Monday, October 31, 2011

Our first Halloween in our house. Literally.

(THIS IS NOT OUR HOUSE, thankfully.)

Here is my story of the first Halloween spent in our house.  We have lived in our house for three years now, but this is our first to actually be home on Halloween night.  The last two years we have been a part of facilitating a Fall Fest for the kiddos at church.  This year we did the fest a night early, thus leaving us the night of Halloween free to be as festive as we'd like.  So, here's how it went.  We live in an un-gated  neighborhood.  There are a million children that crowd the streets of our neighborhood to trick or treat on Halloween night.  The last two years I've only seen them on my way out of the neighborhood and their remnants (candy wrappers and other things) in the streets the next day.  I am a Children's Director.  I love kids.  I spent the last several weeks preparing for a fall festival with an awesome team of folks.  It went great! You would think I would have been dressed up like a fairy, sitting out at the end of my driveway passing out candy to all the kiddies walking by.  What really happened was this: while it was still light I didn't answer the door to the two knocks that we received.  The only candy that I have is the good little Hershey's candy bars and the candy Quinn got at the festival. I didn't feel right about giving out either.  The Hershey's are too yummy and I bought them for Chris and the other candy is Quinn's.  Why, you may ask, did I not BUY candy for the hordes of hungry children?  Money, folks.  Candy costs money.  Candy doesn't grow on trees.  You see, it's the end of the month.  God takes care of all of our needs; He is our provider in every way.  We are well taken care of and content.  While saying that, at the end of the month we have several large outflows, ie. house note and other necessary things.  So, the money to fork over for candy for everyone in our small town is needed for food and gas and diapers.  NOT CANDY FOR THE WORLD.  I'm laughing at this because it sounds really sad.  It's really not that sad, except that I hope none of the children that we pick up in our neighborhood for church were the ones that knocked and I didn't answer.  I just couldn't bear to see their disappointed faces.  By the way, after those two kids knocked with no reply, Chris put out a sign that read, "SORRY, NO CANDY."  I did put a smiley face on the sign.  Chris wasn't sure if the smiley face was a good idea.  If our cars are egged in the morning or our rose bushes are adorned with toilet paper, I'll blame that little smiley face.  I'm sorry, kids.  I really am.  I do believe one day you'll understand.  Food, diapers and ELECTRICITY are "just what I've always wanted."  In my spookiest voice and a creepy laugh, "HAPPY HALLOWEEN, and sorry about the no-candy thing."

Saturday, October 22, 2011

My Birthday Bride

 I (chris) have hijacked Laurens blog. But I figure it's ok since it's her birthday and I'm writing about her. Where do you start when talking about someone so amazing? I guess right there, with the fact that she is, so amazing! She can do it all. Run a house, raise two kids (or three if you count me), have a job, run a small business (maybe two), and PUT UP WITH ME! And even above all of those, she loves Jesus so much more than she loves me or our kids, and that is what I love about her most. Lauren is my best friend, my most trusted companion, and my biggest fan. She brings out parts of me that I never really knew I had. She challenges me to love deeper, to smile more often, and to be free in life like never before.
 The great thing about that is, I'm not alone, Lauren has an impact on everyone she meets. I have met few people like her. It's not possible to spend time with Lauren and not feel better about yourself. I think that is something she gets from my amazing mother-in-law. She also has a deep and profound knowledge of Jesus and His word. She blows me away with this very often. That I believe comes from my equally amazing father-in-law. For those of you who know them, you will know how true these statements are.
 I am eternally grateful that God brought them together, and as a result I have been blessed with the most amazing wife (and three pretty awesome sister-in-laws) I could ever dream of! I know that the things Lauren saw from her parents growing up, both good and bad, are a huge part of why she is who she is today. She is a very good combination of sweet-as-can-be hard headedness. And I love every bit of it!
 I could easily write into the morning hours about her and how I feel towards her, but since she is just in the other room and really wants to come back into the living room, I suppose I shall end this soon. I love you Ren, and I always will! Like I told you today, I am so thankful that you have a birthday, because otherwise I would not have you. Happy Birthday to the LOML and my Fairy Tale Princess!

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Quinn Girl.

The last couple of weeks I just haven't had any writing in me.  I've been busy with home and work and that has taken all of the creativity that I have had to give.  However, today I am going to go ahead and break the block and write about my little girl.  We chose the name Quinn because it means queen, intelligent and wise.  We picked the right name.  She is the cutest little girl you could ever imagine.  She has a precious little voice and dainty little ways.  She has a great imagination and I'm watching it become even more alive.  She says funny things all the time.  My sister says she should have her own TV show.  I know that I would watch.  Chris was telling her something silly the other night and her response was, "That's ridiculous."  It sounded more like "ridicalis."  The other day we were playing and she wanted me to drive some animals from one place to another and so I loaded them up in the back of the little pickup and drove them to what I said was their house.  I unloaded them.  Quinn said, "No, mommy. That's a terrible place."  She is not quite three yet.  She is very smart.  She was reading the instruction manual to the alarm clock today and said, "It says to plug it in, push some buttons and it will work."  She is red-headed, but doesn't fit with any of the red-headed stereotypes.  She is sweet and gentle.  That is, unless you push her buttons.  She doesn't mind standing up for herself or someone else or whatever is right.  She is just a precious little ray of sunshine and I thank God for her every second of the day.  There's no one like her and I'm so glad.  She's "just what I've always wanted."