We all scream for ice cream............

On a beautiful spring night last week, we took the kids to DQ. For those of you who know me well, know that I have an obsessive love for ice cream, and I am happy to say that my kids share that love as well!

Chocolate dip cone, where have you been all my life?

Poor Ella, she can't enjoy the wonderful ice cream bliss, yet.

My oldest, he finished his in record time, he almost beat his mama!

Benjamin had to switch to a spoon, he doesn't quite have the licking technique down yet.

I love this boy! Makin momma proud!

Ok, my pictures are a little out of order, but I'm to lazy to fix them.

After their ice cream they had to throw "helicopters" that were all over the ground.

Ella had her ice cream, via breast milk, but I had to include her and her new found talent! She just loves that thumb!

I miss having a BFF.

I do not have a BFF, and I am sad about this. My dear sweet friend Sara was one of the closest friends I have ever had, but 3 years ago she moved, a long, long way away. For those of you who watch Grey's Anatomy, she was my person. It really sucks when your person moves away.

Today I had a very bad day, the kind of day where you need your person. You need them to listen, to be there to give a hug, to make you laugh, to take you to your favorite Thai restaurant, split some condom rolls with you, and talk until your jaw hurts. (Sara, if your reading this, when your back in town, we need to get some condom rolls) For those of you who are totally grossed out, that is just Sara's description for spring rolls, but it makes me laugh, that's why she is my person.

I guess I am just feeling sorry for myself tonight, but I really miss having a BFF.

Sara lacing me up in my wedding dress.

Sara and I

I miss you Sara, can't wait to see you in June!

Sticks and stones.

It never ceases to amaze me how much power ones words hold. We can lift each other up or tear someone down, all with the words we speak. With our mouth we can say things we shouldn’t, we hurt others, and then we pay the consequences for what we’ve said. Our words cannot be taken back after we’ve said them, we can only say that we are sorry and hope that we are forgiven.

Recently I was wounded by some words that were spoken to me. The words hurt for two reasons. First, they were just simply unkind things being spoken to me, second, they came from someone who is close to me, someone I love. (I just want to let everyone know, it was not my husband :))

The thing is, it took only seconds for those words to be spoken, but now they are seared into my heart, and its going to take a long time for me to forget them. I prayed about this last night, I felt the Lord prompting me to forgive, which I have, but even with the forgiveness, the hurt is still there. That nagging rawness of my heart, the hurt I am feeling has got me thinking about MY words, and how I speak to my loved ones.

I want to take something from this experience and turn it around and bring something positive out of it. I do not want to spew venom, I want to speak words of love and acceptance. Imagine if every time we opened out mouths we spoke words that were laced with healing, edification, encouragement, comfort, wisdom, love and truth. The bible talks about that in Philippians 4:8, we are supposed to think about things that are true, noble, just, pure, lovely, of good report, virtuous, and praiseworthy.

That is what I want, that is the kind of legacy I want to leave my children. A legacy of love, encouragement, wisdom, and truth. A legacy of kind and uplifting words.

I will leave you all with a quote from Nathaniel Hawthorne.

"Words- so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become, in the hands of one who knows how to combine them!"

Complaints are for the birds.

Last night as I was getting ready for bed, I was talking with the Lord, and I committed to Him to not complain about ANYTHING today. Nothing, nada, not one little thing. You see I have noticed that lately whenever something goes wrong, when I have a problem, or am just plain annoyed, I pick up my phone and call my husband, my friend, or my mom and I gripe and complain about it. The thing is, whenever these problems, annoyances, situations or occurrences happen, there is only One that I should be seeking, only One I should talk to, and that's Jesus. I need to seek Him in every circumstance, now matter how small. When the kids are driving me mad, I need to talk to Jesus, when the basement leaks and all the clothes get wet, I need to talk to Jesus, when the guy at Sonic is driving me crazy and won't stop talking, won't give me my Diet Coke, all the while Ella is screaming her stinkin head off, I need to talk to Jesus.

You see, when I don't talk to Jesus, I am not very nice. I say things I shouldn't, I snap at my husband, I yell at my kids, I frown a lot. I don't like who I am when God and I aren't tight, and we can't be tight unless I'm talking to Him everyday!

So, today I've had some things come my way that I usually would have compained about, but not today, today I'm talking to Jesus. And you know what, its been a pretty great day!

Here's some pictures of my kids, just because I think all posts should have something you can look at!