Today I had a choice to make. I only had enough time to either 1. Work out or 2. Bake oatmeal scotchies. Duh. It took me about no seconds to figure that one out. The first batch is baking away as I type, and if I have any amount of self-control, I will only eat five today. If you had seen what I went through to get my jeans on a little bit ago, you would have told me, in love, to take a pass on the cookies.
Today is one of those days I cherish as a mom. Because I work part time, I have days when I get to go to the kid's school. First I went to the cafeteria to have lunch with Will. I didn't actually eat, and it's not because I filled up on oatmeal scotchies. Seriously, have you ever watched 100 eight year olds eat lunch? The smell alone is enough to turn my stomach. And watching the food sort of make it into the children's mouths…oh my. It's sticky, smelly, loud, and somewhat gross. But it's not the food that drew me there. Sitting across from Will in his element brought me such joy. Will did ask me before he left for school, "Mom, please when you come to school, don't tickle me like you did last time." You will be happy to know I honored his request. However, at recess after lunch, he did have to ask me at one point to stop dancing. His loss though, cause I have some serious "Elaine" moves down. It's kinda my "thang".
After I spent some time in the company of 3rd graders, I headed over to the mature 5th grade classroom and worked there for a couple hours. Faith also gave me a few parameters for coming into her classroom this morning. One of them was to "Mom, please don't talk to me". The other was "don't hug me in this position"--now try to picture Faith as she stands like Mary Catherine Gallagher doing the "Superstar" pose—one in which I have claimed as my own. (yes, another "thang") I have to ask other parents out there, are your kids mortified by your presence at school too? And I don't mean your teenage kids, that's a given, but your younger ones. Only respond if you are an embarrassment. If you aren't, then I probably don't want to hear about it.
I love working in Faith's classroom. For one thing I love to watch her work, glancing up at me from time to time to smile, and then she's heads down again. I love to hear what she's learning about, so I can ask her about it later, and take pride in the brilliant mind God has given her. I also love Faith's teacher. She's one of my best friends, and getting to see her do what she loves is so fun. I love walking down the halls of this little school, with so many memories, and say a prayer of thanks for the people that have invested so much into our kids' lives. Today when I left I was about to sneak out quietly, and I mentioned to the T.A. I wasn't allowed to say goodbye to Faith but to tell her I said "bye". Amanda got a devilish look in her eye, and said, "hang on". Then she announced to the class, "Boys and girls, Mrs. Repenning is leaving now. Can you give her a round of applause for all her hard work today?" And then on cue, I walked through the aisles of desks waving and bowing, and ending with my signature "Superstar" move. Amanda then asked the class to give me a standing ovation. Every kid stood up to clap, except Faith, whose hands were buried in her face, completely mortified. I laughed all the way to the car. And when I picked her up 30 minutes later, she tried to be mad at me, but deep down (very deep) she knew it was funny. And I think she might even be happy to have a mom that doesn't mind being silly.
2014 started off with a bang didn't it? Now that we've gotten rid of a variety of viruses, we can focus on some bigger things. We have a lot of hopes and dreams for 2014. Billy would be thrilled to find a job that he loves. Jack dreams of not having homework. Faith dreams of new ways to style her hair. Will dreams of how to wire a security camera so he can watch what happens in our basement at night. I dream of having a little extra money so I can get my roots done professionally. Many of you are dreaming that the Broncos bring home a Super Bowl victory! I love that we can dream big and small, and that as silly as they might be, the details and dreams of our life matter to God.
And right now, one of our biggest dreams is adding another little Repenning to our family. Originally we planned on only fostering, but because God loves to blow our minds, we may actually get to adopt. We won't know much for some time but we know enough to pray for a miracle. Adoption is complex and there are often many obstacles. We are facing these obstacles while asking God to lead and guide us in this process. He knows what our family needs, and He knows what the Little One needs. So we wait with hope.
Tonight as this giant snow storm moves in, I plan on living large with some popcorn, cookies, and quilts, sitting on the couch and watching some tv with my family. These are the kind of nights where abundant life is at its best. We cuddle, we laugh, we may even get a little irritated that we've outgrown our couch, but by the end of the night we go to bed knowing we are blessed. We don't know what tomorrow will bring, but we know Who brings tomorrow. No matter how much snow falls, He's got each one of us wrapped up in His big ole' hands. Stay safe. Stay warm. And don’t forget for a second that you are loved.