Moving into Manhood

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Today is St. Patrick’s Day and we chose to honor the day in a momentous fashion. Aaron shaved for the first time! Our 13 1/2 year old OS has completed another rite of passage into manhood. Ike and I are now the only ones who do not shave our faces and I’m hoping we can keep it that way for a long time. There are absolutely no plans for me to shave my face, btw! WHEW!

My husband gave Aaron a few pointers as he navigated around his face. Side by side in the freshly tidied bathroom, Mark patiently instructed his son. The peach fuzz has been so much fun to see sprouting but it was time for Aaron to become a clean-shaven teen.

 These are the precious moments that so many boys never experience because their dad isn’t home or available or interested. Proverbs 22:6 says “train a child in the way he should go and when he is old he will not depart from it.” A father’s influence is important in every way – spiritually, emotionally, physically. I know the Bible isn’t talking about shaving but these bonding moments will shape our son’s masculinity and hopefully he will pass wisdom and character onto his children one day. This is just one simple way my husband is training his boys. We bought Aaron his very own can of shaving cream and a razor and made a big deal about this special experience. One day Aaron will tire of this task but right now, Aaron declared he’s going to shave every day! 


Nate is headed to a short mountain trip with four of his buddies tomorrow morning. They are going by themselves, no parental supervision. Yeah, I’m a little nervous. Ike has a few little pimples on his face and some suspicious emotional outbursts. 
My boys are growing up but I like most of the bittersweet changes.  

You Decide 2008

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Hi friends,

I need your advice. I’m going to make some boxer shorts and would value your expert opinions. Let me know the following:
Which material should I use?

A) white swirlies 


B)
orange bunnies


C)
 colorful circles 

D)
 blue squares and rectangles
E) red swirlies and dots

F) yellow bananas



Next, help me decide which person I should make them for. Here are my choices 
Mark (MDH), 
Aaron (13 yr old OS) or
Isaac (11 yr old OS). 

My almost 18 year old Nathan OS is not interested in me making him underwear. I think it would be fun and cost-effective but the whole idea creeps him out. 
The boxers he likes are about $12 a piece, personally I’d rather make them for a whole lot less $$ but he’s just not down with that! At least some day I’ll be able to make my 2 1/2 year old nephew Jon a pair of Thomas the Tank Engine boxers when he’s potty trained, I know he’ll be ok with that. 
I will make a pair of boxer shorts and put them on my blog for you to see. I doubt there will be any underwear modeling, sorry to disappoint!
Can’t wait to hear from you!

Fancy Pants

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On Tuesday, I’m taking a how to sew a zipper class. Dear friends, you just don’t understand how excited I am to learn this new skill. I have this vision of making my own skirts. If all goes well, I’ll be making some skirts this spring and summer. All these ideas will finally have a place besides in my brain. I’m trying to be realistic here though. Most of my creative ideas don’t usually pan out as well as I’d like but it sure would be awesome if this time it did. 

Right now I’m on a pajama pants sewing spree. Last weekend I cranked out three pairs of pants. The sound of a sewing machine in motion is something I find so relaxing. I like the way it sounds when the needle hits the fabric. I like gliding the material down the machine. I thrill at the notion of putting pieces of things together and making something usable and fun. 
I happened to ask my trainer if she’d like a pair of pajama pants. I ask my sons’ friends and they all have turned me down. What is up with that? 
Don’t 11, 13 and 17 year old guys need pajama pants!? Hmph! But this time my trainer said “ok!” and that’s all I needed to hear. The very next day I beelined to Hancock Fabrics and bought some fleece fabric and days later, presented them to her.
Then I made a pair of “hot pants” for Ike. I used some remnant fabric I had laying around the house and sewed them in record speed. The reason I call them hot pants is the material has a flame pattern. Ike doesn’t like it when I call them “hot pants” though. You have no idea how I love to see my family enjoying my handiwork. 

It is the best feeling to see them in the laundry knowing that they have worn something I made. To me it’s kind of like making brownies or something but not really because you can’t eat pajama pants and they won’t make your butt big but if you have a big butt, pajama pants can be rather unflattering…
NE way, the last pair I made was for me. A pair of periwinkle satin flannel pajama pants that are so comfy. I tailored them to fit me the way I like them and you’d think I thought I was Vera Wang or something. I’m strutting around the house in these bad boys all the time like I’m some kind of fashion pajama pants designer. 

Sweet Treats

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If you are reading this post, you are sworn to secrecy. I wouldn’t even write about my recent baking experience if I thought my oldest son checked my blog regularly. However, Nate, if you are reading this post, Honey, remember Mom loves you very much and would NEVER, EVER, EVER do ANYTHING to harm you…’Member that time when I added just a little bit of chopped spinach to the brownies I baked as an after-school snack? Well, Mom added pureed cauliflower to the banana bread I made yesterday. And that is why I have allowed you to eat as many slices as you have wanted and why I even included a piece of banana bread in your lunch today. It’s because I love you, k?

The reason I did this was because I bought the Deceptively Delicious cookbook by Jessica Seinfeld.  Admittedly, it is a lot harder making food with secret ingredients when you have kids that can read. My boys are reading above their grade levels and can easily read a recipe. 
In a cloud of secrecy I nonchalantly steamed a head of cauliflower while making dinner. Normally I eagerly include my OS in my cooking, this time I said nothing and did it myself. My trusty husband was in on the deal so he took a few pics.

When Nathan got his first piece of the banana bread, he commented that parts of the banana did completely mix into the batter. “Hmmm,” I muttered, hoping he wouldn’t ask any more questions. Praise the Lord, he didn’t.
Although it wasn’t quite as delicious as my mom’s legendary banana bread, I loved feeling guilt-free about my boys gobbling it up. I thought it tasted pretty good, especially with the added cinnamon. 

Has anyone else tried this cookbook? Has anyone tried these recipes on literate people? I am so not a lying person so at this point, I’m adopting the military policy of “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell.”  

Are you smarter than a 5th grader?

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I am not smarter than a fifth grader and our 11 year old OS is proving this. I am always impressed with the range of things my boys learn in school. Do you ever wonder if we were ever taught the things kids are learning these days? Even though I believe Isaac is smarter than me, for a long time Isaac has doubted his own abilities. His grades have been inconsistent and he has been discouraged when report card day arrives. We’re talking drama, tears, the works. So after a great deal of thought and prayer, we enrolled our OS in Learning Rx and in just a few weeks, Ike is getting sharper and faster than we could have ever dreamed. Check out this little video clip about what Ike has learned. In under a minute our orange-haired boy can recite all 43 presidents forward and backward. He goes so fast I can barely keep track of him. I’m reasonably confident that the brain training he is doing will transfer to the classroom. Last week he got a 100% on a math test and Ike was positively glowing. Seeing our son with a happy face is a blessing!

My Prince Charming

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P1010543As Spirit Day drew to a close, it was Dress Up as Your Favorite Hero Day and Aaron decided he wanted to be someone extra special and quite appropriate – Prince Charming.

My 13-year-old OS has the pretty face and the affable personality but lacked the actual costume. We don’t do a lot of dress up in our family of boys but with a little ingenuity, we came up with a pretty cool outfit.

First we went to Staples and got some metallic posterboard.

P1010547I didn’t know they made metallic posterboard so that was quite convenient. We cut a crown design out of the posterboard and I glued a ton of little beads around it. It looked so shimmery and royal. Kind of like real jewels but not really. Check out the artistry…

P1010542I had some satin gold fabric and against all odds, I made my first pair of satin prince pants. My dumb sewing machine was acting the fool so my wonderful friend Michele let me borrow her top of the line machine.

It’s a $1500 sewing machine and man, that baby can purr. I’m not sure I’m giving it back to her, I seriously loved that machine. I have told my husband that if he really loved me, he would get me that machine. I’ll let you know how that’s going…I was definitely not worthy to even use the foot pedal of this fine piece of machinery, I savored every second and stitch.

P1010541After finishing the prince pants, I also made him a fancy slate grey vest complete with gold trim. It was so simple to make but I was really proud of myself! I am totally in the zone when I am doing things for my family. During a quick trip to the Goodwill, I found a nice man’s white collared shirt for Aaron – and then the biggest find of all, I bought a pair of women’s shoes. He wasn’t going to wear them, rather he took one shoe to school as he searched for his lovely Cinderella.

As luck would have it, I had a scrap of red satin fabric to make a little sash. When we put the costume together, he seriously looked like Prince Charming! Even when he was standing next to his best bud Zack aka Peter Pan.

This was a Spirit Day our family won’t forget!

Sew Special

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Over the weekend I made my two oldest boys pajama pants. This week is Spirit Day at their school and each day signifies a different theme. Monday was pajama day so I literally dusted off my sewing machine and very slowly created homemade pjs for my boys. I have a love/hate relationship with sewing. I am not a talented seamstress but really enjoy creating things for my family. It is one of the most discouraging activities I can do but also one of the most rewarding once it’s all done and I have a finished product in my hands.  


At midnight on Sunday, I put the finishing touches to the pants. They were wearing them to school seven hours later. Even those the pattern says it’s Sew Easy, for me, I think it’s Sew Difficult! Several times when I wanted to give up. Like when the bobbin jammed. And when the needle bent. And when the machine wasn’t threaded correctly and I thought it was. And when there were about a million threads everywhere. Sewing is a challenge for me and I don’t have any natural skill. I can get so discouraged but then I remember James 1:2-4 “Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of mnay kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.” I felt pride looking upon my work knowing I didn’t give up. Nate’s pj pants were made of light blue flannel and had little lizards in the pattern. It was left-over material from my nephew Josiah’s baby blanket. Even though he’s a senior in high school, they looked seriously cute on him. He was adorable. It was worth it. 

Aaron’s pj pants were black fleece with colorful teddy bears dancing. They looked comfy and hilarious especially when he brought in a stuffed animal and a blankie to complete the look. One of his teachers fell in love with the pants and that’s such a satisfying feeling for me as a mom. Those are the moments when I feel that my perseverance paid off. It was worth the toil and time. The same is true for my faith, I must press on in times of despair and uncertainty. 

If you were to look at the pajama pants you would notice they were not made by a professional seamstress. You don’t even have to get up too close to the pants and you’d know a real amateur made them.  Think about something you need to push through and not give up on. Think about something you want to create. I’d love to hear and see the results.

Black Wig Productions, Epic Battle 2

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This is what three boys who shall remain nameless decided to do one night while their parents who shall remain nameless enjoyed a dinner with friends. They were supposed to sort the laundry and put it all away – that didn’t happen and these three unsupervised boys found something very unusual to do to wile away the time. Don’t even try to follow the plot, just enjoy the absolute absurdity of this “production.” I’ll let their “parents” know what you think (wink, wink).

Special Reception for Nominees

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Today we attended a reception for academy nominees at the office of our state congressman David Price. 

As we were walking into the building I was so joyous that my wise husband took Nate to buy a new suit for the event. It hadn’t even crossed my mind and I would ahve been kicking myself if Nate would have not had a spiffy suit and a snazzy tie to mark this momentous occasion. My handsome collection of testosterone – oh how I love them!
Each congressman only picks 10 candidates for the respective academies which was something I didn’t know. We were so proud that Nate was nominated. While there he met a former classmate he knew in elementary school and they are both candidates for West Point.

When my four men walked in, I felt like the proudest mama in the building. You should have seen them all shaking hands and introducing themselves, even to Congressman Price. Nate got his picture taken with the Congressman next to the American flag. I guess that was a current Congressman meeting a future Congressman with Presidential aspirations. Remember Nate in ’28! 

Hide and seek

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I can let him stuff his face with cotton candy and then conveniently drop him off at his house with a sugar high that hits da roof- I like that!

With all this college stuff looming in the horizon (can stuff loom?), I need a diversion.

Two-year-old Jon serves that purpose. So does his baby brother Si but this post is about a delightful time I enjoyed with Mr. Walking Backwards Guy (aka Jon). He likes to walk backwards every time he sees me.

One day while visiting my sister and the babies, Jon and I played a game of Hide and Seek.

We would take turns hiding and it was so funny to see him looking hither and yon for me. He had a preferred spot for me to hide which made the game rather unchallenging but still immensely fun.

When it was my chance to find Jon, I would pretend to be completely baffled trying to locate him. I looked in the curtains. No Jon. In a pair of shoes. No Jon. In a drawer. Astonishingly, no Jon.

Every single time he hid in the exact same spot. When it was my turn, I’d tuck myself under the dining room table and wait for him to “find” me.  He must have thought, “Wow, Dees (that’s his name for me) is pretty dense,” since I usually hid in the exact same spot. But that’s one of the hidden rules of the game with Jon.

I’m so glad he put up with my antics.

We would still be playing hide and seek if it were up to him. How does he do it? He makes everything hilarious!

Doesn’t this look like fun?

I can’t wait to do it again and again and again! Bet you can’t find me – HA!