friday’s feelings

February 20, 2015 in Blessings, Blog, Family, Inspiration, Kids, Love, Marriage by lindsaymwright

**Originally titled, “Thursday’s Thoughts” but I forgot to schedule it to post…thus, “Friday’s Feelings.”  Lol..whoops.**

I’m sitting here at the kitchen table (my “office”), sitting criss-cross-applesauce, listening to Clara sing to herself as she colors (beautifully, she colors so beautifully).  The song is nondescript.  She makes up the words as she goes and the melody sounds something similar to Frozen’s “Let It Go” only with her own words added in.  Five minutes ago, I nursed Porter and laid him down in his bed for his morning nap.  He’s now babbling from his crib and saying “dadadadada” in the sweetest little voice.  Henry’s on my team and every time he hears Porter say “dada”, he quickly scolds him and says, “No.  Say Mama.  Maaaa-maaaaa.”  I like having people on my team.

It’s snowing.

Like legit snowing.

On Monday the weather people called for snow and all we got was 3 inches of slippery, horrific ice.  I had to cancel Trackstars because of it and that made me angry because exercise keeps me sane on “snow” days.  Now it’s snowing and they may have gotten it right.

I recently made the mistake of visiting a certain website that hates on bloggers.  I won’t link.  Reading angry words from dark, anonymous people = things I’d rather not do.  I have more to write on that….but not today.  Not on my snow day.

Today I wanted to type out all of the things that make me happy.  I’ll limit the list to twenty five but only because I still have chores I’d like to accomplish before Porter wakes up.  Sometimes (no ALL the time) writing out these blessings helps to change my perspective.  A great reminder that WE are in control of how we feel and not anyone else.

And today I feel awesome.

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Things that make me happy

A burn-your-tongue-off HOT cup of coffee.

Snow days.

Warm days.

Sweet conversations with Clara that start with her saying, “Mama, when we go to heaven…”

A good sweat.

A good cry.

Planning our trip to Colorado in May.

SLLLLEEEEEEEEP.

Raising my kids.

Homeschooling my kids.

A husband who can ROCK a man-bun.

The “explore” feature on Instagram.  #timesuck

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Burpees.  And squats.

Group texts with Janetha and Lauren.

Blend Retreat and all the amazing things that have come from it.

Eating all the cookies out of cookies n’ cream ice cream.

Porter’s chubby feet.

Living in a small town.

The therapy I get from swiffering my floor.

Clean sheets (I actually need to buy a new set – any suggestions?)

Comfy clothes and no bra.

Singing on the worship team.

The excitement and thrill that SMOOOOVIE night brings my kids.

Cheering for others.

I love all of those things and so much more.  How rich this life is.  How blessed we are.  Thank you, Father.

QUESTION:  Three things that make YOU happy!  GO!!!

splendid…lindsay

on the weekends we….

January 26, 2015 in Blessings, Blog, Family, Friends, Kids, Love, weekend by lindsaymwright

On the weekends we….

…play with new robots.

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..attend ribbon cuttings.

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…make the most of our time with dad.

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…make cookies for bible study.

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…then let mama lick the bowl clean (it’s what mamas do best).

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…track our steps! (11,000 for Saturday, 10,000 for Sunday – wootwoot! This is the Garmin Vivofit Fitness Band .)

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…spend an hour sweating with some really fun people.

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…drink a leisurely cup of coffee over pancakes.

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…feed our fish, Mert.

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…eat raw fish (which just seems weird after the Mert picture…).

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…take long walks with friends who also happen to be siblings.

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…celebrate a friend’s birthday with some tag football.

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…and spend LOTS of time in pajamas.

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It’s just what we do.

QUESTION:  One awesome thing YOU did this weekend?

splendid…lindsay

new year, same goals

January 2, 2015 in Blog, Family, Goals, Homeschooling, Kids, Love, Marriage, Motherhood by lindsaymwright

Welcome to 2015!

Are you ready for another year?  Did you make resolutions?

I welcome each new year with open arms.  You know that feeling you get when snow first falls and it’s perfect and untouched.  You don’t want for anything to mess up this perfect, white blanket, full of promises.  January has this feeling for me.  (Come February, the flawless utopia has turned into dirty snow with dog pee in it, but we won’t speak of such things today.)  No.  Today, I’m full of hope for this new year.  Like I’ve said before, my goal for this year is the same as any year – to BE PRESENT.   Specifically with my family.  (which in turn makes me hungry for more stillness with Jesus.  funny how that works.)

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You see, it’s so much easier (and more pleasurable) for me to go about my day, iPhone in hand, rushing my children from one thing to the next and never really take the time to sit down and TALK TO THEM.  To listen to them.  To watch them play, and then get down on the floor and play WITH them.  It’s far easier for me to let the TV babysit my kids for an hour while I have “ME TIME”.  For me to hurry them to Trackstars in the morning, set them up with a snack and get in a workout (again, FOR ME.) The Enemy makes life outside of the home addictive and alluring.  Because he doesn’t want to see our family succeed and flourish and he wants me to be distracted.  It is a constant battle – one that I WILL win – one that I’ve gotten so much better at.  Being present looks WAY better than it did two or three years ago…way, way better.

I know this about myself (and only about myself, as I do not presume to know what your calling is):

I am called to be a Stay-At-Home mom. 

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Now if you’re looking for a fight over who wins the “Who’s Better: Stay-at-home Moms or Working Moms”-battle, you won’t find it here.  I’m not even going there, as I don’t believe there is a battle.  All I know is ME and what works for US.  I will say that it is a struggle for me to be this woman that I’m called to be.  To sit and soak up this time, to engage my children at every chance, to be present in their lives, hour by hour – these things are, by nature, some of the hardest for me to do.….while at the same time being the ones that make me feel incredibly fulfilledTo be present requires much more than I am naturally willing to give.  But isn’t that the point in setting goals?  Stretching ourselves further so that we might become stronger.  Better.

The best versions of ourselves.

I like the sound of that.

What will 2015 hold for us?  I’m not sure but it’s gonna be great!

QUESTION:  Did you make a resolution??  What is it?

splendid…lindsay

the time henry hiked a mountain

December 31, 2014 in Blog, Christmas, Family, Kids by lindsaymwright

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If you’re a long time LL reader, you’ve surely seen this hike before.  Siler Bald.  It’s my very favorite.  Only 20 minutes away, an intermediate climb and the view at the top is seriously one of the best I’ve ever seen (and that counts Colorado hikes too so you know it’s good).  My family and I have hiked Siler Bald every Thanksgiving Day for the past 6 years….except for this past one.  It was pouring rain.  Waaa waaa.  I knew we just had to get up there soon and the day after Christmas proved to be the perfect time (what is it with the warm weather??).

Since we now have three kids and are outnumbered, Henry had to hike on his own.  Five miles on his own!!  It took us much (much) longer than usual but Henry’s little legs carried him up and down that mountain.  You should have seen his face at the top.  It was….perfect..and it goes down in the “proud mama book.”  There are times when my kids will do something like commit a Bible verse to memory or give a hug to someone who looks sad or pick up litter and throw it away and my heart will just burst and I can’t help but smile and SEE (really SEE) the people that they’ll become.  Kind, loving, strong, amazing people.  This hike, Henry’s spectacular feat, was one such time.  He planned for the hike, packing enough water and snacks for a 3-day journey.  He picked out his own hiking clothes, knowing that he’d need some longer socks and a jacket.  On the hike, he took the time to look around and examine all.the.things (which is probably why it took an hour longer).  He just did it right, ya know.  He knew it was a big deal.  And you better believe that Travis and I made it a SUPER big deal too.  That’s what you do.

He wants to do it again tomorrow.  With more snacks and more sitting-down-on-log breaks.

splendid…lindsay

merry christmas from mine to yours

December 25, 2014 in Blog, Christmas, Family, Kids by lindsaymwright

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MERRY CHRISTMAS from the Wrights!!!

splendid…lindsay

these kids….they’re learning

December 12, 2014 in Blog, Family, Homeschooling, Intentional Living, Kids, Motherhood by lindsaymwright

There are a million little pieces of white paper on my kitchen floor.

This gives me goosebumps.

If you know me, you know that floors are my thing.  My crazy comes out.  They must be clean.  I think every woman (person) has their own kind of crazy.  Maybe yours is that you can’t stand having dirty laundry or you can’t seem to filter the things that come out of your mouth or you have to sleep in a certain position or your whole day is off.  I don’t know.  I just know that floors are my thing and having a million teeny-tiny pieces of white paper on my kitchen floor gives me anxiety like no other.

Food pieces (or wet, mushy poop pieces) would be worse.  So today I’m thankful that it’s just paper.

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Clara is learning how to cut.

With big people scissors.

(That’s not a commentary on dwarfism.  Just adult scissors versus small child scissors.)

I drew some shapes on a piece of computer paper and I let her have at it, cutting them out.  The circle I drew came out looking more like a rectangle when she cut it but she’s only four and I don’t think they have any type of scissor-skill competitions at her age so we’re good.  ….For now.  I really should have given her the smaller scissors but I can’t seem to find them in our junk drawer right now.  There’s just too much junk in there (seriously I found a roll of pennies!  Who keeps rolls of coins in their house??  Me.).  I looked in the backup junk drawer and the scissors are lost.  This means I’ll put them on my grocery list, spend $6 picking out the pink pair of kid scissors (because Clara will insist – if they had a glitter pair, I’m sure we’d pick that one), then arrive home and the old $3 pair that I already had will pop out at me and scream, “Here I am!!  You ninny!  Now you own two pair of ridiculously small scissors!!  Ha!”

Story of my life….

Anyway, Clara is trying and she’s getting the hang of it.  I haven’t told you the story of our trip down to Cabbage Patch General Hospital (yes, there is such a place) or about how I tried my hardest to talk her into getting a doll that I’D actually like looking at or about how she quickly slapped that idea right out the window and picked one of the uglier babies at the hospital (when a mama knows, a mama knows) and named her, “Ayizabeth.”  The doll is laying on our living room floor right now, “playing” and “being SOOOOO good.”  “She doesn’t even cry, Mama!  She’s SOOOOO good.”

I smile.

Porter has learned to clap.

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And it’s the most precious thing in the world.  And he KNOWS he’s doing something monumental.  He just lights up with the biggest grin.  The way that children learn is just fascinating.  One day they just DO IT.  They just learn.  He’s also found his “pincher fingers.”  I’ve been waiting.  For a few weeks, it seemed like he might go his entire life just batting and swatting at the Cheerios in front of him (people would call him baseball-mitt hands – this is what I was envisioning) but luckily he just started pinching at things this week.  I think Henry gave him a lesson while I had my back turned (searching for the scissors).  Henry gets a star on his chart for that one.

Speaking of…

Henry is learning to how to put stickers on his chart.

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He has a reading chart.  One sticker for every book he reads.  He’s getting super sly about what he defines as a “book.”  It’s really funny to watch.  He’ll get a book and mentally cut it into chapters (even if there aren’t chapters) then call the individual chapters “books”.  I think I was distracted one day (yes, really) and said that he could put a sticker on for reading only a couple of pages of a book and since then he’s tried to pull one over on me every.single.time.  Like I said, it’s fun to watch.  And oh man, I get the proudest-mom smile when he chooses to read his Bible.  All by himself.  Like my heart just bursts and I want to go shower him in kisses and say “YES!  This is the BEST book!  And don’t you just love Psalms?!?!  Aren’t the poems just beautiful?!?!  And isn’t the story about Moses just the COOLEST!?!”  But I don’t.  Because I want him to want to read the Bible for himself and not because it pleases his mother so I sit back and watch and pray over the time he reads, praying that God will turn him into a sponge and he’ll soak up all the goodness that’s in that book.

So those are the things my kids are learning at the moment.

And those are the things that I am learning.  The mess, the sticker trickery, the joy of clapping.  I get to take a front seat to all of that.

And it’s good.

So, so good.

splendid…lindsay