Well Ez is now at the tail end of his episode with chicken pox and we are excited to re-enter society as a family this weekend! Ez was pretty covered with spots but never acted sick at all, and they never seemed to even bother him. I think he’s got a pretty high pain tolerance and a very low tolerance for medicine, he didn’t want to complain or I’d give him something. We did manage to give him the tincture and the Borax baths which I guess could be the reason for the lack of itchiness. But, more than likely, God in His mercy helped us out:)
We spotted the first spot last Thursday and when he found out he was staying home from school, he immediately wanted to play Wii. I figured I’d better come up with a plan if he was going to be home and not even feel sick. So, I had him earn Wii minutes-for every minute he spent reading or writing (including writing numbers for math problems), he earns a minute of Wii time. Worked like a charm!
And, there continues to be a lot of SkipBo being played
I just had a beautiful moment with Marian and wanted to share. She is scared a lot, of really silly (in my opinion) things, walking down the hallway in the dark, sitting next to the couch (for fear of what’s under it), going down in the basement alone, etc. She has always been afraid of scary characters in movies and in books but it seems to be getting worse. We have been annoyed with this behavior as she won’t go to brush her teeth alone and she stomps running down the hallway as fast as she can from her bedroom while the boys are sleeping. We’ve tried a few things, very unsuccessfully (mostly involving chastising and making light of), as well as gently reminding her that God is always with her and there is no reason to fear. It’s always met with “I know, I just can’t help it”.
Yesterday I was reading my friend Julia’s blog, Mrs. Treehead (see my blog roll) and she had a great post about living out the gospel with your kids, the situation described is a bit different but has the same underlying idea. So, when faced again tonight with this fear, I was immediately frustrated, then God gave me the idea that this was a key teachable moment. I brought her back to the family room with my Bible. I reminded her that God was indeed always with her and shared a favorite verse of mine, John 14:27: Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid. That verse has a lot of significance to me over the past 13 years but last year I heard something new in it — Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid, it doesn’t say you don’t need to be afraid, it’s a command and direct order from Jesus. When looking at it in that context, we are sinning when we are fearful. I explained that to her, that she was in fact sinning with her fear, that she was in a sense saying “God, I don’t trust you to take care of me”, I wasn’t harsh and I explained to her that I was indeed fearful sometimes too and that we have to fight that fear with scripture. I told her about how many times in scripture he tells us not to be afraid, Isaiah 41:10 is a new favorite of mine (check it out, in ESV is my favorite translation for this verse). I was working with her to memorize this verse and, she started singing Deuteronomy 31:6 Be strong & courageous . . ., from VBS last year with a smile. Perfect, it’s amazing what scripture in little hearts can accomplish. I said, “Now, I’m going to hold your hand while we walk slowly down the hall to your bedroom and you can quietly (boys are sleeping) sing that verse/song”. She did it:) Thank you Lord for the gift of your perfect Word.
And, one of my favorite pictures of her from last summer . . .
The only bad thing about not working anymore is not having Nana D, our nanny, around anymore. She has beautifully taken care of our family for 5 1/2 years, since Ezra was 4 months old and before Tobin was ever thought of! Speaking of Tobin, when I told her I was pregnant with Tobin, she said she didn’t think she’d be able to handle a new baby/three kids. While I drove to work that morning, I called Kelly crying. Now, to my credit, we had been through about 8 childcare providers (none of them bad just always temporary) since Marian’s birth and we LOVED Deb and didn’t want to lose her. I was completely trusting in whatever God had in store but could hardly imagine myself being sane without working my little 9 hour a week job. It wasn’t more than a day that Deb decided we would try it out, I was overjoyed (I’m pretty sure Kelly was too-if only for my mental health). Of course, Deb (like us), can’t imagine our lives without Tobin and stuck it out.
When I excitedly told Marian that I was quitting my job, she immediately started crying – not exactly the reaction I was expecting! As I asked her what was wrong she blurted out “then we won’t get to see Nana D anymore”, “Oh, honey, she only lives a 1/2 mile away, we’ll still get to see her”.
As God’s perfect timing is always displayed, a few days after I decided to leave, my friend Anita sent a message to a bunch of people looking for a nanny for her brother-in-law. It all worked out and Deb started with their family the week after she ended with ours.
We will miss her . . .
This kid is something else. Yesterday, he was in quiet time. He wanted it in the Living Room so I slid the doors closed. It had been about 5 minutes and I heard the door sliding open-I went over to the door and he looks at me with huge, sad eyes (about to burst into tears), and in a slightly trembling voice he says “I feel lonely”-it was so sad & pathetic. So, of course, I picked him up and snuggled him — for a few minutes. We talked and decided on listening to some books on tape for quiet time, it seemed to work. What does a 4 year old know about being lonely anyway?
Today, he was taking forever to eat his lunch, “I can’t help it, I’m just too distracted by my calendar” (Kelly & the boys had been doing something with it in the morning and it was hanging where he could see it)
He used the word “appreciated” the other day-incorrectly and I can’t for the life of me remember what he meant but he sure isn’t afraid to try.
As we continue our quarantine status, we decided to have our own Superbowl Party. We made appetizers for dinner and ate in front of the TV to watch the first half of the game, since we never eat in front of the TV, this was quite novel for the kids. Ezra’s quote was “this is going to be the best party ever!”
the kids doing a conga line (after they heard we were having our own party)
Kel & Ez watched much of the 1st half
Tobin & Mari watched some while playing SkipBo