Play Date

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Cheesy Egg Smiles

 

What better way than to start your day with cheesy eggs and Paw Patrol? None. There is no day that starts out better, according to Eddie. We go onto NickJr.com and he gets to pick the episode he wants to watch with breakfast, but only one. It’s nice to be able to make his brekky and have a nice hot steaming mug of “pick me up.” Today I decided to use my winter fox mug, probably my most favorite in my collection at the moment.

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It’s one of my most favorite things to do in the morning, pick from the collection. If you haven’t read my recent post, I am a mug hoarder, it’s my thang. Anyway, Daddy had to go to a doctor’s appointment today so I opted to have him drop Eddie and I off at the park for a play date. (I might sound awkward, but we call each other Mommy and Daddy, I love it.) Thankfully I was able to have enough time to get myself put together while I watch my daily vlog by Dr. Dray on YouTube. She is an interesting person of the sorts, I don’t know what my infatuation is with dermatology, veganism, and hanging out with her mother, but it’s different. I’m different. Different is good. 🙂

We gather the packed lunch and toss it in his Kion backpack and it’s off to the park for Eddie and I. I’m telling you, this child had a blast. We don’t get out that much because:

A. We only have one car in commission.

B. I don’t have a license, so yea, there’s that.

He ran for those stairs and down the slide he went, about fifteen times in a row. He ended up making a little gal pal there and would hold her hand as she walked down the stairs and helped her up after she went down the slide. He felt the absolute need to take care of her and it melted my heart and the Mom’s who was beside me telling me how much of a gentleman Eddie is. Oh Momma, if only you knew the real deal at home. I do have to say, I am completely blessed that we have such a wonderful child when it comes to being around other children. It’s like he is a whole different kid. Crazy, I know.

It was so nice to be able to sit and talk to other Moms. It’s nice to hear that I’m not the only one who can’t seem to pry the Kindle out of his hands or that he screams at the top of his lungs when you take away the ketchup bottle because he wants to just squeeze it into his mouth. I felt like I got to a literal breath of fresh air today. It was 58 degrees, which is chilly in Florida when there is wind whipping your face and the sun disappear and reappearing continually. It’s days like these that make me feel so appreciative of what I have and what makes my child happy.

Jonathan met us at the park after his appointment and we let him play for a little while longer. We had been there almost two hours by that time, so he was getting a really great play day in.

About a half hour went by and we told him he gets two more slides and then it’s home time. He didn’t fuss or throw a fit, I could tell he was exhausted. His little eyes were red and his cheeks wind whipped and beaming from ear to ear, we went home. We took our sweet husky, Rigby, for a walk and let him play on his swing set for a little while longer. I could tell he about had it.

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We all came inside and he stayed up for maybe another half hour, and by 5:30 he was out, and still out. Probably not the best thing considering it’s two hours later and I’m exhausted. Little man still needs a bath and we promised him we would make a cheese pizza for dinner. My lazy bum just wants to sit here and continue on but I know duty calls and I don’t want to make the tough decision of waking him. If I don’t now, I’ll be up all night and we can’t have a cranky Momma, not when Daddy goes back to work tomorrow. Oh the agony! I’ve enjoyed his company this past week.

All in all, great day. God blessed us in many ways and I’m just happy to be living this life with the people I love.

Keystone Habits

Romans 12:2(NIV) Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will. 

1. Stop conforming into the patterns of this world.

Easier said than done. We are only human and I know that I slip and fall into the endless void of a world that we live in. I am trying so hard to be a better version of myself and sometimes it feels impossible. Everything we are exposed to now a days is shocking and sometimes sickening to me. I think of Eddie growing up in such a technologically advanced world and what he will see, hear, feel, and it makes me cringe. I know there is a lot of good out there and implementing God’s word is the key. I feel I need to start working more with him on the grace of God’s will and what we need to do in this life to prepare ourselves for eternity. We need to be more complacent in our lives and remember that the afterlife is where we strive to be. This world is only temporary and there is so much we can’t even imagine that lies in wait for us.

2. Get caught up with “stuff.”

We do. We get caught up in our work, our schedules, our children, and everything in between. Material things. We accumulate so much “stuff” that we don’t even know why we have it or why we even bought it in the first place. Hi, my name is Betsy and I’m addicted to coffee mug hoarding. No joke. Every chance I get I will buy a mug off Amazon, or a clearance mug at Home Goods, or wherever I can get my “fix.” I just love them. Do I need over 100 mugs? No, I don’t, but it’s hard to stop something once you start. I should know. I’m a recovering alcoholic. Not proud, but honest. I want to stop getting caught up with certain things and let go of the chain that binds me. Think of all that money that could be going into Eddie’s college fund. I know I need to be happy and love myself first, but Eddie is my everything. You become a little more selfless when you have a child and I don’t regret that.

3.When we do wrong, we blame fault.

We are never the ones to blame when something goes wrong or we do something wrong. It’s the truth. We find every which way to make sure it doesn’t go against us. I didn’t mean to fly off that handle for a simple mistake my son or my husband made, it’s obviously my bipolar disorder. I didn’t mean to get a DUI, it’s the alcohol, it took over my body and mind. It’s the disease. I didn’t mean to say those hurtful words, I was just hurt myself and it just came out. Don’t you see? It’s so easy to just blame something to feel better about ourselves. I know I’ll blame again, but I want to try to own up to my faults and realize I did what I did because I made the decision. It’s a hard pill to swallow.

4. We live life with our heads down.

Don’t we? Constantly on our phones, laptops, computers, gadgets, toys, books, the list goes on. We live in such a privileged time that we don’t even want to go outside sometimes. We find the comfort of our homes and our things and that’s all we need. Children today don’t know the fun of climbing trees, riding bikes for miles, playing from sun up until Mom and Dad call us in for dinner. Our son loves his Kindle. I let him have it for educational purposes, a little fun at times, and I think I’m letting him be on it too much. He sometimes cries for his Kindle at night when he can’t sleep. It’s so hard to say no to that little face and a few times, I must admit, I’ve given in. I’m trying to keep it to a minimum and have him play with his toys or on his playground outside.

It seems like people try to avoid one another and aren’t as willing to help someone out, unless it’s for their own benefit. I know there are plenty out there that still do, but the more we live behind our computer screens, the more I feel we isolate ourselves. Just me? I didn’t think so. It makes me feel at my most comfortable self and it makes me want to be more of an outgoing person. I never really was, unless it was behind the bottle. I’ve always been the one who kept to herself at school, did extremely well, didn’t ask questions, and always looked to the ground. I still have a hard time looking others in the eyes. I never look up when I walk because for some reason I have this anxiety that makes me very nervous in public. Unless I pop a Klonopin to take the edge off, I am a nervous wreck and it makes me hard to take Eddie out in public. I freeze when he throws tantrums because I feel embarrassed that people see me as a bad parent. I need to start learning to not care what others think and just focus on what’s in front of me. I am a good Mom and I won’t let that one get to me.

(I tend to go on ranting tangents sometimes, so you must excuse my ADD as a writer.)

Keystone Habit–Worship every week, not just once in a while, it can be transforming.

2019, I’ll choose not to worship if ________________.
ex. sick/contagious, death, sleeping

Point is, there is no excuse not to worship every week. 52/52. I want to try my hardest to keep my Keystone Habit: GOD COMES FIRST. He should be what starts my everyday. He should be who I have in mind when I have a decision to make or how to handle my toddler because believe me, it can be ROUGH.

I took these key points from the sermon Pastor Greg taught today at SunCrest Christian Church. I have to watch them on my laptop because I don’t live in Indiana anymore, but he will always have one of the biggest impacts on my life. This is the church I grew up in and know and will love forever. It’s the church who honored my Grandfather, Eddie Gene Barnett, with a plaque under the flagpole of the first SunCrest individually standing. We started out in Lake Central High School and founded in September 1994. In my heart I will always be apart of that church.

Thank you for the message that inspired my post today, it warms my heart and brings happy tears to my eyes.

Just Another Marvel Monday…

Have you ever had Publix Peppermint Stick ice cream? I’m just sayin’, this stuff is highly addictive and loves the shape of those thighs.. I don’t know what level of “basic” I am, but I’m pretty sure it’s the “Peppermint Season” one. I’m like a level 100. So, let’s just say this is my absolutely favorite time of the year. Besides all the hustle and bustle of Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, I’m actually pretty chill. I’m cold, that’s what I mean, I’m cold.

As far as worrying about how I’m going to get Eddie super awesome new toys and all of that, as my husband loves to say, “We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.” Oh if only that were the truth, my love, if only.. I keep asking little man what he would like from Santa this year and I’m honestly getting nothing. I understand, he is only 3 and probably has no idea what there really is out there quite yet, but it’s always the excitement of “The List.”

I remember when I was younger and my Mom was always one of the home room Mom’s, (like super cool, right?) In Kindergarten I remember we had to color a big Santa head and the beard had those huge, bold long lines for us to fill in the top 3 things we wanted for Christmas. If I’m not mistaken, there are a couple things I could have possibly asked for. Those include; Teddy Ruxpin, Toby Terrier, Camp Site Barbie (I hated dolls and girly stuff, but I thought I’d give it the old..uh..Kindergarten try?) and probably a computer game of some sort, I believe Toy Story was all the rage at the time. Can you believe they are coming out with a 4th one Summer 2019, mind blown. Anyway, Mom came over to me and being the sweet and sensitive Mom she always is, wrote out my list for me. I know, spoiled then, spoiled now. The way I want to raise my boy. I want him to know, Mommy ain’t playin’, I’ve got you son! I won’t ever forget simple memories like that, only wishing I could go back and truly cherish them for as long as I could.

Dang you Peppermint ice cream, why did you do that? It’s those cool minty bites that just bring me back and it’s the best kind of back there is.

Before I head off to dreamland, I do want to interject how truly honored I am to have appreciated the work of Stan Lee. Spider-Man was one of the first Super Heros that I felt a connection to… Not as of late, I’m feeling like The Flash times 10 chasing Eddie around. I want to give my sincere respect to a man who did great things and lived his life doing what he enjoyed most, creating, and doing that until the day he passed at the ripe old age of 95. Uncle Ben’s got nothing on you buddy. To this day, Jonathan has your caricature hanging in our memorabilia room, signed by you. He was the first one to introduce me to comics and the amazing men and women who designed them. Thank you for your service.