My thoughts on New Years Resolutions…

I don’t often make them, because I prefer to think in terms of life style changes; adapting to things that I know will benefit me beyond the current year.

So here are a few of my past New Years Resolutions:
To have a baby when I was 38 weeks pregnant
To complete college as I was beginning the final semester of my final year
To become a wife with the wedding planned in May
…anyway you get the idea.


Happy New Year, May you be richly blessed.

Mom I am

I am mom
Mom I am

That Mom-I-am!
That Mom-I-am!
I do not like that Mom-I-am!

Do you like a three-year-old?
I do not like them, Mom-I-am.
Now you’ve been told,
I do not like a three-year-old.

Would you take them here or there?
I would not take them here or there.
I would not take them anywhere.
I do not like a three-year-old.
I do not like them, now you’ve been told.

Would you like one in your lap?
Would you like one with nap?

I do not like them in my lap.
I do not like them with a nap.
I do not like them here or there.
I do not like one anywhere.
I do not like a three-year-old.
I do not like them, now you’ve been told.

Would you take one on a dare?
Would you take one to the fair?
Not on a dare.
Not to the fair.
Not in my lap.
Not with a nap.
I would not take one here or there.
I would not take one anywhere.
I would not like a three-year-old
I do not like one, now you’ve been told.

Would you? Could you? To the store?
Take one! Take one!
They are sure not to bore!
I would not, could not, to the store.

You may enjoy one.
You will see.
You may enjoy one at the sea.

I would not, could not at the sea.
Not at the store. You let me be.

I do not like one on a dare.
I do not like one at the fair.
I do not like one in my lap.
I do not like one with a nap.
I do not take one here or there.
I do not take one anywhere.
I do not like a three-year-old
I do not like one, now you’ve been told.


A train! A train!
A train! A train!
Could you, would you, on a train?
Not on a train! Not at the sea!
Not to a store! Mom! Let me be!

I would not, could not, on a dare.
I could not, would not, to the fair.
I will not take one in my lap.
I will not take one with a nap.
I will not take one here or there.
I will not take one anywhere.
I do not like a three-year-old
I do not like one, now you’ve been told.

Say! To the park. Here at the park!
Would you, could you, to the park?
I would not, could not, in the park.

Would you, could you, in the rain?

I would not, could not, in the rain.
Not in the park. Not on a train.
Not to the store. Not at the sea.
I do not like one, Mom, you see.
Not in my lap. Not on a dare.
Not with a nap. Not to the fair.
I will not take one here or there.
I will not take one anywhere!

You do not like a three-year-old?
I do not like one, now you’ve been told.


Could you, would you, on a bike?
I would not, could not, on a bike!

Would you, could you, on a hike?

I could not, would not, on a bike.
I will not, will not, on a hike.
I will not take one in the rain.
I will not take one on a train.
Not in the park. Not at the sea!
Not to the store! You let me be!
I will not take one to the fair.
I will not take one on a dare.
I do not like one in my lap.
I do not like one with a nap.
I do like one here or there
I do no like one ANYWHERE!

I do not like a three-year-old!
I do not like one, now you’ve been told.

You do not like them.
So you say.
Take one! Take one!
And you may,
Take one and you may, I say.

Mom!
If you will let me be, I will take one.
You will see.

Say! I like this three-year-old!
I do! I like one, I am sold…
and I would take one on a hike.
And I would take one on a bike.
And I will take one in the rain.
And to the park. And on a train.
And to the store. And to the sea.
She is so good, so good, you see!
So I will take one to the fair.
And I will take one on a dare.
And I will take one in my lap.
And I will take one with a nap.
And I will take one here and there.
Say! I will take one ANYWHERE!
I do so like my three-year-old!
Thank you! Thank you, I am sold.

Thoughts...

Six little feet that run through these halls.
Six more feet that run on streets of gold.
Six pairs of feet.
Six sets of blessings
and mama loves them all.

Silent mentors

I have had several individuals that stepped into very important roles in my life. All of whom I am truly grateful for the sacrifices they made; the impact they had on the choices I continue to make is incomprehensible.

But today I want to focus to those individuals that have affected my life and didn’t even know it. The ones I admired from afar, watched with a careful eye, and surprisingly continue to emulate even today. I don’t want to, nor do I think I could call them out individually; although I can distinctly recall most of them some of them I didn’t even “know”. They were the ones whose mere observations made such impressions on my life; mother’s who attended our church, a woman at a train depot, the clerk behind the counter, a couple on the tandem around the lake. I bring this up because I am entering that point in my life…that moment when I begin to shift from the mentee to the mentor…I know people are always watching me and my reactions and I want to make sure that I am putting my best foot forward in every situation. To those individuals who unknowingly impacted my life…thanks. Thanks for making me aware, that I too can and will be a mentor in my every day life.

TMI, could be a very appropriate title.

Have I mentioned that I LOVE to multitask? This afternoon my husband peered into the bathroom, rolled his eyes and remarked as he walked away: “You could at least put the book down while you are wiping.”

Simply had to laugh

A new kid joined my daughter’s First grade class after Christmas break. His name is also Jordan. This makes it difficult for the teacher to know whose work is whose. The students were asked to write the first letter of their last name, but in the case both last names happen to begin with M; so each of them are forced to write the first two letters of their last name…now my daughter’s work comes home with Jordan Me in the name slot.

I once worked with a gal whose initials were ME. We often had to initial communications, if I noticed that ME was already written I would write me too! What makes this story even more interesting is that if she were to marry her current boyfriend, and take his last name, her initials would be MY. That is why when my daughter’s work started coming home with Jordan Me on them I simply had to laugh.

This is the way we communicate

Actual conversation

Josh: Are you coming outside?

Billi Jo: Why?

Josh: Cuz I thought I’d show you how to use the “new” snow blower.


Actual meaning of the conversation

Josh: I have something I want you to learn.

Billi Jo: Why?

Josh: Cuz you are now in charge of snow removal.

I guess after a six year maternity leave I should have expected this…bring on the snow!

Can anyone else relate?

When Modern Technology Messes with My Routine.

We have an automatic garage door opener and a remote that allows me to remain in the vehicle as I depart from the garage. Lazy. I know. But I do love this tool, because it feeds my desire to multitask (driving away while closing the garage door). However, there are certain periods throughout the year that this much appreciated task becomes a complete, and udder, chore. Times when I am forced to pull my vehicle out of the garage, put it into park, grab the remote, and stand in front of the garage door while it is closing to block the suns rays from interfering with the sensors. So much for multitasking! I suppose I could bring my coffee with me and take a few sips as I stand there to watch my shadow.

I’m Back.

After a much needed sabbatical, I have returned.

Thanks to all of those who “checked-in” while I was away.

I am not sure where to begin or what to say. But know that all is well and that:

Today marks the day that I will stop putting off until tomorrow!

Caption Challenge and the winner is…

“at least it’s not in my eyes”

Dillon I simply could not resist taking these photos of you. I just love the scrunched up faces that two-year-olds make when ‘smiling’ for a picture; the hair was merely an added bonus. I was at a loss as to how I should capture this memory, so I put out a Caption Challenge on my blog to get ideas. I clearly had to go with the one Grandma Wilson provided; it brought back so many memories of her telling me to “get that hair out of your eyes”.


Second installment of Caption Challenge...