helping Andrew learn the concept of 'same v. different'. I thought, "Ok! Read the story about the rabbit and the tiger, ask the kid how the rabbit and tiger are the same, ask how they're different, brilliant Andrew will nail it, and we'll be done!"<br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">Rusty witnessed my amazing teacherness in action and swiftly followed up by taking Andrew into the kitchen and pulling out a ton of silverware and teaching him the things that are the same, and the things that are different. Then, he pulled all the balls out of the toy-box and talked about how some are the same and some are different and why. This went on all over the house, and I began slowly to realize that this was the patience and sticktoitiveness that I lack completely.</span><br />
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The last month has been crazy, I spent some time with my Daddy in TX while he had, and recovered from, some major heart surgery. I won't recap the whole month for ya', and we'll just fast forward to now. Plenty of current crazy to keep us all entertained.</div>
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It's a good life.</div>Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08228858160728197973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226132361449523044.post-87758273716730403562012-05-23T10:02:00.000-04:002012-06-19T13:19:21.022-04:00Crazy May<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hugs and love from the Toungets!</div>Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08228858160728197973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226132361449523044.post-75152995873809136552012-05-18T15:28:00.000-04:002012-06-19T13:19:21.018-04:00Grad School Graduation Number One!<div style="text-align: center;">
WE DID IT! That's right, we! I haven't decided on my new title just yet, but Rusty is a MASTER! whoo hooo! We went out and celebrated last night, and today he walked that stage. One more semester and he'll be a master again. No idea what that does to a person. Here is some photographic proof.</div>
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Rusty finished up his final final for the semester at 4ish and we took off at about 7ish for a night with friends! Gotta' love having a Grandma in town.</div>
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I love this picture of Judah! Andrew is being a puppy, and Judah is being... Judah. It's perfect.</div>
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GRADUATION DAY! Andrew packed his bag with quiet toys and snacks so that he could make it through the very long ceremony. He was a champ.</div>
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The tyrant, killing time until the thing ended.</div>
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This picture captures Judah too... He had just shoved his hand up my skirt and gotten caught in Rusty's robe. Oh, real life.</div>
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I. Love. Cry face pictures. I have always been a fan of the baby pictures that aren't so posed and perfect, because life is far from posed and perfect. For example... this one of Judah.</div>
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Well, it's been a long time since I stuck a camera in the face of a crying child, but today Andrew was throwing a HUGE fit, with major crocodile tears. He was enjoying watching himself in the mirror while he cried, so I figured some pictures would be appropriate. If you can spur on your own sadness with a bit of narcissism, then I'm not going to feel bad documenting the moment. </div>
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To make up for all the horribleness here are some happy face pictures taken just a few minutes later. So rest assured, Andrew recovered.</div>
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See?</div>Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08228858160728197973noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226132361449523044.post-64995056174015356432012-05-01T09:37:00.000-04:002012-05-01T09:37:13.577-04:00You are my Sunshine<div style="text-align: center;">
These boys of mine sure light up my life. They are so funny. I spend so much of my day laughing with them. Andrew has learned that he can change the lyrics to songs, but sing the notes the same, and he finds himself to be quite hilarious. We sing, "Peanut, peanut butter, and jelly" And he has substituted chocolate for the word jelly, and then he dies laughing. Ridiculous. Judah, doing his own thing most of the time, makes us laugh with his oblivious nature. He's a boy who's just going to make up his own mind about just about everything. Lord help us. They both appreciate hugs and kisses, and give them away generously. I just can't stand the love that I feel for them. </div>
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We recently bought Andrew some superhero undies, and when we saw matching shirts Rusty insisted on buying those too! (Seriously! It was Rusty!) Here's a little too much information, but it's funny, so I'll share anyway. Andrew was so excited that we matched that he asked, "Mommy! Where are your superman undies!! You need superman undies too!" Lovely. We were superheros together all day yesterday. It was very fun to be a "good guy" with my biggest little.</div>
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The chess master classes are continuing and I have surrendered myself to the idea that Andrew will in fact be smarter than the rest of us.</div>
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Judah is exceptionally coordinated. In a matter of seconds he learned how to ride a scooter that Andrew couldn't figure out at all. Andrew has book smarts, but Judah has him beat with physical coordination. Athletic scholarship, here comes Judah!</div>
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