Virtuous and Lovely

So I keep changing the title of my blog because I was never really satisfied with it.  But I think I might just have it now.  Oh, the quote will change ever so often, but I think I am sticking with the title. I am always changing my mind, but I think that is totally normal considering my life and day to day activities.  I have 4 girls all under the age of 7.  Things change on a daily basis, and I like that.  It really keeps me on my toes. 

Speaking of having 5 girls, (5 including my step daughter) why is it people are amazed that I have all girls?  It seems weird to me.  Growing up, I knew a few families who had 5 boys or 4 girls and I never thought twice about it.  That was just the what God chose for them.  Am I so different then other people that things like 5 girls or being tall doesn't phase me?  I must be because it happens ALL the time.  No joke.  We (the 4 younger girls and I) were in Lowes the other day and 2 ladies casually walked up to me, and said, "I hope that little one (Sutton was hidden under her carrier canopy) is a boy".  Why?  Why do you hope that?  Is there something in it for you if she was a boy?  Let me make it clear to all.  I LOVE having all girls.  My home is full of Hello Kitty, Princesses, ballet clothes, Barbie Dolls, and cute Roxy bikines.  I LOVE it.  I could not imagine it any other way.  Sure I have teenage girls to look forward to in the future, (gulp) but I don't really care right now.  God has chosen me to raise his daughters.  What a choice calling.  I am a very confident woman.  I am six foot four and I am proud of who I am and proud of my height.  What better person to raise tall confident daughters of God then I?  The world needs choice, virtuous girls.  Girls raised up in the Gospel of Jesus Christ.  Girls who are modest and virtuous and lovely.  These kinds of girls are on the verge of extinction these days.  I want to be a mother of girls, because I am prepared to do what God has asked me to do as a mother.  I know that God has a plan for his righteous daughters to receive that highest blessings of eternity.  And I am prepared and accept the responsibility to guide his daughters in that direction.  Do I want more girls?  YES!  I love my little princesses.

There is such a thing as too many activities in one day.

Last night I had made a plan to keep my girls busy today.  No lying in front of the TV, or playing on the computer.  No, we were gonna keep busy.  So, this morning I got them ready before 9:30 AM.  That is a record for us!  At 10 AM we packed up the stroller and headed off to park day with our friends from church.  Park day is always fun.  It is a chance to meet the people I attend church with in a setting that is a little more relaxed.  You know how Sundays are, rush, rush, rush.  The girls played and I got to sit and chat.  We stayed at the park until about 1:10 PM and the packed up and went to pick up Madison from school.  Wednesday is early release day so she was out early.  At home the girls were once again restless, so I pulled out a roll of old Christmas wrapping paper and taped it, whites side up to the wall of our garage.  Then I gave the girls the box of markers and let them go to town.  They got creative and were so excited that I let them actually use the permanent markers.  Those are usually off limits.  When the excitement of coloring and drawing died down, we moved into the kitchen where I made home made peanut butter dough.  This is special dough that the girls can play with and eat if they so choose.  But in true Villa girls fashion, there was more dough being thrown onto the floor then there was being played with.  So that ended just as quick as it started.  By the time I was don cleaning up the mess, Eddie was home.  Now my girls are literally wrestling with each other and yelling loud enough for the entire apartment community to hear.  All in all, this was a fun day.  Busy, but fun!

Memorial Day In Pictures

Mom, can I help?

It can sometimes be a dreaded question when I am busy in the kitchen trying to get things done as fast as I can.  No time for mistakes or sluggish progression.  When I find myself on a roll and in baking mode is when I hear those words, "mom, can I help".  I struggle with that question.  Of course I want my adorable little girls at my side having a funtastic time with me, but then again, I want it done my way in in my time frame.
Too many times have I just pushed them out of the kitchen and told them to go play in their room or go outside.  Pushing them away from me and away from some fantastic memories and most importantly, away from an opportunity to talk and learn more about my rapidly growing girls.  The last thing that I want is to miss a moment with them.  A moment that could have turned into something wonderful.  I am not going to pass up on those moments any more.  I want to treasure each and every moment.  They are the only reason I have chosen to be a Domestic Engineer.
So today, Memorial day, we spent the morning in the kitchen baking yummy chocolate chip cookies.  My little ladies wanted to get their hand ooey and gooey and bake up a storm.  So that is what we did.  I let them measure and mix, pour and crack, sprinkle and pack their way into cookie heaven.  It was not the cleanest bake off, but it was the most fun!  The cookies were delicious and the girls have a deeper love for baking with mommy!