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111315: no kids, Pray for Paris

The kids had a homeschool group event in town, then I packed their little hineys up and away they went with Mawmaw for the weekend. 

   
 
Wes had a speaking engagement at night, with the following day as well, so we headed out to the burg. 

We got home later than we do with kids and I slept awesome knowing I was not going to be woken up by a little person with a Walkie talkie or a person needing help with their covers. 

It was fabulous. 

And then we saw the news. 

Paris. 

AK-47s.

Bombs. 

Multiple casualties. 

It’s so heartbreaking. It’s heartbreaking for the innocent people who were minding their own business and were chosen to be killed by these terrorist. 

It’s heart breaking that these terrorist feel that they need to kill others to make a statement. That is gut wrenching. Knowing there is a group out there with this capability, and their goal is to kill innocent people. That’s their goal! Pain and death. 

We need to pray. And we don’t need to just post on Facebook “Pray for Paris,” we needo actually get on our knees and come to the Father and pray for his people who are hurting and torn apart right now, be it the people who have lost loved ones, or the people causing the hurt. 

They are all broken at this point.

They all need Jesus at this point. 

#PrayForParis 

092215-092315: I don’t even feel bad about it

My kids are gone. Gone. And I don’t feel bad about it.

They are in good hands – the hand of their grandparents in Louisiana for a few days (5 to be truthful). And I’m enjoying the mess outta my break from them.

 

I love them so, no denying that. But they are 3 and 5. They are kids and they are exhausting. The last time I was away from BOTH of them for a while was… It was… You know what? Lets just move on from that and enjoy the quietness of my house. You hear that? That’s the sound of no one drawing on my mirror with eyeliner. That’s the sound of no one screaming because his sister sat in his chair. That’s the sound of… freedom.

Now by Sunday it’ll be the sound of pure sadness and I’ll be chomping the bit to get them back. But for now… I’m going to enjoy it and I’m not going to feel bad about it.

The past couple of days have been so much different now that I’m saying stuff like, “In Jesus name, you will start acting better.”  Not even kidding. I’m letting them know when they disappoint me with their misbehaving, that they are also disappointing Jesus. And they both already know that is not something they want to do. I’m not sure how Judah knows it… but he knows to take Jesus seriously.

Besides the few flare ups of our old ways… we’ve been having fun.

 Their last Parkk play date with our new homeschool group was cancelled because of rain, so we went to the library instead. They got the computer and were so excited. 


 

They played in the shop and worked on their stuff.. 
   
Lucy did her school work.

 

They waited patiently for breakfast.  

  

 
Lucy now knows how to take pictures, and understands that some memories need to be kept as pictures. Here are two of her best ones from the past few days.

 

Yes. Blurry turtle. My children love catching turtles and always cry when I make them release the critters. 

Poor Kirkley kids. 

I miss them already.