God is here

It's Christmas morning and our hearts are broken and heavy. In a way only explained by God Himself I am grateful for today. Jesus was born to make sense of the pain. He came to save the hurt and confused. He came to save me and my family. He is here. And we have hope. Please keep praying. There is true comfort knowing you are.

Memorial service for Sean Wilborn, beloved husband and father will be held Thursday at 3 pm at Stonebriar Community Church in Frisco. All are welcome and encouraged to come pay respects to this wonderful man. Please pray for God's peace to surround Mary and her family. Be near, oh God.

Big girl

The appointment went much better than expected. Charlie is tough! The promise of a new princess at the Disney store is pretty powerful, after all.


She got to spend almost a full day with both parents, which is a favorite thing for her, (and any child I'm sure,) so her tank, belly, and princess collection are all full.

Next on my agenda:


Tame this.

The hair not the child.

Well, actually both.

Help.

You start at WHAT time?

Today was the day we'd been waiting for, thinking about, and dreading all at the same time-sign Ty up for school day. I had no idea until today what time he'd go, if he'd eat lunch at school, (a real game-changer possibly,) and if he'd ride the bus or not. See, we loved more than just his teacher at his old school. We loved the slow transition into it. He didn't go until after lunch time and by then the girls were settling down for naps so it was perfect timing. He went to school while they napped, (Charlie still naps a few days a week,) and he came home full of new information that he'd tell us all about. Then we'd play, eat dinner, and go to bed. The mornings were our exploration time. Historically play dates have gone well in the morning. I tried to take the kids out after Ty got home and occasionally it was fine but when he got home from school he was usually pretty spent. This translated into many many many failed attempts at happiness while out and about.

Basically today I hoped for one thing and found out another. And like any other mother in the world I had a pity party for myself and what would change about my day and then focused on my child and how the new schedule will affect him. Am I alone in doing things in that order? I know it should be the opposite but it's usually this way. Honesty is the best policy or whatever.

This is what I learned:

Ty will be at school no later than 7:40 every morning. He will be in school from 7:40-11am every day of the week and he will eat lunch while he's there.

Think about this.

The circus will be up, ready, fed, dressed, prepared, brushed, toileted (should be a word when the topic is children,) driving, and agreeable by 7:20 since it'll take about 10-15 minutes to get there from our house. I asked about the bus and his teacher told me if he rides the bus he will be picked up and AT THE SCHOOL BY 7. I'm not a genius but I think that means we'd be up even earlier. Oh and he'd stay in the gym with all of the kids in the school who are dropped off early until 7:40 which means my slightly sound-sensitive (ha) kid would be in a gym with approximately 300 other preschoolers without much structure. Recipe for total disaster. So the bus option is a NO.

Now I'm no night owl and neither are the kids. The getting up early isn't a big deal on its own. I'm not trying to whine at all-well anyway-but to start the day with the Wilborn circus at 7:20 is pushing it. Y'all, I'm gonna need more meds.

Oh and the eating lunch at school thing has me all in a tizzy. The kid doesn't eat but about six things. We just rotate through those six things every day and let me tell you this-it ain't the kind of things you can send in a lunch box. Ty's most visible symptoms of Aspergers are the sensory aspects of living, (literally his senses-sound is his most sensitive,) which includes being a picky eater. Do they let you drop fries off at real school every day at 10:15? I gotta look into how quickly CPS would call me for that one. Lord help me.

Other than the big day and the new school information that it provided we have been settling in nicely to our new home. I'm typing on my computer instead of my phone which is huge. I've made big plans for painting each room soon and I'm thrilled about that. I can't wait to take before and after pictures for you. I hope to start this weekend!

Tomorrow I'm taking Charlie to her 4 year appointment at the doctor. The only good thing about that is that well there isn't anything good about it. It's the first set of shots she's had in two years so she doesn't remember to be afraid to go to the doctor but after tomorrow I fully expect her to fall apart at the mention of our beloved Dr's name. Sigh. That sentence wore me out.

Loving small town life,

Mar

Love

The days of our lives

Look back



Dance (or at least wear shoes you could dance in)


Relax



Open the door


Focus


Jump



Fold



Sit


Watch them grow

Oh, and unpack. I think I can I think I can I think I can.

Happy Tuesday y'all.

Oh yeah

I forgot a few pics of the house. It's not totally finished, (shout out to my extremely Type-A husband who tries and tries to get it that way) but its livable and we really love it.






Ty's room. Excuse me...Ty's baseball room.





His favorite part is the fact that he decorated his trees by himself.


When I pulled this out of the box to show him I thought he was gonna die of happiness.

Now to the girlie room...


Their beds only fit on the room like this but they love it. I made the beds so that their heads were on the far ends but from day one they sleep with their heads together. That kinda makes me really happy in a momma kind of way.


You'll never guess who decorated this tree.

Yes you're right. It was Charlie.


The guest room, future home of one of the girls as they grow if need be. Right now my parents are in there and it looks exactly like this minus the light being on.

I kid. I moved the boxes onto the floor.

My final pic (I know, still missing some of my room-oops) is what we spent four hours today doing.


Can you guess what it is?


Now?


Now?


Yep, it's probably the most loved toy ever if you ask any of my kids after their jump-fest today. It's their Christmas present from their grandparents. Man oh man is that thing loved!

Next step-seeif I can still do a back flip...