Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways
acknowledge him,and he will make your paths straight. Proverbs 3:5-6

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Just a Fun Day

It was just a fun day.  That's all there was to it.  It began with a quick stop at David's Bridal for Sissy's dress fitting, followed by a trip to Lowe's (looking for something to build a homemade desk area with), to a yummy lunch at Howard's BBQ.  We had to taste-test the food as an option for Sissy's wedding.  It was quite doable I believe.  We left there and Caleb had the grand idea of spending some time at the aquarium.  After a bit of begging we decided we would go.  We have a family membership afterall with entrance and parking fee's being paid.  How can you say no?  Besides, in home school we had recently studied turtle for the letter "T" and octopus (and otter) for the letter "O" so what better place to reinforce that than the Texas State Aquarium? 

Caleb likes to go through TSA in a rush.  So, usually we're done after about an hour or so.  This trip was no different regarding the rushing.  But, we did stay a little longer than usual.  Maybe since he's bigger he's taking in more on the trip.  I don't know but we sure enjoyed ourselves.

Every trip involves a measurement at the Bird Exhibit.  They have a board you stand next to and spread out your arms.  It then tells you the wing span you have and what bird you would be based on that length.  It's fun to see how much he's grown from the first trip til now.  It would involve a research of our pictures to find out our starting point....Maybe another day.  Here's today's measurements though.  At this time he has approximately a 3.5 foot wing span placing him right between a red tailed hawk and a great horned owl.

With our recent study of turtles it seemed befitting to take a picture in front of this cool turtle statue.  The real turtles were huge and beautiful to look at but they really didn't stay in one place long enough to acquire a decent picture.  This one turned out awesome and I'm pleased with it.

We met a neat family while in front of this turtle statue.  If my memory serves me correctly they were visiting from Nebraska. (Or maybe it was Arkansas...oh well, that's my memory for ya.)  They were farmers and when they left home it was 15 degrees outside.  I'm sure they were enjoying the warm South Texas day.  They offered to take our picture if we would take their's.  They wanted the Lexington in the background.  They were a rather big family and it was nice to meet them, if only for a few minutes in passing.

We always stop to look at the sting ray pool.  It is set up in a way that you can reach in and pet them if you'd like.  I've never really felt the need to stick my hand in the water and try to pet them.  Am I a chicken?  Not really.  At least I don't think so.  I just don't like the stinky smell of the water.  And, until today, neither had Caleb. I have to say having daddy along for the ride helped Caleb be more adventurous.  He touched them.  Not once, but several times and was pretty excited about it too.   My pictures are poor though.  My simple camera cannot catch those movement shots very well.  But, you get the idea anyway.
I have to say our favorite part of THIS trip to the TSA had to be the otters.  Well, it was only one otter really.  Not sure where the other's were as the TSA has 3 of them.  But, only one was out to spend time with visitors today.  Now, we've been to the aquarium so many times I cannot even count anymore.  Memberships are wonderful and save you so much money.  We definitely take advantage of our membership.  But, the point is, in all the times we've been to the TSA, I've never witnessed such friendly otters.  One side of the tank is a glass wall and you can watch the otter swimming under water, back and forth.  There is a decorative ledge about a foot wide or so.  Well, Caleb decided to run back and forth along that ledge.  He was just being a little boy at first, but we noticed the otter was swimming back and forth with him.  I have to admit, at first glance I really just thought it was coincidence.  But, after a couple of trips, I realized the otter was indeed "playing" with Caleb.   I truly wish I'd thought to turn the video on on my phone.  Hindsight and all that jazz I guess.  It was precious though.  Caleb would run back and forth.  If he stopped, the otter stopped also.  But, he didn't just stop, he would paw at the glass and swim up and down vertically trying to get Caleb to run again.  Then Caleb would run and the otter would take off after him.  Every time Caleb stopped, the otter would entice him to continue playing.  It was so funny and within minutes a crowd developed around us and you could hear people making comments like, "look Susie, the otter is playing with that little boy."  This by far has to be one of my most favorite TSA memories.  Regretfully, no great pictures to share, but this is a water spotted picture of the otter.

Everyone knows what this guy is.  A shark.  I must admit I've never been this close to the glass when one of them swum by.  Isn't he the ugliest thing?  I am so glad there was glass between us.  The picture does not do it justice, but the teeth. Ugh!  So many and snarly.  Ick!

And if a few hours at the TSA were not "punishment" enough.  Johnny asked if there were any movies playing.  We were passing through the small town of Portland on our way home and they have a decent theater to view movies.  So, we detoured to check out what was playing.  We saw "Yogi Bear" on the list and chose to give that a try. 

Now, I must tell you, I don't go to a lot of movies, but I try to catch all the kid appropriate one's with Caleb.  It was child friendly, but I have to admit it was a little bit on the cheesy side.  Yogi Bear lovers, my apologies.  The whole storyline was a stretch.  BUT, if you can just put that aside and revert back to your childhood and remember watching all the silly cartoons you'll be fine.  "Hey Ranger!"  It definitely brought back memories.  And was a silly end to a very fun, family day. 

Definitely a blessing to have been able to spend the time with two of my guys.

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Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Time for a Facelift!

No.  Not me.  No face lifts for this girl!   But, we only have 3 bedrooms in our home and as a result, Caleb sort of got lost when room assignments were given out.  When he was a baby it wasn't a big deal.  He stayed in his crib in our room.  That was easier for us when we got up with him at night.  He was always an "in my own bed" sleeper until he was about  1 1/2  - 2 years old.  Around that time he started sleeping in our bed with us.  I've "been there, done that" with two of my other children and insisted I would not find myself in this position again.  Well, much to my dismay, here we are.   I'm not proud of it, but it is what it is.  There's no getting around the truth and I take great satisfaction in knowing that there are many others out there just like us.  Honestly, that helps keep me from feeling embarrassed around the rest of you who have never found yourself in this position. 

For various reasons, it wasn't possible to put Caleb in a room with Sissy, or with Randy.  The age differences or I didn't want them to be disturbed when they had to go to school the next day by his waking up crying at night, etc, etc....There are an assortment of reasons and none really worth getting into.  Most recently though, Sissy moved out and it became quite obvious that our bedroom situation finally had a solution.

Busy schedules have kept us from making progress on this project before now, but Johnny took a week off from work and first on the list was painting Caleb's room.  We wanted to get it just right for him.  Maybe if we did, he would actually WANT to sleep in there and the transition wouldn't be as complicated as we figured it was going to be. 

I always enjoy working on these types of projects with Johnny.  He and I get in sync and things get done.  This was not an easy undertaking even though we both hoped it would go more quickly than it did.   We were basically starting with a green room.  Yes.  Bright, lime green.  Sissy's favorite color.  So that had to go.  What little boy would enjoy himself in a lime green bedroom after all?

All kids love the notion of painting.  Why is that so intriguing? To dip a brush or roller into a can and smear the color on the wall.  To most adults, it's a chore that we have to get through.  To kids, it's a fun thing that brings much anticipation for the first brush stroke to take place.  What they don't understand is all the preparation that has to be done first.  Taping around the windows and all the trim, oh my.  Not fun, but necessary.  So much has to be done before you can even brush on the first stroke of paint.

Caleb was no exception.  He waited as patiently as possible to be able to help paint.  Only asking, oh, maybe a hundred times if he could paint yet.  The moment was approaching, but we weren't QUITE ready for him to attack the wall.  We asked him to wait, just a bit more.  We were almost ready afterall....

In a child's way of thinking and completely innocent of having ever heard or used an old saying most of us are quite familiar with, he lays sprawled out on the floor, the appearance of total dejection and says, "I guess I'll just lay here and watch the paint dry," followed by a HUGE sigh...

I myself was completely focused on the section of wall in front of me and had to hear the repeat, but it was in no way any less funny.  Johnny and I could not resist a chuckle....We did our best to hustle and get a small paint roller in his hand.  He was quite pleased and of course only lasted about ten minutes before he was tired and needed a break...

Hee hee....All that anticipation and excitement and it didn't take the little guy very long at all to realize all that "fun" we were having without him was really WORK. 

Here are a few photo's of the progression of his room.  We're not done, of course.  We still have to bring Lightening McQueen into the room.  For now Caleb's says, "it looks pretty awesome."

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Thursday, December 23, 2010

To Bless or Be Blessed??

Today was a special day.  A few of us from church did something we try to do at this time every year and that is go Christmas caroling to shut-ins.  It started as a home school group event, but spread out to include church members.  Caleb and I missed last year due to some reason or another, but I was determined we would not miss out this year.

Some folks were sick, so the group was a little small this year.  That did not mean that we would not be able to bless others.  Big or small, we can surely bring some smiles to a few faces.  Two adults and five kids piled into my suburban.  First stop was Mrs. S.  She claimed to have had her 90th birthday this year.  We sang a few songs, admired her Christmas decorations, offered hugs and went on our way.  Not before giving her a couple of our goodie bags we'd prepared ahead of time.

Next stop, was Mr. P.  A soft spoken gentlemen, assuredly feeling some sadness this Christmas as he claimed he'd lost his wife since the caroling visit last year.  He smiled sweetly as we sang, made a bit of small talk afterwards and graciously thanked us for our visit.

Here we had a rather, ummm, incident with dog pooh on the bottom of shoes.  No names will be mentioned, but needless to say some giggles were shared as we discovered the culprit, or should I say culprits, cleaned up the best we could and went on our way.  Still giggling on down the road.

We went to see another Mrs. S, but she didn't answer her door so we moved on to the nursing home in Sinton and found Mrs. T. in bed in a room all by herself.  A sweet old woman, who had tears in her eyes at the sight of us in her room, singing and giving her goodies.  Your heart could not do anything but go out to this woman who now spent her days laying flat on her back in bed.   My mind cannot shake this beautiful woman from its thoughts.

We had a few goodie bags left and decided to ask the nurse who would be a good recipient of them.  She shared some names with us, introduced us to a few people, and we again brought smiles to the faces of a generation of people that once used to live independent lives.

I left the nursing home today thinking about the handful of lives we touched and realizing just how much they touched me right back.

Our world is filled with so many people in need.  It's so easy to go about our days, doing our own thing, catching a news story here and there, hearing about people starving or being abused.  Many times we're wishing there was something we could do.  Is the answer right here, in our own back yards?  Or out on the mission field?  I believe the answer is yes to both.  Not all of us will be called to far away places to make a difference, but we are all called to make a difference in some way.

How can we not be too busy to make that difference?  It won't be easy, but I hope to find a way in the year ahead to not forget to make a difference.

This is my command.  Love each other.  John 15:17

One final proudest moment for today?  My little guy who is normally quite shy and doesn't talk to strangers handed out goodie bags and hugs like a trooper.  In his quiet, reserved way, he realized the need to show love to these special people and he did it without a second thought. 

Oh yes, I feel blessed.  In too many ways to count.

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Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Out of the Mouths of Babes...

Okay, so, our Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays are non-traditional to say the least.   Ever since the divorce, and then a remarriage, the families we have to see has grown.  It's hard to decide when to go where, to fit everyone in, and mostly to not hurt anyone's feelings.  Really though, it's hardest on the kids during that time, but I'm not going to go into all that.  That's not what this post is about.  What would be way TOO deep.

I want to share a light-hearted, funny moment from Caleb.  But, in order to understand the "why" part of there not being any presents under the tree for me, you have to understand that my 2nd son is 15 and still gets swapped for holidays.  Whatever holiday he is with me is the holiday we stay home.  With that said, he was to be with his dad for Christmas this year.  As a result we would have to celebrate Christmas a week early.   Only Johnny didn't put the days with the dates and our Christmas snuck up on him.  The day before we are to celebrate our little family Christmas and hours before we are celebrating the Schmitt family party, he realizes he has not shopped for me.  It's okay I tell him, we'll do it later.  Not a big deal.  

Now, I did not make a major purchase for him, but I had saw to it that there were a couple of simple items under the tree with his name on them.   Never thinking the boys would even notice if there weren't any for me.  Kids are typically into their new-toy-heaven after opening gifts.

When all the gifts are opened and I'm sitting there enjoying the moment of joy on their faces, Caleb notices mommy didn't have a present and asked dad why.  Johnny is honest with him and says, "I failed son.  I didn't go shopping."  The moment passed and all was okay.

Monday comes around and the moment dad's truck is in the driveway he dashes out the front door.  I'm thinking to myself, boy he's excited to see dad today.

Johnny comes in grinning and says, "Caleb just asked me if I went shopping today.  I asked for what and he pointed his thumb toward the house with big eyes and said, for her!"   Meaning me.  Johnny said he shook his head no and said no I didn't.

Caleb, with ALL his years of wisdom said, "Aww, dad.  You failed AGAIN!"

Hee hee hee hee....

Needless to say, Tuesday after work I was invited to go shopping....No more failure on Johnny's part.  The new cookware is nice, but the best part was the surprise tree ornament he handed me just before bed.  He'd picked it up at the King Ranch Saddle Shop earlier in the day.  The fact he saw it and thought of me means the world to me...

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Monday, December 20, 2010

The Joys of Christmas

I'm pretty new at this "blogging thing" and try to do my best to write something that at least has a little bit of interest to it.  There are so many things that could be written about this time of year.  Ways to give, how to remember THE point of Christmas which is the birth of our Saviour.  I think most of us know those things already and reading about them is a nice way to be reminded.  But, this time, I'm being a bit selfish.  I've had a few busy days, oh, wait, FUN days..and have managed to snap some cute pictures that have to be shared.  I have some family that has said how much they enjoyed the blog and recent days have brought about some cherished moments for me that I feel are definitely worth sharing.

Let's begin with cookies....I have lost track of how many cookies I've made through Pam's Heavenly Delights at The Picket Fence.  I lost count somewhere around 17 dozen...most of which were Christmas cookies and definitely fun to make.

The boys and I had a fun day of shopping.  Leave it to Caleb to say, "Picture me, Mom" on a rock in the middle of Moore Plaza.  LOL
We couldn't forget Randy!  So, I tossed him in there at the last moment and it has turned out to be one of my favorite pictures of the season!

Then came time for the Schmitt Family Christmas party on Silver Creek.   Nearly everyone was here this year, except for Z. -- my Marine Corp nephew and his new bride M. who were out of state and not arriving until the actual weekend of Christmas.  What a blessing that will be for their family. 

Here is a shot of my niece S., granddaughter A., grandson H., and Uncle C. (the nickname given to Caleb by my son D. and DIL when the boys were itty-bitty.)   You see, Caleb is the uncle, but he's 2 1/2 months younger.  Hee hee.

And here is my new grandpuppy, Eli.  He's just a couple of months old and eveyone fights over holding him. 

Here's a picture of Caleb after opening a gift.  He seems excited doesn't he?

Aren't these two guys the most adorable little boys you've ever laid eyes on?  Well, okay, I admit I am a bit biased.  But, most people would agree with me and say they are stink'n cute!  

In the middle of baking and Christmas planning we were cordially invited to the 1st birthday party for a sweet little one, P.  I had the distinct pleasure of making this VERY special birthday cake!!!  Here is a picture of a portion of her party invitation.  My goal was to emmulate the picture of the cake.

What do you think?  How did I do?  Pretty cute, huh?  It was probably the heaviest cake I'd ever done for a child's birthday party.  The entire cake was my version of a white cake.  The top two layers were covered in my home made decorator icing and the bottom layer was covered in chocolate buttercream.  Um, yeah....yummy, if I do say so myself!  Any brown you see was chocolate buttercream.   A nice little bite of chocolate here and there.  It was definitely a fun cake to make.
We can't forget the cookies....So much fun working with all this pink!!
Or the smash cake....what is a first birthday without a little cake for the birthday girl to smash!

Aren't these just the cutest party favor gifts?  Pretzels rolled in colorful sprinkles.  What a fun and creative idea!   We walked away with two bundles since Randy and Caleb both attended the party.  Here's Randy's bundle...

The drive from the party to home was about 12 minutes.  Before we were even on the last turn into Papalote, this is the remains of Caleb's bundle.  I believe my son has one of the rarest qualities...He LOVES pretzels, but is not a fan of chocolate.  So, here is a picture of HIS bundle of candied pretzels:

Take a close look and you can plainly see that all the uncandied parts of the pretzels, what could easily be called the handle, are eaten clean off!  Left behind are the candied portions.  This is the same boy who wants desperately for me to buy him a Lunchable for a treat, only to toss out the candy and the cheese.  Um, yeah...we don't do that real often.  We make a lot of home made lunchables with ham and Ritz crackers.  LOL

After the sweetest birthday party I'd ever been to was over, (right now I wish I'd snapped at least ONE photo of this precious little girl), we came home to discover that Santa had come while we were gone.  Not only had Santa come, but he'd left Caleb a personal video message that was quite a hit.  If you'd like, check it out here....Caleb's Video from Santa .  He was very impressed.  I loved watching him nod his head as Santa talked to him and get an almost embarrassed grin on his face when he realized Santa knew he'd played soccer and wanted the Batman Cave for Christmas...!!

Here is a very humble and slightly embarrassed young man listening to Santa.  (Notice the fingers in the mouth.  Not a normal thing for Caleb to do.)

Randy's Christmas request was something I'd never personally heard of myself, but after an easy "Google-search" found it immediately.  It was an "Ocarina," which happens to be a flute type instrument that you blow into and cover more or less holes to make higher and lower pitched whistle sounds.  A very interesting instrument, that Ocarina.

Another interesting gift was this Root Beer kit.  Randy loves things that are different and unusual and definitely when it is something he can create and/or build.  A root beer drinker, this seemed to be a fun gift choice for him.  We'll have to let you know how it turns out.

Here's Caleb with his treasured Batman Cave.  I don't think I'd ever seen him so happy since he received the "Blue Mr. Incredible" for Christmas two years ago.

I have always been the sort of mom who treasures the gifts that her children give her.  In the past I've received scrapbook kits, jewelry of various colors and sizes - - mind you most earrings, etc, KILL my ears, but I find it in me somehow to wear them anyway.  They were given from the heart and what my kids have bought for me I know they picked out specifically FOR me.  I can tell by the gifts that my children have given me they have put MUCH thought into their purchase and this year was no exception.  So far I've received two very special gifts.  A sweet book of prayers from R. and a band mom t-shirt from A.

Isn't that the most adorable band mom t-shirt?  I absolutely love it and cannot wait to wear it at the next appropriate band function...

Lastly are photo's that did not make the photo greeting card this year.  The obvious reason?  We took them before Randy was here.  Here's a couple that weren't tooooooo, bad.

As you can see, a lot has taken place these last few days.  There is more excitement and fun yet to come I'm sure.  I wish everyone a blessed Christmas.  May God bless you and your families abundantly during this time we celebrate the birth of Jesus.  I pray traveling mercies on any and all who might find themselves on the road at this time of year.

God bless you one and all!

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Gummies Anyone?

A few weeks ago Caleb and I were at Target, which happens to be one of FAVORITE stores.  I can go into Target for one item and leave with a basket full!  Much to Johnny's dismay I'm sure.  I was on a mission that day, looking for Christmas wrappings for my goodies.  While we perused Target's "grocery"  and Christmas foods section I found my goodie bags AND low and behold - - a kit to make your own gummies!!  Can you believe such a thing is possible?  I was surprised, yet intrigued because anyone who knows Caleb knows that gummies are one of his favorite snacks.  "Cars" gummies, "Toy Story" gummies, "Batman" gummies, and so on.  His favorite part of grocery shopping is being able to be pick out his gummies.  So, for $4.99, Caleb and I would have a fun project for a "rainy" day -- - we would make OUR OWN gummies!

In just a matter of days, Caleb reminded me that we had a gummy project to do.  So, up onto the counter he climbed, (yes, I stood right there so everyone, please be assured he was safe.)  We mixed the powder packet with the tinest bit of water.  We used the microwave a little bit, and then we sprayed the snowman mold with "Pam", poured in the gummy product and placed the tray into the freezer.  He was so excited he couldn't stand it!

It was to chill in the freezer for only ten minutes.  I'm sure to a five year old that felt like an hour, but we set the kitchen timer and waited.  When the timer went off, Caleb couldn't wait to see the little red snowmen as they popped out of the mold and into his bowl. 

But alas, anyone who knows Caleb also knows that things have to be just right.   He always seems to have a vision in his head and if things don't go just how he's expecting then life takes a serious ride through grumpyville.   One look at our hard work setting in the bottom of the bowl and his brow wrinkled and his shoulders slumped.  For the "Pam" we used made the gummies appear - "Gooey," according to him.  

On went an entire discussion how they were NOT gooey, just shinier than the gummies we buy at HEB.  I nibbled one myself to be assured it wasn't gooey, and no it was not.  Just a sweet, cherry flavor waiting to be enjoyed.  I tried to convince him that he would surely like it if he would just try it.  He walked way.

I think it took Caleb nearly an hour to finally try one and then he only ate two or three.  The rest sat there....sad, little snowmen, feeling quite unloved.  

Have you ever felt like a sad, unloved snowman?  I think at one time or another we've all felt that way.  Rest assured that even when we think the world is against us and no one loves us we couldn't be more wrong.  For GOD loves us!  Each and every one of us.  We are unique individuals made by Him.  He knew before we did that we'd take those occasional rides through grumpyville.  He's okay with that.  He just wants us to remember to love Him while we're there.

Til next time...

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Sunday, December 12, 2010

Answered Prayer and God Moments

Life is filled with the good, the bad, the ugly, the sad, the spectacular, the norm, the over-the-top-what-am-I-really-doing in this place moments, and the best kind - - God Moments.  Today I'm particularly talking about the bad one's.  We all have them - you know the one's.  The moments we regret to the point we'd just like to crawl under a rock and stay there.  I had a few of them myself in recent weeks.  I say recent, but it was more like a couple of months ago.  I really can't go into much detail here, but let's just say I had a falling out with someone that was really important to me.  A falling out that I wasn't sure we'd ever recover from.  But, to my amazement, I discovered a hand reaching out to me today.  One I didn't think I'd see again.  

Okay - so it wasn't a "real" hand reaching out to me, but an electronic message.  I knew that this was as close as I was going to get and after reading it a few times, recognized it for what it was.  A God Moment.   He's been listening to my prayers - - well, gee, imagine that -- God listening to the prayers of little old me. But He did.

I take great comfort in knowing that even in the times when I think something is impossible and just cannot be fixed, God proves to me otherwise.  He is amazing after all!

Now, not ALL of my prayer has been answered.  But the first part of it has and in HIS time I know the rest of it will be answered as well because He has told me so.

Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours.  Mark 11:23

So, I will wait upon the Lord, and I will trust in Him.

Trust in Him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to Him, for God is our refuge.  Psalm 62:8

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Saturday, December 11, 2010

How Many Calories Are In That?

What is a calorie anyway?  One definition says it's, "a unit of measurement for energy..."

How is it measured?  "It is the amount of energy it takes to raise the temperature of one gram of water one degree celsius. So in food it is a measurement of how much energy that food has."

Blah, blah, blah!   That's what I hear.  What is a calorie to me?  It's the number assigned to food that I must document before I put it in my mouth!  Well, that was the case until a month or so ago.  Now it's carb counting and monitoring. 

Where is all this going?

When does calorie counting, carb watching, reading labels, yap, yap, yapping about what you're eating become too much? 

I think that moment might be now....What do you think?

(Setting - school table a few days ago.   We're working on our lesson while Caleb munches on Cheez-It's and drinks some G2.)

Caleb:  "Mom, how many calories are in my cheez-its?"
Mom:  Glance at the back of the bag, "160."
Caleb:  "How many calories are in my G2?"
Mom:  Doesn't have to glance, knows the answer, "20."
Caleb:  "Well, I wanna be skinnier than you!"
Mom:  "Caleb, you are skinnier than me."
Caleb:  "But, I am gonna be skinnier!"
Mom:  Mind gets foggy, brows wrinkle, thoughts are rolling around in my head.

I might be willing to compete with my husband for the "skinnier than you trophy," but I'm not willing to compete with my 5 yr old son!  This is the moment I realized all my talk of what I'm eating, is it good for me, bad for me, how many calories does it have," is possibly making a negative impression on my son.  

What would God say about this I wonder?  Well, it just so happens He gives us specific instruction on this very matter.

And do not set your heart on what you will eat or drink; do not worry about it.  For the pagan world runs after all such things, and your Father knows that you need them.  But seek his kingdom, and these things will be given to you as well.  Luke 12:29-31

If you find honey, eat just enough -- too much of it, and you will vomit.  Proverbs 25:16

Don't you know that you yourselves are God's temple and that God's Spirit lives in you?  If anyone destroys God's temple, God will destroy him; for God's temple is sacred, and you are that temple.  1 Corinthians 3:16-17.

I read these scriptures last July and they are what gave me the boost I needed to get back on track with my eating.  But, somewhere along the way, I think things went a bit overboard.  So, I am attempting to find my happy place once again.   With fourteen more pounds to my goal, it's necessary for me to get back on track.  So I must strive to find a happy medium.  A way to teach my children that eating healthy is important but the calorie or carb obssession isn't the most productive way to go about it or your life. 

Until next time - watch what you eat, but don't become obssessed....

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