Our Beautiful Dancing Girl

“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.  I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful.  I know that full well.” 
Psalm 139:13-14

“Then maidens will dance and be glad, young men and old as well. I will turn their mourning into gladness; I will give them comfort and joy instead of sorrow.” 
Jeremiah 31:13

“Let them praise His name in the dance: let them sing praises unto Him with the timbrel and harp.”  
Psalm 149:3

 
“They send forth their little ones like a flock, and their children dance.”  
Job 21:11

“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: … a time to dance and a time to laugh.” 
Ecclesiastes 3:1, parts of 3:4

God spoke to Mattie

When I pray with my kids at night, I always ask that they would learn to hear God’s voice and learn to obey it.  A few days ago…

Mattie, running into the kitchen: Mommy! Mommy! I just heard God’s voice! I heard Him talk to me!
Me: Oh really, what did He say?
Mattie: Well, I was supposed to be brushing my teeth but instead I was playing around and I heard Him say, “Brush your teeth! Focus. Do what you’re supposed to be doing!” So I was like [rolling eyes], “Okay, okay, okay already! I’ll do it!” so I brushed my teeth and now I’m done. I did what you told me to!


Happy Birthday, Mattie!

My little girl turned FIVE yesterday!  I just can’t believe it.  In some ways she is still so little… She still loves to snuggle, she still requires so much involvement in so many ways, she still wants to be carried around for Pete’s sake!  She is still very attached to her mama – no bonding issues there!  But then she seems so big at other times… she wants to do as much by herself as possible (or more).  She wants to do everything Jacob does.  She wants to do everything everyone does, for that matter.  And there is more opinion, sass, and drama in her thirty-eight pounds and forty-two inches than I would have thought humanly possible.  For real.  I have often said about her that “I have to wake up ready to face her” every day, and that about sums it up.  I have hope that there will be a time where there are fewer battles.  (If there won’t be, don’t tell me anytime soon.)  I also know that the spunk and stubbornness will glorify God one day… He has given her the strength to move mountains when the whole world is against her!
As challenging as Mattie is, she is also full of life.  She makes us laugh more than all the rest of us put together.  She is spunky, resilient, thoughtful, complimentary, forgiving, daring and helpful.  She does want to do the right thing, even though it often eludes her initially!  She is very creative and seems to have dancing in her bones.  Dancing truly seems to be her heartbeat.
She is also all about sparkles and glitter… the sparkly-er the better, as far as she’s concerned.  Here she is opening a pair of silver glitter shoes I got for her in a moment of insanity.  I got them because I know that she‘d love them.  I, however, think they are incredibly tacky!  But I’m fairly certain I’m going to see a lot of tacky in the days ahead, so I might as well get used to it.  It’s a battle I’m (often) willing to skip.
I fear we’ll see them every day.  (And I did not make her pose like that.  She still loves to dance!)  She is also very excited of late about all of the new hairstyles available now that her hair is longer.  (And now that I think about it, is complaining less about it not being blonde and straight.) 
She received her long awaited pillow-pet. The gift that has brought the most laughter thus far, though, is the whoopie cushion Jacob bought with his own money.  :)  He bought her that and some bubble bath, because he knows she keeps using up all of our shampoo in the tub when she’s not supposed to.
She wanted chocolate cake with pink icing.  We made the buttercream icing pink by cooking down raspberries and using the liquid to replace the milk in the recipe.  She was very pleased with it!  And I was excited to have a cake for her that she could eat until her heart’s content (because it was totally safe).

She also decided she wanted to decorate the cake herself!  Many of you know I am a woman who will never, ever fight someone over a job that involves anything in the kitchen (especially one as stressful as a birthday cake) so I was more than happy to pass this on to her!  No pressure for me and incredible pleasure for her!  She chose the toy set (we don’t buy cake toppers anymore, just small toy sets), frosted the cake and sprinkled it exactly how she wanted it.  She has also played hours with Rapunzel et al since she licked the icing off their feet.  :)

Happy FIFTH Birthday, Mattison Joy!!  I can’t imagine life without you in it, my girl who loves to wear princess dresses and dig for worms.  I’m so thankful God gave you to us!

Such a Perfect Representation

Mattie had the neighbor boy over the other day and they both love doing art projects, so I pulled one out for their snowy playdate.  These are all incomplete for various reasons, but I couldn’t resist showing you what happened.

I made this example as I was giving them some general directions:

Here is MacGregor’s painting:
Here is Mattie’s painting:

This is just a perfect example of life with Mattie.
She does not do anything as suggested.
As long as she thinks it’s pretty, it makes no difference what anyone else thinks.
And she is very much like a walking tornado, much like her snowman.

I’m just sayin’.

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If you’d like to complete this craft, you just paint the snowmen using marshmallows and the snowflakes using q-tips.  Then, the step I don’t have in the pictures because MacGregor took his home still wet and Mattie (no surprise) didn’t want to do it, you “dress” your snowman using markers or paints.

Kid Funnies (and a not so Funny)

We’ll go for the not so funny first:
Mattie gave us a good opportunity to be thankful for God’s protection on Wednesday.  I heard a big pop, buzz, and a breaker trip while we were heading out the door to go to piano lessons.  Went up to see what had happened and saw two of her “play” (but very real) house keys in the electrical outlet by her bed.  When she saw me she was quiet, but quickly fell apart with big tears wailing, “I’m so sorry, Mommy!!  I’m so sorry!”


The more I looked I noticed she actually melted 1/4″ off one of the keys! There was black all over her hand and the keys and rings had burn spots on them in 4 or 5 places… not to mention the black all over the outlet and the wall surrounding it.  The praise??  She actually (for once!) had shoes with rubber soles on that kept her safe.  I’m not much of a worrier, but it’s not fun to think about how badly she could have been hurt.  The keys had rings on them, so they touched each other forming a complete circuit. 


I actually wasn’t convinced enough that she would remember it. (Mattie is my repeat offender child for sure!) But when she saw the two feet of sparks when Robert tried to turn the breaker back on, I think that sealed the deal for her.  I sure hope it did anyway!

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Now for the funnies:
Robert gave Jacob a kiss one night while tucking him in.  Jacob said, “Quit, Dad!  Stop acting gay.”

The next night ~ 
Jacob:  Now don’t you start acting gay again…. Dad, what is gay anyway?
Robert:  Well you know.  You said it.
Jacob:  I know, but I just can’t understand it.  
Robert:  I know.  Some people think it’s okay.  They don’t think it’s sin or that God doesn’t want us to act that way.
Jacob:  Don’t they know that it will never work?
Robert (nervously):  What do you mean?
Jacob:  Well, if two men get married, there’s not going to be anyone there to do the housework, like cooking and cleaning.  That’ll never work.  Don’t they get that?  Now if two women got married, it would be okay because they know how to do that stuff.

Clearly it’s time for Robert to start doing some cooking and cleaning around here!!!

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The kids were going round and round with tongue twisters for several days at breakfast and lunch time.  One day, after many (very) unsuccessful attempts at Peter Piper picking a peck of pickled peppers… I heard Mattie say, “Here.  Let’s do this one!  If Peter Piper picked a tomato…”

A quick update on the Katie situation

Okay, I do realize that most of us live in reality, though my four year old quite often does not!  And since I let you all in on our emotional (imaginary) death a few weeks ago (and since several of you blessed friends have asked), I thought I’d let you know all is well!  Apparently the beast had eaten Katie, so when Prince Daddy (aka Robert) arrived and killed the beast, they found Katie in his stomach alive and well!  She joined us for a play date just this morning.