Hupdates. Alternate title: Dear blog, I have been having an affair with real life.

We had vacation bible school last week.  I was in charge of the story telling room, and built -in this order- a mountain top and a burning bush, Pharaoh’s palace, an Israelite village, the upper room in Jerusalem, and the Red Sea-parted.  (That reminds me of my favorite lyric in Love Shack, “Tiiiiiiin Roof—Rusted“.  Now whenever I say the Red Sea I sing it, “Reeeed Sea–Parted”. )  What was I talking about?  Oh yes, vacation bible school.  I would say I probably spent about 40 hours this past week either at church, or building sets at home.

The worst night would be the evening  I had my room all ready the night before, Israelite houses built and the blood (red paint) in place to teach about Passover, and my Grandma decided to help.  Oh, have I not mentioned yet that she was my helper?  She was my helper.   That night, she got to church way before me and “helped” by “cleaning” up my classroom.  And taking down the set.  And throwing away all of the pieces.   I just switched the lesson around and it was fine, the kids never knew the difference.  That same night she spilled an entire pitcher of red juice on the sisal rug in my classroom.   Who knew the blood of Christ could not be Oxycleaned?   Dear Lord, please forgive me for joking about Holy Communion, but seeing as how you know about the kind of week I had, I think you understand.

I was shaking I was so exhausted when I finally came home that last night, and we all slept late the next day.  The Son just loved VBS.  He has started wanting to say his own prayers at night since VBS began.  They all start “Dear God, Thank you for letting me ride on the big airplane, and for vacation, and the funny car, and the hotel in Pennsylvania,  and for vacation bible school, and church, and my trains, and for Herbie.”  They continue with just Thank You’s for several minutes.  So far he has not been thankful for his parents, but I really don’t care.  Hearing my two year old pray, on his own with no prompting is the best positive feedback I have gotten as a parent thus far.   Last night he fell asleep mid sentence.  “Thank you for that man who….”  “Is he asleep?” “I think so.”  We got up to leave, and he said “Amen.” and rolled over and went back to sleep.  That kid just melts my heart sometimes.

I had one day of rest and then it was on to the next thing, cleaning and decorating for 7daytrial’s virtual baby shower!  I cut out approximately 4 million circles to use in my polka dot theme, but it turned out really, really cute.  I will post pictures and tell you all about it soon.

Next up, I have to get on the ball with my MOPS responsibilities.  Oh, did I not tell you?  I have been asked to be on the steering committee for MOPS this year.  I am the fund raising person.  I have to mail out hundreds of letters this week begging for money from local businesses, all the while convincing them that I am not begging but giving them a great chance to advertise.   I am mostly praying that I raise enough–because even though our community has not been super hard hit by the recession, it still is not a good time to ask for money.  After that we have a huge fundraiser we do with a local photographer– local moms, EMAIL ME!  I still have some really cheap coupons left to get professional pictures of your kiddos.  Like ten bucks cheap.  The Neighbor?  I am saving one for you.

We also finally, FINALLY settled with the insurance company for The Husband’s wreck he had back in January.  We prayed a lot over this one, and felt like we were being told not  to be greedy and fight for more than they offered.  He is well, the car is fixed, and medical bills will be paid–it was not worth going to court for more.

Hmm.  What else?  Uncle D and his friend came to visit, that was nice.  Umm, oh, the monolithic swing set got blown over by another storm, and The Husband said a “daddy” word or seven.  The Son is going to have a Herbie themed third birthday, and believe it or not I am going to go low key for it since we will be leaving for vacation that same week.   We are just inviting family and his three bestest, his age exactly friends.  I did, however, find a real live Disney made Herbie to come and make an appearance.    He is going to FLIP out.

Yeah, that is pretty much it.  Sorry I have been neglecting my blog, but you know what?  Sometimes it is either that or neglect life, and I just can’t do that when I have such a nice one.   So, tell me, what has been going on with you internet?  You have been pretty quiet the last few weeks,  so comment! Tweet!  Go update your blogs!

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