It's been a wild 8 days!! Ice, Party, tryouts and more!

 Well, IT WAS COLD.  Two inches of ice blanketed Dallas...

This is when my fireplace brings me SO MUCH joy!!




Tristan invited 7 boys over for pizza, poker, darts and a sleepover. I wasn't sure it would happen due to weather but I decorated!


Moved Ping Pong inside...
(bye yoga area!)



Dogs snuggled up!


And it hit! A LOT of ice and not much snow...


This metal pole had so much weight from ice and snow...



Thankfully Julie Hamilton just gave me this... 



so at 5am, I could go cut down this...


NOT fun.  SO HEAVY and I had to drag into the man cave and pray it wasn't ruined 
(which thankfully it wasn't!!)

next day, it defrosted some and 7 boys arrived!

They ate...


then prepared for poker


This lasted about 5 minutes and I knew I was in trouble!!


For the next 8 hours, my house was SO loud.
There was fighting.
There were tears.
There was WAY too much sugar.
They made up.
They laughed.
They FINALLY went to bed

I passed out.

I don't like this age.  That's all.

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The Lord let me meet Milo at work 2 days later.  Seemed like Hi "well done" note to me for surviving the weekend. LOL



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And I prayed fervently all week.  T was trying out for baseball and 2 bullies are on that team.  He hasn't played select like the rest of them but he tried any way. I was SO proud of him.  Just for TRYING I was so proud of him.  He had a week of great practice and a few days of not so much... so we resigened that he would run track instead.  Well, guess what....

I just spent $8M on baseball gear. And if he doesn't "step things up" this will probably be his last year (even though I hope not) because he is a great athlete that needs some motivation.

Lord help ME choose for him. I need to know what good balance is. HELP!!  Single parenting is no joke.  Doing this alone is HARD. I pray the Lord protects him from MY mistakes, MY sins, MY faults and that he truly is learning to be a man after God's heart.  My lips... God's ears. 

AMEN.


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