This Is Kristin

All Aiden.
~He has been calling me “sir,” lately. “Thank you sir, here you go sir…”
~We rented “Handy Manny,” and he calls it “Hanny Nanny.”
~While playing hide and seek, I overheard him counting, “one, two, three, cuatro, fourteen, twenty, five…”
~After I took his temperature, I said, “well It looks like you have a fever,” and he says, “can’t want a fever.”

All Blue:
~He’s been playing mountain climbing, putting on a backpack and climbing up the stairs. Yesterday we were headed out the door, and he didn’t have shoes on. “You need to go get your shoes on,” I said, and he replied, ” I can’t hike the mountain again, that takes days!”
~ We were in a store, and I couldn’t find him all of a sudden, (not so funny) I wandered around, and found him taking his blood pressure at the pharmacy. I told him, “don’t ever wander off by yourself, it’s dangerous.” He told me, “It’s not dangerous, it’s healthy, I was taking my pressure.”

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~This was a yummy dinner that was quick, along with a salad, it was plenty for me and the kids!

Broccoli Cheese Soup Potatoes

~Baked Potatoes, or microwaved
~Can of cream of broccoli cheese soup
~1/2 cup of milk
~green onions, or diced onions

*Heat soup and milk over stove, stir. Pour over baked potato top with onions!

… what happened when I thought my son was sleeping…. and he wasn’t……. and he found a pen.

“I paint objects as I think them, not as I see them.”
Pablo Picasso

I have been thinking lately how paintings are like windows in which you can see how others view the world, not necessarily how they see it with their eyes. Which led me to realize, how different perspectives can be on a same situation. How a circumstance can hold so many different sides to it. We feel different things, we view it from different angles and perspectives. That same event can look so many different ways to so many different people. People can assume the worst in others or they can assume the best. Our assumptions bleed into our perspective and then how we treat those people, things and situations. People see and do things differently, and knowing them, gives us a privilege to see things from their perspective, putting ourselves in “their shoes,” allows us to treat each other better.

Just a thought.

A storm hit my house last night, and the house shook and the fire alarm went off. I called my neighbor asking if my house looked on fire, or if we’d been struck by lighting. We are pretty sure it got pretty close to both our houses, because when it hit her house, her coffee grinder started on it’s own!
My two year old, who is very afraid of thunder, looked at me after the loud boom and fire alarm, and said through tears, “See, I told ya I was scared.” While my baby stayed sound asleep through all the comotion. I think lots of noise actually comforts him, since the level of noise in my house is usually pretty loud!

Things said throughout the week:

~My 5 year old said, while wrestling with a group of boys, “Every man against himself!”
~2 year old to 5 year old, “You can’t do that, it’s the law.”

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~It all started when I was sitting in church this evening with my friends, when a mouse scurried across the floor and ran under the door into the cafeteria! I slipped my feet up onto the rung of my chair, and scooted out of that room quickly at the end of the service.
After getting home, and tucking my kids into bed, I noticed that my bedroom door was shut, and I don’t ever shut that door. With my heart pounding, and calling my dog up next to me, I opened the door only a few inches until it stopped and wouldn’t open any more, without pushing with more effort. I freaked, and ran down the hall. When I finally convinced myself that no one could possibly be in there, not with my big scary dog in the house, I went and tried again, pushing harder. There were two big pillows behind the door, that must have fallen from the top of the laundry hamper where I’d set them.

Later, while sitting on my computer tonight, I heard what I thought was an owl, and as I investigated the rhythmic “hoo hoo,” sound, I actually thought, that one might be inside my house. I followed the sound, to my baby’s door, where he was simply cooing in his sleep. (it seriously sounded like an owl, not a baby…)
I guess my imagination must still be very active, if I can think these simple things are such big deals, but at least I always have a good laugh at myself at the end of the day.

~I received an update on one of the women with cancer, who had been told that she’d only had a few months left. Now after a recent trip to the doctor, they could only find cancer in one part of her body, and told her she’d have a year! I believe that God is working, giving her more time, or even working on healing her completely. Now she will be able to spend the holidays with her family, and her spirits are lifted.