As I mentioned on Sunday, Lowell and I are singing with our youth chorus. Some of the songs were put onto a cd so we could learn them easier. And this cd gets played quite a bit at full volume here in the Graber household!
But I have learned one thing: although I used to have a wee bit of pride that we women can multitask pretty well . . . I have been hit with a great dose of reality. I cannot multitask like I thought I could.
Scrambling eggs, making sandwiches for lunches, instructing my handsome kitchen helper, kissing warm two-year-old cheeks, and scribbling sandwich notes — all while trying to sing with my song cd. It plain just doesn’t work. Someday I may get the eggs and cheeks mixed up.
Speaking of sandwiches . . . I want to give you new moms a valuable, very valuable, very very valuable piece of advice. Think long and hard before starting any new habits, foods, or otherwise crazy routines that cater to your family. Think to yourself: do I want to do this for the next 20 years?! Because they will begin to associate you with all your craziness – and will never let you become sane again. 🙂
I like to write notes on my husband and school kids sandwiches. Seriously, why wouldn’t I? Six of the eight occupants of this house up and leave me almost every school day. Hey, somebody miss me already, okay?
So I put a note on their sandwich that will put me in their minds . . . even if they must slink to their lunch table with the other kids. My mom really did not just call me handsome?!!
One day I was tired and in a hurry . . . and probably listening to my chorus cd and didn’t write a note on my man’s sandwich. When he opened his lunchbox that day, I very soon afterwards received a text – “Hey! My sandwich is naked!” Poor man. It is extremely hard to eat a naked sandwich. I understand, honey.
I will admit to being a wee jealous that they get notes on their sandwiches. Somebody put a note on my coffee, k? So when I ran the mail route one Saturday, I packed my own lunch and wrote myself my own note on my very own sandwich. Yes, I am strange. But it really did make me smile! They say to put yourself in someone else’s shoes . . . so that’s what I did. Heya Blondie did make my sandwich not look quite so naked.
Now onto the baby soloist. With all the music floating through this house, the littlest guy has caught onto one of the songs. “Beyond the cross is a tomb that is empty! You won’t find Me there anymore . . . ” Here he is singing it for you:
Have a blessed weekend!!
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Melissa M. says
Precious!
Betsy says
Such a sweetheart! Our three year old granddaughter sang Amazing Grace to us yesterday on FaceTime. (She’s in Washington D.C., we’re in Washington State.). It made our day. I love to hear little voices singing praises to God. You made me smile with the naked sandwiches. I wish I had thought to do that with our children when they were small.
Blessings,
Betsy
Kendra says
Children are so very precious, aren’t they?
Kendra says
Oh how cute!! Love those facial expressions on that little round face, what a sweet thing to capture. Your sandwich story made me laugh 🙂
Marcus Miller says
Love that song! I helped sing that song with the youth group from Sharon Bethel in Kalona IA. When we went on chorus tour in July 1998. We gave a program at Bethany Fellowship 🙂
Kendra says
I should’ve been around that summer…..can’t quite remember it though!
MM says
So precious! Oh what sweetness with the darling little one singing! And I love your idea of writing notes on the sandwiches… soo funny about your husband thinking the sandwich was naked, lol! Thanks for the smiles today Kendra… sorry I haven’t been visiting in a while, spring is so busy, plus I made a quick trip to Texas. Hope you are doing well!
Kendra says
Hope your trip went well! I know the busy part of summer seems to be coming so quickly.