The Peanut Butter Bandit

On a Sunday morning a couple of weeks back, the baby had woken up particularly early - I went to get her and met Hosanna in the hallway. She was going into her room. Our conversation went something like this:

Me: What are you doing?

Her: Going back to bed.

(I smelled peanut butter.)

Me: Have you been eating peanut butter?

(She hastily wiped her mouth with her fingers, as if I could see her lips in the near darkness.)

Her: Well, I didn't eat much dinner last night, so yeah, I was eating peanut butter.

Me: Go back to bed and be quiet.

I was laughing so hard. I had to remind myself to be quiet.

Awhile later, when we were all awake, I looked in the kitchen sink to see what she may have used to eat the peanut butter. I didn't see anything.

Me: Where's the spoon you used for the peanut butter?

Her: I put it back.

Me: Well, did you clean it off?

Her: Yeah...with my tongue.

(Of course, the obvious answer - why hadn't I thought of that?)

Still later, I was getting someone dressed and Hosanna came up to me.

Her: Mom, I gotta tell you something else, I think you're going to be mad. But I hope not.

Me: Ok, what is it?

(She brought her stuffed dog, Sally, over to me.)

Her: I got some peanut butter on Sally, it got on my arm and I wiped it on her. I hope you're not mad.

Me: Well, you'll have to clean her off.

Hours later, I was sitting in the dining room and Hosanna came and sat beside me.

Her: I need to tell you something. I didn't tell you what really happened to Sally.

Me: Ok. What happened?

Her: Well, I actually used her to wipe the spoon on. That's how she really got peanut butter on her.

And the truth came out.

All in all, it was quite the morning. At breakfast, Judah decided that he wanted Shiloh to sit closer to him and he pulled her high chair as close as he could. He was eating his Fruity Cheerios and she reached over, grabbed the bowl and dumped it all over him and the floor. Great.

Soon after, I was making oatmeal for Zoe, went to put in my usual cinnamon and the lid came off and I ended up with a whole pile in the bowl instead of the sprinklin' I was going for.

Thankfully, we pulled it together and got to church.

Sunday is by far the craziest day of the week for this family!

Seasonal Work

I believe the hiatus may be over...

I have been in thought lately...when my world is quiet enough to think. And it's possible that I WANT to get blogging again. Well, I actually have been -Crumbs and Chaos - but not about kids, family or our latest venture - homeschooling (!).

But to everything there is a season -

"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven"

Ecclesiastes 3:1

I believe we are finally settled. Transition is a challenge, especially with children, but we're to the place now where we're getting our groove back and the kids know what to expect.

At this moment, Hosanna and Judah are playing on the hill behind our house and Zoe is riding her 'bike' (tricycle) in the driveway, all while Shiloh is napping and the washing machine is vigorously spinning our clothes clean.

Oh, wait, as soon as I typed that, I had to explain to Judah if he hit anyone else with the stick he had he would be coming inside for the rest of the day, open a new box of chalk for writing in the driveway and then deny Judah entrance to the house because of the wet sand that now cakes his clean shoes. Good grief!

The spring and summer this year we had decisions to make and to take action based on what God put in our heart to do. Now that fall is here we are continuously looking to grow as a family and follow God's plan for our lives.

I, personally, would like to keep track of things this SEASON and share with you, especially as we have begun our homeschooling year and learning is an incredible thing.

More updates on the way soon!