This Is Kristin

My oldest son just got done with his winter school break, and by the end he and our middle son were constantly arguing with each other.  Our middle son, Aiden has always had the nickname “calm like a bomb,”  in our family.  He’s quiet and calm, until he can’t take it anymore and then explodes! 

Some of the arguments were hilarious… 

• It started with Blue singing as loudly as he can, “Rudolph the Red nosed Reindeer….”
• Then I hear, Aiden saying, “Bluey stop it!  Dogs don’t sing, Stop it stop it!!!!!” 
• Next I hear Blue humming loudly the tune of rudolph the red nosed reindeer… 
• Then I hear Aiden running down the hallway in tears, saying, “Mama, I’m a dog, pretending to sleep, and bluey’s keeping me pretend awake!”    

Another game they like to play is Kings and knights, who slay dragons.  My oldest always tries to get his little brother to play the servant.  One day I hear Aiden reaching his limit and yelling from their room, “I am not a servant, or a person who brings you anything!”  

*Tiny Talk Tuesday

~ Did you have siblings?  Can you remember things that you fought about?  

I heard about this the other day… 

Apparently airborne is simply an overpriced vitamin and not a “cure all” after all.  (read more) 

We’ve taken this for a couple of years, with other vitamins, so I can’t imagine how much money we’ve wasted on this!  

Now apparently, they are marketing this product more as a vitamin, and not a way to prevent getting sick, or curing a current cold.  

*Do you take Airborne?  

Last night I figured out how to make this mitten. My dad and husband were sucked into the football game, and my boys were busy tackling each other. I sat in the corner and played with the yarn, trying to figure out how to make something new.

First came a thumb warmer, then a bracelet. Then my slow brain, put the two together, and went, “hey I could probably figure out how to make a mitten!” I called out to the boys, “let me know when you are hungry!” And I dove into creative land, that can not be disturbed by wrestling boys, or men yelling at the football players on t.v.

When I am in this zone, my “mommy focus” sets in strongly, the boys sense that and make it their focus to distract me. Taking off their shirts and running around and around in circles… pinning a button on my pants…. sitting on my shoulders…. asking over and over, “is that for me?”

For sure now, I will make them some mittens! Now I just need some softer yarn!

Presenting… the most amazing bubble fro, I’ve seen yet.

I saw this the other day, and decided this would be such a great thing to do with the boys each year.

It is New Years interviews, with questions like, “What is your favorite color, food etc.?” and “If you could change your name, what would you change it to?” and “what are your wishes for this new year?” (The boys wanted to change their name to “Jackson,” and “Daddy”)

The boys also drew a self portrait.

I made a template in word, so I can re print it each year, and we can fill it out every January. I think it will be a fun thing to look back on in the years to come!

*Do you do any fun new years traditions?

*Wordless Wednesday.

I finished this (fat) book in a week. I always devour the Francine Rivers books, she’s an excellent writer.

This story however was hard to read. It made my stomach hurt at times, and sometimes just had to put it down. Last night, I’d made it to about 3/4’s of the way through. My husband fell asleep, and I read and read and read through the rest of the story, ending it at 1 am. By the end, I was completely sobbing.

What I loved most about this story, is (obviously) the story of redemption. I love how God, in the story, wove her story full circle, how she was able to help so many girls. The best part of the story was when she was able to rescue “Faith.” I sobbed and sobbed.

It was interesting to see God’s patience with her, and working on her little by little. The gentelness of it all was so sweet. The neighbors who became like sisters to her, and that sweet baby girl who softened her….. makes me want to read it all over again!

This was an really wonderful story.

*So lets talk about it… What was your favorite part? More thoughts?

Cooper’s hair grows straight forward, right into his eyes. It was getting too shaggy- see the before picture:

So, before church I set him up on the counter and proceeded to trim the bangs. I’m definitely not a professional hair stylist, and he ended up looking a tad like “Corky,” from “Waiting for Guffman.”

I still haven’t learned not to cut anyones hair. *Do you cut your family’s hair?

Blue dominated.