It’s been a crazy week here at the Urban household. Elle got taken down with strep last week and the whole house managed to get mama sick, which like…never happens y’all.
Parenting Laziness
By the way, if you haven’t done Scare on the Square with a child with strep throat, I strongly recommend you try it. (I’m not sure what we were thinking…)
Texas State Fair Day!
From the fried foods competitions, livestock shows, rides, games, and more. It’s an exhausting experience that you literally take a day off of work for. Big football games happen here – the UT vs. OU game happens here, too.
Mississippi Pot Roast
Y’all. I love food. Food loves me. We have a relationship where I have made a secret vow to never ever ever become a vegan because anything green in major quantities might actually kill me. There. I said it. Death to vegetables. Bring me meat.
What a weekend!
Overall, it was a good game. We lost, again, but it’s all about spirit, right? Silas is really learning how to play center well. I’m pretty excited about him playing center and I need to work on practicing his ball snaps.
Friday Night Lights
Because Texas isn’t amazing enough with our country personalities, sweet tea, hummingbirds, and rocking chairs on our porches, we add Friday Night Lights. And tonight wasn’t just any football game. It. Was. Homecoming!
Homecoming!
Texas is definitely known for Friday Night Lights, but we are also known for our Homecoming traditions. Go do yourself a Google search on ‘Texas Homecoming Mums.’ Y’all. We are a mess.
ADHD – 6 steps to working with it
I still think ADHD is often misdiagnosed in most cases. I think there are a lot of pediatricians out there that cater to moms and dads who want to medicate their child because they fail at disciplining their child. I also think there are families like ours where medication is such a turn-off but in so many cases…necessary, too.
Can you hear Me?
But y’all, God is faithful. He is persistent. He is good. And He keeps His promises to pursue me because He loves me.
Jesus loves all the little children…
Yawl. If there was ever a ‘sucking-my-breath-out’ moment, that was it. More so because I know that I can barely even sing these songs without going into some ugly crying. It’s almost embarrassing. I don’t even know what causes me to go into crying fits like that.
