Crafts and Cupcakes

Catching up on some cupcakes, crafts and snacks I have done... enjoy the pics...

Owl Cupcakse for Girls Night:

Crayon Monogrammed Sign for Jadin's Kindergarten Teacher:

Grill Cupcakes for Father's Day


Easter Basket Cupcakes

April Fools Sundae Cupcakes

Rainbow Cupcakes with a Cloud for St. Patrick's Day

Superbowl Cupcakes

Strawberry Mice

Snail Wraps

Flower for Mom Cupcakes

Protect your Prized Possessions...

This airport sign is quite amusing... it's a perfect example of distraction. I interpret the light bulb like this: "Oh... there's a cinnamon bun with my name on it. I'll leave my very valuable luggage right here and.... golly-gee-whizakers... it will be here when I get back."

God will sometimes speak to me through a dream. Now... I am a vivid dreamer- always have been. So, I'm not going to get all hocus-pocus on you and assume that all my dreams have some great meaning. Most are a bi-product of what I have eaten for dinner the night before or a compilation of yesterday's events. But- every now and then... I will wake up from a dream and a sentence will pop into my head that explains the dream. In those times, it is God's way of relaying an important word to me.

So, last night I dreamed that I was shopping at the mall and was carrying around some of my previous purchases. An outfit on a rack caught my eye and I set my shopping bags down to go look at this outfit. When I turned around, two girls were walking off with MY shopping bags! I yelled at them to stop but they said, "You put them down... so now they're ours." Needless to say- I chased them down and clobbered them to retrieve my shopping bags. A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. But- that's besides the point.

When I awoke- my immediate explanation was this -- "The moment you set it down... Satan will be there to walk off with it." And I knew exactly what God was trying to tell me. You see... recently, I made a commitment to God over something and in return- he has given me peace unspeakable, joy overflowing and the ability to accomplish tremendously more than I would ever be able to do in my own strength. But, because this is a new-found commitment, it's important that I keep up my end of the bargain day after day. God was reminding me that these treasures he is allowing me to experience will continue if I will remain steadfast. But, if I give up- even for a second- Satan will be there to steal my peace and joy.

Whenever we make a new commitment or promise, it's always easiest to give up after a short period of time. Not enough is vested. Our commitment has not yet taken root. And distraction causes us to set down our valuables only for them to be stolen by the enemy. But if we will continue. Press forward. And refuse to unleash our possessions to the enemy. Our dedication will turn into a deep seeded treasure that is near impossible to pilfer.

"Be on your guard; stand firm in the faith; be courageous; be strong." 1 Corinthians 16:13. I don't want to set down the precious treasures God has blessed me with only for them to be taken from the enemy. We must be vigilant and on guard. Don't let distraction rob you of where God ultimately is trying to take you. Refuse to leave your luggage unattended!

Talkin' Turkey...

Everybody Loves Raymond is probably my all-time favorite show. I don't know if there is an episode where I haven't experienced authentic laughter at one point or another. And the holiday episodes never fail to deliver good, solid comedy. I think because they remind me so much of real life. The holidays tend to bring out the best and worse in people. Leading up to the clip above, Ray and Debra are having an escalating "discussion" (if you will) about whose parents are worse. Bringing family together has always proved to be interesting over the years.

Many of you are experiencing stress right now about what to cook and how to deal with Crazy Cousin Eddie this year. (shout out to P-Matt) :) For some of you, eating Thanksgiving twice or three times in one day might be in your near future because of multiple visits to multiple families. I have a friend who once told me that because she and her husband both have divorced parents... they did four Thanksgivings in one day. And because of all the stress, an argument kicked off in the morning. They spent the day being dead silent between houses only to get to the next house, knock, and say "Hiiiii!!! Happy Thanksgiving!!!" Put on a happy face, right??? But the truth is... sometimes, we're all slinging turkeys around on the floor!

So, this is just a short, fluffy blog to remind you to lighten up this holiday season! Don't take anything too seriously and enjoy all the dysfunctionality every family has to offer... because every family has a little to offer! Remember the purpose and meaning behind each holiday. For Thanksgiving... it's time to count our blessings. And we all have so many!!! So, take a moment to try and list as many things you can think of that you are thankful for. If that is what your focus is on this upcoming Turkey-day, a little floor-grit for your turkey will never get in your way!

An Unexpected Siesta...

This morning was running like any other morning... I showered, read my Bible, made breakfast and then made my rounds to wake up three boys to eat... all by 7am. Then worked on getting them dressed, teeth brushed, hair fixed and loaded the van with lunch boxes and back packs. After I finished my taxi service, I returned home, got Brody and Dallas interested in playing toys, flipped on my worship music and started my chores assigned for the day. I usually am buzzing around like a ninga but today I was kind of lost in thought.

A few weeks back I planned a weekend getaway for my husband and I. Since it had been 2 1/2 years since we've spent a night away from the kids and knowing that time is running short before we will be snowed in with a new baby... I wanted to make it happen. But, if you've ever planned to get away and had to get kids ready to stay with someone else, you KNOW that it takes a lot of effort to make your vacation come to fruition. Not to mention, we had a series of unfortunate events the week before we were to leave, including our boys getting slammed with a stomach bug. So, after one thing an another, we started to wonder if we should take all the hiccups as a sign to simply cancel. And canceling just made sense.

So, as I was mopping the laundry room, I was thinking about my desire to be whisked away for a weekend. As a mom/wife/woman... I felt sucked dry. My job as stay-at-home parent requires me to meet the needs of others from sunup to sundown. The first thing out of their mouth is "What's for breakfast?" and the requests continue all day long. I am not complaining about what I do... but it's a fact that it takes a lot of endurance to be mommy, clean, cook, lay out clothes and pack lunches day in day out. Not to mention- working from home in the evening, trying to be a good wife and being 7 months pregnant.

Right about that time, the song changed on my computer to Kari Jobe's My Beloved. The first words in that song are: You're my beloved, you're my bride... come away with me my love.

And I felt like God spoke to my heart that he was able to whisk me away for a time that would meet my needs and rejuvenate my spirit in a way that the finest hotel could not compare. And I broke. In the next few minutes, I allowed Him to rush in with his sweet love and whisk me away. Although, I cried on and off the rest of the day- I really did feel better.

Remember that you too, are God's beloved. He LOVES you. Simple? Yes. Profound? Yes. Intimate? Very. Boundless? Extremely.

Let the beloved of the Lord rest secure in Him, for he shields him all day long, and the one the Lord loves rests between His shoulders. Deuteronomy 33:12

Forever Neverland: A Peter Pan Prom

The Invitations

Three Pirates

The Disco Ball

Prom Photo Opt

The DJ's~ A & A

The Presents

The Food

The Cake

The Favors

The Thank You's

Fairy Face Painting

Pirate Tattoo Parlor

And Last But Not Least.... The Dancing!!!

This was, by far, one of the most fun parties we have had to date. And we couldn't have done it without Ashley and Austin- the DJ's; Shelby- the face painter; Hope- the tattoo artist; Emily- my cooking assistant and photographer; Amanda and Daniel- Prom Photo Photographers; Nana and Pop-Pop- PopPop built the ship and they both helped immensely setting up and tearing down; and Gigi and PopPop who kept the kids occupied on the day of which was no small task!!!

Happy 6th Birthday Jadin!!!

Think Disney...

I was a kid with high expectations. I anticipated my first slumber party like it was a night at the Ritz, my wedding like it was Cinderella's ball and every meal I've ever eaten like I was about to eat at a 5-star restaurant. I had high expectations for myself- I expected to do well in school, I expected to stay out of trouble (for the most part) and I expected that whomever I chose to marry would measure up. I expected a lot of others- I assumed people would keep their word.

It doesn't take many disappointments before you start to realize that maybe the world isn't as delightful as you had hoped. And Satan unknowingly uses 'Debbie Downer' type people to speak things into your life like, "Don't get your hopes up" or "Low expectations are the only way to go." So, after feeling enough disappointment, I tried out the low expectation thing... after all, it would prevent me from getting hurt, right? But, the thing I quickly discovered about low expectations, is that when I expected little, I received little to nothing. At least when I expected a lot, if I only received half, that was more than what I was getting with low expectations.

And at some point in college, the idea was presented to those in leadership... Think Disney. Disney seems to have endless ideas that flow into the most imaginative places you may expect to be only in your dreams. If you can dream it- they can make it happen. And they challenge their employees to think out of the box- like no where near the box. I pondered this type of thinking... if I was going to be all that God wanted me to be- I had to think Disney. The problem is... too many people have been lied to through disappointing experiences and adopted the mentality- think County Fair. And instead of receiving Disney quality or even half of Disney quality- they're receiving a mediocre fair ride and walking around eating a corn dog.

And even more creative than Disney is the Holy Spirit. Their is no one more creative than the Creator. I am intrigued by anatomy and physiology. Just studying what happens with each respiration or how a baby is formed knocks Disney out of the park. So, people ask me where I get my ideas from... I always go to the Source of creativity. I pray about each opportunity I have for creativity and I think Disney. Once God gives me an idea, and this part is key, I take on a Godly confidence that I can do whatever idea has popped into my head with God's help. We would not enjoy some of the inventions we use today, if the inventor was too afraid to fail.

Now have I messed up on some of my 'creative ideas?' Terribly. I have burnt things, (food and my own skin) I have botched things and had to start over. I have had ideas flop. And I have made some of the biggest messes that you could ever imagine. But, I find joy in knowing that I am getting more out of life with high expectations than by expecting little to nothing.

Psalm 39:7 "And now, Lord, what do I wait for and expect? My hope and expectation are in You." He is where my hope and expection rest- his creativity is boundless and unlike the world, He will never disappoint.