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June 30, 1978.

Jimmy Carter was president and Grease was #1 at the box office. Chesapeake by James Michener was atop the list of New York Times bestsellers and “Shadow Dancing” by Andy Gibb was probably playing on the radio. Fans of the San Francisco Giants watched Willie McCovey become the 12th player in Major League Baseball history to hit 500 home runs and in Ann Arbor, Michigan a baby girl was born to Ron and Mary Waterloo. Their sixth daughter!

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June 30, 1978. Baby Betsy.

This past Saturday, we celebrated Betsy’s 40th birthday. It was a great opportunity to gather together with many of the people that love her the most. People have mixed feelings about turning forty. I know, I do! This October, I will…cease to be in my 30s (see, I can’t even say it!) and the pendulum of emotions swings back and forth on a daily basis. On the plus side, I still have my hair. But it has become a losing battle trying to pluck all of the grey out of my disheveled mop. I can afford to buy the really nice soccer shoes I used to dream about but often I can barely walk the day after I play in them.

I could go on.

For Betsy, turning forty feels different. When Betsy was born in 1978, the average life expectancy for someone diagnosed with cystic fibrosis was around twenty years. To have made it to forty and to be thriving is an unqualified victory. If Betsy had any grey hair (she doesn’t), it would be a badge of honor. Betsy has been through a lot in her forty years. There have been more than a few health crises along the way. Life now looks a lot different than it did twenty years ago but Betsy has not given in to discouragement. Betsy’s day-to-day existence is not without its difficulties but it is mostly full of joy and laughter and hope.

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1998. Bae (I think that’s what the kids are saying these days) home from college.

And we are hopeful! Betsy is feeling as good if not better than she has at many points in the last ten years. She is still chasing after our six and a half year old son, Lucas. Betsy is a great mom – always at his soccer games and school events. Lucas adores her! She has resumed a little running after some breathing and back difficulties forced her to take an unwanted hiatus. Her time for the mile isn’t quite what it was when she was tearing up the Mackinac Island Eight Mile Run back in college but she is running! She is still operating a successful tutoring business and making a difference in the lives of her students. She even manages to still have the time (and patience!) to help me find all of the things that I misplace.

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Betsy and her favorite boy (yes, I’ve been displaced 😉 )

There are a lot of exciting medical advancements too. The Cystic Fibrosis Foundation is constantly pushing the boundaries for new treatments and medications. We participated in the Great Strides fundraising campaign on a rainy Saturday this past spring. Our team amassed over $5000 in donations and nationwide nearly $30 million was raised, all of which goes towards funding cystic fibrosis research. Betsy’s pulmonary specialist is hopeful that maybe even within the next two years, there will be a new medication targeting the underlying cause of cystic fibrosis for people with Betsy’s particular gene mutations. A company called Planetary Biosciences has been working on new dietary supplements that have made a huge difference for Betsy and others. We feel optimistic!

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Team #Breathe4Betsy

To see Betsy at age forty is a testament to God’s faithfulness. It’s a testament to Betsy’s determination and perseverance. And it’s a testament to the love and support that we have received from our family and friends. Psalm 139 says “You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed.” We are thankful for each one of those days! We don’t know how many there will be (none of us do!) but I know Betsy will live them to the fullest, surrounded by love.

Just like Saturday. Happy Birthday, Betsy!

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June 30, 2018. Betsy & her sisters.

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Continued Conversations with Lucas

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Love and Laughter!

Expressions of love:

L: Mommy, this is my favorite place on your cheek to kiss you.

B: Aww, thanks.

L: It’s soft and cute and it smells so good, like a rose!

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L: Mommy, I love you and Daddy so much!

B: We love you too, Baby!

L: But I love you sooo much. I love you more than soccer! And superheros! And even more than kitties!!

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L: Mommy, when I’m older and live with my wife, you can visit me every day.

B: Can I get that in writing?

L: Sure, Mom, no problem.

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B: Can I call you “Cute Cheeks?”

L: Well, sometimes.

B: When?

L: Maybe just at home because otherwise it might be kind of embarrassing. Also, not if someone is here for dinner.

Boys will be boys:

L: Here you go, Mommy [puts a tiny, unidentifiable object in my hand.]

B: Um…thanks? What is that?

L: I don’t know. I found it in my pants.

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L: [whispering]. Hey Daddy…

J: What?

L/J: [Loud whispering and peals of laughter]

L: Shhhh! Don’t tell Mommy! She thinks poo-poo is gross and not funny!

A window into the soul of an introvert:

L: Mom, kids are a lot easier to meet than grownups.

B: Oh yeah? Why is that?

L: Grownups get really excited to meet kids. It’s a lot to handle. And they’re big. Kids are much smaller and less excited so they’re easier to meet.

Can someone else answer these questions?

L: Mom, does God know the future?

B: Yes, I think he does. [Additional explanation attempted].

L: Oh. Mom, are there bad guys in heaven?

B: Well…

L: Also, do people who don’t know God go to heaven?

B: [Gives a woefully inadequate answer]

L: How can God and Jesus be the same person?

B: [Tries to explain with a metaphor]

L: And Mom, one more thing..

B: [Bracing myself…]

L: Can you imagine if there was a banana peel on a big patch of ice? It would be soooo slippery!! HAHAHAHAHA!

Random Funny-ness:

L: Mom, summer is my favorite season. What about you?

B: Summer is my favorite season too!

L: After summer I like spring best, but fall is only my third favorite, because it’s a little droopy.

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L: I’m going to tickle Daddy’s ear ball.

B: Do you mean earlobe?

L: No, I call it an ear ball.

B: Well I call it an earlobe. Because that’s what it is.

L: No! Mom! Pretend you don’t want to and call it an ear ball, because that’s what it looks like. Trust me, it’s better.

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J: Uncle Greg almost missed his plane home! I fell back asleep after my alarm went off and he forgot to set one.

L: Oh man, if Uncle Greg missed his plane and stayed in Florida, Aunt Tina would have to get a new husband. And that’s expensive!

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Coffee & Change

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I love coffee. It’s just so good! I’m one of those people who starts looking forward to my morning cup when I’m heading to bed the night before. I drink my coffee after my routine of breathing treatments and the physical and respiratory therapy I have to do to keep my CF-self functioning. It feels like a reward for getting through the less pleasant parts of the morning.

I love everything about coffee–the smell, the taste, the warmth, and the deep, rich color. I even like the sounds my coffee pot makes while the coffee is brewing. I find them oddly comforting. Those of you who love coffee are nodding your head and saying, “Mmm-hmmm,” right now, aren’t you? And the rest of you probably think I’m a little crazy. 🙂

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I love coffee memes!

This morning as I was drinking my strong, black brew, I was thinking about how coffee never changes. It’s one of those things I can count on each day. It’s a homey comfort and a fixed part my morning. It’s nice to have simple pleasures like coffee to ground me (no pun intended 😉 ).

In another area of my life, I’m in a period of change. Lucas is off to school full-time now, and beyond that, he’s becoming increasingly independent even when he is home. He demanded so much of my time and attention as a baby, toddler, and preschooler. He was a child who needed a lot of closeness and a great deal of attention to feel safe and comfortable in the world. Sometimes it worried me and sometimes Jaime and I both grew weary of it, but we felt strongly that his needs were legitimate and we should do our best to meet them. For five years, taking care of Lucas consumed a great deal of my time and energy. We learned early on with Lucas that developmentally, he did things in his own time. He didn’t always follow the same trajectory as other kids, but once he was ready for a particular milestone, it was as if a switch would flip, and all of a sudden he would be there.

This fall, the independence switch flipped. Suddenly he was comfortable (enough) in big, noisy groups. He was able to handle the chaos of a crowded school. He was happy to play independently for long stretches without having me within his sight. I was so busy with various things this fall that I didn’t feel the full impact of these changes, but I’m feeling them now. With the formidable germs that are on the loose this season, I’ve been keeping close to home, and no matter how many tasks I busy myself with, I’m feeling the emptiness of the house in a new way.

I was noticing last night that sometimes Lucas resists changes, too. Our treadmill is broken and Jaime and I were discussing what we might do if it can’t be fixed. Lucas told us that he was sad to think that we might have to get a different one, and hoped we could find the exact same one because he loves it so much. (That makes one of us that loves the treadmill!) It made me smile. I mean, Lucas obviously never uses it, but somehow he feels attached to it and doesn’t want to see it go. Maybe all those hours he spent down there in the basement with me while I walked or jogged on it are stuck in his memory. Maybe part of him doesn’t want to see those days over and done with either.

It’s hard to let go of the past sometimes. I longed for more freedom in the most intense years of Lucas’s early life, but now it almost feels as though I have too much. I’m not quite sure where to go from here. The abruptness of the change has left me feeling a little lost.

It’s comforting to know that God’s promises never change. Even as I’m adjusting to a different set of circumstances, I know that God has a purpose and a plan for me. James 1:17 says, “Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.” We put the first part of that verse on Lucas’s birth announcement.

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Lucas was and is God’s perfect gift to us, and whatever God has in mind for me now that Lucas’s demands are lessening, that will be a perfect gift too. My job is to continue to trust God in the face of these changes. It doesn’t take me long to get anxious and fearful once I start trying to figure out my future. Peace comes from leaving it in God’s hands and knowing that he will provide for me no matter what comes, or doesn’t come. He will never leave me, and he will give strength for each new task. His plans are for good and not for evil, and he has promised me a hope and a future. Those wonderful promises are even more comforting than my morning coffee. 🙂

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photo by Jess Marie Photography.

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. ~Romans 15:13

 

Kindergarten

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Lucas started Kindergarten on September 5th. It’s hard to believe he’s been in school nearly four months already. Overall it is going great! It’s a long day, but he’s handling it and is happy to go each morning. Here’s a few things we’ve learned about Kindergarten from our observations and conversations with our big guy:

  • Lucas’s favorite “subject” is recess. No surprise there! Is there any other answer for an elementary-aged boy? If so, I’ve never heard it.
  • Lucas is popular with the ladies. He regularly comes home with hearts and cards and pictures from various admirers. I know my days are numbered, but for now, I’m happy to report that I’m still his best girl.
  • Kindergarten is pretty academic nowadays. Lucas’s backpack is filled various worksheets he’s completed and he is reading and writing and doing all sorts of things that weren’t on my radar in Kindergarten. He seems developmentally ready for what they’re asking him to do, so that’s great! However, I get just as frustrated as he does when they miss recess because they’re busy with academics. I can always tell if he’s had recess or not when he gets home from school based on his mood.
  • Lucas takes what he learns in school and puts it to good use at home. They recently had an engineering unit at school. When he and Jaime were experiencing some technical difficulties with snow bricks cracking and breaking while they were building a snow fort, Lucas assumed the role of teacher including a written message to all the “engineers” in the house, listing the problem that needed to be solved. Lucas’s solution was to figure out how Superman used his heat vision to seal the cracks in the Daily Planet building after a villain attack and use that technology to seal the cracks in our snow fort. We’re still working on it.
  • Along with learning things at school, he’s trying to teach his classmates a thing or two. He came home in early December, horrified that none of the kids in his class realized it was still fall and that winter didn’t start until December 21. He told them but no one believed him. I heard him have the exact same conversation with our 10-year-old neighbor. When she disagreed with his pronouncement, he pulled out the calendar. I have to admit it was fun listening to her try to explain away the words “Winter Begins” written in bold, black letters on the 21st. I mentioned that his classmates were referring more to the winter weather and perhaps they didn’t pay as much attention to the actual dates of the winter solstice, but he dismissed my explanation and concluded that they just weren’t as smart as he is. We’re still working on the humility thing.
  • Every day after lunch recess, the class has quiet time when the kids can rest, read, or draw. Lucas chooses to draw every day and has gone through a few distinct “periods”.  The first several weeks of school he was drawing rainbows and cats.  Then he entered into a list making phase. Next he started drawing pictures of our family every day. Currently he’s been making cards for Jaime and me. These creations are the my favorite thing to find in his backpack! (Bonus points to anyone who can read the letter 🙂 )
  • Lucas seems to like his teacher, but this year he almost exclusively talks about the other kids. He’s more social and integrated than he was last year, and handles the inevitable moments of chaos a lot better than he did in the past. In general he seems much less anxious. Yay for growth!
  • Now that he’s in Kindergarten, there are several rules Jaime and I must abide by.  For example, the word “potty” is banned from our home since he’s not little anymore. He does NOT require hand holding to cross the street, no exceptions. We are not allowed to be around when he’s changing his clothes. He asks us to leave his room and shuts the door, or if he decides not to kick us out, he changes in the closet. If he requires any assistance in the bathroom he asks us to close his eyes. (It’s pretty hard to assist that way, but we do our best.)
  • Lucas really likes to be on time to school. I mean, really.  He has not been tardy even once nor has he missed any school so far.  Even though he did not inherit that trait from his father, Jaime deserves a lot of credit for getting him there each day! I deserve some, too. Lucas is such a late riser than it often takes all hands on deck to get him clothed, fed, groomed, and out the door on time. (Picture a pit crew).
  • Speaking of grooming, Lucas likes his hair smooth. He will not leave for school, be seen in public, nor admit anyone into our house until it has been slicked down. Apparently you can adore your father without approving of his hair choices.
  • Lucas knows several older kids at school that he’s met in our neighborhood or through soccer and he always says hi when he sees them at school. It’s one of the first things he reports on when he gets home. Knowing older students makes him feel like big stuff!
  • There must be a lot of music at school judging from the plethora of songs Lucas sings when he gets home. Lately it’s been a song about shapes and Jingle Bells. For the first few months, it was a version of Yankee Doodle which he sung incessantly with minor variations. Over break he started humming the Final Jeopardy theme which he informed us is the signal for quiet work time. I’m glad there’s lots of music involved in his schooling and that he still feels free to sing out whenever the mood strikes! I also wouldn’t cry if I never heard Yankee Doodle again.

I am very proud of Lucas for handling Kindergarten and the long school day so well.  It is a pleasure to watch him grow and mature and become more independent, even if it is a little bittersweet. I’ll never forget all those years when he stuck so close it felt like he was an extension of my own body. Somewhere along the journey he gained the confidence to be out there on his own. It’s good and I’m glad. We love our big Kindergarten boy!

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Photo by Jess Marie Photography

A Year in Review

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Look to the Lord and his strength, seek his face always. Remember the wonders he has done.

~I Chronicles 16:11-12a

Happy Holidays a little late! I’m sorry I’ve been absent from my blog for so long. Jaime told me I’d better get something published before people started to worry about me! My writing has gotten pushed to the back burner. It’s not as though life is busier than before, it’s just been different since school started in the fall. Somehow when my routines and responsibilities got rearranged, the blog got pushed out of the mix. I miss writing here, so stick with me. I’ll be back in 2018.

Last night Jaime and I were talking about the highlights and low points of 2017. I like reminiscing about the past year before I venture into the new one. It’s fun to remember and relive the happy times and good to note that we did, in fact, survive our challenges. And there were a few–Jaime had a really tough, busy stretch at work for the first few months. I had a rough summer health-wise and had to have both IV antibiotics as well as oral antibiotics and steroids during what are usually my healthiest months of the year. A bunch of my hair fell out (gotta love side effects). I lost some lung function. I had back problems and spent months in therapy. We had to cancel a trip to Chicago in the early spring because of the Jaime’s work situation and we missed a planned vacation to Tennessee in July due to my illness. I woke up with pink eye on Christmas Day (apparently I was on Santa’s naughty list) and I am on antibiotics now for a virus gone rogue. Those were some of the low points.

Ah, but the highlights! There were many more of those. The tooth fairy made two appearances here and one at Grandma’s which was a fun first for us and Lucas. Lucas played on his first two soccer teams with coach Dad, and so far has not broken anything  in spite of all the soccer balls he kicks and scoops and does who-knows-what-else with around the house. Jaime’s mom courageously fought cancer with surgery, chemo, and radiation and was given a clean bill of health. We participated in the Great Strides walk for CF in May and were showered with support. We had several gatherings with Jaime’s family and visits from my family. We traveled to West Michigan for beach time and reunions. Lucas, Jaime, and Grandpa Ventura took a trip to Washington D.C. to see Manchester United play. We went to Wild Kratts live and Detroit City FC games. We hung out with our friends. Lucas did great in Young Fives and he transitioned smoothly into Kindergarten.

I realize at this point I might be overdoing it, but I hope you’ll allow me to share a few more highlights. 🙂

Lucas helped me brush up on my geography skills and he learned to ride a two-wheeled pedal bike. There were ten new deer signs installed within a few miles of our home which was mega exciting for our resident six-year-old. We did some nice landscaping in our backyard and my garden was extra beautiful. I had a healthy fall and even got through my first virus in November without needing antibiotics.  My back issues improved and I was able to start jogging again. I got to go on two field trips with Lucas and his classmates and Jaime went to two in-class parties. We both got to see him read a self-authored book to his class about what he was thankful for, and we both made it onto the book. Lucas got interested in Legos and I’m living vicariously through him as they were not marketed to girls back in my day. (I didn’t know what I was missing.)

We laughed a lot this year and experienced much joy. We cried a bit too, and faced some tough disappointments. But our consensus is that we have a really great life and we’re extremely thankful to God for all the blessings and the challenges and the various facets that make it ours. God has always been faithful to us and we know that will never change.

And so we look forward to whatever 2018 will bring.  Jaime and I will both turn 40 which is shocking (and somewhat disturbing). It’s quite a milestone from cystic fibrosis perspective though, so I think we’ll celebrate rather than mourn (any black balloons that show up on my doorstep will be immediately popped). I’m sure there will be more soccer and Legos and more visits from the tooth fairy. There will be good times with family and friends. There will be struggles. I always feel some nervousness as I look out toward the future, wondering what is coming my way. I can’t quite see how certain things in my life are going to work out. But it’s not my job to know. I don’t need to be afraid because God has promised never to leave me, always to help and strengthen me, and He’s promised to finish the work He has begun in me. And so with a nod toward last year’s challenges and a heart brimming with thankfulness for the blessings, we’re stepping forward into a new year.

May your new year be full of blessings, may you know God’s love, and may you take hold of His strength during the tough times.

Happy New Year from our family to yours!

Give thanks to the Lord for he is good, his love endures forever.

~I Chronicles 16:34

Odds & Ends & an Update

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Last month passed quickly, and without any posts from me! I thought that once Lucas was in school all day I’d be sitting on the couch twiddling my thumbs, but somehow that has not been the case. The days have flown by with almost no couch-sitting. I am settling into my new routine. I have a new work schedule which I’m getting used to. I definitely have more kid-free time than I have had for the past six years, but between physical therapy appointments for my back, other health maintenance activities and appointments, work, and running the household, I’ve not been bored. I’ve enjoyed finishing a few projects that have been half-done since Lucas was born, like his baby book! I’m sorry to say he will never know certain pieces of information (like when his last two molars came in) due to my negligence in recording the information at the time, but I’m pretty sure he’ll continue to live and thrive not knowing.  Thankfully!

One lesson I’m learning in these first weeks of having more time is that my productivity addiction is alive and well. I have been unable to be super productive since Lucas was born–in part because of the demands of caring for a young child, and in part because of the progression of my disease and the resulting loss of energy. I am one of those people who tends to put productivity on a pedestal, perhaps because deep down, my self-worth is too wrapped up in what I can or can’t do.  Clearly it’s something I need to continue to work on. There have been days recently when rather than relaxing, resting or enjoying some quiet, I’m wondering what else I can get crossed off my list. It feels good to get to the end of the day and be able to point to ten things that I accomplished. But just because I can get more things done daily, doesn’t mean I should wear myself out doing so. Being more restful affords me energy and an uncluttered mind to be fully present for the limited time I get to spend with Lucas once he gets home. Note to self: that is more important than any number of completed tasks. What can I say, I’m a work in progress!

I have been spending some time exercising and getting steps each day, but I did break my 10,000 or more steps a day Fitbit streak in early September. The streak lasted for 410 days, so it was a little sad to let it go, but it was the right choice. I broke it on Labor Day weekend. We were with my family for a reunion and I simply didn’t have the energy for both our planned activites and my 10,000 steps. When I mentioned to my dad that I would be breaking my streak, he reminded me that these goals that we set for ourselves only have value as long as they are serving us. The Fitbit streak did serve for me for a while! It helped me to become more active and build stamina. It kept me moving (and therefore healthier) during some emotinally challenging months. However, had I forced myself to get 10,000 steps that day, I would have been harming myself just to uphold the streak. That, my dad said, is serving the goal, and in doing that, it loses its value. Wise words, don’t you think? I don’t need to be a slave my goals. With that in mind, it was much easier to let it go.

Last week I headed back to the CF clinic for my three-month check up. After a rough summer, I was pretty nervous to see where my lung function had landed. It was 35%. That was definitely disappointing as I hoped to at least get back to 38% after all the treatments and therapies I went through this summer, but I wasn’t exactly surprised. In spite of that 35%, I have been feeling more stable this month and am hoping that there is still some healing taking place that will allow me to regain what has been lost. The good news is that my oxygen saturation was 99%, my heart rate and blood pressure were normal (in spite of doctor’s-office-induced anxiety!) and all other aspects of the exam were good too.  In other words, my body is doing a great job of coping with the low lung function. I’m exceedingly grateful for that!

Lucas and Jaime are doing well. I’ll write a separate post about Kindergarten soon, but for now I’ll tell you that Lucas is doing great handling the long day and he loves his classmates and his new school. We are so proud of him! He has enough energy left over to play soccer, this season for a team comprised of kindergarteners and young fives from his school and coached by the best coach in the world (Jaime). 🙂 I just love watching those two together on the field and it’s fun to see how much confidence and skill Lucas has gained since the spring. My boy is growing up!

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Fighting for the ball!

At practice the other day, Lucas came to the sideline where I was watching and told me he was going to go back out on the field and score a goal, just for me. And he did! He was so excited and I felt honored. He’s been growing and changing so much lately and is relying on me less and less. His sweet words and actions sure help as I’m adjusting to these changes.

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All in all we are doing well! Life has its challenges but we are experiencing many wonderful blessings too. And there are always fresh reasons to hope.

Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope: because of the Lord’s great love, we are not consumed. For his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. ~Lamentations 3:21-23

 

More Conversations with Lucas

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Today is Lucas’s first day of Kindergarten. It’s his first full day experience with school going from 8:56am-3:59pm (yes, that’s really the official time!). I have so many mommy emotions to deal with. Someone stole my tiny baby boy and replaced him with this big, semi-independent six-year-old. He’s more than ready for this phase of life, but me? Well, I’m working on it.

The good news is that I finally have a solid stretch of time to attend to a lengthy to-do list! So naturally I’m going to ignore that and sit on the couch thinking about Lucas and writing about him 🙂  Here are some funny conversations we’ve had with him the past few months.

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L: Mommy! While Daddy was hugging you I ran upstairs and hid your Mother’s Day surprise in my room!

B: Oh wow! Okay, I won’t go in there.

L: It’s okay, you can go in there because you can’t see it. It’s in my closet behind the sign that Uncle Tony made for me. On Sunday Daddy and I will see if you can find it.

J: Um…

L: Don’t worry Daddy! I didn’t tell her what it was.

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L: Mommy, why don’t you ever take a shower in this bathroom anymore?

B: The shower is broken and we haven’t gotten it fixed.

L: Why?

B: Mostly because it costs a lot of money to get things like that fixed and we don’t really need to use that shower.

L: Oh. But I know Mommy!! You can have my tooth fairy money to fix it! Would that be enough?

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L: Mommy! Come look at this! [holds up his potato chip]

B: Okay, what am I looking at?

L: My chip! Look!

B: Okay……..????

L: Can’t you see it’s shaped just like Vermont?

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L: Mommy, Grandma Waterloo said I have eagle eyes. What does that mean?

B: That means you have really good eyesight, because eagles can see tiny things from very far away.

L: Oh! Does Grandma know I have really good earsight and nosesight too?

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J: Lucas, do you know one way in which you and Mommy are alike and I’m different?

L: Mommy and I are smart and you’re forgetful?

J:…Um…I was going to say you and Mommy were born in Michigan and I was born in Ohio.

L: Oh.

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B: Lucas, come quick! There’s a wild turkey in the street!

L: Whoa!

B: Or maybe that’s a pheasant? No, it’s a wild turkey. I think. I’m not sure.

L: I love it so much! I’m going to say thanks to God. Dear Jesus, thanks for sending a wild turkey but it might be a pheasant to Middleton so we could see it. Amen.

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L: Mommy, look! There are dandelions in our backyard!

B: Yeah, I see those.

L: Wow, this is our lucky day!

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B: …and when Joseph was in the far away place, God was still with him. Isn’t that great?

L: Yes! And when Joy and Bing Bong were in the memory dump, God was still with them.

B: Um, well…

L: And when Joy and Sadness got sucked out of headquarters God was still there.

B: Uh…

L: And when Riley moved to a new house, God was still with them in California!

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J: It’s time to go but I have to get something out of my car.

L: I thought we were taking your car!

J: It’s kind of smelly right now. I think Mommy would prefer if we took hers instead.

L: Oh. Well don’t mind smelly as long as it’s not too smelly.

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L: Mommy, do you know what we forgot to do yesterday?

B: What?

L: Read Bible stories after lunch.

B: Oh, right. Let’s be sure to do that today. We can also read that book about hermit crabs I have in my office if you want.

L: Okay. But let’s read the Bible stories first because I like God better than hermit crabs.

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L: Mommy, did you know monarch butterflies are poisonous?

B: They are?

L: Yeah, they’re poisonous if animals eat them. But don’t worry, I’d rather stick with sandwiches anyway.

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That’s all the conversations I have for today, and it’s only 11:30 am! T minus four hours until I can leave to pick up that sweet and funny boy from school. I guess maybe I’ll have a glance at that to-do list afterall. Happy September everyone!