My Redeemer Lives

I know my Redeemer lives because he brought me back.
As you may have read in my last post, I was a little down last week. I am not really sure what was going on..."Winter Blues" maybe. Anyway with a lot of Jesus Therapy and the listening ears and wonderful words of my two sisters, Praise the Lord I am BACK, BETTER AND MORE FABULOUS THAN EVER!
As I was talking to my sister Tiffany one day about my "Blues", I realized how embarrassed I am about my issues because I think that I should be Superwoman I try to hide my sadness/issues under a mask. I know now that it is normal and alright to not be happy all that time and I am not the only "Normal" person that deals with the "Blues". Thank you all for your prayers.

On another note: Is Christmas really a few days away? Does anyone think the older you get the faster Christmas comes and goes? Maybe I feel this way because I know that this may be the last year the I will be able to CONVINCE my ten year old son that I AM NOT SANTA CLAUS. :(
He and I were playing Basketball this evening and he proceeds to tell me that one of his little "PUNK" classmates told him today that he was a retard if he believed in Santa...That boy doesn't know but I will so make him think RETARD! MY BABY, A RETARD...PLEASE HOLD ME BACK LORD...THAT BOY GONE MAKE ME LOSE MY CHRISTIAN. Anyway, sorry I got a little off...so I tell him, "Honey, I don't know what is wrong with your little friend but wouldn't Christmas be so sad without believing in Santa?" My son's reply, "If you ask me he is the retard because there is no way that you and Daddy could afford to buy me all the stuff Santa is bringing me this year." My reply you ask… :O I just dropped my jaw, afraid to speak.

My two year old is going stir crazy because it has been too cold to get out. But he is so creative; he always finds new and exciting things to do, especially when I am not looking. Ahh yes, my eventful little toddler, yesterday he had his own private food fight in my living room with yogurt. From his highchair he managed to turn the living room walls, rug and furniture into a polka dot oasis. I of course would not let this get the best of me because I just got my sanity back, so I let my dog come clean most of it and found that she (the dog) loves peach yogurt. My angelic little toddler has also discovered how extremely cool it is to spit EVERYWHERE, ANYTHING! After our sweet dog and I cleaned up yogurt we proceeded to the bedroom where the little angel made a small Apple Juice Pond, yes on the carpet. Just my luck, my dog likes apple juice too. The little angel took is discipline with strange excitement, does anyone have a child that actually enjoys Time-Out? As I was cleaning what the dog left behind, the precious baby got a WHOLE roll of ribbon, wrapped it around his entire body and didn't understand why I wouldn't allow him to keep it. Long story short, he went back to Time-Out and while standing in the corner, he turns to me and says, "Mommy, I tied (tired), Mommy, I u tweet boy, torry (Sorry).” I totally melted. I immediately took him from the corner and breathed every moment of him in. Just when I think he is going to be my death, I see that he gives me so much life and joy.
Until next time, tell those you love, "I LOVE YOU", don't ever let the moment pass you by.