Thursday, May 31, 2007

Recent Developments...

I've been rather remiss in talking about the kiddos and the new things that they are doing, so I thought I would give you a bit of a look at what the kids are up to:

1. Tot has started sleeping every night with a pillow over her face. Over. We put her to bed all normal like, and then when I go to check on her before I go to sleep, there she is. Laying perfectly normal (well, usually she's either moved from the bed to the floor or under her table, so sortof normal) with a giant adult sized pillow with a Dora the Explorer pillowcase completely covering her head. She does this during naps, too.

2. Little David will only wipe his nose on my clothes. He has cat-like speed and reflexes when it comes to Kleenex and no amount of prodding will catch that speedy little head. But man, the moment I pick him up he nuzzles right down into my neck and I go thinking it's all sweet and then I remember, I am just a human tissue to him. And wouldn't you know, there is a days worth of snot on my brand new shirt.

3. Tot will only read "Happy Potty Books". We started this thing where she has special books and toys that she only gets to play with when she is on her Big Girl Potty. It's actually worked a little too well, because now she never wants to leave the thing. Anyways, we mostly have Bearenstein Bear books in there and up until recently she's loved them. However, apparently, she's decided that Mamma Bear is too angry too often. She looks at the books and says "Mamma Bear angwee. Angwee Potty Book, I no read. I read Happy Potty Book!". We've had to sort through all of our books to find the ones that look the happiest. I'm sad to say only one Bearenstein Bear book made the cut. I don't think I ever realised how often Mamma Bear is getting on to those poor cubs. Geesh, cut the kids a break.

4. Little David should have a SAG card. The moment I put him down, or walk away, take away a toy, or generally do anything he finds displeasing, he crumples up his mouth and faceplants onto the carpet. You would think that a kid of his size (he's basically a tank) wouldn't be able to fold in half, but he can and does regularly. The drama that he can pull from this one little act is astounding. I've never seen anything look so pathetic in my life. He just lays there with his face in the carpet and cries and cries. The moment you pick him up, he sniffles a little, makes a brave little face and snuggles into your neck, sighing with relief. You then feel awful for putting him through such misery. But if you look at just the right second, he totally smiles, knowing the battle has been won.

Life may not be the most normal at our house, but surely no one laughs as much as we do.

"Therefore I urge you brethren, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies a living and holy sacrifice, acceptable to God, which is your spiritual service of worship."
Romans 12:1

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Is That Sunshine I See?!

Hallelujah! I can see the blue sky again!
Load up the stroller, kiddies, we're goin' on a walk!
"Therefore I urge you, brethren, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies a living and holy sacrifice, acceptable to God, which is your spiritual service of worship" Romans 12:1

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Holy Oh-My-Goshness Cinqos, Baby! Is 10 Days Away!

Would you all like to know more about the the Rock Star awesomeness that is Cinqos, Baby!?

I knew you would!

For our 5th anniversary, David & I decided that we should go on a by ourselves vacation. Thanks to his wonderful parents, who after this week of full time Tot & Bubba wrangling will never want to watch our kids again, we are jet setting off to the lovely city of San Antonio for seven days of doing whatever the stink we want.

I don't think that words are capable of explaining the total and whole body joy that I feel at the prospect of seven nights of uninterrupted sleep and seven days spent with my best pal in the whole world.

And what would an Unsinkable and her man choose to do for seven days in a city that they have both been to at least twice? Only the coolest things EVER!

1. Dublin Doctor Pepper Plant, Shiner Bock Brewery & Blue Bell Ice Cream Factory. Dave & I both love seeing how things are made, and some of our favorite shows are those like Unwrapped where you get to see how a Peep is made. Being so close to so many crazy cool places, how could we resist?? And seriously, free samples, guys. That's all I have to say about that.

2. SeaWorld, of course. We love rollercoasters, and even spent our 3 anniversary at 6 Flags riding all the rides we could, so we knew a trip to SA wouldn't be complete without a little coaster action and a meet and greet with Shamu.

3. Becker Vineyards in the Hill Country. What would an anniversary trip be without a little romance? We'll stroll through the vineyards and the lavender fields (oh yes, they have lavender fields) holding hands, do a little wine tasting, buy some sachets and then order some pizza and dr pepper back at the hotel and watch some TV. Because that's how we roll.

4. The Riverwalk, natch. A) I love typing that word because it sounds bad, but isn't. Anyways, we will definitely spend lots of time on the Riverwalk. We've been saving our pennies and our silver change for about a year in a little bank in our kitchen and we hadn't been able to decide what to spend our growing wealth on. Well, the decision is over. We're going to use it to eat breakfast on the Riverwalk each morning. How cool is that?? In addition to our penny breakfasts, we will take the Riverboat tour, eat at places we've never been before, and buy matching tshirts. We almost decided to buy matching tshirts at everyplace we went to, but thought that was a little excessive, and definitely not cost efficient, but still very funny.

5. Austin! On the way to and from SA we will be stopping in Austin for some good food. On the way there we'll eat at County Line BBQ on the Lake. There is an awesome deck there that overlooks Lake Austin and has tons of chairs and tables to munch on your rock star awesome BBQ. On the way home, we'll be stopping at a Cigar place for David and then we'll stay the night at a B&B right by the University, complete with double decker wrap around porch, basically our dream home.

6. Friends. While in SA, we'll be having dinner with our friends, the Moffetts. At least part of them, Colin will have already left for their new home by the time we get there. Luckily, we'll get to see Laurie & the kids before they all go!

7. And finally, we plan to take insanely funny pictures the whole time. The best part of this trip is spending it with my best friend in the whole world. We've had so much time just planning what we're going to do, I can't imagine how much fun the real thing will be!

Cinqos, Baby!!
"Therefore I urge you, brethren, by the mercies of God to present your bodies a living and holy sacrifice, acceptable to God, for this is your spiriual service of worship" Romans 12:1

Cabin Fever

Okay, if it doesn't stop raining here soon, I'm going to go insane. I mean, certifiably insane.

Now, I love rain as much as the next person, and I love cloudy and gray weather, too. After all, I did grow up in Indiana and lived in Michigan. And there is a reason I moved to Texas. I LIKE THE SUN MORE. Well, that and Dave wanted to live here, but you know.

We are now at the end of May and the entire month we have had almost constant rain, clouds, and severe weather. This week was the first week I haven't heard the tornado sirens in I don't know how long. People are mowing their lawns like crazy in the early morning hours, just trying to play catch up because the more it rains the higher the grass gets and the more frequently you must cut it. For a region that rarely needs to break out the lawnmower more than once every two weeks in a usual summer, this mowing every three days junk is getting on our nerves.

Technically, it's getting on our neighbors nerves. The Chapman household has called a moratorium on mowing the front yard because while it is the part of our house that everyone sees, it is also the muddiest, yuckiest, and smallest part. Being on the point of a curved street where wind whips the grass away has made our little yard (you can't even call it a lawn), a patchy little nothing of a yard and while mowing does chop down some weeds and grass, mostly it just tills up the mud that this rain has created and makes it look even worse. So our neighbors are going to have to deal with the weeds for another week.

And lest I forget the original purpose of this blog, the CABIN FEVER. Tot and I thrive on getting outside and doing something. I love to take walks around the park almost daily, or walk to the library, or really anything that gets our little trio outside. Tot just loves to run around in circles and go nuts and burn off all that energy her little body some how contains. Little David doesn't really care where we are as long as he is attached to my hip like a barnacle, or at least within grabbing distance.

Needless to say, Tot and I are going nutso. She's running all over the house getting into new things every day, and apparently working on her vocabulary in the off season. She has started talking up a storm and saying words Dave and I had no idea she knew, and talking about concepts we thought we far beyond her little scope.

For instance, last night, we had just put Little David down for the night and Tot comes in to the living room and tells us she needs to use the Big Girl Potty and make poops (hilarious in and of itself). Elated, we race to the bathroom and she climbs up to the Big Girl Potty (she's past the tiny potty, and now uses the big one with a little seat on top, which by the way, is easy to forget about until you sit on it yourself. Not quite big enough for a grown up booty). She shucks off her pull up and sits and says "I go poo poo now, Mommy, I need my potty book peas." I hand her her copy of some Bearenstein Bears book, that she only gets to read on the Big Girl Potty, and we wait. The waiting is broken up with a few college tries to go poopoo, quickly followed by squeals of laughter. She thinks the trying is quite funny. In fact, we spend most of the time in there with her fake trying and then shrieking laughter. I ask her if she'd like to try again later and she says "No Mommy, Poo Poo not coming. We wait for poo poo." And so we wait. Eventually we get a toot, and she decides that that is good enough. "I all done now Mommy. I go watch Ter Pan (Peter Pan)."

I seriously have come thisclose to videotaping her trying to go to the bathroom and then laughing. If it weren't worlds of inappropriate, I would SO do it and post it here for all of you to watch. Seriously the funniest thing I've ever seen.

You know, talking about our Funny Tot has made the rain not seem so bad. I guess if nothing else, not being able to go play outside has enabled me to focus more on their funny day-to-day activities. It could be worse :)

But you had better know that as soon as that sun peeks out, I'm going to be loading up the double stroller, our bags of bread crusts and our library books, and we'll be heading out and not coming back until we're sun burnt and exhausted. Ah, good times.

"Therefore I urge you, brethren, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies a living and holy sacrifice, acceptable to God, which is your spiritual service of worship"
Romans 12:1

Saturday, May 26, 2007

Days Never Finished.....

Boy, have I been working. Your Unsinkable has been literally knee deep in laundry today, and she's feeling like it might never be done.

So far today I have:

Swept and mopped the kitchen, swept and mopped the bathroom, gathered all the dirty clothes from the four corners of our house, unpacked us all (finally), put away all the odds and ends all around the house, did the dishes, cloroxed the sink, cloroxed the kitchen counter tops, cleaned Little David's room, cleaned Tot's room, cleaned our room, dusted our room, vacuumed the house, done a load of kids clothes, a load of towels, a load of our clothes, changed the sheets on all our beds, changed the bedding on all our beds, and am currently working on the last 6 loads of laundry (did I mention it's been awhile?).

So what instigated this Twister Cleaning of massive proportions?

David being sick.

I'm sure I've mentioned before that I hate to do laundry. I enjoy doing almost all other housework, but MAN, I hate laundry. So, therefore, I put it off until the very last pair of underwear has been worn. Unfortunately, this drives David insane. He's much more routine oriented than I am. While I tend to do things in giant bursts (cleaning, diets, planning), he just does little things day by day. Honestly, his way is a lot better.

Well, despite David's plodding along like normal, eating pretty healthy, being a little more active, he's been quite sick. We figured it was allergies, because our weather has been insanely weird. So, he's been popping Claritin like it was candy and downing himself with Tylenol PM every night. Doesn't make for a happy Dave.
Anyways, this morning I was online trying to find someways to ease his suffering and I kept reading the same thing. All the Doctors recommended showering before bed each night to remove the pollen & such from your hair and body so it wouldn't transfer to the sheets and you lay in it all night long.

And the light bulb turned on.

I have been procrastinating on doing laundry for so very long, and poor Dave has just been living in a cesspool of pollen! All the clothes he wears outside, the sheets that we lay on each night (to be fair, I do wash those each week), and the kids and the dog tracking in all the pollen all over the house. Poor guy!!

So I resolved no longer to linger in my laundry duties, and I gathered the clothes and began the Great Laundry Day, and scrubbed the house clean, and lysoled all the phones and the doorknobs and the lightswitches.

Now, this may not help at all. He may just be one allergetic man and nothing I do can change that. But at least now I know that I've tried my hardest to help (and it's always easier to keep things clean than to get them that way), and the best part? MAN is my house shiny!!

We'll be relaxin' in style tonight, baby!
"I have been crucified with Christ; and it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me; And the life which I now live in the flesh, I live by faith in the Son of God who loved me and gave himself up for me"
Galatians 2:20

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Summer Vacation

It always seems unfair to me that kids in school get a three month vacation while I do not. I realize that I got one while I was in school, but I think that I should still get one. Summer Vacation was always so filled with fun and new things. You went places, tried things you didn't have time for normally, and it felt like things just ran a little slower. And so, dearest Readers O' Mine, I've decided that I will indeed have my very own Summer Vacation.

Here are my plans:

~ Go to or Rent a movie once a week. Has to be one I do not own, and one I haven't seen, and I guess I could borrow one, too. Friday Night = Movie Night.

~ Read a book each week. It can be one of those fluffy Love Inspired books for all I care, just something fun to read in my down time.

~ Fix a new meal each week. It can be frozen, as long as it's trying something new :)

~ Continually work on my daily time with God. By the end of my summer vacation I want to notice if I didn't get my time in and I want it to be the critical start of my day. Waking up to do this before the kids get up will definitely be a challenge, but I think I'm up to it.

~ Spend as much time outside as humanly possible.

~ Do 2 big projects. I have chosen to set up a clothes line and to plant a tiny starter vegetable garden. I have a feeling that both of those pursuits will help me spend time outside, as well as brush up on my homekeeping abilities - LOL.

And for the little goals,

I plan on painting my toes a new color each week, trying out new makeup, cleaning out the hall closets, and planting some flowers in my front yard.

Here's to a great summer vacation!

"I have been crucified with Christ; and it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me; and the live which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God who loved me and gave himself up for me."

Galatians 2:20

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

My Indiana Home

Oh Friends, How I have missed you! It's only been five days (ish), but it's felt like a week. It took me probably an hour this morning to catch up on all my blog friends, and I still have more left! Today I am pretty much taking a break from all productivity because there are four men over here working on our AC unit. It ever so politely broke right before we had to leave for Indiana, so that while we were waiting for parts to come in, we were in much cooler weather. Regardless, having a house full of workers kindof limits what you can do during the day, so I've just been tidying up around the house and trying to keep Tot from dancing in the hall where they were working.

But anyways, on to the trip!

I had such a wonderful time, that I will try to relay it all in pictures. I realize that that is cheating, but I can't possibly tell you everything that happened. I could do it in installments, but that would be exhausting. So, here we go!

Friday was Daves and My 5th anniversary! We spent the first part of the day loading everyone up and driving to the airport and flying two hours to Indiana. It was AWESOME to see everyone there and the rest of the afternoon was spent driving around and seeing all of our family and friends in various places. But the best part of the day (sorry everyone else), was the evening. My totally wonderful family, and most excellent cousins, watched the kids while David and I got to go on a real live all by ourselves date. We went to my favorite pizza place, Pizza King, and then walked around my favorite park, Shadyside, for almost two hours. What better way to spend your anniversary then time alone with eachother? Well, that and ending the night with Dairy Queen was pretty sweet.

Then we picked up mom at the airport and the weekend officially begun! Because the party never really starts until Mom's around :)

The next day we all milled around the house, eating breakfast and playing with the new toys Mom brought the kids. She got Tot a little newborn Cabbage Patch doll, whom Tot named Big Girl, and has not let out of her sight since. Bubba got some adorable bug toys that he's loving to chew on.

Around noon, we got to the church where the party was, and proceeded to eat, talk and hug the rest of the day. My grandparents had quite the turn out for their 50th anniversary party, and they looked wonderful. My Aunt Dana and Aunt Susan planned the whole thing and it couldn't have been more perfect. We had just the right amount of food (I still maintain that the strawberries were meant to be leftovers), and the decorations were gorgeous. It was so very much fun!

Added to the awesomeness, were again, my cousins, who watched my kids while I flittered around talking to friends I hadn't seen in years. I somehow missed getting a picture of Colleen, except in the group shot, but here is my 15 year old cousin, Karen, who is getting crazy pretty and I can't believe how old she is. I have a picture of me holding her watching TV when she was just a newborn (side note: I actually have a permed mullet in that picture, so I'll never post it). My cousins were just so much fun this weekend and I really wish that I lived closer to see them more.
And here is the picture of our family, minus my Dad, Brandon and his family, who couldn't be there. The only way the weekend could have been better would have been for them to be there. But we hobbled along anyways, and had a great time together, culminating in the slumber party that night. We ordered a ton of pizza, in addition to all the leftovers, and stayed up until way past our bedtime. Mammaw was the first to nod off, followed by Dave (who was just exhausted and starting to get allergy yucky), then Pappaw, then me, then the girls, then finally my Mom and my aunts and uncles, who stayed up until around 1am chit chatting. I seriously have the best family in the whole world.

The next morning was Sunday, and we went to my home church, Lindberg Rd Church of Christ. I loved worshipping with my family again, in the "Grile Pew", and filling the whole thing up. It's a great thing to be a part of a whole family believing in Christ. After church we rounded up the old youth group, and took a picture. We missed some, but gained a bazillion kids and spouses! Later that evening, Dave, Tot & I left Little David asleep at home, and went out with our friends Steve & Tangie and their girls, and Adam & Kelly and their new son. We had more pizza at another of my favorite places, Mancino's, and stayed until the place closed, laughing and deciding to bring old hand gestures back to our vernacular. Tot got along famously with Zada and Reagan, and I think if we lived there would have friends for life. She had so much fun, in fact, that we barely had to do anything with her all through dinner. She was just jabbering away and playing with the girls. Then we toured the new building at church and chatted more until we all had to go home or fall asleep in the foyer.

Oh, and I almost forgot. Sunday afternoon we spent almost entirely outside. This picture is my second favorite tree in my grandparents yard. My all time favorite had to be cut down a couple years ago, and it still makes me sad. Stupid rot. Anyways, this is now my favorite I guess, it's HUGE and give the yard so much shade and I've always thought it was beautiful. It was great to see my kids run around and play underneath it just like I have done my whole life. I don't think I've ever seen grass so green or soft as in their yard. It's perfect for laying down and just playing around. Brandon and I spent a ton of time there (well, when we weren't playing their Nintendo), and I have the best memories.

While we were there, Tot learned how to roll down the hills, and Bubba perfected an even cooler trick: Standing!!

That's right, Little David is now an officially standing man. He's been trying it for awhile, but hadn't just gotten it down. This weekend, he starting standing all the time, even when we weren't around to force him to try :)

Look at how grown up he's looking! Now, if he starts walking before his first birthday, I'm gonna lose a dollar to Dave. Suck.

And here again, is my sweet baby boy, wearing his super cool "1" hat that my Aunt Dana got him. In addition to perfecting standing, Little David also learned how to crawl up stairs crazy fast and Aunt Dana even taught him how to go back down without falling (which is key). He is now an official champ!

And last but certainly not least, here is a picture of my youngest girl cousin, Sierra. She was so amazingly wonderful, watching the kids all weekend and playing with them, and generally just being awesome. Not only is she great with my babies, she's a wonderful ballerina (she's been in the Nutcracker for years), and is just beautiful.

You know, this seems to be a pattern. If I heard it once, I heard it a thousand times that my cousins were wonderful, that the whole church loved them, and that they were good, strong christian examples. I couldn't have asked for better cousins!

To end the weekend, on Monday we ate our way through town. We started the day with wedding cake for breakfast (well, technically it was anniversary cake, but whatever), then hit White Castle for our mid morning snack. Then we were off to Gene's for Hot Dogs and Rootbeer, where David and I also got shirts. And we wrapped it all up with a trip to Fraziers for a Butter Pecan sundae and a visit across the street to see the ducks and turtles.

So, to summerize: It was a fantasticly awesome trip, I have an almost perfect family and I can't wait until the next time I see them all. Hopefully, it won't be another year and a half!!

And now... the countdown to Cinqos begins!! 15 days left Baby!!

"I've been crucified with Christ; and it is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God who loved me and gave himself up for me." Galatians 2:20

I'm Back, Baby!

I'll give you a much better update later, but let's leave it at this for now:

Dave and I BOTH gained 6 pounds from eating so much.

The kids behaved much better than anticipated.

I have the best family in the world.

"I've been crucified with Christ; and it is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God who loved me and gave himself up for me." Galatians 2:20

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Zippety Do Dah! Zippety A!

My oh my, it's starting out to be a wonderful day already. By the way, if I have misspelled Zippety A, you know too much about Disney.

Anyways, WOW. What a great day already!! It's 56 degrees outside, a perfect morning temperature, and it's sunny and gorgeous. The lawn got mowed last night (thank you, sweetie), and I have a feeling we will finally get to play outside today.

But the best part of today? Hands down, The Tot. In the short hour that she's been awake, I have already laughed so hard and hugged her so much that I just can't stand it. Here are the highlights:

6:35am - Tot & I are in my bed, she's watching Oobi and I'm trying to eek out another 30 min of sleep. Tot stands on the bed and looks down at me and says "Mommy!! I a GIANT!" and lifts her tiny hands above her head into claws and goes "FEE FI FO FUMMMMM!". Seriously, I about died. Then she falls on me and laughs and says "Oh Mommy, I so silly!"

6:45 - "Mommy no sleep anymore. Tickle me!"

6:55 - "Mommy I color picture for Daddy. I color Cat"

7:05 - "Mommy, I pick up all my crayons all by self. I so good."

7:15 - "OOOOhhh! Mommy! A little 'A'!! I see big 'A'!" (we're working on the letter A)

7:25 - "Mommy make list? Ooohh! Mommy make stars! More stars Mommy! More Stars Mommy! Ooohhhh. Pretty stars. Good Mommy. I love you, my Mommy!"

Seriously, do I not have the cutest child alive?? And then little David woke up and the adorableness expanded into heretofore unknown quantities. I just may explode from sheer happiness.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

My Heart Can Start Beating Again...

How I Met Your Mother & 30 Rock are coming back next season.


Let's all have a moment of silence for The Class. We hardly knew ye.

"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold all things have become new" 2 Corinthians 5:17


We leave for Indiana the day after tomorrow!!! And in honor of that blessed event, here is a list of things I am crazy geeked about:

1. Friday is the 5th anniversary of being married to the man of my dreams. Seriously, is there any better way to spend five years than with your best pal ever? Nope.

2. Getting to see Matt for the first time in probably 5 years.

3. All of my family meeting Little David for the first time.

4. Ham Salad.

5. Taking Tot to get some Fraziers ice cream and see the ducks, just like I did when I was her age. And getting either a strawberry ice cream cone or a chocolate dipped cone. I haven't decided.

6. Seeing all my old homes and my old schools. If life were perfect I would see some kilts, but marching season is in the fall so probably not.

7. Gene's Hotdog & Rootbeer Stand. Nothing better than a chili dog with onion rings and rootbeer in a frosty mug. Gosh, I'm getting hungry.

8. Sitting in my Mammaw's kitchen. I think that may be the place I am most comfortable in the whole world.

9. Ham Salad.

10. The anniversary party!! I'll see so many friends and family that I just haven't seen in so long. And seriously, cake. I love cake.

11. Church. I love my home church and I can't wait to worship there again. It's not that it is the perfect church, it's just home. And home is always awesome.

12. Getting to hang out with my awesome cousins - Karen, Colleen, Sierra & Patrick.

and the final reason I'm excited to go to Indiana....

Did I mention Ham Salad?

"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold all things have become new" 2 Corinthians 5:17

Tuesday, May 15, 2007


I just recieved my Harding Alumni newsletter today (along with Laura Beth's and Miss Cheryl Wrights, not even kidding). I love flipping through it and reminding myself of the fun I had and the place that it somehow continues to be. It never ceases to amaze me how Harding can change so much, yet remain to similar to how it was when I attended and even when my parents attended. My favorite part is looking in the back and seeing who got married and who's having babies. The baby pages are by far the longest, as we tend to be a prolific bunch.

But at the end of the baby section, is another section, the Deaths. Normally, it's older alumni who have lived long and godly lives and you read their stories and are almost jealous to hear that after a lifetime of service, they are finally meeting the Lord. Sometimes it's middle aged alumni, who didn't have a chance to live out their days, and you are sad for their families, but still glad that they are no longer in their cancer ridden body and are rejoicing with God instead.

And then there are the saddest ones. The ones that died while in school or shortly thereafter. It breaks your heart for their families, and you sit and wonder about a life cut so very short. It was one of these today that got me.

At the very end of the newletter, was an tribute written to Micah Gifford by his mom. Micah graduated from Harding a semester ahead of me, and while I did not know him personally, most everyone knew of him. A football player, an all around nice guy, and one of the few that honestly tried to walk his talk. Micah signed up for the Army in October of last year, 3 weeks later he went to an Baghdad, and 3 weeks later he was killed by a road side bomb.

As I sat and read his mother write about her son, I just cried and cried. I can not even fathom writing such an article about my sweet tiny baby boy or my vivacious and energetic little Tot. And it was that thought that threw my vision back into line.

I won't contradict myself and say that doing what I'm doing isn't very hard. It is. Staying at home with two children who are in almost no way self sufficient, is draining and exhausting. I am up almost every night with a baby who is wet or a Tot who is scared, and I'm running around all day after them trying to ensure they don't get hurt too badly.

However, it is nothing, nothing, compared to not having them at all.

I wouldn't trade my life or my kids for anything. I wouldn't trade my over active and downright frustrating little Tot for a thousand perfectly behaved kids. I wouldn't trade my clingy little boy who wants nothing more than to be attached to Mama's hip all day, for a thousand little boys who play by themselves.

This article served as a notice to me that this time with my babies is for me to thrive in, not merely make it through with my sanity intact. At what other time in my life will I have them so close? At what other time will I not have to worry about where they are and if they are making wise decisions that will glorify God? At what other time will I not have to worry about whether someone wants to harm them? They are at my side and in my arms almost constantly, and I have become all too aware that they can not stay there for life. While now I am in the business of putting out physical fires, soon I will be leaving that stage to putting out the emotional and spiritual fires. The work on my body will ease, but my heart will be putting in overtime.

I know that eventually my Tot and my boy will be grown ups. They will make decisions based on what I have taught them during their years with me at home. I can only hope and pray that in the midst of the baths and the diaper changes, the poison control calls and the potty training, the fights, the tantrums and the sleepless nights, that I will hug them as much as possible and snuggle them as often as they want, storing it up for when they are farther away from me than I am comfortable with.


"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold all things have become new" 2 Corinthians 5:17

Monday, May 14, 2007

It's Hot and I'm Out of Nilla Wafers

Guys, it's 88 degrees outside. Good crazy, that's hot.

Well, for Texas, it's actually pleasant, but I've been tricked into a midwestern Spring here, what with all the rain and the reasonable temperatures. Now that Texas is back to it's true form (hot), I'm not so sure what to do with myself. Wait, yes I am. I'll just...


That's right, friends! This friday (Dave's & My 5th anniversary), the Chapmans will become the Traveling Chapman's once more! We leave in the early morning to arrive in Indy at 10:40am ish, and I CAN NOT WAIT. There will be a nice little group to meet us (well, mostly to meet my friend Matt who's on the same flight, but I'll claim them anyways) and I'm so geeked I can barely stand it.

So, this week I'll be packing and planning, and shakin' and bakin', getting ready for our lovely four day weekend.

Which brings me to the Nilla Wafers. It's naptime (for all THREE kids, sweet diggity dog), and I'm ready for my snack. I had counted on muching on some Nilla Wafers because they are crunchy and so tasty, and behold. There aren't any left. Stinkin' kids eatin' my Nillas. I had planned on sitting here at the computer during naptime, muchin' on Nillas and making lists.

Alas, I'll just have to eat some fruit snacks.

"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold all things have become new."
2 Corinthians 5:17

Verse of the Week

So, here to bring you a new item to this blog, your very own......UNSINKABLE!

Yes, thank you, thank you very much.

I've been trying to memorize a verse a week lately, along with my MIL & SIL. I, however, haven't done too well. I got the first three pretty good, but then Tot got ahold of my cards...and well, you understand. Life got in the way.

Well, life will get in the way no longer. We all know the importance of keeping the word of God close to our hearts and what better way to do that then to imprint it on our minds? So, I'm going to start at the beginning of my cards again, and this time, I'm going to incorporate it into my blog.

Each time I post, I'll sign off with my verse of the week. If any of you want to join me, feel free!

"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new."
2 Corinthians 5:17


Friday, May 11, 2007

Life Of A Diaper Bag

Okay, this is the funniest post ever, and I got it from Sarah. You are to detail the contents of the bag you carry daily. Not your special purse, the gotta-go-to-the-store purse. Guys, if any of you feel so inclined, I guess you can do this on your wallet, unless you carry a "murse".

And so we continue.....

I need to first say that I do carry and exceptionally "Mom" diaper bag. It's not trendy, it's not high fashion (like I am ever high fashion), and at every chance I get, I empty it out and transfer my belongings into a much cooler tiny Coach purse that I got for Christmas. But I will still rally to it's defense.

This is the best diaper bag EVER. Now, you should believe me because this isn't my only foray into the diaper bag world. I have had over ten diaper bags and each time I come back to my standby, the green Eddie Bauer bag. Had I only listened to my Aunt Dana, I never would have even tried to stray.
Months before Tot was born, I visited Indiana where my Aunt Dana gave me my very first baby gift: This bag. She told me specifically that it was the best bag, that she had tried them all, and that it was the only bag I would ever need. I nodded solemnly and believed her.
After Tot was born, I started noticing other peoples bags. They were shiny. They had special fabric, anti bacterial liners, extra pockets, pacifier clips, insulated pouches, changing pads in complimentary fabrics, they were BIGGER. And I wanted them. I wanted them all.
So, I bought a new one. And another new one. And another new one. And each and every time, I came back to the Eddie Bauer bag. Why? Because it's the perfect size, no matter how many kids you have. It fits pretty much just what you need and not much more. It is sturdy, it's comfy to wear, and it's non intrusive. No one comments on it, no one notices it. It just gets the job done.
And so, after only one other trial bag after Little David was born (I was convinced I needed more room), I have been committed to the EB bag since. It's been a wonderful year of not worrying about my diaper bag, just ready, steady usage.

Now that my Ode to the Diaper Bag is over, let's take a look at whats inside....

Since first and foremost this is a diaper bag, I'll start there. I keep two diapers for each kid, totalling four Pampers, size 5, diapers. Yes, they wear the same size. Tot has small hips and Little David is basically a giant. Also included are the requisite diaper cream, wipes, and anti-bacterial hand stuff. Because with a squirmy Tot there isn't always the option for hand washing, and after diaper changes, you NEED to feel anti bacterial.

Next is the safety stuff. I have the cutest little First Aid kit that a local hospital sent me (I still don't go there, though). It contains Batman band aids, lots of burn creams, neosporin (which maybe I'll have to take out), and girl stuff and my best friend, Tylenol. For both me and the kids. I use it much more. And of course, the nasal aspirator, because if Baby's got a boog, you need to act quickly.

And because no diaper bag is complete with out ways to keep the kids occupied, we have Toys & Snacks. I rotate the toys pretty often, because the kids tire quickly. Currently, we have a book we got for Easter, a shopping bag with Easter eggs in it, a play set of keys that Laura Beth made for Tot out of real live keys, and some bubbles and stuff. Lest we forget the snacks, we have fruit snacks, goldfish (every Mom's staple), and Nilla wafers. I usually keep a granola bar in there for me, too, but I ran out this week and haven't replaced it. Hey, Momma gets hungry and cranky, too.

Now we move on to the adult side of the bag, which is roughly 1/8 of the kid side. But don't you worry, I manage to pack a punch on my side.
As always, here are the basics. My keys, which there are relatively few of, since I eschew any responsibility that requires extra keys. The car clicker is on there, my gym membership tag, and my home alarm buttons, that I never use because they scare me. Also, my Razor phone, that I adore and would only adore more if it were pink like Sarahs, but since David and I were sharing it for awhile we opted for silver. And my awesome wallet, which also isn't very pretty, but it's eminently practical. My mom got it for me from, and while I had a much cuter wallet at the time, I immediately switched and I have never looked back. My wallet obviously includes the debit cards, the insurance cards for all of our family, the random other cards, the fat drivers license picture (sigh), and my favorite: our tiny, embossed, marriage license.

Next is my favorite, my tiny girly bag. I got the little black bag for a dollar at Target. There is the Arbonne hand lotion, chap stick, tiny lip glosses, more Tylenol (my secret stash), more girl stuff, hair clips and holders, eyeglass cleaner, eyeshadow, the best pens ever, and my iPod shuffle (I love you, shuffle!). The best part is that all of this stuff fits in the worlds tiniest little bag. Makes me so happy.

And finally, in the back pocket, are my calculator and coupons for shopping trips. The calculator keeps me on budget, and the coupons give me a reason to get more clothes. Perfect.

So there you have it, into the Unsinkable's diaper bag. Did you ever think you would know me so well?

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Another Milestone: First Call To Poison Control

I'll tell you more about it later, but let's just leave it at Tot got ahold of some Neosporin and a Sudacare Vapor Plug-in refill out of her CHILDPROOFED top, as far in the back as you can get, dresser drawer. Every one's fine, she didn't get sick, but I am getting a wee bit exhausted by my inexhaustible child.


Baby Ethan

Guys, please pray for Baby Ethan Powell. His Leukemia returned today in full force. The doctors have told Ben & Becky, his parents, to "be realistic". Pray that God works a miracle to show everyone this little boy has touched the power of prayer. I know that God can save him, please pray with me.

You can check his website for updates, his Dad is a man of God and his emotions will make you cry.

The Coolest Thing I've Ever Seen

Mental Note for Tot:

Yogurt is for eating, NOT for washing hands and face. Sigh.

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Heck-a-Cool: My New Toy

Okay, for starters, I have the best husband in the world. This is the new toy that he got me. This, Unsinkable Readers, is the new iPod Shuffle. SO tiny (like the size of a quarter), it holds up to 240 4-minute songs, and will play for approximately 12 hours. Rock Star Awesome. And it's pink. I do love myself some pink.
And let me tell you, I can hardly wait to work out tomorrow. Up until this point I was working on my fitness while trying to watch Frazier or read some outdated issue of Men's Heath or BodyBuilder Weekly. My gym is comprised of mostly senior citizens and hardcore bodybuilders. Go figure. Regardless, I was getting bored VERY fast, and was starting to wane on my workouts. So David, being the coolest hubby that he is, got me this little flashy toy to spur me on in my fitness endeavors.
Here's to having the best husband in the world and not having to read any more articles on male pattern baldness!!

Monday, May 07, 2007

Gotta Love the Lists

What's that sound? It is the sound of an Unsinkable that is back into her routines. The sound of cleanliness, order, and lists. Ahhhhh.....

Anyways, now to the survey tag I got from Sarah:

1. Habit: When I get angry or irritated or impatient I flex my calve muscles. It relieves some tension and isn't usually vi sable to whoever I'm angry at :)

2. Fact: I started college at 16.

3. Habit: I clean my kitchen counters after every meal, every snack, every nap time, morning time and evening. It's a little sick, I know.

4. Fact: I have lived in Indiana, Arkansas, Missouri, Michigan, North Carolina, Tennessee and Texas.

5. Habit: I buy almost everything that has my name on it. I love seeing my name in print :)

6. Fact: I make the worlds most insanely delicious Snicker doodles. This may have something to do with the fact that I made them 3 times a week the first year David and I were married (also may have something to do with the 20 pounds we both gained.....).

I'm not tagging anyone, but if you want to try this, knock yourself out.

Thursday, May 03, 2007

No Longer Laughing In The Face Of Routines

I've always thought of myself as pretty spontaneous. I like to up and go shopping on Saturday with my family, having no particular place to go, just groovin' around and seeing what there is to see. I enjoy road trips, especially when you stop at random places along the highway (like seeing the World's Largest Hamster), and I like to call friends up at night and have them come over just to watch TV (McFaddin's, this means you). I like to try new things, visit new places and meet new people.

But it seems that in my self-analysis, I forgot one tiny detail. I am SO not spontaneous.

You see, I know that every Saturday we are going to do this "shopping/driving with no endpoint" thing. I know that when I go on a road trip that I will try to stop at least once to see something new. And I love the thought of having a standing every Friday night friends come over to hang out and be spontaneous thing. Which, technically, is plans, not spontaneity.

I also overlooked my penchant for planning and organizing. SO not hallmarks of a spontaneous person. If you want details, just check my computer for my plans for our trip to England two years ago. I literally have 15 pages of planning. I also have no junk drawer in my home. Not one.

Added to all this, is my never ending quest for the perfectly run home. You know, the ideal balance between fun and Martha Stewart. I have spent countless hours reading about notebooks, methods, charts, graphs, routines, and card systems that will make my home be in perfect order with nary a toy out of place. Does that sound spontaneous? Yeah, I didn't think so.

What got me thinking about this was that in the last few weeks I have unconsciously become much more spontaneous. We haven't been eating dinner at the same time each night and bed time and nap time have been whenever other activities were over and the kids were just ready to crash. I did chores when I felt like it, not on any time table. I haven't been painstakingly packing the diaper bag before each outing, just grabbing and going. I've stayed up WAY past my bedtime and I've slept in quite late. Grocery shopping and errands have been thrown in when there was time, and I've been meeting friends at random times without planning.

And you know what? I can not STAND it!! I can't live like this, guys!! I'm cranky, the kids are cranky, and when that happens, who in the world wants to come over and be spontaneous with us anyways?

I had this moment of revelation sometime yesterday. I realized that the reason the kids were driving me insane in unprecedented levels was that none of us had any idea what was coming next at any given moment. Maybe it was snack time, maybe it was nap time, maybe it was a car ride that turned into a three hour ordeal. Who knew?

So I brazenly threw away the girl I thought I was. I threw away all the notions I had built in my head of who I was in college and how I wanted to stay that way. I threw away all the sounds around me of people saying that routine is boring and that living life to the fullest means always being ready for something new and exciting. I embraced my boring, day-to-day life, and hit the road running.

Last night, I quietly got myself and my family ready for the next day while the kids and David slept. I laid out breakfast dishes and cereal boxes, I packed Tot's lunch and David's snacks. I laid out clothes for all of us, and I started drying a load of laundry. I did the dishes, threw out the trash, locked the doors and turned off the lights. Then, at only 9:45pm, I got in bed, did my nails (I'm SO working on this), and watched some TV before laying down to go to bed at 10:00 pm, my holy bedtime hour.

At 6am this morning, it was like a new day had begun. Technically, it had, of course, but I'm speaking metaphorically, so go with it. I was able to eat a quiet, normal breakfast with just Dave and I, the kids woke up nicely and had breakfast. And while music played in the background, my morning rolled along just as I had planned it last night. And it was lovely. Normal, expected, and lovely.

So, my dear Readers, my point was this. All along, I had thought I was one way while completely ignoring that I had grown into totally different joys and preferences. It's nice to be spontaneous once in a while. But I have learned in my few weeks of absolute chaos, that while I may not be spontaneous anymore, I am most definitely still Unsinkable.

And really, what's better than that?

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Tots First Ever Program

Let me just say that we had the star of the evening in our Preschool Program this evening. Tot charmed the audience with her stylin moves and reckless abandon towards the sanctioned moves and places to stand.

Also, 2 year olds all together are a hoot.

Here is the video of my Super Star's short little song (she's the one moving) and a few pictures of the evening:

Tot's Preschool Program
Video sent by kdchapman4

Finally!! She looks at the camera!!

Such a doll baby :)