While I was gone with the boys, David fixed us a delicious brunch back home. After brunch, we headed off to an Easter egg hunt and potluck with some people from church, and that went very well. Jack and Thomas got a kick out of finding the hidden eggs (and sampling the candy inside, of course). The highlight of the potluck, though, was probably the baby goats that we got to see while we were there --

After the egg hunt (which obliterated nap and quiet time, yeow!), we got home and tried our best to keep the boys from self-destructing until bedtime. They had a great day, but were exhausted, cranky, and whiny by the end of it.
Today was Aftermath Monday, so I tried to get through the day with as much sanity intact as possible, but it's been rough. It always seems to take a few days for the boys to settle back into a normal routine after a Big Event, so I fully expect the first part of this week to be full of extra whining, crying, temper tantrums, etc. but I do hope tomorrow is a little easier. I find that my tolerance of the kids' misbehavior is decreasing as my tummy size increases -- I'm trying to be patient, but when Peter is squirming and doing crazy acrobatics inside, Thomas is grabbing at my leg and demanding over and over again "Help, PEAS!" or "All done, PEAS!" and then 2 milliseconds later "No all done, PEAS!" and Jack is saying "I want ____!" (after the millionith reminder to ask for things politely) or "I can't do ____ because my legs/arms/toes/you-name-it won't work", I feel like I'm going to lose what's left of my mind :). It's like there's not enough of me to go around. What was Bilbo Baggins' line in The Lord of the Rings -- something like "I feel thin, like butter spread over too much toast". I hear that. But, I have no doubt that these times are good for my soul, and when I have nothing left to give that's when I'm closest to Christ. It's my job to raise my kids to be disciples of Christ, but that process is a journey for me also, and I know I have my own, made-just-for-Kathy crosses that I'll have to carry along the way as I become a better discipl also. But boy, it can be HARD sometimes!
In other less profound (but exciting!) news, I made my own yogurt today!! I got the recipe last week and tried it out today, and it worked! Yogurt making might not rate too high on some people's excitement scale (I think David might have been underwhelmed), but we go through a lot of yogurt here. The boys love it plain, with berries, with granola, in smoothies, in popsicles, etc. and I like it, too. It's good for us, especially since I buy just the plain, no sweeteners or additives kind. But, it's expensive! I think it's about $3 for a quart of yogurt, and I usually buy about 2 quarts a week. Now I can make my own, for half as much! Milk is about $3 a gallon, and a gallon of milk will make about 2 quarts of yogurt. Now, if I can keep my pumpkin, watermelon, tomato, cucumber, and herb plants alive and healthy for a while, maybe I can actually see my grocery bill start to go down a little. God help us when we're feeding 3 teenage boys!!
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Awww!! I'm praying for you Beetah!!!
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