How a Bunny Can Actually Lay an Egg...Not Really.

 

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I have tried a few times in the past month to convince Ethan the Easter Bunny is not real and there is no way it will ever lay an egg or even have anything to do with a chicken egg. I have even showed him pictures of baby bunnies and it just do any good. He ends up telling me "that's not true". The same thing goes for Santa Clause. Sometime I laugh at myself for even trying and other times I have to resist the annoyance of having to answer questions about these two characters when I already told him they weren't real. I definitely encourage imagination and if he wants to imagine them as real I am OKAY with it so I guess I shouldn't complain that he has imagined them to the point of belief (with the help of America's over zealousness of these holiday's). It just so happens that every time I try to convince him of the opposite, he clings tighter to what he thinks. This may or may not be a good thing for his future...

I am not sure Ethan would still feel the same way about the Easter Bunny if I showed him this...

Speaking of Easter, my family is having our small get together this Saturday. I get so excited about the food involved! Ham, deviled eggs (interesting that we would make such a thing on this occasion), potato salad, sweet potato biscuits, 3 bean salad, 3 layer coconut cake - it is all so very yummy! My brother-in-law had the idea of going "traditional" with Greek food but no one bought into it. For some unknown reason I just can't think about eating anything other than the normal Easter meal I have eaten all my life. 

I can't leave out why I celebrate Easter. Christ is my salvation. I can live a joy filled life because of His sufferings. I can sacrifice giving up things that are not good for me because He paid the ultimate sacrifice. I can call him Savior and not reject who He is because Jesus never rejected me. I can overcome temptation because Christ overcame his greatest temptation (Satan) and made it possible for me to as well. I can love because Christ  gave me the Holy Spirit. I can be thankful because God loved me so much that He would send his only son to die so that I could have life in Him and spend eternity with Him rather than suffer and be enslaved to sin . I hope Ethan will believe these truths one day! 

Decorating eggs with his cousins in Michigan last week.

- H

The Drink From Hell

Soda is either something people love to drink or don't really care for. I am one of those who LOVE it. There are times that I can resist and don't drink it. The past couple of days I have been a bit sleep deprived so I have been thriving on it - resulting in lots of stomach aches and I am sure 3 pounds gained...

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I wish seeing the chart at the Dentist office, reading articles about it and seeing short movies on how it eats away rust would keep me from enjoying it but nope, it doesn't do a thing to my cravings. Something needs to do the job!

Now water is a love hate relationship (with or without flavors) and diet soda is a non-thing for me. I will have it occasionally but for some reason I have been convinced that it is actually bad for me (like it is much worse than regular soda).

For the rest of the week (since writing this) I will most likely lay off soda due to me feeling guilty. Will the guilt hold? Probably not. Why in hell was this stuff made in the first place?!?

-H

Resources Over Money

Finding resources other than money to spruce up my house for spring is not my thing. I have been trying to lessen my spending on house decor. I don't think I spend an overly excessive amount on my home but I like it to be comfortable. 

This spring I am going to resist spending money on "springy" things and try and create from what I already have. I am going to have to rely on more natural outdoor things because I don't have much in my attic to pull apart and recreate but I think this will be a good challenge for me.

I found some flowers in my closet and replaced all the fall leaves with these to create something fresh. This is all I have so far...haha!

My next this to do on my list is find a branch to spray paint to put on my table kind of like this one but without birds.

Does Eating Just the Dough Count?

Today is a very dreary, rainy day. I am not one to complain about days like this :)

Ethan came home from school in a "let's bake cookies" kind of mood. I promised him we would after his rest time (hoping he would forget). Rest time being over, of course he walks out of his room ready to start baking!

One always needs to put on their apron before starting!

He is such a good helper! 

I have told myself we will be giving some to our neighbors, putting some into the freezer and Ethan can have two. I have resisted so far in eating an actual cookie but I do have to confess, I took a couple bites of dough...it can't hurt...right?

-H

Every Day is a New Day

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Sleep feels so good. In the morning when the sheets are warm, my toes aren't cold and I am finishing up some strange dream, I am not thinking "Right now would be a good time for a 46 pound person to jump on me". Yet, just about every morning it happens. Mornings are supposed to be a beautiful thing. God has given me 8-9 hours of sleep and I now have a brand new day to start all over again. I honestly never think about what I have going on that day, that I need a shower or to feed my child (who most likely woke up an hour ago). I think: "how in the heck did the morning come so fast and why can't I just stay here all day".

Right now it is 10:51 am and I am just eating breakfast (toast with a fried egg & hot tea). 

Why do I resist the joy of a new day and not long to awake and jump out of bed to conquer my smallish world? I am trying right now to think of the song "Give me Jesus". This is how I want to think - waking up and seeing my need for something/someone greater than myself. Something (Joy) that I cannot accomplish on my own and someone (Jesus) being the only one who can give it to me. I want it. The part where I become completely unselfish with my morning glory is going to be hard to overcome. 

I am thankful for grace and a new day, every day.