Song of the Moment

Savior King by Hillsong

And now the weak say I have strength
By the spirit of power that raised Christ from the dead
And now the poor stand and confess
That my portion is Him and I'm more than blessed

Let now our hearts burn with a flame
A fire consuming all for your Son's holy name
And with the heavens we declare
You are our king

We love you Lord, we worship you
You are our God, you alone are good
You asked your Son to carry this
The heavy cross, outweighed our sin

Let now your church shine as the bride
That you saw in your heart as you offered up your life
Let now the lost be welcomed home
By the saved and redeemed those adopted as your own

Let now our hearts burn with a flame
A fire consuming all for your Son's holy name
And with the heavens we declare
You are our king

We love you Lord, we worship you
You are our God, you alone are good
You asked your Son to carry this
The heavy cross, outweighed our sin

I love you Lord, I worship you
Hope which was lost, now stands renewed
I give my life to honor this
The love of Christ, the savior king

Let this song remind you that the Lord is Good.

Kid-Free Friday

Today I don't have to watch kids!

"Why?" You may ask. Because today we are being professionally developed.

In other news, my sis-in-law is quite full with baby (32 weeks on Saturday, I believe... sorry if I got that wrong.) and I had my first dream about the baby last night! Score! I've been waiting for that to happen.

It was such a sweet little dream too. Basically what happened was that everyone (and by "everyone" I mean me, d., d's parents, d's not pregnant sister, etc.) was in separate places doing their own thing and somehow we all felt like we had to get to the hospital, and we had to get there now!

So we all (separately) rush to the hospital only to meet each other in the foyer and find that Aubs had already delivered baby G!

Strange dream, I know, but G was healthy and happy and that's all that matters!

Time to get developed professionally.

i'm out.

Soccer Woes

Right now I'm sitting in my apartment, alone, while Dusty is in Nelson County. Reffing. Makin' the big bucks. For me, for us. So that we don't get evicted.

Also watching a pre-season Colts game. Feeling a bit nervous about this season. But confident. Now I want to make a list. Here are some songs that fit my moment:

1. Please Turn Red by Andy Davis: I am waiting for the leaves to change and this song reminds me of fall semester, junior year of college. Nerts, the Duffy House, new friends, and the lake.
2. Death and All Of His Friend by Coldplay: ...because I DON'T WANNA FOLLOW DEATH AND ALL OF HIS FRIENDS!
3. I Knew You Before by Dustin Kensrue: This song reminds me of a friend from the past, and yet somehow, a friend from my present.
4. All The Way Down by Glen Hansard: Deliciously depressing.
5. Savior King by Hillsong: A song to renounce delicious depressing-ness
6. Day That Cuts Till Dawn by Jamie Barnes: Have you heard this guy? Do yourself a favor and search him out.
7. The Space Between Living & Dying by Jeremy Casella: So damn catchy! :) I just cursed on my blog... that was sort of freeing.
8. Wolves by Josh Ritter: Because I've got "wolves in the piano, wolves underneath the stairs!"
9. All These Things That I've Done by The Killers: When I hear this song I see Dusty dancing in the car, singing out loud and thinking that I can't see or hear him. Soooo cute.
10. All I Am Is All You're Not by Sloan: see reason number 7.
11. Annie by Waterdeep: "He who raised you up, has raised you up so high."
12. Everything Has Changed by William Fitzsimmons: Because I used to be young and now I'm not (even though I am) and everything has changed and I'm feeling it in my bones.

Story Time With Red Vol. II

Today I had to make up a story about a hippopotmous in the jungle. Evidently, this hippo had forgetful friends, who turned out not to be forgetful at all! They were really planning a surprise birthday party!

What will I think of next?!

Story Time With Red

I have this little girl in my class at work and she's, in a word, hysterical. While I was with her class in the two year old room last year I caught her wearing her older brother's underpants, and licking the bottom of her flip flops because she had rubbed some Cheetos on them before coming to daycare.

Now she's in my three year old class and she's quite the handful, but I love her. For the purpose of this blog (and any blogs to follow) I will call her "Red."

Red has a hard time taking a nap during naptime, which is unfortunate for everyone in the class (and by everyone I mean everyone!) I've gotten into the semi-bad habit of sitting down next to her mat and making sure that she lies still.

Last week, I hear her whisper, "I want you to read me a story." So I head to the bookshelf and she yells, "NO! Read it to me!" I assume this means tell it to her and proceed to orate an embarassing rendition of the princess, the frog, the kiss, the man. Here's an excerpt of our story time that day:

Me: "And suddenly, the frog turned into a handsome prince."
Red: "...pull."
Me: "...what?"
Red: "Prince-pull."
Me: "Handsome principal?"
Red: *yawn* "Yeah... prince-pull."

She also asked me to tell a story about "an alien in the home" and "the elephant in the pond then could fly."

Thanks Red for challenging my creativity everyday. What will you come up with next?

D & E Through The Decades

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How To Bag You A Man

Today at work a little girl admitted to me that she had a crush on one of the boys in my class. I find this humorous as she is four and he is two. She said that it didn't matter.

Throughout the time I've worked at the Center, I've observed some pretty funny love triangles. Listed below are what I'd like to call Pre-School Rules For Dating:

1. Forget homogenous relationships. You may be dating someone totally different at the table toys center as you do in home living. All in the span of twenty minutes.


2. For girls trying to get a boy, always get two of whatever is passed out in gym. For instance, "Oh Jackson! I've got two hula hoops! Want one?"


3. Boys: chase her... hard. Run her down if you have to. Just make sure she doesn't get away.


4. Holding hands is like kissing and kissing is like, well... you know. However, if your teachers see you doing either of them expect a stern talking to.


5. Girls: If, by chance, the question arises as to who actually is your boyfriend organize a footrace to occur on the playground. The first one to the fence and back is the one.
6. Remember that your significant other's parent will always, always think you're cute and nice. At this age, it's all about the innocence.

And just remember if any problems arise, there are plenty of fish in the sea. Try again in about sixteen years.