have you been waiting?

have you been waiting patiently, or maybe impatiently, for something? do you have a longing in your heart? a longing for a pain to be over, a broken heart to heal, a dream to come true? have you been sensing the next chapter of your life is on the horizon, but it feels like it's taking forever to get here? have you asked, "God, where are you?"

God knows about this waiting and he is coming. whatever you've been going through or longing for, it is not for waste. the Lord is giving you a new song. a new message, a new testimony, a new piece to your journey, a new part to your story -- something you will be excited to share. when it crystalizes and clicks for you, it will be so good, it might feel like more than you can bare. many will see your joy, your change, your song... and they will see the Lord. 

have you waited before and when it was over, you said, "that was worth the wait! thanks, God!"? well, that's the pattern, the promise of what is to come. the Lord is not done with you. your Dad is coming for you, to give you the desires of your heart, to heal you and give you good and perfect gifts. and i don't mean like "someday" or "when we all get to heaven..." i mean, like soon. your job is to believe it and sing. so do you? will you?

Psalm 40
1 I waited patiently for the LORD;
he turned to me and heard my cry.
2 He lifted me out of the slimy pit,
out of the mud and mire;
he set my feet on a rock
and gave me a firm place to stand.
3 He put a new song in my mouth,
a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear
and put their trust in the LORD...

16 But may all who seek you
rejoice and be glad in you;
may those who love your salvation always say,
"The LORD be exalted!"

Here I am, I have come. It is written about me in the scrolls. I will wait, God, and I will sing. 

goodbye hill family

did you know one of the funniest shows in television is in its final season? yes, king of the hill has finally been cancelled after 12 years of hill family funniness. what do you mean you never watch this show? it is hilarious. do you watch The Office? the same guy, greg daniels, is responsible for both shows. and don't you love tom petty? if you think his music is good, you should check out his animated acting skills. 

anyway, i love this show. of all the tv dads i've ever seen, the one most like my own dad is hank hill... sort of.

this scene is one of my favorites -

so long, hill family! good run.

fire safety

i love fire. i love making fire, sitting around fire, cooking over fire, feeding fire... did i tell you what i got for christmas? fire. yep, our once dark and desolate fireplace now boasts a toasty, homey gas fire with the push of a button. not wood-burning, but that's ok. some fire is better than no fire. 

as soon as the weather breaks, we'll be in the backyard almost nightly with our fire pit, roasting marshmallows and watching teenagers roam the alley. after the baby comes, there will be beer and fire. 

but my love for my fire is not unconditional as i recently discovered when we had the fire department over for a visit. i do not love fire when fire shows up uninvited. (some would argue that cooking a pound of bacon on a sideless cookie sheet and allowing the grease to just sort of drip is, indeed, an invitation to fire but that's neither here nor there.)

it was a weeknight like any other. frozen pizza night. (yes, i do sometimes cook.) the oven was preheating, the boys were in the basement. it was about 6 pm. 99% of the time, davidrussell is home at 6 pm, but tonight of all nights, hadn't even left work yet. i noticed the oven was starting to smoke a little. i turned on the stove fan and opened the back door. i started fanning the smoke alarm as a precaution (don't tell me i'm the only cook that occasionally has to wave a towel at the smoke alarm) and called dr. 

"hello?" 

"hi. are you on your way?"

"i'm packing up now." MERMP! MERMP! (enter smoke alarm)

"ok. i gotta go." 

i wave harder. the smoke alarm stops. but i notice the oven is looking a bit chimney-ish. i look in the oven window and see flames. i'm thinking "ok. that's fire. hmm." then the boys come up from the basement.

"mommy, when's dinner? wow, it's smokey." 

"boys, put your shoes on and go on the porch." 

pause: this part is important. we always think we know what we would do if a situation arose, but then when we're actually in it, we don't always do what we thought we would. i should have immediately called 911, but just an ounce of self-doubt will talk you out of a sound decision every time. i was thinking, "well does this count as a real fire? it's only in my oven." i've known many people that hesitated to call 911 b/c it seemed "dramatic" or "silly." i even wondered for a second if it cost money... crazy. 

ok, so i call davidrussell. 

"hello." 

"the oven is on fire. what should i do?"

"ok. look in the cabinet... there's a fire extinguisher. you'll have to read the directions or look at..." 

"i don't have time for this." click. i dialed 911. 

i grabbed the boys' coats and go on the porch. "put your coats on and go to mr. drew's house. tell mr. drew the oven is on fire." they go. and i decide i'd like my shoes. so i run upstairs and grab my sneakers. while i'm upstairs, i hear my neighbor, drew, downstairs calling "kelly? are you ok?" 

"yes. my oven is on fire." 

"ok. i'll get my fire extinguisher." in the distance we hear sirens. i come downstairs.

"ok, thanks." i'm sort of giggling at this point b/c me and my neighbors love action on our street. i knew they would be peeking out and i'd be like "it's me, gang. i called 'em." 

so i'm standing on my porch and drew comes running back with his extinguisher. with him is sweet newlywed neil, another neighbor, with his fire extinguisher. neil says, "david called me." i say, "ah, that was sweet." now the trucks are coming down the street. i ask neil and drew, "can you even use fire extinguishers on a grease fire?" and as the 3 of us contemplate this on my porch, 3 fire trucks, the fire chief's pick-up, 3 police cars and 2 ambulances gather on my block. drew checks my oven and discovers the fire has burned itself out. the fire chief is on my porch, "is it out?" 

"yes. thanks for coming." 

"no problem. we'll do a walk-through, check things out and set up some fans to get rid of this smoke." 

"thank you."

all of the above took place in about 5 minutes. 

now, i'll mention this was one of those days when i went to the gym that morning and never had a chance to shower and change. so here's me with the "pregnant stale gym" look at 6 pm, and as it turns out, all fire-fighters are hot. and apparently, it doesn't matter if they are 25 or 55, they're just hot. i'm just sayin'... can a girl be prepared to receive guests? put on some mascara or something?

drew and neil stood on the sidewalk with me while the fire-fighters went through my house. sweet Iraeli neighbor, miri, comes out on her porch and calls to me in her adorable accent, "Kelleee, are you ok? don't worry, i deed the same theeng. thees ees why i don't cook french fries."

the fans are super industrial and super loud. the boys were in drew's house with his wife, anita, staying warm. later i heard mac came out and asked the fire-fighters, "is my mommy ok?" they were all very professional and kind. as they were leaving, we stopped one and asked about fire extinguishers and grease fires. as it turned out, neither mine nor neil's would have been safe to use and drew's was so old, it didn't even words on it. 

the trucks left, the "smoke cleared" and i went to drew and anita's house to get the boys. we talked for a bit and then here comes davidrussell. he missed the whole thing. we did all get some birthday cake out of it as it was drew's 30th birthday. 

i could sit in embarrassment over my lackadaisical approach to grease in my oven, but i'm not. on the contrary, i feel pretty excited about what happened. it was a learning opportunity for me, my boys and even my neighbors. we were able to see how we handle emergencies and talk about what to do. and i actually did a few things right as i'll be happy to point out below. 

To Put Out a Cooking Fire in Your Kitchen (from firesafety.gov):

• Call the 911 immediately. 
  
• Slide a pan lid over flames to smother a grease or oil fire, then turn off the heat and leave the lid in place until the pan cools. Never carry the pan outside.
  
• Extinguish other food fires with baking soda. Never use water or flour on cooking fires.
  
• Keep the oven door shut and turn off the heat to smother an oven or broiler fire.
  
• Keep a fire extinguisher in the kitchen. Make sure you have the right type and training. For kitchens, you need Class K.
  
• Keep a working smoke alarm in your home and test in monthly.
  

ok, so all in all, i wasn't a complete idiot. i called 911 semi-immediately. when i saw smoke in the oven, i opened it a couple of times to see if there was fire. i think that might have actually helped fire along. but once i saw flames, i did not open it and i turned off the oven. i didn't bother with the fire extinguisher b/c i didn't feel confident about it and i really felt like it was a bad idea to open the oven door (Spirit thing, for sure). 

some other takeaways:

1. get a cookie sheet with sides (i did).

2. say "no" to self-doubt, especially in emergencies. 

3. never hesitate to call 911. no matter how silly you think it might seem. 

4. if you have Christ, his spirit lives in you. Flesh would have you panic or doubt yourself, but the Spirit will make good decisions. you don't have to have some big conversation inside about what to do. live in the Spirit. 

5. keep making bacon wraps. 

sing it! "be cool about fiiir-ya safety..." 

our new pets

i'm so excited. i've been wanting to do this for months and today - FINALLY! we got our worms! look at them. aren't they sweet and cute and gross? 

back story: i've been attempting to grow tomatoes over the last few summers. while i have actually eaten some of my very own tomatoes, overall the results have been disappointing. but rather than killing my desire to grow vegetables, it has made it stronger! this past summer i created container gardens on my back porch. 

why am i doing this?

a. homegrown tomatoes are so tasty and if you're growing them yourself, they're also very cheap.

b. i'm the only one in my family that eats certain vegetables so why not just grow them instead of spending money on them and having them go bad. 

c. getting the kids involved with growing veggies they like (red and orange peppers) is a great learning experience. 

why on my back porch?

a. with 2 boys, i just can't sacrifice any more space in my already small backyard for gardening. 

b. the dog isn't pooping on them.

c. raccoons, stray cats and strangers in the alley are less likely to mess with them. 

this past summer, i had chives, cucumbers, orange and yellow peppers, and tomatoes... or at least those are the plants i bought at lowe's. my actual crop was less than desired. by mid-summer, the boys were learning "all that hard work i put in with mom was useless and let's just go to kroger." i called my dad, a vegetable-grower and farm boy. his diagnosis was bad soil. ack! bad soil?! is that like bad blood or bad karma? it sounded so final, like some judge had just dropped the gavel - Bad Soil was my conviction. SHE'S GUILTY! you can't make a whole lot of excuses for bad soil in a container garden. however, we do have a problem with cats using flower pots as litter boxes. gross - an excuse with little dignity. 

so anyway, my dad suggested i simply use miracle grow. "well, i don't know, dad. isn't that kind of chemically?" i don't have deep convictions about organic living (yet), however, i did have this picture of pouring miracle-gro vinaigrette over my salad. if i'm going to do this, why not learn how to do it naturally? so i decided summer garden '08 was what it was and i'd try something different in '09. 

enter worms. back when i was in 1st trimester sickland and on the couch 24/7, i discovered a lot of "new" tv. i was watching the bonnie hunt show and learned about indoor composting, or "worm bins." i knew this was my answer! you just throw these guys in with some paper and rotten food and come spring, you've got yummy rich compost for your garden. sweet. i decided i would do this some time between i-feel-awful and baby-is-coming-any-day. 

so today we got our pet worms and made our worm bin. it was fun, easy and definitely something the whole family enjoyed. the boys wanted to name the worms. while we didn't name all 100 of them, we decorated our bin with the names we picked.

here's mac holding "max," "diggy," "wiggly," "dirty" and "slimy."

bode with "bode."

be nice to your new friends. don't eat them.

instead, love them...

the truth is 3 years ago, i would have been content with a single tomato plant and an annual camping trip. but lately i've been dreaming of big compost piles and acres and gardens and sometimes even chickens. sending my kids out to play and not seeing them for hours as they are playing fort in the woods or wading in the creek somewhere on our land. i don't know what the future holds, but at least i know my chances are good for some soil redemption in '09. the next big step will be the harvest. hopefully this works...

want to make your own worm bin? here's some info:

1. read this post from the germinatrix and do what she says. 

2. i got my worms at Petsmart. they sell them as "food" and keep them in the back so you have to ask for them. a container of about 50 sells for $4.25. the germinatrix recommends you get at least 200. you could probably get them cheaper at a bait shop, but i paid for convenience as i got my bins from target and went right next door to petsmart. 

3. if you're in the cincy area, know this: 

- while all petsmarts carry worms, the oakley store told me they're having trouble keeping them in stock b/c of indoor composting. so call before you go. 

 - i did try Whole Foods in Rookwood. they do not carry worms and didn't know what i was talking about. probably the san francisco whole foods carry worms, but not in cincinnati.

- there's a bait shop on Erie Ave. near Edwards called Delamere and Hopkins.

ok, who's ready to get their own wormy worms?

up with love!

for valentine's day, i'm sending you an awesome love song. 

(your iTunes is incomplete without this...) LOVE!!!

more wedding!

finally... more about my wedding. i posted about this a few months ago, but at the time, i still didn't have my professional photos. i finally do and i'm excited to share them with you. check out the slide show to see them all. the one shown here is kind of fun as this is my "i'm a bride with a baby secret" photo. our plan was to tell everyone at the wedding dinner, but i told tine, the photographer, and asked her how we could capture it. this was her answer.  
dora has also posted all about my wedding on her blog. check it out! it was amazing! it's really fun for me to re-live -- it was an incredible day full of love, fun and surprises. (and i especially enjoy the pics these days since i'm now weighing in at about 170. let's all look at me littler!) dr and i are so grateful to erin, the pattersons, the senffs, the valentines and the manuels for loving on us this in this extravagant way. lots of lessons in friendship and receiving...

and, while i'm on the subject, let me say a little more about dora and her blog. dora left a successful career 3 years ago to pursue her dream of becoming a wedding planner. and she did it! she's a superstar! it's only a matter of time before she has her own show on the style channel. anyway, you should visit her blog. really, you can't believe how interesting her wedding and event world is. not only can you read even more about me, but you can also read about how she pulled off a stunning wedding without a hitch during the Hurricane Ike Blackout, or all about the hot trend: wedding dress trashing. 

of course, i had no prior experience as "a bride with a wedding coordinator" so i don't know if all coordinators are like this, but i would tell any bride-to-be "don't get married without dora." yes, she plans and coordinates her tail off and, yes, she's a fashion & style guru, but the best part is she is like a bride's personal love bug for the day. in the midst of pulling off the whole wedding, she still managed to constantly check on me. she told me what to do (i like being told what to do), where to be -- "sit here," "eat this cake," "get in this limo," "hold your flowers like this," "go dance," "come back," -- loved it. she kept up with all my stuff including my big orange bag, she lovingly asked me about my feet and then brought me flip-flops, and she had my car loaded and ready to go at the end of the evening. below is a cool photo of dora and i right before she sent me and my bridesmaids off in the limo. i felt like p. diddy. 

well, that's all the wedding talk for now. but certainly not the last installment. i'm sure to talk about it much more. that's the beauty of having a your very own blog...

raising kids

i recently had an email exchange with a sweetie pie friend o'mine about parenting. it seemed like it might be worth sharing, anonymously, of course. she's a great mom. we'll call her Penelope.

Some Background: Penelope and I have been discussing our six-year-olds, who tend to blurt out negative things about themselves. very generally speaking - at times, they begin to perceive their relationships are falling apart or look at life through a negative lens, in general. when i was a kid, i was like this, too. i was always told i was "too dramatic," but i know there was emotional pain and confusion tied to my statements so as an adult, i've sought to learn more about that. anyway, here it is...

Penelope: "As usual, I am at a loss for what to say to Sally these days. Don't know if it's the age, her sex, the combo of both or what but I often find that I have no idea how to respond to the things she says. I've tried the 'that's not true approach' you mentioned before (ie. speaking to the Enemy that makes her say untrue things.) I like this accept that I think she gets little from it and I find myself saying it like a broken record. ("That's not true, Sally. Sally, that's not true. Don't say that, it's not true.") Even I am getting tired of me.

Give me examples of the things she is saying, you demand. Well... I'll get back to you on that one. I can never think of an example of her behavior/statements just as I can never think of a response to them. She's so smart, clever, creative, emotional, hormonal, crazy and sweet. I want her to stay all those things and know how much I love her and all the good things I want for her. Raising kids is so hard!!!!"

Me: "aaaw, Penelope. i love it when you talk about your feelings and get all vulnerable with me. it's my favorite part of you:) if i were there, i would squeeze you and tell you how sweet you are:)

i admire you as a mom and as a grown-up. as for this sally thing - yes, i want examples. and i'll go ahead and offer some thoughts:

• the fact that she is open with you is great b/c you can know the things she's hearing inside her head and what she's telling herself. you mentioned that you say "that's not true" so that tells me you're hearing her say some negative things about herself or her relationships. that's good. that's 50%. anytime we hear a lie from the enemy and we declare it "not true" is good. we're fighting. another way to battle the enemy, and in this case the other 50%, is telling her what is true. ok, what does that look like? well, it's your job and dad's job to know the truth about sally, i.e. how God created her. this is the part that takes some intentionality.

• God teaches us about parenting through his relationship with us. He tells us who we are and how he feels about us. (i also attached a reference with more verses about this.) now whether or not we (grown-ups) are choosing to receive His love and truth is another story and another email. but children don't have that distrusting baggage toward their parents yet. and while they are God's children, he has called us to "Train them up..." it's our job to shepherd them, teach them, etc. and God is our model. so the more we understand God as our father (our parent), the more we can understand how to engage with our kids. apart of this includes unlearning some misconceptions of who our Heavenly Father is. often we apply our perception of our earthly father to the character of God. that's great if your dad was Atticus Finch or Bill Cosby. but many of us have had fathers who are flawed or even absent. the stuff you and i are discussing right now, i can assure you our dads never discussed. for example, for most of my life i believed that i should pray but God wasn't really going to do much about it b/c his will was bigger than me and his hands were tied. this stemmed from having an earthly father that didn't fight for me. my dad always approached things like "yeah, we're in this together. boy, we are in a pickle. what are we gonna do now?" so the concept of having a Father that fights for me and will smash anyone that messes with me was foreign. but now i know God will crush anyone that messes with me. (you probably want verses for that...i'll have to search a bit.) ok, so to bring this point home - i'm saying, study and seek to understand how God parents us and seek to shepherd your children in the same way. 

• now back to truth-telling. the Holy Spirit is also called the Spirit of Truth. He's there... hanging out with you in your kitchen, chillin'. He's waiting for you to say "what do you think of all this?" and He'll tell you. heck, he's also called Counselor. God tells us the truth - about everything including who we are. he does this through a number of ways: scripture, the Holy Spirit speaking to us and the Body of Christ. how does God speak to us through the Body? well, the Body is the Church. that's you and me. we both believe Jesus Christ is our savior and so we are the Body. so when a believer tells me something about myself that resonates with my spirit, i know the Lord just spoke to me about who i am and i choose to receive it. i write it down in my notebook under "Truth about Kelly - Who God says I am." here's an example - i had some bratty behavior and anger issues in high school. after an episode, i would feel so guilty and tell myself "you're such a bitch." a couple of times i said it aloud to some friends and they would say "yeah, you were acting like a bitch." somewhere along the line, i just started believing that's who i was and took on that persona. when i didn't know what to do or how to act in a situation, i'd just act like a bitch. in college, people called me a bitch all the time and that was my reputation. "don't mess with her, she is such a bitch." inside i felt guilty and ashamed. i wanted to be sweet and loving but i didn't know how. and i would think "that's not you anyway. you're not sweet. you're a bitch. those are the cards you were dealt." 2 years ago, i was with a group of friends and explaining that i'm still trying to learn how to appropriately interact with people, etc. my friend, krissy, (i wore her shoes in the wedding) said to me "kelly, what are you talking about? you have this lie that you are bitch and you are not." well, i was speechless. i just sat there, stunned. i started to push back, "well, i have problems with my tone and sometimes i speak harshly and..." she said it again, "kelly, you are not a bitch." i started to cry. it was obvious to everyone in the room that God's truth was being spoken to me and krissy was simply the vessel. i stopped arguing and received the truth about myself. i could feel a piece of me healing inside. so then another friend in the room prayed "God tell us who Kelly is." and everyone started telling me what they were hearing. one person said, "i just keep hearing the stevie wonder song "sunshine of my life." God says this is his song about you - you are the sunshine of his life. i received that, too -- wrote it in my cute little girlie journal.

• now bringing this back to parenting - you and your husband, "Bob," are certainly a part of the Body and a very important part when it comes to sally. a big way she is going to receive the truth about who she is in Christ is through you two. there's no pressure here, it's just applying the stuff i've said above. so when you hear her say something that isn't true, understand that even if she can't articulate it, she is wondering "well, then what is true?" don't wait for her to ask you, just start telling her. and if you don't know, then you better start asking God. it's ok to not know, but it's not ok to stay in that place of not knowing. often right there on the spot, i'll just tell mac, "i'm going to pray for you." heck, half the time i don't even know what to pray but if i'm just quiet for a second, God will bring something to mind. i often think it doesn't matter what i've said, the act alone is what mac needed and he goes away happy. i think to myself, "well, i don't know what you just did God, but thanks." and it doesn't matter if there's something on the stove or a baby is crying. if another kid comes in you can say "i'm going to pray for sally. you can pray with me or be quiet." 

• how do i know who my kid is? this is the part where you turn to prayer, the Bible, ask God "who is this child?" He will tell you. and then you tell her. yes, you're going to have to make time for some quiet moments to pray for your kids. even if it's only 10 minutes per kid, sit down with a notebook. (get a cute new journal if that motivates you.) turn to a blank page and write at the top: God, please teach me about sally. Who is she? and then write down what you hear. if you hear bad stuff like "she's a brat" that's not God. probably, God will bring to mind moments you've witnessed where you've been very proud of her or loved her deeply or marveled at something she did. when moments like that happen, be aware - in tune b/c God is showing you "this is who sally is." also, He will bring words to mind or maybe pictures. heck, he might even give you an actual verse. if a verse pops into your head, write it down and look it up. ask bob to do it with you - you each agree to spend 10 minutes of quiet time on each kid separately and write down what you hear. then come together at the end of the day and share with the other what you heard and wrote down. don't be shocked if God tells you some of the same things. oh, and watch your kid's face light up when you say "Billy, I was asking God about you and he told me that you are a warrior. He says you have courage and you are like a lion." imagine how that would have felt if our parents did that for us? 

• so what if my kid does act like a brat all the time? did God knit together in my womb a brat? no. this is also a part of that "train up a child" thing. as flawed humans, we're drawn to act out on our fleshly desires. kids are literally doing what comes naturally (rather than spiritually.) we can seek to discover what is the root of the behavior rather than declare the child is the behavior. with my kids, mac is very loving, has a heart for justice and is discerning. he can't fathom why a kid would break a rule. to the point that it upsets him and offends him. if someone calls him a name, he plummets. he can't shake it off, can't understand why someone would be intentionally mean. his understanding of God's justice is something he was born with and we celebrate it. however, it can cause him to be judgemental and a big tattletail. he wants people to pay! who can we blame?! his debrief of a school day is simply telling me all the kids that got their name on the board. so rather than say mac is a judgemental, tattle tail, big mouth, we try to teach him that those behaviors are inappropriate and teach him about grace and forgiveness. bode, on the other hand, is drawn to satisfy his flesh. he wants to eat all the candy, play with his personal all day, more cookies, more TV, more more more! while mac can't stand to break the rules, bode will do whatever he has to do to get what he wants. he'll take the cookies in the bathroom very quietly and lock the door. very sneaky, very quiet. people like to joke "bode is the kid you'll have to bail out of jail," etc. we say, "nope. not true. bode is obedient and has self-control." we say it as a declaration of faith b/c we know God didn't create him to be a cookie thief. he just needs to be trained in self-control and obedience. we know he has a desire to make the right choice b/c whenever he breaks a rule, he does it in secret, i.e. shame. why is he hiding? he's ashamed, but he can't help it - he's gotta have the candy! all of it! it tastes so good! we talk to him about self-control, read verses about it with him and teach him how to ask God to give him self-control. all very calmly and lovingly. and, yes, there's much discipline in there, too. lately, i've begun to see some fruit of this! sometimes he'll come up to me out of nowhere and say "mommy! i didn't eat the cookies!" i know what he's telling me is "while you were upstairs, i was in the kitchen thinking about taking out the cookies and i didn't." so, of course, i celebrate that and say "good job! that's b/c you're obedient and you have self-control! that's who you are." anytime we are tempted and we say "no," we should celebrate the victory!

• i know this is a lot, but i'm just sharing what we've learned over the years. none of this came through one particular book or person, but rather a lot of various teachings, resources and conversations. here's the thing most people don't like to hear. and also, this has been THEE BIGGEST lesson davidrussell and i have learned. here it is: when i see a behavior or a pattern in one of my children that is off, the first place i need to look is in the mirror. 75% of the healing that has happened in my spirit has been since i became a mother. there were broken places in me that i just couldn't run from or hide from any longer once i had kids. b/c the bottomline was the patterns i was seeing were patterns i knew all too well. heck, God even told us in Timothy that this would happen: "But women will be saved through childbearing—if they continue in faith, love and holiness with propriety." I Timothy 2:15"

well, readers, that's it so far. a big way that i learn is to talk stuff over with friends. heck, my kids are nuts. who's aren't? so i've shared some stuff i've learned. what have you learned? what are you wishing you could learn? please chime in with questions, comments, or if you'd just like to agree with Penelope that "raising kids is hard!!!" (but you have to admit... it's kind of fun.)