My partner was rounding up the kids while I was at the hot tub to greet those coming over for snack and story. There was a guy in his 20's in the hot tub when we got there. I'll be honest, he looked me over a few times, grinned, and said hi. I said hi, but didn't think much of it. I went about my job of entertaining the children. My oldest daughter DID think something of it though and wouldn't let it go.
All of a sudden I hear her voice call across the hot tub "Hey MOM when is DADgetting here?" I replied "Melisa, you know Dad isn't coming today." She was quick to say, "But MOM wasn't DAD home when we woke up this morning." At this point I realize what is going on. I patiently reply "Yes, he was. Daddy had to go to work though." Her response was quick again, "MOMwill DAD be home tonight before we go to bed. The conversation went on like this for about 3 or 4 more statements about MOM and DAD. I guess the man finally took her hint and he left. As soon as he was out of the hot tub she stopped drilling me.
When we got home Clark hadn't left for work yet, so I called him to the other room to tell him the story. As soon as I said "There was this 20 something year old guy in the hot tub" Melisa heard me and came running. She crossed her arms across her chest and said with attitude "I got him, didn't I?" I about died. I looked at her (it took everything in me to keep a straight face) and said "Don't you trust me mroe than that?" She got really serious and said, "I trust you completely mom. But I saw him and I saw the way he looked at you. Cute boys who give looks like that CAN'T be trusted!"
I was in the kitchen at the camp ground getting dinner ready for the students. I sent the girls to our house to play and unwind a bit before dinner. When I got to a breaking point, I went home to check on them. I couldn't find them at first, but I soon heard talking from the bathroom. Both girls were in the bathroom. Cali was using the restroom and Melisa was "coaching" her.
Me: "WHAT is going on in here?"
Melisa: "MOOOOM, Cali takes WAY too long to poop, so I am trying to teach her to PUSH!"
Melisa: "You see, I am telling her that she needs to push like this (insert Melisa holding her hands in fists, scrunching up her face, and making a grunting noise). Because if she would jus push it wouldn't take so long!"
Melisa: "Yeah, but she doesn't seem to get it she just makes the face (insert Cali scrunching up her nose). I can't make her understand how to push to get the poop out."
Me: "I think I am going to leave now and pretend we didn't just have this conversation (insert me shaking my head an walking away completely shocked that I just had that conversation)."
A few mornings ago I did just that. I left Cali asleep in my bed while I proceeded with my morning routine. I finally got around to my shower when I heard her crying as she walked into the bathroom. I asked her what was wrong. She proceeded to tell me that she had a bad dream. It was really scary and she just needed to see my face so that she knew everything was ok. I leaned out of the shower curtain and she walked up and put those sweet little four year old hands on my cheeks and said "Thank you, Mommy. I'm ok now." She gave me a kiss and then laid down in the bathroom floor (don't worry I had just cleaned the day before). I asked her what she was doing and she said she just needed to be near me.
As I finished taking my shower I realized how much my relationship with my girls reminds me of our relationship with Christ. How many times do we have a rough day and don't think we can go on? How many times do we get bad news that we just don't think we can handle? We feel helpless. We feel hopeless. We are scared and alone. But we don't realize that we are just longing to see our Heavenly Father's face. We want to wrap our hands around his face to reassure ourselves that He is really there. We want to sit down at his feet and rest. He is our safe haven. He is the place we run to when we are scared to death.
Cali showed me a picture of myself that morning. For the first time in a long time I realized that it was ok if I didn't feel in control. It was ok if I felt helpless. When I am weak that is when the Lord wants to be strong. There is no shame in admitting that I can't do it and I need my Daddy! :-) God is so good! I am so thankful that he continues to use my children to teach me about His great love for me!
When I left you hanging last time I had gone back to teaching. I was teaching middle school Language Arts full time. My girls had gone back to school full time and life was settling into a new routine.
Guess what??? Nothing is the same now, imagine that! I only had a 5 month contract to fill in for a maternity leave. That maternity leave was up at the end of the school year and so was my contract. I have spent the summer applying to every opening that I could find hoping God would lead me to the right one. I am happy to say that my patience has paid off. I am preparing to teach 5th - 8th grade math and science at a local school. It is only part time, but I couldn't be more excited. I will be teaching homeschooled children two days a week and plan out the rest of their week. Their parents will take the plans and teach their kids the rest of the material at home the other three days of the week. I may even get the chance to do some drama with them. :-P This also means that I get to go back to one of my great loves...homeschooling my children. Melisa will go to school 2 days a week and then be home with me the other two days. I am so excited about what the next school year holds. :-)
In the mean time I am not bored. God called us to move to Kissimmee for the summer to be house parents for all of GOBA summer missionaries. We have 18 extra "kids" for the summer. Clark and I wear MANY different hats but when we come down to the bottom line, we are just mom and dad for the summer. It is a true blessing to have a front row seat to see how God is using these amazing students for the summer. It is also wonderful to know that these are the teenage roll models in my children's lives.
Melisa FINALLY made the competition team at her gymnastics center, so that is taking up the rest of my free time. It takes at least an hour to drive to the gym and she has training 3 days a week. Needless to say, the gym feels like our home away from home. It looks like we may even move to 4 days a week in the fall. It is a BIG commitment, but I couldn't be more proud of my Misa Bug!
Cali is along for the ride! She is laid back and easy going...but at the same time she is coming into her own, lol! Yes, that is a nice way of saying that she has her days where she can be quite the handful. She is my little shadow and just goes along with the flow most days. She is following in her sisters footsteps by loving gymnastics and the water. I can't keep her out of the pool this summer. She is even starting to swim on her own some. :-P Unfortunately we may be dealing with the onset of asthma this summer. She has developed quite the cough that we just can't seem to shake. We went to the doctor this week and he said it may just be an allergic reaction acting like asthma, but if she continues to have flair-ups we are going to have to go in to see if she has asthma and needs breathing treatments. Poor baby! Like I said, she has been a trouper this summer.
Clark is still working full time as an EMT and volunteering with the Apopka Fire Department. We have heard of a few departments in the area hiring, so we have his application in and are still playing the waiting game. We know that God has a perfect department for him to serve in and we are waiting for that door to open. God is so good and we know it will come at just the right time.
Soooo...there you have it. A 4 to 5 month update in a few paragraphs. I have a few funnies from this summer that I will be posting in a bit, so come back to read...the girls have pulled some great ones recently!