So Much To Be Thankful For

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

 I'm writing this post from a Hampton Inn in Maumelle, AR while Ladybug watches Sleeping Beauty on her iPad, and Bart is at a meeting at his firm's home office in North Little Rock.  Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and we're spending the day at Bart's grandmother's house in Little Rock.  This is the first Thanksgiving without Bart's Granddaddy, and his presence is already greatly missed.  Still yet, we have so much to be thankful for this year.

  • Our health.  All three Gilbreaths and the two Gilbreath dogs are all in good health.  That is something to never take for granted.
  • Bart's job.  Bart works at a stable company, and they have recognized Bart for his hard work and our family's sacrifices several times this year.
  • Bart's brother and sister-in-law are expecting Baby 2 on Ladybug's birthday.
  • Our friends Brandon and Erin, who are more like family, are expecting a baby in the spring.  They have also moved to NWA and are closer to us now.
  • I may complain that I have to buy her new clothes and shoes occasionally, but Ladybug is growing like a weed.  Her mind is growing even faster.
  • We belong to an awesome, Bible-believing church.
  • After the longest dry-spell EVER, I've started writing again.  You know, with original characters and plot lines.
  • Probably the biggest thing to be thankful for happened Sunday morning.  Bart has been struggling off and on this past year or so regarding the fact that he can't really remember anything about when he walked the aisle to accept Jesus as his savior when he was a child.  He wasn't sure if it was all his idea, or if he did it because a friend did, or whatever.  So often as children, we walk the aisle, say the prayer, and don't really understand what we're doing.  That can to doubts later on in life.  I went through that when I was fourteen (See "Let Me Tell You About...")He couldn't remember it at all really.  Sunday we went to church like it was any other Sunday.  There was an invitation then the offertory.  I went to the bathroom during the offertory, because is was my Sunday to help in L's Sunday School class after church.  When I got back, our pastor did something he never does, he opened up another invitation.  Bart grabbed my hand and said, "Let's go down."  I'm thrilled to say that he no longer has doubts about his salvation.  He has nailed it down, as did several other people that day.  This time when he walked the aisle and prayed the sinner's prayer, he knew that it was of his own volition.  I can't really explain the joy I have knowing that Bart has this settled once and for all.   
If this post seems disjointed and lacking, I apologize.  Being cooped up in a hotel room with an almost three-year-old is trying at best.

Weekly Randomosity

Thursday, November 13, 2014

  • I created a Tumblr blog for the Princess Party pictures and linked to it up at the top of this blog.  I'm still needing some ideas for future pictures.  Bart's only suggestions are things like "have them pick acorns."  Seriously.  He's not getting the whole pop culture reference part of it.
  • Bart got us tickets to see Garth Brooks in Little Rock on December 13.  This is absolutely his dream come true.  It is his equivalent of me going to Prince Edward Island.  He is the ultimate Garth Brooks fanboy.  Seriously, I woke up Monday night/ Tuesday morning to him listening to the new album on his phone, Tweeting with my friend from the station, Charles, about it.    I've always known that they were basically country music fan soulmates.
  • L was just fine all day yesterday then started running a 102.5° fever.  She has had one off an on all day today, but doesn't seem too sick otherwise.  I'm hoping it passes soon, but will take her to the doctor if it doesn't.  Right now, I don't see the point in exposing her to more germs in taking her.  Last time I did when she was like this, it was nothing.
  • It could snow here this weekend.  I'm not particularly looking forward to it.
  • While drying my hair this morning, my hair dryer stopped twice.  I think it's trying to go gentle into that good night.
  • Every time I see a trailer for Dumb and Dumber To, I cringe.  I can't believe that at some point twenty years ago, I thought the original was funny.  Thankfully my taste in movies has evolved.  I like smart, witty humor now, not stupid, gross, raunchy humor.
  • When I was writing the date while filling out my prayer journal this morning, I realized that today would have been my parents' FIFTIETH wedding anniversary.  They only got to celebrate twenty-five, but they would have been together.  I mentioned it on Facebook, not because I wanted pity because my Dad has been gone for twenty-four years, but because I just find it amazing.  I would also like to point out that my parents were married sixteen years before I was born.  So don't start thinking that I'm anywhere near being fifty years old yet.  Not that there's anything wrong with that.
  • I'm seriously missing the warmer weather.
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Waiting For Anna

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Living in the DVR / Streaming Television Age, Ladybug hasn't had the chance to get interested in a serial TV series.  You know, "tune in tomorrow, same Bat-time, same Bat-channel for the shocking conclusion!"  When we were kids, cartoons always had cliffhangers, and the series had continuing stories.  That's not so much the way it is these days.  At least it's not with the shows Ladybug watches.  It never takes Doc McStuffins more than one episode to diagnose and cure a patient.  Mickey and pals always solve their problem using all four mouskatools in the span of one episode.  You're never left wondering what's going to happen on the next episode.  Heck, you're never really sure when there's going to be a new episode, and it's ok because they're all recorded on the DVR or available to stream on the Apple TV whenever.

Now I've watched Once Upon a Time on ABC since the second half of the first season.  At first I scoffed at the idea of a show where all the characters from stories we loved as children are cursed to live in our world.  Then one weekend, when I was about eighty months pregnant with Ladybug, they aired all the episodes, and I got hooked.  I've been watching ever since, and L has often watched with me, because we would record them and watch on Mondays.  I know that there are scary parts, but she hasn't really been bothered by them.  She only half pays attention except for the the princess-y parts.

Well, this season they've introduced the Frozen characters into the fold, and Ladybug is hooked as well.  We've started watching it live, and Ladybug really enjoys it.  She even has the both of us wear crowns.  She has tried to get Bart to wear one too, but he has only worn one for a few, brief moments.

So the storyline partially is that Elsa is looking for Anna, and Ladybug really worries that Elsa can't find Anna.  I must give credit to the powers that be at OUAT for casting Georgina Haig and Elizabeth Lail and Elsa and Anna.  Their acting is spot-on, and the look very much the part.  Ladybug is positive that they are the real Elsa and Anna.  Every episode she asks, "Mama, when is  Elsa going to find Anna?"  My response is always, "Probably around Episode Eleven, because that's when this half of the season ends as well as the storyline."  Seriously, waiting on Elsa to find Anna has to be the toddler equivalent of Waiting For Godot.

Anyway, it's been a treat sharing this with her.  It's been fun watching her anticipate the next episode and actually have to wait for the conclusion of the storyline.  It's been helping battle her desire for instant gratification.  I have no doubt that Ladybug will be happy when Elsa inevitably finds Anna.  Heaven knows her dolls will be.  They're constantly having to experience whatever perils their television counterparts are going through.  Also, since it's two against one, we don't have our Sunday nights filled with Sunday Night Football!

I'll Admit When I'm Wrong

Sunday, November 2, 2014

So...  a year and a half ago I wrote this post about how I would never let Ladybug become all obsessed with princesses.  If any of you know me, you know that I have had to eat those words in a major way this past year.  The thing is, I'm okay with that.  I can admit that I was wrong - at least in some part.

Blame Frozen
It all started back in February, when I had had just about all that I could take of what was a long, snowy, frigid winter.  I needed something different to do with Ladybug on those long, cold days we were basically trapped inside the house.  So I purchased Frozen on iTunes.  I didn't expect to hate it, but I didn't realize that not only Ladybug would like it, but so would I (and Bart).  That little movie about two sisters, which was written better than many of the movies I watched growing up, was our gateway drug into the world of Disney Princesses.

After that, we bought Tangled and Brave.  I adore Tangled.  I'm serious.  The lantern scene is just...  well, it's the most romantic thing I've seen in a movie in a very long time.  It left me all verklempt.  Seriously.  I.LOVED.IT and so did Ladybug.  Bart liked it so much that he bought a Pascal to keep in his truck.  No, I'm not kidding.  The thing is, these princesses aren't like the old, boring ones who just waited on their prince to come.  They have personality.  They do things.  They're the heroes.

After that, we got The Little Mermaid.  I like The Little Mermaid, but I don't just love it.  It's just a little too much of that whole "You can't marry a man you just met" thing that Elsa tried to explain to Anna in Frozen.  It didn't matter that it wasn't my favorite though, because Ladybug loved it.  She also loves Sleeping Beauty and Cinderella.  She likes Beauty and the Beast, but it's a little scary for her at times.

I Still Don't Care For the Original Three
I have always had a soft spot for the book-loving Belle, but I only tolerate Cinderella and downright dislike Sleeping Beauty.  They and Snow White are the reasons I have spent most of my life disliking the princesses.  They have NO PERSONALITY!  Cinderella maybe has some, but Sleeping Beauty just annoys me.  When L watches it, I want to bang my head up against a wall.  I don't allow my dislike of it to keep Ladybug from enjoying it though, which she does wholeheartedly.  She is all about the princesses and playing make-believe to be one.

Change Of Heart
What caused my change of heart?  I guess it's because I love my daughter, and she loves all of this.   Do I plan on allowing her to behave like a spoiled princess ever?  No.  I do have to remember that when I was a kid I was obsessed with Strawberry Shortcake, Rainbow Brite, She-Ra, Jem and the Holograms, and Cabbage Patch Kids.  It's okay for her to like girly things.  She also likes Lego Friends, the Disney Fairies, and My Little Ponies though not quite as much as the princesses.  I prefer that to Bratz or those creepy Monster High dolls.

She doesn't want to be a princess when she grows up, she wants to go to OU and study weather.  She wants to do the weather like Gina on TV.  She told me so herself recently.  So, right now I'm letting her enjoy the things that allow her imagination to expand.  I'm not raising Adrienne 2.0 after all.  I'm raising Ladybug, and she's pretty awesome just who she is and wants to be.  I even have some princesses being cryogenically kept in my garage for Christmas and birthday.

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