Moving Our Cheese

I was reminded this week of the famous book "Who Moved My Cheese?" when our office switched email server providers.

People are afraid of change.  Especially those that have been operating the same way for past 20 years.

Panic set in: What if I lose my contacts? What if I can't retrieve something? What if? What if?

Change is difficult.  I don't dispute that. At. All.  But if we remain stagnant and unwilling to change or be flexible what does that say about us?

To me, it shows a mistrust in God.  Somehow we don't think that He is going to get us through this next change.  Granted, changing email providers seems like a pretty small change but the changes I'm now referring to can be much bigger and many times more anxiety provoking.

Like actually moving.  To a new home.  We know that we want to move to a bigger home.  We have outgrown our little 2 bedroom townhome and definitely need something that fits our family of four. 

Ethan and Reese shouldn't have to share a room much longer and I actually wouldn't feel comfortable with them sharing a room past a certain age anyway.  I feel that boys and girls have different things going on at different ages and I just don't want to go there....

I LONG for a bigger kitchen.  When I have to dismantle my dish drying rack, move the toaster and the coffee maker to make room for my crock-pot it's time to move. 

I LONG for a garage where I can park my car in the winter time and not have to worry about getting the huge pile of snow off of it only to discover a thick layer of ice underneath that takes 20 minutes to scrape off even with the defroster on full blast.

I LONG for a backyard and front yard to call our own.  Not a patch of grass a few feet wide and long that takes about 5 minutes to mow yet still somehow can be called a "yard".  Whatever.

I LONG for a room in which we can label "the playroom", where toys are actually stored and kids actually are playing in it instead of the "playroom" being our living room where we all sit, watch TV, eat, play with toys, watch Phineas and Ferb and entertain guests.

So I am ready to move our cheese.  It's time.  We are starting the process of figuring out financing, looking closely at numbers, saving, re-budgeting after paying off debt and spending more than we should be spending because we were just so happy to be done with our debt payments, looking at houses, finding a realtor.....and the list goes on. 

We are ready to move our cheese. :-)

Firsts

When you have two toddlers your life is filled with "firsts". 

Reese ate her first (whole) apple this weekend after we visited the pumpkin patch/apple orchard.  She saw her brother eating one and insisted that she take a bite.  So I let her and next thing I knew she was gnawing away and making the cutest sounds as she ate her first apple.

Ethan has picked many pumpkins from the pumpkin patch, but we usually just set them around as decorations.  This year, though, we thought Ethan was old enough to help Daddy carve a pumpkin.  He was a little upset that his pumpkin face was "happy" and not "scary" like he requested.  Sorry little dude you have a social worker for a mommy, not an artist. 

Reese got her toenails painted by one of our babysitters one evening when we out to dinner.  She said that she sat really still for her and just kept looking down at her feet.  This was my handy work above at a later date.  She really did sit still and just kept watching what I was doing. 

Ethan enjoyed his first season of soccer...er maybe his only season of soccer?  We don't think that he's Beckham material, let's put it that way.  He was more interested in picking grass and making faces with the other kids.  But he did get some exercise, played with the other kids, listened intently to his coaches and learned how to dribble the ball pretty well. 

Reese is saying tons of first words.  Her vocabulary is expanding every single day.  Her understanding of every day conversation is also huge.  She thrives on routine and "tells" us what we need to do each morning.  She is also a major pain in the butt. :-)  She gets into everything she's not supposed to.  As soon as I walk into the kitchen, she hops up on the couch and grabs my phone and the TV remote...the two things she's not supposed to touch.  SIGH.  And then when I come back in the room she just grins and laughs.  Oh, it's gonna be a long road ahead with her.  I do think that potty training might be in our near future.  She does not like to have a dirty diaper and will "tell" me when she's pooped and point me in the direction of the diapers.

Ethan and I were able to spend some time together on Friday during his parent's day at school.  It was great to see that the other kids really seem to like him and he seems to be the kid that everyone gets along with.  He doesn't cause fights/controversy and if it's around him he just walks away and finds something else to do.  He is friendly but will also do his own thing if he wants to.  He knew all of the songs that they sang, but didn't raise his hand to answer questions.  He would be taking after his quiet mother on that one.  And you think I'm kidding, but I'm not.  When I was young, I was painfully shy.  Go ahead...laugh.  Those of you that have only known me in my adult life just can't picture it...because now I don't keep my mouth shut and I'm highly opinionated.  But anyone who knew me in grade school can attest to this fact.

So, lots of firsts in the Shepard household. 

What firsts are you experiencing?

This Time of Year

This is the time of year that I love living in Chicago.

I love the absolute brilliance of green leaves turning into majestic reds, yellows, oranges and tints of purple.

I love pumpkin spice lattes.

I love being able to take a walk outside with my kids and wrap them in hoodies and know that they are warm.

I love hearing the crunch of leaves underfoot as I walk down the sidewalk.

I love the briskness of the air outside.  No humidity.  No face-freezing, booger-hardening-in-the nose wind chill (now that was a picture painted with words, wasn't it?).

I love going on our annual trip to the Apple Orchard/Pumpkin Patch and snatching a few dozen of those mouth-watering cinnamon donuts from County Line Orchard.

I love anticipating the joy and elation on my kids faces as they open up their new costumes in the mail.

I can't wait to see Reese take her first steps into the mini-corn maize and petting zoo and hear her cute little squeal of a laugh as she rides the Moo-Choo train for the first time!

I am praying and hoping that my pick for taking our family fall photos on Friday will work out with the sun shining through the beautiful trees and that the kids will be up for tossing a few leaves into the air while our friend snaps pics of their cute little faces!

I am excited to see Ethan and Reese go door to door literally coloring the neighborhood in their Crayola crayon costumes :-)

I can't wait to have Jimm help Ethan carve his first pumpkin (yes, honey I think it's the year to try!).  And dread trying to figure out how to keep Reese a good distance away so that she doesn't have pumpkin guts in her hair.

I love curling up on the couch with a hot cup of coffee and a good book.....oh, wait that was my life before kids. 

I love the thought of raking up the leaves into big piles only to have my two rambunctious kiddos jump in them with all their might and scatter them all over again. 

Oh, yes I love this time of year.

Politics Revisited: Again (Sigh)

So, I posted this on my Facebook profile a few days ago.  I thought it was funny and I also thought that it spoke to how I feel about people continually blaming Obama for our country's current economic crisis. 

I'm sure that Bush is not to blame entirely for everything that occurred during his time as our President nor do I feel that Obama is.  I know that both President's have made some good decisions and some not so good decisions during their time in office. 

This was not meant to be a slam on Bush's character, his Christianity, his family, his children, his children's children, his home, or just plain who he is as a person. 

It was meant to draw attention to the fact that EVERYONE and their sister and brother seem to be intent on blaming Obama for not correcting the economy since taking office when the economy was already in crisis before he even got there. 

It was meant to call out some of those so called Christians and some extreme conservatives who continue to post negative comments about Obama and how this is all his fault.  How we who voted for "Obama to show we weren't racist should vote against him to show we aren't idiots now".  This phrase was posted on facebook by many Christians by the way. That's not at all why I voted for him, but if you want to believe that's the only reason go right ahead. 

So now you know why I posted that.  And you didn't even ask, did you? :-)

Well neither did someone who I used to attend church with.  I got an email from someone with whom I haven't spoken to in well over a year or more voicing their disappointment in me for posting something like that.  And here's the kicker....they thought that it was "a cheap shot and as a Christ follower I thought you would be above something like that". 

What does me being a Christ-follower have to do with the above picture?  Yes, I am a Christian.  I love Jesus with all my heart.  Which is why I posted the picture because I feel that Obama is receiving a lot of negative comments & is getting blamed for circumstances and situations that were already in place when he took office 3 years ago......when Bush was president.  And I don't think THAT is very Christian-like.

Is the language nice? Not necessarily.  Do I think that Bush "screwed us all" literally?  No. 

IT's A JOKE. I laughed when I saw it.  And evidently so did many of you and a few commented on it (and GASP they were from my old church....Christians!!!).  A funny picture to get a point across.  Republican's are dead set on blaming Obama for everything that is happening in our country now.  Guess what?  He's done some incredibly good things and made some awesome decisions since being in office as well (at least in my humble opinion).

The main issue that I had with receiving an email from this person was that I felt like I was being scolded and looked down upon.  I am a 38 year old woman that has developed my opinions over time and they are just that...opinions.  You don't have to agree, you don't have to see eye to eye with me.  I am friends with liberals, independents and many republicans.  We may argue or have "lively discussions" about politics, race, religion, money, health...you name it. 

But never do I say to my friends "I'm disappointed in you" or "shame on you" for thinking that way or "I thought as a Christ follower you were above that". 

You know why?  Because that insinuates that I am BETTER than you.  You are wrong, I am right.  And when it comes down to it, these are our opinions and we have formed them over time because of our circumstances and situations we have come across during our lifetime.

I just want people to respect the fact that just because I am a Christian does not mean I am a Republican.  If I choose to post something on my Facebook profile page that you do not agree with, you can tell me...it's fine.  We have differing opinions.  But please do not "scold me" or say that you are "disappointed in me".  Because honestly it doesn't make me step back and say...hmmmm, maybe I should think about that more.  It just makes me upset and adds fuel to the fire in my little-democratic-social welfare-loving-bleeding heart.

Instead, if you would like to ask me why I feel the way that I do, or maybe explain to me (without first belittling me) why you feel the way that you do in a nice & respectful manner, we may learn something from one another. 

Side Note: Just because I vote Democratic does not necessarily mean that I agree with EVERY policy or stance that this party takes.  It purely means that I have a strong preference toward this party. 

And I think it stinks that I feel I have to clarify that.

That is all.