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Project Life Tuesday: August 22-28


Whew!  We have had one crazy, crazy week.  I knew it would be a little on the difficult side because my husband had a lot going on with work, which meant I would be doing a lot on my own with the kiddos, but the end of the week truly threw some bittersweet surprises at us.

Sunday, August 22:  Today we left Nashville to return home after celebrating my Pops' 80th birthday.  These are my boys with Pops before we went our separate ways. 


Monday, August 23:  Today I started a new project with Jayden that I learned about at Impress Your Kids.  Every week we talk about one letter, a bible verse that starts with that letter, and a craft that has to with that letter.  Jayden loved it and we had a blast doing it.  I had been feeling like I needed to be doing something educational during the days we're home, but didn't know where to start until I saw this.  It was great mommy and son time!


Tuesday, August 24:  This morning I decided to make homemade waffles for the first time with the waffle maker we got as a wedding gift 3 years ago.  Why we haven't done that yet I don't know, I guess I was intimidated by it, but the waffles were delish.  Jackson helped me stir (while occasionally dipping his hands in the batter).  :)  Sidenote: Yes, those are snowflakes on his pajamas.  They fit and they're comfy, so that's really all that matters.  :)


Wednesday, August 25:  Today was mine and my husband's 3rd wedding anniversary.  It was also a very long day for my husband with work.  He didn't get home until after 9:00 p.m., but when he did he had these roses for me.


Thursday, August 26:  Yep, so this is when the craziness began, or maybe I should say got crazier, because the week was already a little crazy.  Late Wednesday night I noticed Jayden having some trouble breathing.  By Thursday morning it was pretty intense and he obviously wasn't feeling well, so I took him to the doctor's office.  They gave him a breathing treatment, a steroid, a chest xray (the picture below), and another breathing treatment and he still wasn't doing much better.  At one point there was high concern about his xray (which absolutely scared me to death), but after an official reading it was confirmed normal.  After an afternoon nap and some time for the medicine to kick in, Jayden was acting much better, although still having some trouble breathing.  By the end of the day I felt like I had been on some kind of awful roller coaster, but above anything else I was thankful my little man was ok.


Friday, August 27:  After all the craziness on Thursday we scheduled a follow-up appointment with our pediatrician to make sure everything was ok and that we were doing everything we needed to be doing.  He confirmed that we needed to fill a prescription for a nebulizer so we could do breathing treatments from home among other things.  Later, a coworker of my husband offered us second row seats at the Rascal Flatts/Kellie Pickler concert that he no longer was going to be able to go to, so we called up a fantastic couple of friends to see if they minded watching the boys while we went.  It was a much needed break from our crazy week and a way for us to celebrate our anniversary too.  Rascal Flatts put on a great show and Kellie Pickler was adorable (especially her sparkly shoes you can see in the pic below - If I only I had somewhere to wear shoes like that...).


Saturday, August 28:  I used the picture below because today was the first day we did an at-home breathing treatment with the little man and the picture is of the nebulizer we have.  I don't know if you can tell, but the mask is a little fish.  Jayden does a fantastic job of sitting still and cooperating through the treatments.  He has been such a trooper over the last couple of days.  Later on Saturday evening we did have some friends from our church small group over for a cookout and water activities for the kids.  That would have made for a much happier project life picture, but I didn't even think to grab my camera in the midst of it.  It was a great time though.


So, that's it for me this week.  I'll be linking this up over at The Mom Creative along with others who participate in Project Life.

Have a great week!!


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Friday's Flick: Jayden's First Solo!

Oh, it has been so long since my last Friday's Flick!  But hey, that's what the crazy days of summer will do to you.  With football season just around the corner I'm not going to promise it'll get better soon, but I just couldn't let this moment go by without posting.

For those of you who follow Hope in the Daily Grind you might have seen a picture from last week of Jayden singing his first solo.  We got this cuteness on video and I am so excited to be sharing it here with our friends and family today!

This video was recorded the weekend I was with my family for my Uncle Cordell's funeral.  While I was away, my step-dad, Eric, was preparing to lead worship at a church on Sunday when he let Jayden have a shot at the microphone (or "mikeyphone" as Jayden calls it).  After seeing Jayden do so well we started thinking he might actually do it in front of a small crowd at church - and he did!  The further he got into the song, the more I think he got a little nervous, but I am so proud of him for standing up there and finishing it through.  I am one proud mama.  Have you gathered that yet? :)

So, without further ado...




I hope you have a fantastic weekend!

Chaudhari love to you all!

Walking in Love


Today, August 25, is mine and my husband's 3rd wedding anniversary.

In some ways I feel like there's no way 3 years have passed, but on the other hand it's hard to believe we've done as much as we have in the 3 years we've been married.  We've had 2 beautiful boys, Jayden 2.5 and Jackson 15 months (If your math isn't adding up and you're confused, you can read more about my story here then here), we've moved 3 times, bought 2 homes (not at the same time), made new friends, found a great church, and dreamed about the future.

There are good times when laughter abounds, and there are hard times when it feels like my face is covered in cake.  Sticky, hard to clean off, leaving stains on my clothes from where it falls.

I'm following a reading plan for my Bible, and this morning part of the reading was 2 John 1 (The only chapter in 2 John).  The following verses stood out to me and I'd like to share them.
"(1) To the elect lady and her children, whom I love in truth, and not only I, but also all those who have known the truth, (2) because of the truth which abides in us and will be with us forever: (3) Grace, mercy, and peace will be with you from God the Father and from the Lord Jesus Christ, the Son of the Father, in truth and love."
Moving on to verse 5...
"(5) And now I plead with you, lady, not as though I wrote a new commandment to you, but that which we have had from the beginning: that we love one another.  (6) This is love, that we walk according to His commandments.  This is the commandment, that as you have heard from the beginning, you should walk in it."
As I studied a little about what was going on in these verses this is what I learned - John was writing to a lady whose family was following God, staying faithful in Him, but John didn't hesitate to remind this lady that she and her family need to walk in love, lest they fall.

And this got me thinking...

Marriage isn't easy.  Being a mom isn't easy.  Taking care of a home isn't easy.

Life isn't easy.

But I will walk in love.

When I don't want to get out of bed early to take care of myself so that I can take care of my family, I'll do it anyway, because I love God and I love them.  When I don't feel like doing the umpteenth load of laundry or mopping the milk stains up off the floor, I'll do it anyway, because I love God and I love them.  And God commanded me to walk in love.

I'll ask God to help me wash my face clean, pass the stain remover over, and hold my hand to help me stand back up in Him, daily.

And I'll try to smile, even when that cake is on my face, because beside me is someone who gets cake on his face too, and we're in this together.
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Tinkering...

I'm going to be playing around and tinkering with the blog design today.  If you see weird things happening, don't be alarmed! :)

Project Life Tuesday: August 15-21

I had a ton of fun editing our pictures from last week!


Check out the rest of our week over at Hope in the Daily Grind!

Project Life Tuesday: August 15-21



Here's a peek from last week!

Sunday, August 15:  Jayden sang his first solo at church today!  He sang Jesus Loves Me, and he did it beautifully.  I'm tempted to share the video on here, very tempted. :)

Monday, August 16:  One of the cutest things about babies are their little feet.  I love Jayden and Jackson's sweet feet and little toes, so I thought I should capturte a picture of what those little feet look like these days.  One day (all too soon), those feet will turn into big, man feet.  That is such a wild thought.


Tuesday, August 17:  The boys love going to eachother's rooms to play, and although a mess usually ensues, I love that they're making that bond with one another.  (Yes, I have been warned that one day brothers start wrestling instead of rolling cars and tractors beside eachother, but in my little, happy world I'm pretending that's not true.)  One day last week they closed the door behind them, and when I went to check and make sure they were ok this is what I saw - Jackson opening the door and Jayden jumping in Jackson's crib that he crawled himself into.  Silly boys.


Wednesday, August 18:  Jackson pretending to ride the dump truck, and yes, this is what our living room looks like on most mornings.  By noticing the container on the right of the picture you can see I atleast attempt to keep things somewhat organized. 


Thursday, August 19:  We thought Jayden ran to the kitchen to get his milk out of the fridge, but when my husband went to check on him (because it was taking him a while), we found him standing in the fridge finishing off some chocolate pudding.  So much for that last 60 cal pudding snack I was saving...


Friday, August 20:  This was my little brother, Robert's, first day of kindergarden!  Doesn't he look handsome?  Jayden was excited for Robert that he got to start school, but as soon as Robert left Jayden busted into tears, sobbing "I want to go to school."  Jayden, let's not rush things.  Soon enough, little man, soon enough.


Saturday, August 21:  Today we celebrated my Pops' 80th birthday!  He is such a special, special man and I am so blessed to have him as a grandfather.  We had a fun get-together with family celebrating the special way he's touched our lives.  We picked up some Uncle Bud's Catfish for lunch (appropriate since his nickname is "Bud") and Maggie Moo's ice cream dream cake for dessert.  Can I just tell you how great that cake was? Mmmmm. Delicious. Addictingly delicious.  And they make cupcakes... I'm just sayin'.  (I should totally get paid for the amount of endorsement I just gave them. ;) )



I'm really having fun taking and editing the pictures every week!  This week was especially fun as I found some new ways to edit the photos.

I'll be linking this up over at The Mom Creative, where you can find more Project Life posts!

It May or May Not Be Monday...

Hello, hello, and happy Monday!

I hope you had a great weekend and a chance to do something fun and relaxing.  My two little ones and I went to visit my family in Nashville, TN to celebrate my grandfather's 80th birthday!  He is a very special man and I am so glad we were able to be with him to celebrate.


My husband wasn't able to be there with us as he had a previously planned trip with others from work, so I did have some stressful moments of being on my own with the kiddos from the time they woke up (an early 6 am every morning) until the time they went to sleep (around 8 or 8:30 pm).  I had help from my dad and stepmom who allowed me to step away from the kids to get a shower in, or help one child who might need extra love in a moment of waking up from a bad dream in fear, and for that, my friends, I am thankful.

But as I looked at the calendar of the coming week, I realized something.  Hubby has some long days planned this week, which means longer hours of being home with the kids on my own.

With this in my mind I decided I had to start doing something to kickstart my day on a positive note, and this is what my husband walked in on me doing this morning...


Yes, I may or may not be standing on our bathroom counter giving myself a pep talk, but after seeing a friend post this video on Facebook, I couldn't help but try it for myself.



And, this may or may not be my new morning routine.  Well, at least maybe without the standing on the counter part.

And this may or may not have been a joke... :)

In all seriousness, I've been trying to come up with a good morning routine for a while.  The problem is, you have to get out of bed to follow through with that routine, and I don't tend to wake up until my boys wake up.  I'm the kind of girl who likes to soak up every sweet minute of sleep possible.  Of course, if I don't wake up until the boys wake up, that means I immediately wake up and have to go, go, go.  I don't get to stop and take the time to exercise, read my Bible, have prayer, and yes, showers too must wait until a later time in the day.  This leaves me feeling like I'm dragging.

So, help me out blogland!

What do you do to get your morning started on the right foot?  What time do you wake up?  Do you try to have time to yourself before anyone else in the house is awake?

Do you follow what Flylady suggests of getting up, making your bed, showering, cleaning your bathroom, "fixing" your hair and face, "swishing" the toilet, and taking a load of laundry to be started?  She also suggests you get dressed to shoes, even if you're not going anywhere. (That one really irks me.)

What advice can you share?

*I'm thinking about starting a new post series called "May or May Not Be Mondays" as a fun way to start off our week.  Keep an eye out for that in the future! Have a great Monday!

It Feels Good to Laugh

You know how sometimes you just aimlessly wander through blogland with no rhyme or reason?  You're just continually clicking as a blog button sparkles from one page to the next, or the link in the post says just enough to make you curious of what they're talking about.

Yep, that was me last night.  Distracted by well-designed blogs, personal stories, and funny videos, and something to make me laugh was just what I needed after the week we've had.

Somewhere along the way I stumbled upon a blog called Praise and Coffee (I believe it was through a pro-life button from another page) and found myself laughing out loud at a video she posted of Anita Renfroe singing "All the Wrinkled Ladies." (Which might have made me appreciate that I'm currently in my mid-20's and my wrinkles are -temporarily- minimal.)

So, I decided to check out more about this Anita Renfroe.

Little did I know, I had seen her video before of William Tell Momisms.  To make it better - she's from the South y'all!! :)  She likes a Big Ol' Sweet Iced Tea just like me (and that song includes a line mentioning Chick-Fil-A, just one more wonderful thing about the South... oh, how I miss thee).

Out of all her videos, I felt like the one below spoke the most to where I am currently in my life, specifically the second verse.  (Hello 3 years of marriage, 2 kids, and a bill pile - I'm talking to you.)

So, if you're needing a good laugh I hope you'll find it in the videos I've linked to and/or the one below.  I like to laugh, so usually it comes pretty easily to me, but these videos made me laugh out loud to the point where I felt like I should probably explain what I was watching to my husband to keep him from thinking I was crazy.



Happy Hump Day to you!

Project Life Tuesday: August 8-14



What causes fear like this in a 15 month old's eyes?




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Project Life Tuesday: August 8-14


Happy Tuesday everyone!  I hope you all had a great week last week.  If you're caught up with posts from last week, or know us personally, then you may know that our lives turned a little rough midweek.  Despite that, here are some of the pictures that have brought me smiles, and I hope they do the same for you.  


Sunday, August 8:  Sunday afternoon naps don't happen often enough for us, but when they do, they are sweet.  I decided to spend most the time the boys were napping reading and taking in the quiet (I did take a short nap afterwards though).  After Jackson woke up we went to wake Dipal and Jayden, but Jackson decided he wanted to lay down with them.  I loved the way Jayden was sleeping, like he was concentrating in his sleep.  I wish these pictures were better quality, but the only thing I could grab in time to take the pictures was my phone.

Monday, August 9:  Knowing that our family was planning on being out of town at the end of the week (My husband had a conference in St. Louis we were planning to attend), I spent Monday on a cleaning spree trying to do all the chores I would usually spread throughout the week.  I'm not sure why, but Jackson is just now developing a fear of the vacuum cleaner.  Although the fear in Jackson's face makes me sad, I thought it was so precious how Jayden rushed to his side to comfort him.

Tuesday, August 10:  This afternoon my family made me aware that my Uncle Cordell, who had been battling pancreatic cancer for a few months, was not doing well and had been taken to the hospital.  Later that night he passed away, and there is no doubt in my mind that he is in a much better place now.  However, it is a season of sadness for my family knowing my Aunt Wilma is having to adjust to days without the love of her life by her side.  Considering the circumstances, I didn't feel much like taking pictures on Tuesday, so I thought for today I would post this picture of my Uncle Cordell holding Jayden on the 4th of July back in 2008.

*I plan on posting some additional pictures as soon as I can scan them into our computer.


Wednesday, August 11:  With the news of my uncle's passing, Dipal and I decided that the boys and I would travel to Tennessee to be with our family.  Dipal wasn't able to be with us as he had responsibilities at the conference in St. Louis.  Wednesday evening we parted ways, and these were my traveling partners on our first trip without Daddy to Tennessee.  We got on the road close to bedtime, so they slept most the way while I (loudly) listened to my Hillsong and Needtobreathe radio stations on Pandora (God bless Pandora - one of the best. things. ever.). :)


Thursday, August 12:  We continued our driving through Tennessee today.  Wednesday we drove to Nashville and stayed at my dad's house, which is only about a 3 hour drive from our home.  From there I drove to my mom's, as she was going to be watching the boys while I attended my uncle's services.  On the drive there I got the idea to do something for my brother and sister who just started their new school year.  I called my mom to tell them to be ready to jump in the car with me and the boys as soon as we pulled up to the house so I could take them for a surprise.  After driving (and walking) them in circles around our hometown, we found ourselves at the Great American Cookie Co. where I had ordered a cookie cake for them saying "Happy New School Year."  Creative?  Probably not.  Delicious?  Absolutely.  Below are my brother and sister posing with their cake before we devoured ate it.  I couldn't help but include the picture to the left because it is so them. :)



Friday, August 13:  Today was the receiving of friends and funeral service, or as my Aunt Wilma called it, "Celebration of Life" for my Uncle Cordell.  Honestly, these pictures were both taken on Saturday, but represented Friday to me, so that is why I posted them here.  The picture on the left is of the beautiful view I took so for granted when I lived in Tennessee.  The picture on the right is of the flagpole that sits outside the church where we celebrated my uncle's life.  He made that flagpole complete with the cross that sits on top, which I learned in one of the many stories I heard through the evening of my uncle's love and hard work ethic.  These were truly the themes of his life and the celebration we had in remembrance of him.



Saturday, August 14:  After the interment our family had time to sit and fellowship with each other over some great and homemade southern food.  Since it is not often we all get together, we snapped some pictures.  Below is my Aunt Nina, Grandfather (whom I lovingly refer to as "Pops"), Aunt Wilma, Aunt Lois, and Aunt Mary.  My Aunt Wilma was Uncle Cordell's wife and my other aunts were his sisters.  My grandfather was his brother.



If I could just leave you with one thing that was impressed upon my heart last week through everything that happened.  In seeing the pictures and listening to the stories that were shared about my uncle, there was a resounding theme of love.  It was much more than saying "I love you," as my uncle wasn't known for telling you he loved you.  It was the actions of love.  My uncle showed the people in his life he loved them, and they knew without a doubt he loved them through those actions.  It wasn't something you talked about, it was something you just knew.  So, I would challenge each of us to live our lives in the same way.  Show love to those in your life, never let them doubt it exists.  It's good to tell them too, but our actions speak so much louder than our words.


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A Time to Embrace

I’m writing with a very heavy heart today.

I just found out that my great uncle, who has been battling pancreatic cancer for some months now, was taken to the hospital.  At the time I’m writing we’re not sure if he will be leaving.

After spending some time in prayer and seeking God through His Word, I have looked at some verses in a new light, and thought I would share.

First, let me tell you about my Uncle Cordell.  He has been a great uncle.  He has been the kind of uncle who never ceased to put a smile on my face, and joy in my heart.  He and my Aunt Wilma (his wife) are truly blessings to be around.  They carry warmth and comfort with them wherever they are, and I believe this is the “fragrance of Christ” (2 Corinthians 2:15) on them.  If my Uncle Cordell knew I was writing this, he would not want you to feel sorry for him, he actually wouldn’t want any attention on him at all.  He was slow to tell anyone of his disease for this very reason, and feel sorry for him you should not.  He is a hard worker who, despite his illness, saw to it that work that needed to be done was tended to.  It runs in the family, my grandfather is the same way.  They are quite the pair of brothers, my Uncle Cordell and Pops, very much alike in the joy they bring and their hard work ethic.  I’m hoping that the same work ethic is instilled deep within me as well, it might just take a little searching to find it.

Aunt Wilma and Uncle Cordell at my college graduation/birthday party, May 2007

Uncle Cordell holding Jayden, 4th of July, 2008

It’s hard to see someone you love suffer with the symptoms of cancer.  One of the times I felt it most was a few months ago when Dipal, the boys, and I met up with my Uncle Cordell and Aunt Wilma along with my Pops, Dad, brother, and sister at some of our family’s property in Tennessee.  There was a lingering sense of sadness that everyone tried to look past as the news of the cancer was still somewhat new.  When it came time to say our goodbyes my Uncle Cordell reached out his hand to shake mine.  In my moment of ignorance I lightheartedly said, “I don’t want a handshake, I want a hug.”  After all, that is typically how we would say goodbye in our family, but Uncle Cordell immediately informed me that while he was on chemo he was instructed to keep his distance from others and their germs, but he reassured me “next time.”  

This was the last time I saw Uncle Cordell.

As I was fingering through the pages of my Bible this afternoon, I was led to 1 Corinthians 15: 35-49, which captured my attention because of the subtitle “A Glorious Body.”  Specifically, verses 43 – 44 shone a glimmer of hope (talking of the body).

43 It is sown in dishonor, it is raised in glory.  It is sown in weakness, it is raised in power44 It is sown a natural body, it is raised a spiritual body.  There is a natural body, and there is a spiritual body.

No matter how dishonoring my uncle's natural body may have been to him through this disease, his spirit will be raised in glory.  No matter how weak this disease makes my uncle’s natural body, his spirit will be raised in power.

Thank you, Jesus.

As Ecclesiastes 3:1 says, “To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven.” It goes on to say in verse 4 “A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance.”

Laughed we have with Uncle Cordell, but now is a season of weeping and mourning the loss of someone we loved very much.  But we have assurance that one day we will be reunited with him in a place of joy.

And I can’t wait to get my hug when I see him there.


*I started to write this yesterday (Tuesday) afternoon after hearing the initial news of my uncle.  Late last night I received a call from my dad informing me that my uncle had passed away, and this morning I completed the post.  Please keep my family in your prayers, specifically my Aunt Wilma, my grandfather, and his sisters and family.

A Time to Embrace

I’m writing with a very heavy heart today.

I just found out that my great uncle, who has been battling pancreatic cancer for some months now, was taken to the hospital.  At the time I’m writing we’re not sure if he will be leaving.

After spending some time in prayer and seeking God through His Word, I have looked at some verses in a new light, and thought I would share.

First, let me tell you about my Uncle Cordell.  He has been a great uncle.  He has been the kind of uncle who never ceased to put a smile on my face, and joy in my heart.  He and my Aunt Wilma (his wife) are truly blessings to be around.  They carry warmth and comfort with them wherever they are, and I believe this is the “fragrance of Christ” (2 Corinthians 2:15) on them.  If my Uncle Cordell knew I was writing this, he would not want you to feel sorry for him, he actually wouldn’t want any attention on him at all.  He was slow to tell anyone of his disease for this very reason, and feel sorry for him you should not.  He is a hard worker who, despite his illness, saw to it that work that needed to be done was tended to.  It runs in the family, my grandfather is the same way.  They are quite the pair of brothers, my Uncle Cordell and Pops, very much alike in the joy they bring and their hard work ethic.  I’m hoping that the same work ethic is instilled deep within me as well, it might just take a little searching to find it.

Aunt Wilma and Uncle Cordell at my college graduation/birthday party, May 2007

Uncle Cordell holding Jayden, 4th of July, 2008

It’s hard to see someone you love suffer with the symptoms of cancer.  One of the times I felt it most was a few months ago when Dipal, the boys, and I met up with my Uncle Cordell and Aunt Wilma along with my Pops, Dad, brother, and sister at some of our family’s property in Tennessee.  There was a lingering sense of sadness that everyone tried to look past as the news of the cancer was still somewhat new.  When it came time to say our goodbyes my Uncle Cordell reached out his hand to shake mine.  In my moment of ignorance I lightheartedly said, “I don’t want a handshake, I want a hug.”  After all, that is typically how we would say goodbye in our family, but Uncle Cordell immediately informed me that while he was on chemo he was instructed to keep his distance from others and their germs, but he reassured me “next time.”  

This was the last time I saw Uncle Cordell.

As I was fingering through the pages of my Bible this afternoon, I was led to 1 Corinthians 15: 35-49, which captured my attention because of the subtitle “A Glorious Body.”  Specifically, verses 43 – 44 shone a glimmer of hope (talking of the body).

43 It is sown in dishonor, it is raised in glory.  It is sown in weakness, it is raised in power. 44 It is sown a natural body, it is raised a spiritual body.  There is a natural body, and there is a spiritual body.

No matter how dishonoring my uncle's natural body may have been to him through this disease, his spirit will be raised in glory.  No matter how weak this disease makes my uncle’s natural body, his spirit will be raised in power.

Thank you, Jesus.

As Ecclesiastes 3:1 says, “To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven.” It goes on to say in verse 4 “A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance.”

Laughed we have with Uncle Cordell, but now is a season of weeping and mourning the loss of someone we loved very much.  But we have assurance that one day we will be reunited with him in a place of joy.

And I can’t wait to get my hug when I see him there.


*I started to write this yesterday (Tuesday) afternoon after hearing the initial news of my uncle.  Late last night I received a call from my dad informing me that my uncle had passed away, and I completed the post this morning.  Please keep my family in your prayers, specifically my Aunt Wilma, my grandfather, and his sisters and family.

Project Life Tuesday: August 1-7


Here is a sneak peek at this week's Project Life...



You can see the rest of the cuteness over at Hope in the Daily Grind! :)

Hope you're having a great week!

Project Life Tuesday: August 1-7




It's one of my favorite posts of the week... Project Life Tuesday!! :)

Here are some of my favorite snapshots from last week, August 1-7, 2010.

Sunday, August 1:  Jayden decided to practice some baseball while wearing his "Uncle Nay Nay's" shirt before my family left to travel back home.  My mom was taking some shots with our camera and I thought these were really cute of Jayden practicing his hitting.  He would throw the ball up in the air himself and then hit it.  I (proud mama) thought that was pretty spiffy for his age. :)  (Who cares that he was hitting a basketball rather than a baseball?)



Monday, August 2:  This child has got to be one of the most photogenic babies I know (proud mama moment #2).  He loves the camera.


Tuesday, August 3:  Happy Birthday to my mom (or GiGi as we call her around here)!!  I took this picture of Jayden with his cheeks full of food because this has been something he has done as long as I can remember.  He'll be eating fine and then all of the sudden will start storing all his food in his cheeks rather than swallowing it.  Thank goodness it's not as consistent as it use to be, but every now and then it still happens.


Wednesday, August 4:  Happy Birthday to G-Man!!  I've noticed this summer that we have a ton of butterflies that flutter around our house as if it's their own little playground.  It's not uncommon for one to land on our door and this is Jackson checking it out.


Thursday, August 5:  I left my empty coffee cup on the coffee table in our living room and when I turned around I noticed a little someone was trying to drink the remaining drops.  This was his reaction to the taste he got.  Warning: Not for those who get grossed out easily.  Don't worry, the very next second he was dancing around proud of himself.


Friday, August 6:  Today was a tough day for me around the house.  It was hard to find the motivation and energy to accomplish a lot and the boys and I just seemed to be on opposite pages.  Seeing Jayden share his last few drops of Gatorade with Jackson after some hot outside play time almost melted away everything that happened that day.


Saturday, August 7:  Today we went to a nearby town that was having a "mud bogg."  I'll explain for those of you like me who are completely unfamiliar with these.  Basically, a mud bogg is when you set up a mud pit to see how far you can drive a 4-wheeler through it before it gets stuck.  The obvious goal would be to make it across the whole pit without getting stuck at all, but that didn't happen for anyone at this event.  Before the mud bogg we watched the town parade complete with a fire truck, antique tractors, and miniature cars who all threw out candy.  The boys and I stayed at the mud bogg as long as we could in the heat, but before the end had to leave to get in some AC.  Unfortunately, we missed my husband getting third place!  Here's his trophy complete with his muddy jeans in the background.  Oh, the things Illinois exposes us to.  :)




Hope you all had a fabulous week!!

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Mama Likes to Write...

So, Mama started a new blog called "Hope in the Daily Grind."

It's a place where I can share my heart and untangle some thoughts apart from the family blog.  I want to keep Cha Cha Chronicles as more of a private family and friends blog where I can focus on sharing what's happening in our lives with our loved ones.  Hope in the Daily Grind will have some things about my family, like a thing called Project Life Tuesday, but will mostly be a place to jot out (I guess it's really typing out) what's going on in my life, head, or heart.

Feel free to follow me over at Hope in the Daily Grind if you're interested in what I'm talking about.  If not, that's cool too.  Just making the offer available. :)

I'll try to let you guys know when I do a Project Life.  (Here are links directly to the first, second, and third ones I have participated in.)  It's something a blogger named Jessica Turner started on her blog The Mom Creative, and since I'm linking those posts up to her site I would rather participate from Hope in the Daily Grind (I need to start shortening that) than from Cha Cha.  Did that make sense?  Basically, I don't want to have a lot of strangers coming to this site, I would rather them go to HITDG (Is that better?).

I obviously need to stop writing now and getting back to life, but I just wanted to share.

Hope to have a new post on here soon, you know, as soon as reality allows. :)

Chaudhari love to you all!

Project Life Tuesday: July 25-31


Oh, my.  I really thought I was going to get this posted on Tuesday.  I can't even tell you how many times I sat down to work on this and then would have to stop for my full time job, being Mommy.  I finally decided I was going to have to wait until the boys were in bed, and within a few minutes of putting everything together, fell asleep sitting straight up with the computer in my lap.  It was just that kind of day.  Like I said last week, my time management skills are in major need of improvement.  It didn't help that our camera is set on the wrong time and I couldn't remember which day our pictures were taken so I kept trying to play everything back in my head... Enough excuses... 

Turn that frown upside down...

Yay!! It's Project Life Tuesday!!  Here's a peek at our lives from July 25-31.

Sunday, July 25:  (Please excuse my long description, but it was that great of a day) We finished up our weekend in Chicago with our first visit to Wrigley Field to watch the Cardinals and Chicago Cubs.  It. Was. Amazing!!  We loved Wrigley and the game was fantastic (Cards won 4-3 in the 11th inning)!!  To top it off, my little man got a foul ball!!  Here's the story recounted as told to our friends and family:  So, there we were, having a great time at the game with the Cards & Cubs tied 3-3.  The Cardinals decided to put in pinch hitter Aaron Miles with 2 outs on the board.  We (as in Dipal and I) were getting a little nervous as his strike count went up to 2.  Then, all of the sudden, just like slow motion in a movie, I see this white ball rocketing towards us.  No, this wasn't one of those soar up in the air and drop balls, this was a rocket.  It flew directly to the seat of Dipal's cousin, Paresh, who dove down to avoid getting hit.  Luckily, Anita's brother Jag was with us and he immediately grabbed the ball from in between the seats and handed it to Jayden.  Oh, the look in Jayden's eyes... Priceless.  Amazing. Precious.  We were all in total shock of what had just happened, but it was fantastic.  We (of course) gave Paresh a hard time about diving to get away from the ball for the remainder of the evening, while he continued to analyze every foul ball from that point on to determine whether it was one he would be willing to try to catch or not (That is, if he had a face mask).  Every time I replayed the event in my mind I literally laughed out loud - It was priceless.  I guess what made it even funnier is that we had talked about the possibility of foul balls heading in our direction and what we would do (I obviously said I would push everyone else out of the way to get a ball for my boys... OK, maybe not).  Even the guys (Cub fans) sitting behind us said to me at the beginning of the game that if they caught a ball they would give it to the boys, but then jokingly changed their minds when they noticed we were Cardinals fans.  I guess it was meant to be, you know, in the "Cards."  (Pun intended.)





Monday, July 26:  No pictures today.  I think I was still on a high from the night before.  Did I mention it was one of my favorite family memories? :)

Tuesday, July 27:  Today I tried to think of something fun and different to do with Jayden and remembered he had received some of those little capsule-looking things that turn into sponges when put in water.  I thought he would enjoy doing a couple of those, so we got a cup of hot water, dropped the capsule in, and waited... and waited... and waited... and went away, played, had lunch, and then remembered to check on it, and thankfully, it was finally complete.  I think the whole process might have taken 1.5 hours.  I thought those things were only suppose to take a few minutes, however, he still enjoyed playing with it until Jackson ripped it into 3 pieces. :)


Wednesday, July 28:  Today I finally got my Illinois driver's license, you know, after living here for 9 months...  I think I'm still secretly hoping in the back of my mind we'll somehow make it back to Tennessee (Please God, pretty please!).



Thursday, July 29:  Baseball isn't just America's favorite passtime, but also my little man's.  I know I'm his mom, but I'm incredibly impressed with his skills considering he's only 2.5.  Lord knows I couldn't teach him a perfect pitch if I tried.  He loves pretending like he's pitching, batting, and running the bases. Sometimes, as he's "running the bases"he'll stop, point, and say "Look Mommy, fireworks!" as if he scored a homerun, to which I stop what I'm doing and clap and cheer.  He's precious.


Friday, July 30:  Today my mom, stepdad, brother, sister, and family puppy dog all came to visit and spend the weekend.  My sister made the bracelet below for me out of my 3 favorite colors - orange, pink, and blue (I specifically like turquoise to be exact, but ya gotta work with what ya got).  I thought she did a great job!


Saturday, July 31:  My mom came in and took some pics of me going through our bedtime routine with Jackson.  I'm all about having routine, and this is one of those things we've done with both boys.  After getting into pajamas, we read a story, pray, sing a song, and then they lay down.  Below is Jackson clasping his hands for prayer time.  Did I mention he's precious?


So, that's it.  This seems sloppy today, but it's time for me to wrap it up and call it quits.

Say a prayer for God to help me with my time management skills?  It goes a lot deeper than just not having time to edit photos and write blog posts.

'Preesh.

Oh, and I'm linking this up over at The Mom Creative.  You should check it out! :)

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