Thursday, July 24, 2008

Letting go of God's good

Last weekend during a discussion at out Saturday night church service, a very wise friend said that sometimes we have to let go of "God's good" to make room for His "great." This struck a chord with me, as I have been struggling with our move to NY for almost a year and a half now. It has been a slow process, but I have recently grown to appreciate many aspects of living in upstate NY. But, upon hearing those words, I realized I have never let go of all the good stuff I miss about CA. This was a huge wake-up call for me, and I can now see that I won't be able to experience the great things God has in store for us here, if I'm holding on to the good things in our past. Now, I'm not saying I will ever stop missing all the wonderful friendships we made in CA, the 9 months of sunshine, or all of our family, but I think I am on my way to a new level of acceptance- maybe even happiness- about our move. So, this is me, starting to let go of the make room of the great.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

"Bye-bye pee-pee"

Jason and I have begun taking small steps towards getting Dylan ready for potty training. He knows the words pee-pee & poop, and he has his own potty. We don't put him on it much, but he has used it a few times. When he does use his potty, we dump the contents into the real toilet and wave bye-bye. Dylan thinks this is really fun, and now says "bye-bye pee-pee" anytime a toilet flushes. Last weekend Jason's parents were here in Watertown, and the five of us went out to lunch. Dylan was getting restless, so he and I went on a walk around the restaurant. I decided to use the bathroom while we were up, so I took him into the stall with me. There were probably 3 or 4 other women in the bathroom while we were there. Taking Dylan in the stall with me is always an adventure, because I have to keep him from peeking under the partition to the stall next door, and keep him from pulling the toilet paper out all over the floor. So I thought I was in the clear, and we had had a successful bathroom trip- then I flushed the toilet. Dylan looked at me, smiled wide, and said at the top of his lungs........."bye-bye pee-pee!!" At that moment I had 2 options: 1) get embarrassed and try to get him to be quiet (even though everyone had already heard him) or 2) join in and say "bye-bye pee-pee" along with my very cute son. So, we said bye-bye to my pee-pee together, and received lots of giggles from the other women. Oh, the joys of having children :)