Mishaps, Mayhem and Ministry of Me&Mine: Bread in the bed, keys in a can!

Mishaps, Mayhem and Ministry of Me&Mine: Bread in the bed, keys in a can!: Tonight I pulled back the covers of my (unmade) bed and low and behold found a half loaf of bread.  One guess how it got there, although I'm...

Bread in the bed, keys in a can!

Tonight I pulled back the covers of my (unmade) bed and low and behold found a half loaf of bread.  One guess how it got there, although I'm not sure how she managed it. Its her new favorite thing-buns, bread, anything squishy. She loves to get into the pantry and tear into all the food.  And I mean she literally loves to get INTO the pantry. She completely shut herself in it a few nights ago.  We heard this muffled cry and for a split second we were like, "where in the world is she?" Then it was "Oh my gosh!!! She's in the pantry!!!" We open the door and she had this scared look on her face and accusing glare that said "how dare you shut me in there!" I'm sure it will be a discussion in future therapy sessions. We went back and forth accusing each other and the boys-"Who was the last one to get a snack and not notice Elisabeth underneath the bottom shelf?!?!".   Then last night, I saw the little booger get in the pantry, make herself stand flat against the shelf and shut the door! She did it, apparently there is enough room between the shelf and the door that she fits - the little stink! (It's time for a lock on the pantry door I would say.)

                 Getting into the pantry and helping herself to the cereal.  She thought Matty would  like some too!

So, not only is she becoming a pro at hiding herself, she loves to hide our things.  Things that we need.  Like keys and make up.  She had Chris's church keys.  He tried to go back to work after a lunch break and couldn't find them.  Him and my mom looked for an hour.  My mom finally found them in a green bean can underneath the sink.  I spent half the night looking for her medicine.  It was in a magazine in the magazine rack.  I looked for my makeup.  It was in a bowl of grapes. I lost an important paper from school.  It was in a bag in our back yard. I find random Christmas ornaments off our now nearly bare tree underneath the bed.

We now pretty much have to go inch by inch through our house when we lose something because Elisabeth could have put it anywhere.  Who would have thought to look in a Tupperware full of grapes for my missing makeup?

Reminds me of how Jesus seeks us out, pursues us, does not give up looking for us when we have lost our way.  Whether we are purposely hiding from him, or just got distracted for awhile and lost in the things of the world.  The cool thing is, He always finds us and lovingly puts us back where we belong.  With him.

Luke 19:10

"The son of man came to seek and save that which was lost."

Romans 8:38-39

"For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, no angels, no dark powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any created thing can separate us from the love of God."

Mishaps, Mayhem and Ministry of Me&Mine: Out of the mouth of babes...

Mishaps, Mayhem and Ministry of Me&Mine: Out of the mouth of babes...: Elisabeth.  Oh you give me so many stories.  I posted briefly on facebook today about the new sound she is making. It's not even cute. And n...

Out of the mouth of babes...

Elisabeth.  Oh you give me so many stories.  I posted briefly on facebook today about the new sound she is making. It's not even cute. And now it's not even funny.  It's pretty much embarrassing.  She likes to make these long screeching/growling sounds that sound like she could have the starring role (alongside Chucky) in some scary Halloween movie.  And she was full on with these sounds today.  At Walmart of course.  Once she went through a sucker (one of those big ones) and a cheese stick and whatever else she ate in the cart, she thought she would amuse everyone with her devil sounds.  One lady stopped and said "oh my...I think she just might be a singer someday..." Hmmm...Is that what you call it?-maybe get a job in a heavy metal rock band ?!?!  She was in full mode at the check out lane and she was actually starting to cause a scene.  I was trying to get her to stop but she just kept getting louder and louder.  The poor check out guy was getting nervous so I told him "don't worry, her head won't start spinning."

 Demon possessed sounds or not, Elisabeth has actually come a long way in her speech.  She's been in speech therapy since she was 6 months old.  I know its hard to believe that any child of mine would need to be in speech - its almost ironic. (Just in case you didn't know, I like to talk.) But at 6 months she was mainly having problems with eye contact and making any sounds and with other presenting problems- early intervention was our best option. But lord willing she will continue to meet all her goals and be out some time after the first of the year! I remember at her 6 month check up when things were pretty discouraging.  I left the doctor's office in tears.  Wondering if and when Elisabeth would just gaze into our eyes, would she ever say Mama? Dadda? Would she even just lay her head on our shoulder?  Things I completely 100% took for granted with my other children. I went home and sought comfort in scripture. I turned to Psalm 139 as I often did concerning her. Even though I have read this verse a thousand times, it jumped off the page at me like never before:

                         

"Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely O Lord." -Psalm 139:4 

That verse brought me complete peace.  The Lord had it all under control.  He knew when and if E would talk.  I could trust in that and rest in His word.

So now at 15 months old she has 3 words she knows - mamma, dada, and bubba, and lots of different sounds...(albeit some well - demonic sounding)   And most of the time she says it to the right people at the right times.  Except for tonight.  I turned on Barney on the T.V.  She got real excited and pointed towards Barney and said "DA DA!!!!!!!"  The last time I checked Chris was not purple.

Elisabeth and "dada" watching "dada".  hahahaha! (I couldn't resist) To her, "dada" means love and she sure does love her "dada" -The REAL one!