....that your daddy and I love you more than words can describe.
We are headed off to Honduras for some missions work. We are so excited to spread the story of Jesus to those who don't know Him. We are so excited to feed hungry people and take care of their needs. We are so excited to worship with them at church. But.....we will miss you so much it hurts.
We want you to know that we love you!!! William - WE LOVE YOU!!! Sus - WE LOVE YOU!!! Sarah B - WE LOVE YOU!!! Selah Bean - WE LOVE YOU!!! You're all our angels!!!
Always love-
Daddy and Mama
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Come on, kiddos....
.....you're wearing us out. I know it's normal, but I wish you would all get along!!! I mean, you guys love each other a lot. You all sleep in the same room (own beds). Will, we've finally gotten you back into your room. You love to talk before going to sleep. Heaven forbid anyone be ugly to you. You do a great job taking up for one another. But....
It is driving me bananas that you can't agree on pretty much anything. If we are in the car, 3 of you want one kind of music and there is ALWAYS that 1 that wants something different. That 1 is someone different each time. If 3 of you want the heat on in 10 degree weather, there is always 1 of you that says, "I'm hot, I don't want the heat on (insert whiny voice)". I always ask you what you want me to do. If I turn the heat on, then then 1 antagonist feels rejected, and if I don't turn the heat on for the whiny one, then the other 3 feel rejected. I can never win. Not only that, the one(s) that I reject get VERY verbal (i.e. whining, etc) and makes everyone else miserable!
We usually go through spells of this; then there are spells where you all get along so well. I've done a lot of investigating, and I found that this is extremely normal especially in children close in age. It makes me feel better in the sense that you are normal, but worse in the sense that it wears us out!!!
It also makes me feel better that you CAN love and be sweet to each other. In those moments, I am patting myself on the back. I'm thinking, Wow, I have such wonderful kids and I am an amazing mother......... As soon as that thought passes through my brain, I hear a knock-down, drag-out between some of y'all only to knock me right off my maternal pedestal!!! Guess you kiddos keep me humble. But, I wouldn't change a thing about any of you!!! I love you....
It is driving me bananas that you can't agree on pretty much anything. If we are in the car, 3 of you want one kind of music and there is ALWAYS that 1 that wants something different. That 1 is someone different each time. If 3 of you want the heat on in 10 degree weather, there is always 1 of you that says, "I'm hot, I don't want the heat on (insert whiny voice)". I always ask you what you want me to do. If I turn the heat on, then then 1 antagonist feels rejected, and if I don't turn the heat on for the whiny one, then the other 3 feel rejected. I can never win. Not only that, the one(s) that I reject get VERY verbal (i.e. whining, etc) and makes everyone else miserable!
We usually go through spells of this; then there are spells where you all get along so well. I've done a lot of investigating, and I found that this is extremely normal especially in children close in age. It makes me feel better in the sense that you are normal, but worse in the sense that it wears us out!!!
It also makes me feel better that you CAN love and be sweet to each other. In those moments, I am patting myself on the back. I'm thinking, Wow, I have such wonderful kids and I am an amazing mother......... As soon as that thought passes through my brain, I hear a knock-down, drag-out between some of y'all only to knock me right off my maternal pedestal!!! Guess you kiddos keep me humble. But, I wouldn't change a thing about any of you!!! I love you....
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
You're amazing...
Will, wow have you matured!?! I mean, overnight.
Although I am absolutely exhausted tonight, I never want to forget the idea to you had and shared with us today. You told us that you had an idea for your birthday party next year. You said you want to have a "pair" party. I said, huh??? Like the fruit, pear? I mean, he does love pears. He said no, Mom. I was thinking that instead of people bringing me gifts for my birthday, that they could bring a pair of shoes and we could send them to Honduras or Guatemala. Don't you get it - "pair party"?
I promise with was his idea. He brought it up totally out of the blue. Love it... Will, you are a pretty cool kid!!!
Although I am absolutely exhausted tonight, I never want to forget the idea to you had and shared with us today. You told us that you had an idea for your birthday party next year. You said you want to have a "pair" party. I said, huh??? Like the fruit, pear? I mean, he does love pears. He said no, Mom. I was thinking that instead of people bringing me gifts for my birthday, that they could bring a pair of shoes and we could send them to Honduras or Guatemala. Don't you get it - "pair party"?
I promise with was his idea. He brought it up totally out of the blue. Love it... Will, you are a pretty cool kid!!!
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Hello, again...
Report card day!!!! You ALL did great!!! We gave lots of hugs and kisses.
Funny thing: Sarah B, you crack me up. You are the FIESTIEST little girl, but man are you deep!!! I imagine you going to do great things in your life. Tonight, you told me you wished you had a big birthmark. Most people want their birthmarks gone, but you my "lover of the underdog" want a big one.
Tomorrow is Halloween. Will you are wearing fairy wings (as a joke, of course), Sarah B is an indian, Sus is a cheerleader, and Selah is a butterfly. You all will be decked out with face paint and all. We are doing the traditional trick or treating as a family. I think it'll be lots of fun!!!
Funny thing: Sarah B, you crack me up. You are the FIESTIEST little girl, but man are you deep!!! I imagine you going to do great things in your life. Tonight, you told me you wished you had a big birthmark. Most people want their birthmarks gone, but you my "lover of the underdog" want a big one.
Tomorrow is Halloween. Will you are wearing fairy wings (as a joke, of course), Sarah B is an indian, Sus is a cheerleader, and Selah is a butterfly. You all will be decked out with face paint and all. We are doing the traditional trick or treating as a family. I think it'll be lots of fun!!!
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Borriiinnnnggggg.....
Kiddos, we've been pretty boring over the last week. Y'all certainly aren't boring, but there's nothing super cool to write about.
Your daddy and I went on a romantic "stay-cation" while you guys went to your Nonna and Pops' house this weekend. We stayed in a hotel (in B'ham) and just had a ball. We missed you SO much and were ready to see you, but we had a perfect weekend.
Until next time...
Your daddy and I went on a romantic "stay-cation" while you guys went to your Nonna and Pops' house this weekend. We stayed in a hotel (in B'ham) and just had a ball. We missed you SO much and were ready to see you, but we had a perfect weekend.
Until next time...
Monday, September 10, 2012
It happened on THIS day.....
.....10 years ago at 4:54 a.m. my only son and first child, William Isaiah Nesmith, was born. We expected you on September 26th, but MUCH to our surprise you came early!!! I had worked all day and was sitting on the front porch swing watching your daddy cut grass. We lived in the tiny, 900 square foot house on Pleasant Road. My water broke and after I was trying to decide if I should call my doctor (because I wasn't sure what was happening), I decided I might better mention it to your daddy. I told him, "I'm waiting on the doctor to call me back, so don't freak out, but I think my water broke." About 3 or 4 minutes later, the doctor called me and told me that I didn't need to rush but to come to the hospital. I went to tell your dad what was going on, and I couldn't find him. I called him and looked in every room with no luck. I finally looked out in the carport and your dad was sitting in the driver's seat of the car (my tiny 1996 Toyota Corolla). The car was packed TO THE TOP with stuff. Your dad had already taken a shower and packed the car!!! When I said, "what are you doing?". He said (with his voice about 3 octaves higher), "We're going to have a baby!!!". We stopped at Milo's on the way to get your dad something to eat (that's why I always tell you why you love Milo's so much). That, and because we have eaten Milo's every Friday night since we were married.
We arrived at the hospital at around 7 p.m. on September 9th. You were born in the wee hours of the morning on the 10th. You had a million family members sleeping in the waiting room anxiously awaiting your birth. You were to be the first grand child, great-grand child, and great-great grandchild. The fifth generation on BOTH sides of the family. That is extremely rare!
You weighed in at 8 pounds 5 ounces and were 21 inches long. You had cute little "chicken legs". Your head looked like a peach with a tiny bit of white fuzz on the top. Will, you were the child that gave us the names, Mama and Daddy and made us parents for the first time. You are named after your daddy, William Keith Nesmith. We also chose the name Isaiah who was a prophet in the Bible. Always be proud of your name, son. We put a lot of thought into the reasons why we named our children what we did.
You were an easy baby. You wouldn't let me put you in your bed until you fell asleep on my chest. Everyone would say, "you're going to be sorry you started that habit". I was NEVER sorry about that! I loved that moment each night. Sometimes I wished I could freeze that moment in time. It felt so perfect.
Will, there are so many things I love about you. I don't even know where to begin. I love that you live up to the name Isaiah. You have a very special gift. You are such deep thinker and a wise, old soul for such a young man. You were that way even at 5 years old. I love how affectionate you are. I love that even now you come sit in my lap and you're not embarassed. I love your eyes which are the color of the brightest, blue sky. A young girl will eventually fall in love with you over those eyes! I love that you have the best sportsmanship when you play sports. You are such a great encourager to your teammates. I love that you are so laid back and not competitive. I love your freckles on your nose. I love the birthmark on your back that is identical to mine. Will, you will do great things with your faith. You have had a special gift for so long, and I get the pleasure of seeing it blossom each day!!! Thank you for being you!
Your daddy and I love you more than words can say or describe!!! Thank you for making us parents.
Verse of the day (Will's favorite verses):
"Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.
And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the Lord’s people.
Ephesians 6: 10-18
We arrived at the hospital at around 7 p.m. on September 9th. You were born in the wee hours of the morning on the 10th. You had a million family members sleeping in the waiting room anxiously awaiting your birth. You were to be the first grand child, great-grand child, and great-great grandchild. The fifth generation on BOTH sides of the family. That is extremely rare!
You weighed in at 8 pounds 5 ounces and were 21 inches long. You had cute little "chicken legs". Your head looked like a peach with a tiny bit of white fuzz on the top. Will, you were the child that gave us the names, Mama and Daddy and made us parents for the first time. You are named after your daddy, William Keith Nesmith. We also chose the name Isaiah who was a prophet in the Bible. Always be proud of your name, son. We put a lot of thought into the reasons why we named our children what we did.
You were an easy baby. You wouldn't let me put you in your bed until you fell asleep on my chest. Everyone would say, "you're going to be sorry you started that habit". I was NEVER sorry about that! I loved that moment each night. Sometimes I wished I could freeze that moment in time. It felt so perfect.
Will, there are so many things I love about you. I don't even know where to begin. I love that you live up to the name Isaiah. You have a very special gift. You are such deep thinker and a wise, old soul for such a young man. You were that way even at 5 years old. I love how affectionate you are. I love that even now you come sit in my lap and you're not embarassed. I love your eyes which are the color of the brightest, blue sky. A young girl will eventually fall in love with you over those eyes! I love that you have the best sportsmanship when you play sports. You are such a great encourager to your teammates. I love that you are so laid back and not competitive. I love your freckles on your nose. I love the birthmark on your back that is identical to mine. Will, you will do great things with your faith. You have had a special gift for so long, and I get the pleasure of seeing it blossom each day!!! Thank you for being you!
Your daddy and I love you more than words can say or describe!!! Thank you for making us parents.
Verse of the day (Will's favorite verses):
"Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.
And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the Lord’s people.
Ephesians 6: 10-18
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Oh, my Sarah B...
I had to post this, so I would never forget it. Sometimes in all of your lives, kids, all of you have said things that gave me chills. I know we are told to have the faith of a child, but when you really see it first hand, it is amazing.
This morning, Sarah B was coloring her grandparents day card at the dining room table. She was listening to my iPod, and she kept playing the same song over and over. I was piddling around the house, but I noticed she kept listening to the same song. I was passing through the "diamond room" as Selah calls it, and Sarah B said, "Oh Mama, I love this song. It makes me want to cry, but I'm not sad. I'm ready to be in heaven so I can see Jesus. I just can't wait to get there. I just love Him sooooo much." Those words are verbatim.
My little Sarah B, who is one of the most passionate, stubborn people I know (besides myself). We have gotten into many scuffles over that passion, but I LOVE to see it come out like this. I wouldn't change a thing about you, my little Scout (good, bad, or otherwise).
The song is entitled, Unnamed Hymn by Chris Rice. You Tube it!!! My dad, the kids' Papa, sings it to his grandchildren in church while the are being Christened. It's a beautiful song!
This morning, Sarah B was coloring her grandparents day card at the dining room table. She was listening to my iPod, and she kept playing the same song over and over. I was piddling around the house, but I noticed she kept listening to the same song. I was passing through the "diamond room" as Selah calls it, and Sarah B said, "Oh Mama, I love this song. It makes me want to cry, but I'm not sad. I'm ready to be in heaven so I can see Jesus. I just can't wait to get there. I just love Him sooooo much." Those words are verbatim.
My little Sarah B, who is one of the most passionate, stubborn people I know (besides myself). We have gotten into many scuffles over that passion, but I LOVE to see it come out like this. I wouldn't change a thing about you, my little Scout (good, bad, or otherwise).
The song is entitled, Unnamed Hymn by Chris Rice. You Tube it!!! My dad, the kids' Papa, sings it to his grandchildren in church while the are being Christened. It's a beautiful song!
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