I am a couch potato….well, until today!

So apparently I underestimated by ability to eat.  Because all of the previously mentioned food that should have lasted awhile lasted, oh, about three days.  At least I worked out tonight.  And realized how out of shape I am.  Goodness, I am out of shape.  Before having kids, I ran or walked at least 4 times a week.  Now, I have barely worked out in over 2 years.  EEK!

After eating an enormous amount of food, I watched a marathon of the Biggest Loser today.  Which made me realize that it was time for me get back in shape.  I want to wait like 2 years before getting pregnant again, so I actually have time to see results.  It actually felt great to work out.  Except for I have a headache due to the lack of oxygen getting to my brain, due to the lack of space in my lungs, due to me being totally out of shape!  I figure that with working out and breastfeeding (a proven weight loss tool in my life), I should whip into shape quickly.  We’ll see.  I might need another Biggest Loser marathon to kick start me again in a few weeks!

Speaking of marathons, did anyone catch VH1’s Best of the 90s music marathon??  (Are you noticing a pattern of too much TV watching.  I get sucked in.)  I thought I was pretty out of the loop in the 90s.  That was my junior high and high school years.  I would have considered myself quite nerdy and unknowledgeable in regards to pop culture.  According to my memory, I only listened to Christian music.  According to how well I knew every song from 100 to 1, my memory does not serve me right.  I must have been a little more hip than I thought.  But, oh, how I took a walk down memory lane.  This won’t be sappy, I promise.  It was just so fun to revisit my past through the music.  Like most people, I did a lot of stupid things in junior high and high school.  But, I also had a lot of fun when I was not being an idiot.  Its funny how music can take you back to where you were when you first heard it (or played it often).

And speaking of music, I may have already said this (forgive me, Caleb has been sick and wakes up like every hour during the night….so I am a wee bit tired).  Caleb, as you know, got a guitar for Christmas.  Well, we have a toilet paper holder in the bathroom that is about his height.  He took the toilet paper off (Brett helped me, so he wouldnt just unravel it all) so he could use the holder as a microphone.  I think I have a picture, so I will be sure to upload it.  It is so precious.

I did not take too many pictures of Christmas, sadly.  I was too busy video taping it.  Which I suppose is better.

Well, I am off to bed.  That work out kicked my butt!!  I may not be able to get out of bed in the morning, though.


Yes, Santa even brings underwear

Christmas was so much fun!  Like an 8 year old, I could not fall asleep on Christmas Eve.  Brett is a really good gift giver, so I was excited to see what he had given me.  Even more than that, I was excited to see how Caleb reacted to Christmas this year.  I was not disappointed on either front.

Caleb is such an awesome kid.  He unwrapped each gift…..and wanted to play with the gift as he opened it!  On Christmas Eve, I had put together his new work bench (think a wooden kid’s kitchen, but its tools and such).  We hid it, though, to give it to him last.  That was a good choice, because once he saw it, he even put down his guitar to play with it.  Caleb putting down his guitar is like me not wanting to sleep.  That relationship does not exist.  Caleb is in heaven right now with all his cool toys.  He is too little to really know the true meaning of Christmas, but he is old enough to really enjoy unwrapping toys and playing with them!

Chloe sat entertained watching Caleb.  I opened her gifts, of course.  We got her a Glo-worm, since her nickname is the Chlo-worm.  She got some clothes and a stuffed lamb for her Gigi and GP (Great Granny: GG and Great Papa).

I made a big Christmas meal for Brett, a friend, and me.  Too big, in fact, because we will be eating for about the next week!  But it was tasty.  I made homemade mac ‘n cheese, green bean casserole, stuffing, deviled eggs, and a ham.  Yummy.

And, last but not least, my wonderful husband gave me a Crate and Barrel gift card, a Target gift card, my favorite candy, and a watch.  I lost my watch recently.  My sister gave me one she had, and it was really cute…I just couldn’t tell time on it!  I did not even think to buy a new one, so I was so surprised when Brett thought about it.
I went to Crate and Barrel today to spend my gift card.  Did I spend my gift card?  No, because I cannot hang with the Boxing Day (shout out to you, Shannon) crowd!!  When I say the store was packed, that is an understatement.  I do not shop well in crowded places, so I just left!  I will wait until January to spend it.  They only had Christmas stuff on sale, and I want everyday dinnerware.  So its not like I am benefitting from the chaos!

Christmas was really fun!!  I had a great time celebrating.  And, of course, I am most thankful for the true reason for the holiday:  Jesus!!!!!

And, now, for the best story on Christmas.  My little sister celebrated her first Christmas this year!  I wish I could have been there.  My parents said that her reaction to Christmas day was better than anything they have ever seen!  So, I was talking to Lylia on the phone yesterday, asking her if she had a good Christmas.  She told me everything Santa had given her (she loved every single thing).  Then, in a whisper, she said, “Santa even brought me underwear.”  And she giggled.

He Was Walking Her Home

If this song does not make you cry, then I dont know what will. I was listening to the radio when it came on. Picturing this song as my life just made me cry!!!

Mark Schultz’s: Walk Her Home

Looking back
He sees it all
It was her first date the night he came to call
Her dad said, ‘son
Have her home on time
And promise me you’ll never leave her side’
He took her to a show in town
And he was ten feet off the ground

He was walking her home
And holding her hand
Oh the way she smiled it stole the breath right out of him
Down that old road
With the stars up above
He remembers where he was the night he fell in love
He was walking her home

Ten more years in a waiting room
At half past one
So when the doctor said, ‘come in and meet your son’
And his knees went weak
When he saw his wife
She was smiling as she said, ‘he’s got your eyes’
And as she slept he held her tight
His mind went back to that first night


He walked her through the best days of her life
Sixty years together and he never left her side

A nursing home
At eighty-five
And the doctor said it could be her last night
And the nurse said, ‘oh should we tell him now,
Or should we wait until the morning to find out?’
When they checked her room that night
He was laying by her side

Oh he was walking her home
Holding her hand
Oh the way she smiled when he said,
‘this is not the end’
Just for a while
They were eighteen
She was still more beautiful to him than anything
He was walking her home
He was walking her home

Looking back he sees it all
It was her first date the night he came to call

The line “She was still more beautiful to him than anything.” Oh my, the tears come. I know its a song, but what a sweet thought that Brett will hopefully think that about me when we’ve been married for 60 years!

For some reason, I have been thinking a lot lately about the first few months Brett and I started dating. We will not celebrate our anniversary for another few months, so I am unsure why I have been reminiscing about this. But, I was just thinking back (it has not been that long) to those first few weeks of dating. How I barely knew him then but I was so in love with him. I could have never dreamed where we would be in just a few short years. I would never have imagined at that time that I would know this man as deeply as I do now. I have not yet learned everything there is to know about him, yet I know so much more now than I did those first few weeks. I remember the weirdest details like the first time I saw him in a hat and where we ate breakfast before he went back home (he lived in our current home; I lived in Florida). The summer we got engaged (which was only 3 months into our relationship) was probably my most favorite summer! It was so carefree, fun, and exciting. Finances were not an issue, so we ate out a lot, went to movies, talked and talked (well, maybe Brett didnt talk as much as I did), and just enjoyed each other.

The best part is that life has only gotten better. Sure, we are busier, have children, have real life issues, but we are more in love than we ever have been. No one can make me laugh harder than Brett. No one brings me more joy. My children are wonderful and irreplaceable, but oh, my husband…..he is my best friend. I am not sure why I am so gushy right now. But I just think about the above song, and it warms my heart to think that could be me. I don’t remember specifically the day I fell in love with Brett (because it was over the course of a few weeks…..before we had ever dated). But I do remember the night that I prayed (once again, before we ever dated), “God, if I don’t marry Brett, then I don’t want to get married. There is no other guy better than him.” In my single days, I kept a journal to my future husband (cheesy, I know). I started writing “Dear Brett….” entries about 2 months before he ever gave me the time of day. I could have never have dreamed he would like me back.

I am one lucky girl.

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But I Don’t Do Windows

It is a well documented fact that I am obsessed like to clean.  It is also a sad fact.  Cleaning is not exactly one of those things you like to list as your hobby.  Nonetheless, there are few things (but there ARE things!) more satisfying in life than a sparkling house or car.   Today, my xanga readers, my house is so immaculate that you could eat off the floor.  But please dont.  Because I am also weird about germs (but not as OCD as I am about tidiness).  Especially about carpet.  I just pretend that my carpet is actually really sanitary.

Please, dont get me wrong.  My house is not typically as clean as my little weirdness would like.  And I do not want to create an environment where no one feels welcome.  So I do let things slide (especially the windows….I only clean those once a year!  I hate doing windows.)

But I did realize twice this week that I have a problem.  My sister called and asked what I was doing.  My response: daydreaming about cleaning a really gross place.  Sadness.  Then, in conversation again with my sister, we were discussing a friend of ours from childhood.  And my sister said, “Well, at least you arent as OCD as her mom is.”  Which implies there is some degree of a problem. 

There is a little snipit into my life.  As if you werent already aware of my issues.

But, for this brief moment of time that my house is sparkling.  I will enjoy it.  Until the great destroyer (aka Caleb) decides its time to empty every drawer, cabinet, and basket in the house!

So thats why we have them

Overheard earlier tonight….

Brett (to Caleb): “That’s right, son. God gave us teeth to cut fishing line.”

Yeah, I am pretty sure thats why God gave us teeth.

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The One We Will Celebrate Very Soon

Let me tell you about my children.

I love my children. Even though Chloe is still so little, I can already tell they are such different people. It is so cool that each of them will have their own unique giftings and callings.

Caleb is an entertainer. His favorite instrument is the guitar, and he just absolutely loves to dance along to any music he hears! He makes us laugh constantly. His facial expressions are adorable. He is so affectionate to Brett, Chloe, and me. Sometimes Caleb is a little too affectionate towards Chloe and practically smothers her. It still warms my heart to see his little 21 month old self trying to love on his baby sister. He loves to give kisses and hugs. When Brett leaves for work, Caleb always wants a kiss from him. Caleb has a heart of gold. He already loves to pray for others (with one of the ten words he knows!). Every night before bed, Brett and I talk about how much joy he brings into our lives. The funny thing is that there are many times during the day when he does something he knows is wrongs or tests his boundaries. But by the end of the day, none of that matters; all I can think of is how awesome he is! Nothing he could do could change my love for him.

My little Chlo-worm is only 3 months, but already she is developing a sweet personality. She loves people. Whereas Caleb preferred his independence as a baby, Chloe cries if she is awake and not being snuggled. She likes things a certain way (much like her mama). Her huge smile is enough to melt your heart. Brett gets her laughing like no one else can. She is definitely a daddy’s girl. She is such an amazing little baby, and I know in the months to come she will bless my heart with how she grows and changes.

I think about my kids all the time. They are at the forefront of my mind and in my heart. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for them. They are my treasure. Apart from Christ and Brett, there is no one i love more than them. Like I said, Brett and I lay awake every night talking about how awesome our kids are and how much we love them. We want the best for them. Though I know its inevitable, I have no interest in them ever failing, getting sick, learning lessons the hard way, etc. I do anything and everything I can to protect them (and trust God, of course!). I pray for them. They are incredible.

And think, if I, an imperfect, fallen person love my kids this much…..think how much God loves you!!!! He is the perfect Father and loves you in the most perfect way. He delights in you. His thoughts are for you; God is on your side. All day, He thinks about you and desires to let you love Him the way only He can.

As Christmas approaches and we celebrate the birth of Jesus, I am so thankful for how much God loves us. That reality never gets old to me. God is good. And all good things are from Him (which in turn means all bad things are NOT from Him).

Have a Merry Christmas. And may you delight in the One who delights in you.

P.S. I did not have the correct time zone set; I was NOT up at 3:18 am writing this.


Welcome to my new blog!  I switched names because my other one was way too long.  I like to enter giveaways, and it was just too time consuming to type my old domain name.  But, more importantly, we recently added a little girlie girl to the family…..so I no longer had just males in my life.  I am not actually a baby factory (though some may wish to argue that LOL).  But as a child of the 80’s, I thought it fitting to have the C(aleb) and C(hloe) Music Baby Factory. Thanks for stopping by.  My blog is not all together exciting, but I enjoy reading other people’s….so I try to write at least once a week.  See my sidebar for people’s blogs who are actually really worth reading!