Thursday, August 14, 2014

A trash can saved my son: Trash to Treasure!

We have been packing boxes for weeks! We've cleaned out closets and cabinets.  Boxed up winter clothes, boots, and toys.  But there was one dreaded area that we did not want to mess with.

The attic!
This is where we have stored the crib, Christmas decorations and unwanted furniture.  Honestly, I have opened the door thrown a bag of clothes in and closed it quickly.  I mean, it wasn't a place we hung out.

Since we are moving, we needed to get in there and clean, organize and move everything out.  We managed very successfully to get all of the junk, important boxes into the garage. The last thing was a twin mattress that was perched precariously on the rafters.  The Hubs, pulled and pushed and huffed and puffed but it wasn't budging.

My eight year old decided that he could help with his brut strength to shimmy it.  He pulled, pushed and stepped.  One minute he was standing in the attic, the next minute he was falling through the sheet rock!

The Hubs hollered, I screamed and we ran down the stairs excepting to find the worst.  My husband was yelling call 911!  I was in shock and the Little's were running in circles.

 There STANDING in the kitchen was Tyler!

He had fallen 13 feet and was now STANDING in front of us.  He was shaking like a leaf in a hurricane, crying and slightly hyperventilating, But he was not in a million pieces, nor bleeding from head to toe.  He was visibly OK!!!

My husband rushed him to the emergency room.  His wrist looked bruised and had a knot forming, and, did I mention he had just FALLEN 13 FEET, so he needed to be checked out.  After a few x-rays, everything checked out.  Did you hear that?  He was totally fine!!  Nothing broken!!!

Looking through the attic.

The ceiling in the garage.


He fell 13 feet… straight through the sheetrock… falling.  My son landed on a flimsy plastic trash can.  Thank you Jesus! That plastic trash can saved my son from serious injuries.  He was protected. It is absolutely amazing! God protects.

Throughout the day we prayed a prayer of thanksgiving, and pure joy.  We thanked God for His provision, for his angels, for his love.

Psalm 121:1-8
I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord watches over you—
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
The Lord will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
the Lord will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Boxes Galore!

There's a lot going on around here!

This is the house we have lived in for 9 amazing years!

Yup, that's right... we are MOVING!  We are so excited!  We bought a house a few miles down the road in a fabulous neighbor.  We move in less than ONE week!!

So what does that mean for me....Well, I have turned into a crazy stressed out lady.
This is hard stuff!  I have packed, and wrapped, and trashed, and moved a million boxes, and we haven't even left our current house yet!  What gives? I thought moving was supposed to be fun and magical, and this incredible family bonding time!
(I can hear y'all laughing at me)

I have learned a few things over the past several weeks.

1) Packing is not magical!!  Unless, of course digging through your closet and finally finding the match to the other shoe that you just threw away 6 months ago.  OK,... still not magical.

2) My kids have not missed the toys I packed up weeks ago.  Does this mean I should just throw them away?  Nope, they have compensated the lack of toys with TV.  I have totally used the TV as a "sitter" the last couple of weeks.  I know... Horrible mom!

3) When you move, you even have to clean out the junk drawer.

4) Books are heavy!

5) I have not cooked in a week, and no one is complaining.

6) We own a lot of pillows.  Why?

7) I have secretly bought random items for the new house and stashed them in a box.  And by random I mean; deer antlers, bowling pins, and tacky paintings.  Can't wait for hubby to see it.  Let's just say, he doesn't always share my quirky taste!

8) Goodwill and Craigslist are awesome!

9)  Did you know that you have to clean your empty house after you leave?  I mean, I barely cleaned when we lived here.

10) It's sad to see your whole life for the past 9 years packed up in boxes stacked on top of each other in the garage.

This is our "formal" living room.  It's nice a cozy, don't ya think?

Boxes for daze!

The three car garage is totally packed to the gills!

The kids have enjoyed sleeping on the floor the last few days.
Don't judge the unmade beds, we're moving!

All in all, we are going to miss this house.  This is the first house that Hubby and I actually felt like home.  We brought all three baby boys home to this house.  We have hosted birthday parties, life groups, baby showers, bible studies,  get togethers and cook outs here.  This house has been well loved! We built this house together, picking out all the finishes.  We have grown into this house, and have loved being in this neighborhood.

We will be saying goodbye to this chapter, to this house, and looking forward to our new house and a new adventure.

"For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven"
Ecclesiastes 3:1

* I'll post pictures of the new house soon! Woot Woot!!