Counting

I can’t wait to get to heaven today. I have different reasons on different days why I look forward to my Lord’s return. Nothing lofty or anything, actually quite selfish. I get tired of counting two things.

Money

I made a list of all the different accounts that need to stay balanced each month.

Two credit cards
US check book
Kenya account
Supporter salary statements
Work Funds

All of these relate to each other. If one gets off balance, the tower comes tumbling down!

In heaven I don’t have to count. Even now when there is enough to go around, I look forward to the day when there will ALWAYS BE an ABUNDANCE!

Calories

I weighed myself this morning like I do every morning. I usually guess what I feel like I weigh before I get on the scale. The number I see will tell me what will be comfortable to wear the rest of the day.

I’ve lost 15 pounds since Christmas. That is a pants size. What motivated me was that there were so many clothes in my dresser that didn’t fit. What a shame. Now they fit and my Christmas, Home Assignment clothes fall off me. This made me happy for a while but on days like today, I just wanted a comfy pair of jeans that gave a little in the waist. Either I have jeans that fit well or are bunchy in the crotchy. So to get comfy jeans, I could lose another 5 lbs. I am quite sick of counting weight watcher points and feeling chubby when I really am not. My close friends have noticed that I’ve lost since returning to Kenya. I’ve had three kids and major surgery and I notice it on me even if no one else does.

When I do my grocery shopping, meal planning, and baking. I think should I really buy this cause I’ll most likely be the one to eat it? How can I cook this meal with fewer calories even though my hubby and kids could use a little extra fat on them? Should I bake this cause my kids like it or I like it?

I thought of my sister Sarah today. She has identified ‘eating’ days. I think they come monthly. And I am having one today. I am just hungry and trying to stay disciplined. I might succeed. I might not. Don’t ask me tomorrow!!!

In heaven, I will look amazing! And I can eat from my Lord’s Table as much and as often as I want. And the food will not taste like it’s made from low fat milk products and sugar free sweetners.

Mocha’s made with full caffeine, Hershey’s chocolate, and whole milk. Give me a triple.
Lucky Charms with extra charms and more than ½ cup serving.
Toast with butter and fully sweetened jam.

Lunchmeat sandwiches with extra cheese and lots of mayo.
Iced Tea with lots of sugar.
Chips with dip.
Chocolate chip cookies dipped in milk.

Sirloin steak with mushroom sauce.
Twice baked Potatoes.
Fresh cooked veggies with butter and salt.
Salad dripping in Ranch dressing.
Cheesy garlic bread.
Beverage of my choosing.
Chocolate chip cookie dough ice-cream with chocolate syrup, walnuts, and two cherries on top.

And the next day would be a completely different menu for eternity!

Monkeynastics

Every Monday Caleb and Levi attend monkeynastics. It’s a South Africa based program and I am using it to replace the home schooling PE program I am supposed to be doing with Caleb. I’m not a PE kind of person and they have a lot more fun at monkeynastics than they would have with me!

Levi’s class is for 2-3 year olds from 11:00 to 11:30 am and Caleb is 4-6 year olds from 11:30 to 12:00 am. It’s at another compound 2 blocks from our house.

They love it. They do something different each week and are also learning how to stand in line, wait their turns, pay attention to directions, and not chatter all the time. As I watch them, the program is a lot about coordination and balance. Throwing balls at a target and catching it as it bounces back at them, walking on a short balance beam, locking their elbows to hold their weight on parallel bars.

Levi can be quick to say I can’t do it. But his class size is small enough that the instructor takes time with him until he succeeds. Than we cheer, his confidence is bolstered, and this past Monday, he didn’t try to give up at all!

Caleb asks almost daily, is today monkeynastics day. He’s slowly learning the days of the week. They get special t-shirts to wear and at the end of the term, they each get a medal. I get to watch my kids have fun and talk to other moms I don’t get to see very often.

Monkeynastics!

 

This Dolphin Family

By Caleb William

A condensation of Dolphin Adventures

The baby had a hook in his tail. And then the diver came and helped the baby dolphin and the dolphin was scared. He saw the diving knife and then the mom and dad went to get it. And then the two sharks came and wham and wham, the mother and father whamed it. And blood was buffeling out of the shark. And the diver didn’t help the sharks because they didn’t have any hooks in him. And the shark was coming after the baby dolphin and the diver. The mother dolphin came along and whammed it in the gill.

The End.