What could these things possibly have in common......

Now seriously, what could they possibly have in common?

Just when you think that your child couldn't possibly do anything that would make you pee in your pants laughing................

He does it again.

On Monday night I went grocery shopping after school. They had soup on sale and since I am one to take advantage of a good bargain, I thought that I would load up. I personally despise chicken noodle soup, but my kids love it, so I decided to get about 6 cans.

When I got home that night I was so tired and put up the cold stuff and left out the cans of soup, etc. The next morning, I started to put everything away and didn't pay attention to what was there or not. A few minuts later, Mr. Man walks up and says "Here Mommie".

What could he possibly be handing me?

A can of soup.

But wait, it gets better.

Not just a can of soup, but an opened can of soup. This soup can had the new pop-top lid and somehow, he managed to open the can without it opening upward, so he didn't cut himself, but he had actually opened it!

He dumped some soup in his block container! Then he took the pop-top off! How he did it I will never know, but I do realize that he has some serious MacGyver skills.

Imagine my face when he brought all of this to me! Ya'll, I seriously could not contain myself!

He is so sweet, he wanted to share!

I really try to savor the moments like this....I know that all to soon they will be gone.

So what do these things have in common?

The ability to make me almost pee my pants laughing!

Blessings,

Kim

Comments..........

I have had a few people tell me that they didn't know how to comment on my blog. I thought that I would give a little "lesson" if you will. First of all, I love to get comments. It lets me know that you are reading the non-sense that I am writing, and who you are!

And please-
If you have a blog, please let me know! I love to check out new blogs!

If you have something that you would like to comment on, click on the "comments" button below (right after it says posted by Kim at (time). It will then take you to another screen. Then you would fill in the blanks.

Hopefully this will help :0)

Blessings,
Kim

We have a new family member.......

You know, there are many times where I realize that my actions are on the verge of total insanity....I know this. I have a few weaknesses in life that I have to really work on, so that they do not get the best of me.

I have a hard time driving by Krispy Kreme when the "hot now" sign is on.

I have a hard time passing up a good sale on bleach or other "antibacterial" items.

I really have an abnormal liking for Christmas decorations and have a hard time finding the right ones to go with my theme.

But there is one thing that I must confess gets me everytime......

"Hi, my name is Kim and I am a puppy-holic."

There, I said it!

I simply cannot pass up a cute, ball of fur.........puppy breath and all!!! (which really is one of my favorite things!)

So......................on Saturday, we went to find a pumpkin. On the way to school I have seen this pumpkin patch and thought that it would be fun to let everyone carve a pumpkin. I was praying for God to take my control issues away from me and to allow me to actually let the kids carve their own.

{GASP}

This may seem like a no-brainer for some of you, but for me, I am all about the decorations.......I especially like it when they are

perfect!

Okay, so I know that this means that my kids usually don't get to carve their own pumpkin or decorate the Christmas tree, but they look really good.

So, in my effort to allow them to be kids and have their own project that I didn't do myself help them with, we went to the pumpkin patch. When we pulled up, a lady met us and said that the pumpkins were actually not in very good shape and we should come back on Sunday.

We decided to go another way home, and my radar is always buzzing for items that we would love.

Off to the left in our local grocery store parking lot was a cage full of puppies!! I asked my wonderful husband to turn around so we could see what kind they were. Turns out they were just my kind!! AMAZING, huh?

I always love a bargain and these were the ultimate bargain..........FREE!!!!

We let the kids get out and see them and they fell in love with all of them! I knew that one might be attainable, but to ask for 10 dogs would just seriously be out of the question!

We looked for the perfect one and got her!

Can I introduce you to our precious new baby....................

LUCY LOU COGDILL!!

She was born on September 12, 2008, and she is about this big (see?) and weighs about as much as a bottle of shampoo. She has brown hair and blue eyes. She is so sweet and we love her already!

We look forward to a long life with Lucy. We have not had good luck with dogs since we have been living here.......sometimes people like to take things that don't belong to them. Our dog was one of them.

I will keep you posted on her progress, as I am sure that she is already the smartest puppy in the world! lol!

Blessings,

Kim

The big announcement.........

Okay ladies, we have all been there.

*Maybe

You are on the phone with someone that is: not a friend, not family, no one that you even know.
It is an important phone call....
When...........
Your precious baby announces that they have to go potty.

In your quietest voice you tell them to go.

Then you try to continue your conversation.

A few minutes pass and you hear "Mommie!!!!"

Of course you go running to see what exactly is going on.
You are in the bathroom with said child.

Then in all of his sweet glory, your precious offspring yells...............

"Mommie, I poo-poo'd"

Yeah! You say QUIETLY,
because after all, you are still on the phone.

Then he loudly proclaims........

"I poo-poo'd and it was SOOOOO BIG!!!!"

great, wonderful honey! As I lose every bit of dignity that I have with the flush of the toilet.

You know that the lady on the other end of the phone had to be chewing off her hand to not laugh at this carnival side show that we call "everyday life".

Have you been there?

Hopefully not.

Blessings,
Kim

Preparing for.....

When I first came to the church that I am at now, I remember someone saying (I can't remember who, but I thought it was profound, so I wrote it in the front of my Bible)

"God is preparing you for what He has prepared you for"

I love that.

I love that no matter what twists and turns that my life may make that it is all preparation for something that I am to do in this life. Something that my God has seen fit to ordain just for me!

My life has taken many unexpected paths, but I am thankful that I have faith in the fact that we are promised:

"Being confident of this very thing, that he who has begun a good work in you will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ." Philippians 1:6

"For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope." Jeremiah 29:11

I am so thankful for God's Word. It truly does give me hope, peace and the knowledge that I am a work in progress.....He is not done with me yet!

Blessings,
Kim

Happy birthday Mr. Man...........

Three years ago today my life was forever changed. Three years ago, God gave me a gift unlike anything that I had ever received, and will not ever get again. On this day, He gave me a son. For most people, a pregnancy is filled with 9 months of waiting on that precious baby and all that being pregnant brings.

I am not one of those people.

I was not given the ability to be a good pregnant person. It is not that I don't like being pregnant, it is just that I can't do it for very long.

I had Beatrice when I was 27 weeks pregnant.


I had Gertie when I was 34 weeks pregnant.


And not to be outdone, I had Mr. Man at 34 weeks also.


So if you look at it, I just got better with time and allowed them to bake a little longer.

With Mr. Man, I started having pre-term labor at 16 weeks. I had to get weekly progesterone shots to keep the bun in the oven til it was at least partially done.

I went on bed rest when I was about 20 weeks. Complete bed rest.

For the last 4 weeks of my pregnancy I was in the hospital.

Not fun, but of course it was just what I did for the sake of my baby's health.


During those 4 weeks-


I cried.......I had 2 other children at home that missed me and wanted me home.


I prayed......God really used this time for reflection and for a chance to have some serious alone time with me.


I watched t.v................alot.


I was more primped than ever before............just in case I would have the baby, I wanted to have clean hair and shaved legs!


I had been having contractions everyday, and I mean everyday since I had been at the hospital. On this particular day, I was emotionally spent. I was hurting so bad and just ready for all of this to be over so I could see my precious gift and get home to my other babies.


I almost begged my doctor to just take the baby............he wouldn't.

Then the contractions kept coming and wouldn't stop. He finally said yes!

I was taken into the delivery room and prepped for the birth of my baby.......words cannot express how excited I was for this moment to finally be here!

We didn't want to know the sex of the baby. We wanted to be surprised as we knew that this one would be our last.

Having 2 girls already, I was almost positive that I was destined to have another girl.

We instructed my OB to not tell us the sex of the baby, but to just hold it up and let us see for ourselves. (I had a c-section)

He held up this wrinkled little, tiny thing..............and it had boy parts!!

I knew that instant that everything would be different..............
and is it ever!!


He is nothing like his sisters. He looks just like Gertie when she was little, but that is where the similarities stop.





He is ALL boy.


ALL.


BOY.





As I am typing this, he is in my bathroom making "boy" noises and getting into everything that he possibly can.


I did not imagine that my world would change as much as it has, but I cannot imagine it not being filled with.........

spiderman toys,


balls and other sports equipment,


cars and the general noises that say a


boy lives here!


I am so thankful that God choose to give me this special gift. I know that He will use Mr. Man in a mighty way.

He is, after all going to be a University of Florida football player/Christian singer/Spiderman by night/preacher.


Not necessarily in that order.


Happy birthday Mr. Man!! I am thankful for you and all of the blessings that you bring to my life!

Blessings,

Kim

Somewhere in between.....

There is always something comforting about the familiar. Familiar faces, places and traditions. We like to know that there are some things that remain constant.

Like the old friend that we can call anytime.

Like that favorite pair of pajamas that are so comfy.

Like the restaurant that we go to have our favorite meal.

It is amazing how the familiar can be so welcoming.

But.

It can also become well,
familiar.

Let me explain my reasoning behind this profound theory.

I live about 15 minutes from where I grew up, in a different town. I love where I live now. I love everything about it. I love that the schools are absolutely wonderful, I love that my kids are happy here and I love that there is a sense of community.

Problem is, I am not part of it.

We went to a local restaurant here and as I looked around I saw no one that I knew. Now understand, I was not looking particulary fetching that night, so there was no real love loss there.

But as I looked around, I realized that if I were just 15 minutes west, I would know everyone.

Everything that we do revolves around our home town. We go to church there and we have family there. Since we spend so much time at church, it seems that we are in "the hometown" alot. But we live here.

It took some time for me to learn to love my hometown again. After I got married, I needed "new". We moved to another city about 20 minutes away. It was Heaven. I loved living there too. Unfortunately, we had to move back "home". I fought God hard on this one.

Hard. I did not want to move back.

Of course He won.

I kinda liked being anonymous in that big city where I had spent 5 years of my married life. I liked that the mall was right there, that there were MANY restaurants to choose from, and that we could choose to be involved.....or not.

Then, we moved back.

No longer did I have anonymity. Everyone knew who I was, and wanted to know my business.

Oh the joys of living in a small town.

Fast forward 2 different houses and another baby.

So, here I am 2 1/2 years living 15 minutes east of my home town, and I am once again anonymous. Although now, it kind of bothers me.

I long to be part of this community. I want to know who my kids are hanging out with and what their parents are like.

I have made a few friends here (parents of my kids friends).

I am not the person that I was in high school, and am not as "out there" as I once was. It has gotten hard for me to put myself out there.......I really have to make myself.

I am stuck in the "in between" right now. In a place that I love, but with no familiar ties.

I know that this is where we are supposed to be. God has placed us here for a reason. I am to be still until He lets me know that reason.

Until then, I will try to become a little more "not anonymous"!!

Blessings,
Kim

Of this I am sure.......

*Please take this post with a wink and a smile.

Do you ever wonder what your mansion in Heaven will be like?

I like to think that I will have enough room for me and all my angel friends, plenty of room for entertaining and the ability to snap my fingers and have a clean mansion. I know that all of the disciples will want to come and "hang" at my crib.

But the one thing that I pray I will have in my mansion is a

Krispy
Kreme.

Oh yeah, you know it!

I have said this forever and I know that God truly knows my heart and really will consider this for me.

Maybe.

But on the flip side.

Even though I can't stand the thought of what Hell may be like. I would like to think that I know of two things that will most certainly be there.

As part of the ongoing torture and punishment, I am most certain that everyone will be issued two things when they arrive.

Math books and pantyhose.

That's right, I believe that people in Hell will be doing Math and putting on pantyhose over and over and over and over and over and over again.

That would be enough torture for me.

I am convinced of this even more now as I am taking a math class as a pre-requisite for nursing.

I.
Hate.
Math.

As I am writing this, I am supposed to be studying for a test that I have today.

I feel rebellious.

So as I am trying to pass the word along, please pass it too.

Hell is forever and hot.
It has math and pantyhose.

Of this I am sure.

Have a great day!
Blessings,
Kim

*Disclaimer: Please understand that I DO NOT take Hell lightly. I fully understand that Hell is real, and that there is no light-hearted moments there. My sincere wish is that everyone that you know and love knows and has a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. This is meant to express my sincere hatred of both math and pantyhose, not to diminish the reality of Hell.*

Limits.....

Putting limits on God.

What does that phrase mean to you?

To me, it means that we are not putting full faith that God can do what He says He will.

We are saying that even though He created the Heavens and the Earth, that He cannot fix our simple lives. I would imagine that some of you are saying, "What, not me-I would never do that!" We do it without even realizing it. We do it without saying a word.

You know the times when you turn something over to God and then take it back? You know when things aren't answered in your time and you start the process of worry and fear?

That is putting limits on God.

I have been talking to my Sunday School class about not putting limits on God. I want to make sure that they understand some things that I didn't at their age. Oh, how I wish that I had the wisdom then that I have now.

I understand that alot of wisdom that I have acquired has been only through life experiences. I came to Christ at a later age than these girls have, and I want them to understand that they have a long time to live for Him. Through the growth in my life, God has shown me many wonderful lessons.

I have learned to be patient. (for the most part-lol!)
I have learned to have more compassion for others.
I have learned to be silent when needed.
I have learned that EVERYTHING is in God's timing, regardless of how I want it to be carried out.
I have learned NOT to put limits on God.

I say this because.......everytime we take control of a situation, we are saying that we feel we can handle it better, faster, or more to our liking.

When we lose faith, we are not allowing God to give us blessings or to allow Him to chastise us.

Although these moments are sometimes not easy, I wouldn't want to miss out on an opportunity for God to show who and what He truly is. I want to give Him room to shine. I don't want to cloud Him out.

We are going to have an opportunity to go on a mission trip over spring break next year. I have always wanted to go on such a trip and am excited to be able to go. The plan is to go to Haiti. I really can't tell you much about Haiti, as a matter of fact I couldn't even tell you where Haiti is!

I know, that is sad, but anyway.............I am super excited about going and would really appreciate your prayers for this journey. We are hoping to have a good group going and would like for some of the college and career to step outside their comfort zones. I know that this is a big trip and will be a little scary for some, but I truly believe that God will work out all issues that may arise.

I want to be able to see God work in a mighty way in Haiti.........well to be honest, I want to see God work in a mighty way in me. I love every opportunity that I have been given to learn more about Him. I am thankful for Godly leaders that I have in my life and for other Godly influences who try to steer me the right way when I have made poor choices.

My prayer for today is that I will always remember that God is in complete control and that He loves me so much! Much more than I deserve. I pray that when I feel God isn't working up to my standards, that He will give me the spiritual spanking that I need to make me realize once again that it is His timing.

I hope that you had a wonderful day at your church and grew even closer to our Lord and Savior!

Blessings,
Kim

What could be bloomin'?

You know, it was just last month that we all had the crud. Now it seems as though we all have another form of the crud, just not the strep kind. Apparently, something is bloomin' that is making all of our sinuses go crazy! It has really created some issues for Mr. Man who cannot blow his nose yet. I cannot remember when the girls first learned to blow their nose, but I am sure that it must be coming soon for Mr. Man. He looks so pitiful with his nose all red and his eyes pouring with water. He makes me feel so bad for him!

I must say that even when he is sick, he is so cute. I hope that everyone is having a great, non-sick day!

Blessings,

Kim