Friday, August 1, 2014

Happy with my Magic Number

One of my friends just had a baby.  We went and visited her and her newest little in the hospital and for the first time EVER, holding a newborn didn't make me want a new one.

Maybe it is because we had had a particularly awesome day.

My three little Curly's had cleaned their rooms to the point where I could actually vacuum without me standing over them or yelling, I just got to praise them (2 beans in ALL the jars!).

They voluntarily played in our yard for 2 hours without coming in and out or begging me to push them on the swing again and again and again.  They blew bubbles and made up games and just had a great time.  Came in all grimy and starving just in time for lunch - WHICH THEY ACTUALLY ATE.

They got along during quiet time, doing worksheets to help prepare for school (which is coming up SO fast) and stayed there until I said they could be free.
Then we went to the ice cream park.  This park is huge and awesome, mostly because they can run everywhere and I can sit on a bench and crochet.  Which is what I did.

For over an hour, my three played together, following my guidance of ignoring the nasty-talking 5th graders who were running around.
As I sat and watched them play, I thanked God for my THREE.  With three, they have all learned to play with kids of varying age and skill levels without leaving anyone out.  They've learned to share and have to wait an "extra" turn out while the other two do something. They've learned sometimes kids who are playing alone don't really want to be alone, but sometimes they do.
(A new little girl showed up and Curly Girl was trying to make friends with her.  The girl finally said "would you please leave me alone, I'm trying to find my friends." I held my breath to see Curly Girl's response, she adores making new friends and is hurt when others won't play with her.  I shouldn't have worried. She turned to her brothers and said "She just wants some alone time, let's go." And moved along.)

Plus, I got really great pictures like this:
(Curly Boy was taking Not Curly to the "secret entrance" into the playset)

So yeah, that's probably why that new little baby didn't fill me with feelings of longing.  I've got three little perfects to fill me up right here.

Monday, June 30, 2014

10 Things I Need To Remember

Sometimes I need to remember....

1. This will be the only summer they are 6, 5, and 3.
2. 97 cents is an amazing deal on a beach ball that entertains them for hours.
2a. They will play with those expensive toys again soon.
3. Mud washes off with a little bit of soap and water.
4. Sand vacuums out of carpets when tracked in by little feet.
5. Catching bugs that creep me out is a good way to show how God gives us strength to face those fears...
5a. and learn about nature in a real hands-on way.
6. Oobleck is messy but not near as grossly messy as gak.
7. Those stained clothes will soon be outgrown.
8. Summer is definitely a shorter season than winter.
9. Late bedtimes just mean more memories
9a. and less time to wake me up at night!
10. This messy family is a dream come true during good times and bad!

Friday, May 9, 2014

Hans is NOT the Villian!

At Christmas my in-laws took my kids to see Frozen. At Spring Break, they bought my kids the DVD.

I won't lie, I love this movie. Olaf's summer serenade became my theme song as winter stretched on and on and on.

But there is something that as been bugging me, so Mr. Curly finally in exasperation said "Write a blog and get it off your chest!"


Being an avid Pinterest and (yes, sadly) tumblr follower, I've seen my fair share of Let It Go stuff.  That's fine.  But what really bothers me are the blogs and statements calling Hans the villain, and then saying he's bad at it because he doesn't have a villain song or die at the end.

The villain is much less obvious.  The villain is Elsa's depression and social anxiety.  Her parents did the best they could, they loved their daughter.  But she is dealing with a power that scares people, that scares her because it is so strong. And while the trolls warned them that fear would be her enemy, she couldn't fight that fear.

Hans admits in the epic love song 'Love is an open door" that he's been searching for his own place - he even gestures to the city around them as he says it. He admits to Anna that he was using her because Elsa was unapproachable, and that Elsa's powers were going to make things easier for him.
So yeah, he's not a nice guy. He's THIRTEENTH in line for the throne, he had brothers pretend he was invisible for 2 (or is it 3) years. Chances are, especially since when they throw him in the boat to send him home they say 'make sure his brothers know what he was up to", that his parents didn't have a lot of time for him.
But he did take care of Arendale when Elsa and Anna ran off. He knew what to do to care for people and make sure they were all ok and nothing was lost.

Back to Elsa's depression.  "Let It Go" is actually the villain song in this Disney movie. Paraphrasing "I've left a life behind - I'm too relived to grieve, buried it in the snow, but the cold never bothered me anyway" She absolutely does not care who she hurt, what happened when she left, she is SO DONE,  with hiding who she really is, SO DONE with pretending to be ok. She's tired of being scared, and she just doesn't care anymore. 
That's a problem. 

But the trolls - THE TROLLS - that nobody can figure out why they are there, what purpose they serve in the movie, are right again.  In "Little Bit of a Fixer-Upper" they say "people do bad things when they're mad or scared or stressed, but with a little bit of love...." and Anna figures it out.

Elsa doesn't realize how loved she is. When Anna sacrifices herself for Elsa (yes against Hans, give him a break, he was also scared of this girl who could freeze everything and thought he was saving Arendale from a monster. To be fair, everyone in town agreed with him.), Elsa FINALLY knows she's loved. She gets it.

And like in all Disney movies, true love conquers all. And like in recent Disney movies, our heroine doesn't get married right away. 

So Frozen does have a great lesson for us all - don't hide when you're suffering, let people love you, and don't be a jerk or we'll turn you over to 12 brothers.  Because despite how much I like Hans, yeah, he needed to be punched.


Wednesday, April 16, 2014

3 is the magic number... age... whatever

Oh three. You bring such joy through trials, and pain, and patience....

Not-Curly (Curly Baby as you began) I love you.  You're enthusiasm is endearing.  Your competitiveness is worrying and amazing.  You are full tilt no matter your decision, you do nothing by halves.  And while sometimes that causes disagreements, I know it is a strength you will need in life.  Growing up is hard, but you're doing a great job of it!
Keep your love of life.  Keep your love of cars. Keep believing that you know what is absolutely best for you, despite what people around you say.  Knowing your mind is powerful.
And now you're THREE!  My baby is gone, my toddler has ran, and my preschooler, who is SO READY for kindergarten (or maybe just to be in big school like sis and brother), has one more year at home.  I know it will be a year we never forget!  I pray for you too, Not-Curly, God's blessing and provision, and that you feel his hand on your shoulder all the days of your life.
 Bucky Bear is the ultimate friend, he even protects eyes from the camera's flash!

 Not-Curly insisted on being Larry-Boy for Halloween.  He was so proud of that costume!!

Running back to the sand box with a mini dump truck to fill it up again.  Nothing better than a day outside in camo-pants and matching sweatshirt!