Ok, so I'm not so good at titles, but this is about some of the stuff that has been going on in my life right now and its summer. First, I just have to let you know how excited I am about the fact that Abba music is now popular again and there is a movie about it. I loved them when I was in junior high. And of course now I am getting Hanna to love them too. I am always listening to music in my car and me and my kids sing alot. Well, Hanna sings with me now, Derek's taste has changed and he listens to Christian metal (I guess that's what its called) and I can't even understand what the heck they are saying and Chris won't sing at all. Abba sings a song called "Gimme Gimme a Man after Midnight", which has a catchy tune. Well to hear a 7 year old sing "Gimme Gimme a man after midnight" is funny but not right. So I told Hanna she could only sing it in the car with me or in her room by herself. That's all I need is some mom asking me what am I exposing my child to. Hanna did ask me what it means "Gimme a man after midnight" and I told her that the girl singing the song is lonely and wants a husband to sleep with like me and daddy (I mean really sleep) so she won't be lonely any more. I thought I did well.
Derek is now working at Long John Silvers on Western. And likes it better than the Big Texan. There was an incident where one of the managers asked Derek to set up a 7 top, so he did. She got angry after he was done and pulled him by the hair to the table and told him this was not a 9 top and to fix it. She was written up, but I don't know if they did anything to her or not. We decided to let Derek finish the rest of his schedule for the week, and find something else. Sean and I discussed it whether he should give a two week notice, but decided they didn't deserve it. I'm not bad mouthing them, the food is great, but the management sucks. The first night he worked at Long John's was great. Derek said the manager didn't yell at him once. Apparently, he was yelled at on a regular basis at the other job.
We bought our house in September of last year. It is our first one, so we are getting used to all the maintenance stuff. And being summer, we have delegated chores for the kids. Christopher has gotten the chore of mowing the yard. We have done a lot of work to get our yard to look good. When I was growing up, we always had a great yard to play in and I loved to lay in the grass. So I am excited that we have that for them now, course they probably don't appreciate it right now. Any way, Christopher mowed one evening when Sean was working late and when I went to see the front yard, well, lets just say we called our lawn the Dr. Suess yard of the neighborhood. There were what looked like hills, in no rhyme or reason. Come to find out the mower wasn't level on both sides. So the next time Chris had to mow, Sean checked the mower to make sure it was even. But watching Christopher mow and Sean telling him how to watch where you are going, try to follow the lines and overlap so we don't have the Dr. Suess look, made me think about how hard it is to get your kids to put their best into everything they do. They seem to only put their best into what they want. Just like me sometimes. It says in the bible, do your best at all things all the time, (not in those words, but you know what I mean). So I wonder, does God want to spank us when we half way do something, like I do with my kids? I love that God gives me these moments in life to be able to step back and remember I am not perfect, that I need to try harder also, and not to be so hard on my kids, because I was once in their shoes.
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The song thing is funny. Morgan likes a song that says I want to have his baby but he hates me. lol. It's funny to hear her sing that she has no idea what it means. she calls it the brown eyes song because the guy has brown eyes in the song. Anyhoo I'm pretty easy going about that kind of thing!
This made me laugh - I can just picture God on His throne pulling off His belt to give us a once over. Yes, it is good to remember that we too were once in their shoes. Good thinking:)
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