You know you've been a mother a long time when...
...your entire family shares a toothbrush and you're too tired to care. (You were going to catch - whatever they've got this time - eventually anyway.)
Joseph, Gabriella, Julianna, James, and Elora
Monday, July 16, 2012
Friday, July 6, 2012
little balls of protein
Due to a traumatic oatmeal experience as a child, which I will not go into lest it also ruin oatmeal for you for all time, I cannot eat oatmeal. Like, literally cannot. If it was a choice between oatmeal and starvation, I'm not quite sure which one I'd pick, but it'd be close. I am not normally a very picky person, but this is one instance where I draw the line.
However, because it's my goal for my children to surpass me in every way possible, I do make oatmeal for them. And they love it. Which is good...until they try to share with me. (They're so unselfish like that.) Then I either have to pretend I'm not hungry or show them that I am already eating something else.
So I came up with these little protein balls that I eat for breakfast or a snack instead. They contain oats, among other things, but uncooked, so they don't have that squishy texture I hate so much. These are great because they're fast, easy, and packed with nutrition and lots of protein. You can make them ahead and just store them in the refrigerator for any time you need a healthy snack. They're a little sweet, so they kind of fulfill that "dessert" mentality, but they're also really good for you. Kids love to roll them into little balls between their fingers and then eat them - it's kind of like edible play dough!
Peanut butter protein balls
About 1 cup of raw peanut butter or almond butter
small drizzle of honey
handful of raisins or other dried fruit
handful of chopped pecans, walnuts, almonds, or other nuts
teaspoon of flax seeds
1/4 teaspoon of cinnamon
1/2 cup dried coconut
about 1 cup of uncooked oats*
*for gluten free balls, make sure you use gluten free oats. Bob's Red Mill is the brand I use.
Mix the ingredients all together in a medium bowl. Then you can roll into little balls and refrigerate until slightly hard, to keep them from falling apart. Or, if you're impatient like me, you can just eat it out of the bowl with a spoon. But just a note of caution - they are very filling. Its easy to start eating them and think you haven't had that much, only to end up way too full. A couple of balls is enough for me, even for a meal. Store in a covered container in the refrigerator.
Note - I haven't tried this yet, but you could turn them in chocolate peanut butter balls quite easily, by adding a couple tablespoons of cocoa powder. You might have to increase the honey a little bit to counteract the bitterness of the unsweetened cocoa powder. You could also put chocolate chips in them and they would taste like oatmeal chocolate chip cookies! You can also add whatever dried fruit, nuts, seeds, or other ingredients sound appealing. The possibilities are practically endless.
However, because it's my goal for my children to surpass me in every way possible, I do make oatmeal for them. And they love it. Which is good...until they try to share with me. (They're so unselfish like that.) Then I either have to pretend I'm not hungry or show them that I am already eating something else.
So I came up with these little protein balls that I eat for breakfast or a snack instead. They contain oats, among other things, but uncooked, so they don't have that squishy texture I hate so much. These are great because they're fast, easy, and packed with nutrition and lots of protein. You can make them ahead and just store them in the refrigerator for any time you need a healthy snack. They're a little sweet, so they kind of fulfill that "dessert" mentality, but they're also really good for you. Kids love to roll them into little balls between their fingers and then eat them - it's kind of like edible play dough!
Peanut butter protein balls
About 1 cup of raw peanut butter or almond butter
small drizzle of honey
handful of raisins or other dried fruit
handful of chopped pecans, walnuts, almonds, or other nuts
teaspoon of flax seeds
1/4 teaspoon of cinnamon
1/2 cup dried coconut
about 1 cup of uncooked oats*
*for gluten free balls, make sure you use gluten free oats. Bob's Red Mill is the brand I use.
Mix the ingredients all together in a medium bowl. Then you can roll into little balls and refrigerate until slightly hard, to keep them from falling apart. Or, if you're impatient like me, you can just eat it out of the bowl with a spoon. But just a note of caution - they are very filling. Its easy to start eating them and think you haven't had that much, only to end up way too full. A couple of balls is enough for me, even for a meal. Store in a covered container in the refrigerator.
Note - I haven't tried this yet, but you could turn them in chocolate peanut butter balls quite easily, by adding a couple tablespoons of cocoa powder. You might have to increase the honey a little bit to counteract the bitterness of the unsweetened cocoa powder. You could also put chocolate chips in them and they would taste like oatmeal chocolate chip cookies! You can also add whatever dried fruit, nuts, seeds, or other ingredients sound appealing. The possibilities are practically endless.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Monday's Top 10: Summer Goals
Top 10 things I want to do/achieve this summer:
8. Finish my sister Sophie's dress that I began making for her 2 years ago...
7. Go to an outdoor concert of some sort, like the music nights at the zoo
6. Take swimming lessons with the kids
5. Sew some little dresses for my girls - and maybe some shorts for the boys
4. Clean up my house and throw a party of some sort!
3. Have a getaway with my husband, even if it's only for one night, with just the two of us - no kids!
2. See my sister Daniella and brother in law Phillip (and MAYBE even go up to Aurora to see their new house!)
1. Get to see my best friend Rachel!!
Of course there any many other things I'm planning on/hoping for the summer, including but not limited to eating watermelon, making homemade Popsicles, going to a wedding, spending lots of time at Mom's house, celebrating some birthdays, and watching fireworks! But those are kind of typical summer activities, so they're more likely to happen. ;-)
What about you? Any plans for the summer?
10. Get the kids together with their friends - I'm thinking splash park!
9. Survive the coed soccer season without doing any of the following: dying, throwing up, passing out, crying, injuring myself, injuring someone else, ripping any of my clothing (inside joke), or in any other way embarrassing myself
8. Finish my sister Sophie's dress that I began making for her 2 years ago...
7. Go to an outdoor concert of some sort, like the music nights at the zoo
6. Take swimming lessons with the kids
5. Sew some little dresses for my girls - and maybe some shorts for the boys
4. Clean up my house and throw a party of some sort!
3. Have a getaway with my husband, even if it's only for one night, with just the two of us - no kids!
2. See my sister Daniella and brother in law Phillip (and MAYBE even go up to Aurora to see their new house!)
1. Get to see my best friend Rachel!!
Of course there any many other things I'm planning on/hoping for the summer, including but not limited to eating watermelon, making homemade Popsicles, going to a wedding, spending lots of time at Mom's house, celebrating some birthdays, and watching fireworks! But those are kind of typical summer activities, so they're more likely to happen. ;-)
What about you? Any plans for the summer?
Friday, June 15, 2012
No such thing as a short epiphany
I had a big epiphany while doing my Bible study (which, to be honest, has taken me about 3 weeks to complete one week's lesson...but hey, I decided to just do it anyway!). Anyway, the study's called Anointed, Transformed, Redeemed, and it's about the life of King David, and how God specifically chose him to be king over Israel and used everything in his life to prepare him for that role. Today's lesson was talking about how God has specific callings on each of our lives, and asked us to write down two specific "missions" He had called us to. At first I felt kind of pathetic trying to write this down. See, I used to have a lot more "activities" in my life - drama, music, school, church, etc - but slowly as I've had more children - and less cars, specifically, one! - those things have been whittled away. So the only two "missions" I could come up with were being a wife to Robert and being a mother to my four kids.
On a side note, it was kind of an epiphany in itself for me to realize that those are two different jobs. Since my oldest was born, I have always kind of thought of the two jobs as one thing: "I'm a wife-and-mother." But there is an important distinction between the two, and I realized it's a mistake for me to lump them together in my mind. My job as a wife is outwardly related to my job as mother (i.e. I do cooking, and laundy, and cleaning, etc for my husband AND for my kids) but they are two very different roles. I should not be lumping my husband in with "the kids" in my mind. I think it causes problems when I start to think of my marriage as PART of raising the kids - subconsciously I end up treating my husband like one of the kids and expecting that I can change his behavior or "teach" him the way I do the children. And that does NOT go over well, let me tell you! Any way....back to the main epiphany.
The only people I interact with on a regular basis are my husband and kids, and I was starting to feel pretty badly about this. Not because I don't love them or think being a wife and mother is important, but as if I were somehow failing in the "good Christian witness" category. When I was in school, I was able to argue in defense of Christianity, to witness to my teachers and fellow students. When I taught drama, I had a big influence in the lives of my students, their parents, and even the audiences who came to see the plays. I used to go to Bible studies at church, but with four little kids and husband who's always working, it just doesn't seem feasible. I feel like somehow I am holed up at home not doing "enough" for God. Should I be seeking out more opportunities? Should I go door to door Jehovah's Witness style, talking to my neighbors? (And who is going to watch my kids while I do that?)
But then as I started to write down my two callings - wife to Robert, and mother to my kids - the study asked me to write who would be affected by my witness and influence to them. And I started to think about it. It's not just 4 people who are being influenced when I teach my kids. It's THEIR spouses, THEIR kids, and EVERY SINGLE PERSON they will interact with in their lives. How will my children know how to raise THEIR children in the truth if I fail in my own responsibility?
And what about my husband? I often feel I work as hard, maybe even harder than him, at all the little things around the house, but my contributions don't count for much. I don't earn any money. I don't have any reputation among his clients or grow his business; heck, most people probably have no idea who I am, just that vague mention of "Robert's wife." But I began to see - or God began to show me - that if Robert and I are married, are "one flesh" like the Bible says, our contributions to the world and to His kingdom count as a team effort. I'm like the pit crew at a NASCAR event. Robert's the driver of the car. He's the one who crosses the finish line, who everyone sees and cheers for, with the name recognition and the glory. Nobody knows the names of the pit crew members, or really thinks about their contribution. (Okay, maybe a few crazy obsessed people do...but they have too much time on their hands!) But if there was no one to put gas in the car, to change the tires, to give the driver a drink, or check the...uh...pistons, or something (you see how much I know about NASCAR? It's cars. That go around in a circle. Like 400 times...that's all I know!)...anyway, without the support and maintenance of the pit crew, the driver would never be able to succeed.
Maybe my role isn't noticeable, or glamorous, or appreciated by the world or even sometimes the church. But every success that Robert achieves is MY success too. And I don't mean just in an earthy sense, but an eternal one. When he gains a good reputation for integrity, in part because he is able to come home and talk to me about how to stay honest in a cutthroat world, I get credit for that too. When he works as the chairman of the board for a Christian non-profit agency, while I have to stay home and feed the kids and put them to bed by myself, I am helping every person that his agency helps, too. Every person who sees my husband in the world and notices something different about him, that he is able to talk to or share with or influence for Christ - I am a part of that "ministry." (And vice versa - he gets credit for the things that I do here, like Bible study with the kids or teaching them their schoolwork, and yes, the diaper changing too! :-) Our family as a unit is a witness to the world, and Robert and I as a team are building Christ's Kingdom. It doesn't always seem like it - in fact, it doesn't OFTEN seem like it. It's very easy to get bogged down in the mundane, day-to-day cycle of cooking, cleaning, laundry, changing, bathing, teaching, etc. None of those things much feels like they matter at any given moment. I don't see a lot of forward progress through my daily efforts, but I think the mistake comes in thinking of it as "my job" and "my credit" vs. "his job" and "his credit." Both of us are working on the SAME thing, but from different angles. That's what teamwork means, right? Cause when Team Unser wins the Indy 500 (is that different from NASCAR? whatever...they're all racecars that go around in circles, right?), it is the whole team that shares in the win, and when Team Voss succeeds in God's calling for our lives, as business owners, and parents, and followers of Christ, well, we all win as Christ is glorified.
So I'd like to leave you with two cliches that are nevertheless true and wrap up my thoughts rather nicely:
Note - I wrote this post about two months ago and for some reason never quite finished/posted it. So the epiphany is a little less fresh but the thought is still good, so I figured I go ahead and post it anyway! Especially because I've been so busy (or lazy) that I haven't posted anything in ages...
On a side note, it was kind of an epiphany in itself for me to realize that those are two different jobs. Since my oldest was born, I have always kind of thought of the two jobs as one thing: "I'm a wife-and-mother." But there is an important distinction between the two, and I realized it's a mistake for me to lump them together in my mind. My job as a wife is outwardly related to my job as mother (i.e. I do cooking, and laundy, and cleaning, etc for my husband AND for my kids) but they are two very different roles. I should not be lumping my husband in with "the kids" in my mind. I think it causes problems when I start to think of my marriage as PART of raising the kids - subconsciously I end up treating my husband like one of the kids and expecting that I can change his behavior or "teach" him the way I do the children. And that does NOT go over well, let me tell you! Any way....back to the main epiphany.
The only people I interact with on a regular basis are my husband and kids, and I was starting to feel pretty badly about this. Not because I don't love them or think being a wife and mother is important, but as if I were somehow failing in the "good Christian witness" category. When I was in school, I was able to argue in defense of Christianity, to witness to my teachers and fellow students. When I taught drama, I had a big influence in the lives of my students, their parents, and even the audiences who came to see the plays. I used to go to Bible studies at church, but with four little kids and husband who's always working, it just doesn't seem feasible. I feel like somehow I am holed up at home not doing "enough" for God. Should I be seeking out more opportunities? Should I go door to door Jehovah's Witness style, talking to my neighbors? (And who is going to watch my kids while I do that?)
But then as I started to write down my two callings - wife to Robert, and mother to my kids - the study asked me to write who would be affected by my witness and influence to them. And I started to think about it. It's not just 4 people who are being influenced when I teach my kids. It's THEIR spouses, THEIR kids, and EVERY SINGLE PERSON they will interact with in their lives. How will my children know how to raise THEIR children in the truth if I fail in my own responsibility?
And what about my husband? I often feel I work as hard, maybe even harder than him, at all the little things around the house, but my contributions don't count for much. I don't earn any money. I don't have any reputation among his clients or grow his business; heck, most people probably have no idea who I am, just that vague mention of "Robert's wife." But I began to see - or God began to show me - that if Robert and I are married, are "one flesh" like the Bible says, our contributions to the world and to His kingdom count as a team effort. I'm like the pit crew at a NASCAR event. Robert's the driver of the car. He's the one who crosses the finish line, who everyone sees and cheers for, with the name recognition and the glory. Nobody knows the names of the pit crew members, or really thinks about their contribution. (Okay, maybe a few crazy obsessed people do...but they have too much time on their hands!) But if there was no one to put gas in the car, to change the tires, to give the driver a drink, or check the...uh...pistons, or something (you see how much I know about NASCAR? It's cars. That go around in a circle. Like 400 times...that's all I know!)...anyway, without the support and maintenance of the pit crew, the driver would never be able to succeed.
Maybe my role isn't noticeable, or glamorous, or appreciated by the world or even sometimes the church. But every success that Robert achieves is MY success too. And I don't mean just in an earthy sense, but an eternal one. When he gains a good reputation for integrity, in part because he is able to come home and talk to me about how to stay honest in a cutthroat world, I get credit for that too. When he works as the chairman of the board for a Christian non-profit agency, while I have to stay home and feed the kids and put them to bed by myself, I am helping every person that his agency helps, too. Every person who sees my husband in the world and notices something different about him, that he is able to talk to or share with or influence for Christ - I am a part of that "ministry." (And vice versa - he gets credit for the things that I do here, like Bible study with the kids or teaching them their schoolwork, and yes, the diaper changing too! :-) Our family as a unit is a witness to the world, and Robert and I as a team are building Christ's Kingdom. It doesn't always seem like it - in fact, it doesn't OFTEN seem like it. It's very easy to get bogged down in the mundane, day-to-day cycle of cooking, cleaning, laundry, changing, bathing, teaching, etc. None of those things much feels like they matter at any given moment. I don't see a lot of forward progress through my daily efforts, but I think the mistake comes in thinking of it as "my job" and "my credit" vs. "his job" and "his credit." Both of us are working on the SAME thing, but from different angles. That's what teamwork means, right? Cause when Team Unser wins the Indy 500 (is that different from NASCAR? whatever...they're all racecars that go around in circles, right?), it is the whole team that shares in the win, and when Team Voss succeeds in God's calling for our lives, as business owners, and parents, and followers of Christ, well, we all win as Christ is glorified.
So I'd like to leave you with two cliches that are nevertheless true and wrap up my thoughts rather nicely:
and
Note - I wrote this post about two months ago and for some reason never quite finished/posted it. So the epiphany is a little less fresh but the thought is still good, so I figured I go ahead and post it anyway! Especially because I've been so busy (or lazy) that I haven't posted anything in ages...
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Tradition!
My two youngest sisters are both doing Fiddler on the Roof with their at the end of the month - Lydia is playing Hodel, the middle sister, and Sophie is playing Grandma Tzeidel - so I have been hearing, and singing, the "Tradition!" song a lot these past few months! And with Easter tomorrow, I've been thinking about traditions, particularly for holidays, a good bit lately.
"Tradition! Tradition....Tradition."
For Saturday night before Easter, I am actually doing much better than normal, organization-wise! My house is mostly clean (we'll probably do a last minute pick up before bed). I have everyone's church clothes all laid out, with just a few socks to wash. Breakfast is already made and I just need to set the coffee pot to go off in the morning. I had all the kids' Easter baskets already bought and I filled them this afternoon while they napped! With just one last minute trip to Wal-Mart to buy Joseph some new dress shoes, since we discovered last minute that his don't fit anymore, we were ready. But when we got home I discovered the one thing I'd forgotten: the dye kit. I had hard-boiled the eggs but now I had nothing to dye them with. Normally, this would have sent me into a mild panic and rushing back to the grocery store for another last minute trip. I don't usually handle having my plans interrupted very well. ;-) (Yes, oldest child...what can I say?) But then I realized something. I don't HAVE to dye eggs this year.
Sounds silly, right? Of course I don't HAVE to. But you see, I come from a very tradition-driven family. We're not very organized, but we have LOTS of traditions. Like girls getting their ears pierced on their 13th birthday. Or boys going on a camping trip to Alaska with their dad and grandfather. Or my dad bringing ALL of the girls in his family chocolates on Valentine's Day (even since I've been married!;-)We had Easter baskets and Christmas stockings every year, even if they were thrown together at the very last minute. Every Good Friday we all go on a little day sightseeing trip as a family and usually a hike. And I love all of our traditions, so I've tried really hard to carry them all on with my own kids. But sometimes that can be a little overwhelming! Especially when you add in Robert's family's traditions too. And then you try to instigate your OWN new family traditions and...whew! Tradition overload!
I think traditions are nice as long as they are serving you, and not the other way around. When the tradition itself becomes more burden than blessing, it's time to let it go - at least for the moment! The great thing about holidays is that they are annual - there is always next year! There's something very freeing about realizing that you don't have to do it all...or all at once. Last fall we missed the State Fair AND the Balloon Fiesta, and I was a little bit sad until I realized - oh wait, we can always go next year! And the same is true of coloring Easter eggs with my kids. Is it fun? Absolutely! Would they get a kick out of it? Definitely! But Easter will happen next year, and we can always do it then.
Unless of course Jesus comes back before...in which case, I'm pretty sure whatever we're doing for Easter in heaven will be TONS more awesome that coloring eggs. ;-)
God bless you all tomorrow on this most joyful of all days - HE IS RISEN!!
"Death could not keep its prey, Jesus my Savior,
He tore the bars away, Jesus my Lord:
Up from the grave He arose
with a mighty triumph o'er His foes,
He arose a victor from the dark domain
And He lives forever, with his saints to reign:
He arose, He arose, Hallelujah, Christ arose!"
For Saturday night before Easter, I am actually doing much better than normal, organization-wise! My house is mostly clean (we'll probably do a last minute pick up before bed). I have everyone's church clothes all laid out, with just a few socks to wash. Breakfast is already made and I just need to set the coffee pot to go off in the morning. I had all the kids' Easter baskets already bought and I filled them this afternoon while they napped! With just one last minute trip to Wal-Mart to buy Joseph some new dress shoes, since we discovered last minute that his don't fit anymore, we were ready. But when we got home I discovered the one thing I'd forgotten: the dye kit. I had hard-boiled the eggs but now I had nothing to dye them with. Normally, this would have sent me into a mild panic and rushing back to the grocery store for another last minute trip. I don't usually handle having my plans interrupted very well. ;-) (Yes, oldest child...what can I say?) But then I realized something. I don't HAVE to dye eggs this year.
Sounds silly, right? Of course I don't HAVE to. But you see, I come from a very tradition-driven family. We're not very organized, but we have LOTS of traditions. Like girls getting their ears pierced on their 13th birthday. Or boys going on a camping trip to Alaska with their dad and grandfather. Or my dad bringing ALL of the girls in his family chocolates on Valentine's Day (even since I've been married!;-)We had Easter baskets and Christmas stockings every year, even if they were thrown together at the very last minute. Every Good Friday we all go on a little day sightseeing trip as a family and usually a hike. And I love all of our traditions, so I've tried really hard to carry them all on with my own kids. But sometimes that can be a little overwhelming! Especially when you add in Robert's family's traditions too. And then you try to instigate your OWN new family traditions and...whew! Tradition overload!
I think traditions are nice as long as they are serving you, and not the other way around. When the tradition itself becomes more burden than blessing, it's time to let it go - at least for the moment! The great thing about holidays is that they are annual - there is always next year! There's something very freeing about realizing that you don't have to do it all...or all at once. Last fall we missed the State Fair AND the Balloon Fiesta, and I was a little bit sad until I realized - oh wait, we can always go next year! And the same is true of coloring Easter eggs with my kids. Is it fun? Absolutely! Would they get a kick out of it? Definitely! But Easter will happen next year, and we can always do it then.
Unless of course Jesus comes back before...in which case, I'm pretty sure whatever we're doing for Easter in heaven will be TONS more awesome that coloring eggs. ;-)
God bless you all tomorrow on this most joyful of all days - HE IS RISEN!!
"Death could not keep its prey, Jesus my Savior,
He tore the bars away, Jesus my Lord:
Up from the grave He arose
with a mighty triumph o'er His foes,
He arose a victor from the dark domain
And He lives forever, with his saints to reign:
He arose, He arose, Hallelujah, Christ arose!"
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Random bits of Joseph-ness
Today's post is brought to you by my silly, wonderful, sensitive, loving, and intelligent 5 year old named Joseph. He's had a couple of particularly amusing quotes today that I just had to share.
- During his prayer at Bible this morning - "And please dear Lord, protect us from all the bad people who are trying to kill us..." (oookkayyy...not sure where the paranoia is coming from but glad he's going to right person for protection...)
- Later, while attempting to persuade him to do schoolwork (which is really unusual for him, because normally he loves doing school): "Please can we read a Bible story instead?"
Me: "How about we do some schoolwork and then read a Bible story?"
Joseph: "Bible is MORE IMPORTANT than schoolwork."
Me: "Well, yes, but you do need to do your schoolwork also. How about I read you
one Bible story for every page of schoolwork you do?"
Joseph: "Okay! Like a treat?"
Me: "Haha, yes. Exactly. I'm glad to know reading the Bible is treat for you."
Some kids get candy. Others get Bible stories. Gee, I could live with this kind of motivation!
Happy Snowy Tuesday, everyone!
P.S. Oh yes, and if you notice his hair is abnormally short - he attempted a self haircut and basically ended up with a giant bald spot right in the front. So Daddy had to shave his head. There was no other recourse. It's starting to grow back, thank goodness. He still looks a bit goofy, though.
- During his prayer at Bible this morning - "And please dear Lord, protect us from all the bad people who are trying to kill us..." (oookkayyy...not sure where the paranoia is coming from but glad he's going to right person for protection...)
- Later, while attempting to persuade him to do schoolwork (which is really unusual for him, because normally he loves doing school): "Please can we read a Bible story instead?"
Me: "How about we do some schoolwork and then read a Bible story?"
Joseph: "Bible is MORE IMPORTANT than schoolwork."
Me: "Well, yes, but you do need to do your schoolwork also. How about I read you
one Bible story for every page of schoolwork you do?"
Joseph: "Okay! Like a treat?"
Me: "Haha, yes. Exactly. I'm glad to know reading the Bible is treat for you."
Some kids get candy. Others get Bible stories. Gee, I could live with this kind of motivation!
Happy Snowy Tuesday, everyone!
P.S. Oh yes, and if you notice his hair is abnormally short - he attempted a self haircut and basically ended up with a giant bald spot right in the front. So Daddy had to shave his head. There was no other recourse. It's starting to grow back, thank goodness. He still looks a bit goofy, though.
Monday, April 2, 2012
Monday's Top 10: Things You Don't Want to Hear
The Top 10 Things You Never Want to Hear as a Mom
Someone snobby (aka my husband) pointed out I should be doing these in reverse order. You know, counting down FROM 10 TO 1. I guess that makes it more dramatic. And...suspenseful. Or something. Anyway...I will do it just to test if he actually reads my blog. (He doesn't. Do you, honey?)
10. The door of the refrigerator shutting.
9. The handle to the pantry being jiggled open.
8. Glass shattering.
7. The front door slamming.
6. "Mama! Do you know what Joseph/James/Gabs/Elora did?!"
5. "Sorry, Honey, I probably won't be home before bedtime."
4. The faint whimper that indicates the baby just woke up.
3. A loud "thunk" followed by screaming.
2. "EWWW! Ma-ma! There's poopies ________"
1. Absolute silence.
Someone snobby (aka my husband) pointed out I should be doing these in reverse order. You know, counting down FROM 10 TO 1. I guess that makes it more dramatic. And...suspenseful. Or something. Anyway...I will do it just to test if he actually reads my blog. (He doesn't. Do you, honey?)
10. The door of the refrigerator shutting.
9. The handle to the pantry being jiggled open.
8. Glass shattering.
7. The front door slamming.
6. "Mama! Do you know what Joseph/James/Gabs/Elora did?!"
5. "Sorry, Honey, I probably won't be home before bedtime."
4. The faint whimper that indicates the baby just woke up.
3. A loud "thunk" followed by screaming.
2. "EWWW! Ma-ma! There's poopies ________"
1. Absolute silence.
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