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The day I locked us out in the rain…

I read a post recently by Jen Hatmaker. If you’ve been reading my blog, you know I love her. Anyways, she posted recently on facebook about an essay she was writing for her new book on balance. It’s called “FOR THE LOVE: Fighting for Grace in a Cynical World”. Brilliant. Here’s a nugget of her advice: “There are only 24 hours in a day. We need to quit trying to be awesome and instead be wise.”

Ps- this book is going to be amazing πŸ™‚

I’ve adopted this as my anthem this week, and I’m hoping to write more about being “wise” with my time instead of being “awesome”.

Well. Today was a flop. I was NOT awesome.

Before The Hubs came home from lunch, I started working on a fall wreath for our front door. I decided to use only the things I had in the fall/craft boxes to be ‘wise’ with my money. When it was finished, I didn’t love it, but I didn’t hate it either. Win!!!

So, here’s where my epic fail came in. I needed help hanging it on the front door, so I asked The Hubs to help me right before he left to go back to work. And then (ONLY by divine inspiration from the Holy Spirit) I said, “Hey! Bring Baby Lu with us! He’d love to be on the porch outside! It’ll only take a second.”

So we all went out on the porch, and I shut the door behind me.

And I locked us out. Like, for real locked us out.

Huge Brittney Moment y’all.

This may not be that big of a deal to some of you, but let me paint you a picture.

It has been POURING DOWN RAIN all day long. Thank you Jesus that we were in between storms at the moment, but everything was sopping wet. Phil was in socks, I was barefoot. Oh, and I was still in my PJS. A T-shirt, no bra, and my husband’s pajama pants no shower. (Just keepin it real yo.) Lu was wearing his Batman pjs, but I had taken off his pant when I changed him just before going out and hadn’t put them back on yet. So here we are. Dad in work socks, me and my hot-mess self, and Lu with no pants.

We were calm at first, until we realize I had locked EVERY WINDOW in the house. (Hello! Of course I did!) We had no hide-a-key, and the back door was locked. So there’s about two minutes where we just stood there and looked at each other, not sure whether to panic or laugh…

So there we are… All three of us… Just treckin around the house in the wet grass. You’re welcome for the laugh neighbors. After about ten minutes we realized our bedroom windows are unlocked!!!! Hooray!!! And yet our hopes were dashed when we realized the window guards that are suppose to keep intruders out were on and working VERY well. We could only open the windows about three inches. Not awesome.

Two of our friends have keys to our house. Wise move Lucias!! Unfortunately for us, one is in Jamaica on vacay, one is in OKC with her sister who just had a baby. I was ready to give up, but Phil wasn’t about to pay how ever much money for a locksmith. Suddenly, he transformed into the Bear Grylls of breaking and entering.

He goes to the master window on the back of the house, breaks a good size stick off the tree, and in about ten minutes, somehow manages to push in the tabs/guards on our window! It was beautiful πŸ™‚ I still have no idea how he did it…Β photo 3(7)
The real treat for our neighbors would have to have been watching me hoist Phil up into that window. In his work clothes…. HAHAH!!! Meanwhile, I had to put Lu down, and it’s starting to rain… so, my baby got to experience mud and playing in the rain for the first time. The kid loved it, and gave his Daddy a thumbs up!

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Like Father like Son

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We finally all made it inside, The Hubs was only 45 minutes late in getting back to work, and Luke and I were ready for a nap!! Thank you my dear sweet Hubs for rescuing Lu and I, for not getting upset with me, and for laughing at our crazy, wonderful, unpredictable mess πŸ™‚

And thank you Baby Lu, for being a total rockstar.

Never a dull moment in The Lucia House πŸ™‚

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Update: For those asking for a pic of the wreath… This is the best one I can get right now! Haha! I’m enjoying an afternoon coffee in my cozy kitchen… The rain is back, but I promise I’ll try and get a picture of it ASAP!!

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Ps- Never buy two hanging baskets, mums, or any other kind of “bushy” looking pant. Buy one of the next size up, split it, and in just a few weeks you’ll have two HUGE plants for the price of one! Can’t wait for my mums and rosemary to really take off πŸ˜‰

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ALL THE WREATHS

Ok, so I just need to stop making these big announcements on a MONDAY that I’m going to blog every day that week. I mean, seriously. Talk about being blindly optomistic. Yesterday it didn’t happen, and today it almost didn’t either, thanks to a babe and his side-kick pup who both decided to vom and PLAY IN IT before I had even poured my cup of coffee… Ahh… Motherhood.

But, I powered through. I’ve even been able to *attempt* a yoga work out video (no thanks to the overly concerned pup,) and do three loads of laundry (no thanks to the babe who has REFUSED TO TAKE EVERY NAP TODAY). I mean for realz, WHAT is in the water?!?!?!

In case anyone is having a rough “Mom Day” like me, here are some pretty things to help wrap up your Wednesday!

As many of you know from FB, my parents came for the weekend and we had several major DIY projects to conquer. So before they came, I did a few little decor wreaths to use.Β  Allow me to introduce you all to my latest masterpieces!

This first one was inspired by a wreath in the book, The Nesting Place that was posted on Jen Hatmaker’s blog. I used an old Bible, and it turned out AWESOME. This would be Genesis through Ezekiel. It’s. That. Huge. photo 5(1)On Jen’s blog she talked about how long it took. I was on episode three of Star Trek and was like, “WHAT are these people complaining about? This is going so quick!! And I haven’t burned myself once!!” I burned myself literally the second I thought that. And 7 episodes later…Β  I was thinking the same thing. It took sssssoooooooooooo long, but was it soooo worth it!! photo(9)And now it hangs in our bedroom. The bare bare walls are finally getting some attention. It makes my heart happy πŸ™‚ photo 4(2)

And I couldn’t just leave a half used Bible… I had to do SOMETHING with Ezekiel through Revelations! So, last minute I made a smaller one for the living room! You’ll see that on the big living room reveal post!

This next wreath also went in the living room. Just a simple grapevine wreath, ribbon, a fall pick, and a wooden letter (which I bought to go on a wreath right after we married and has been on every wreath since then πŸ™‚ ). I LOVE the yellow burlap. Yay fall!!! photo 1(5)photo 2(4)photo 3(1)One thing that I did differently with this wreath was that I attached everything with floral wire instead of hot glue. (Still recovering after the last project.) That way when the seasons and holidays change, I can switch out the pick and ribbon color. Yeessss…. less work later!!!

Hoorrayyyy!!! You have now finished Wednesday! Wrap up everything, get you a celebratory October 1st pumpkin item, and bask in the thought that the week is half over!!! I can’t tell you how much I’m looking forward to a week at home with my man in my AWESOME living room!!! Hopefully I’ll get that post up in the next week or so.

See what I did there? πŸ˜‰

Oh If I Had Only Known

It’s Monday. Y’all, I can’t believe we made it. I don’t know where the time went, I don’t know what happened, but somehow we survived.

It was a week of explosive poo, no husband, baby and mama had a cold, trying to get ANYTHING done and failing, friends being awesome, LOTS of love from a special friend, and just a few tears. Then came Friday. The blessed grandparents arrived.

180 degree transition to DIY projects, trips to Home Depot and Lowe’s, fighting the Tulsa State Fair (yes, I address it) traffic right outside my house, hosting a garage sale, painting a living room, power tools, the hubs coming home, sawdust, dirt, stain, smelly dog, explosive poo from the babe, pizza, football, “I love you”s, and a few more tears.

To say I’m exhausted is an understatement. I should be ashamed of how much Daniel Tiger and Curious George we’ve watched today, but I’m not. We’re going to watch even more when Lu wakes up from his nap. I have actually dozed off twice while writing this. True story.

If you read my post from 6 days ago, it’s filled with so much optimism and excitement for the week. Oh if I could only warn that sweet naive girl and give her a reality check… Somehow prepare her for things to come…

Each day on the blog this week, I’m going to be highlighting a moment, person or project from the previous week. One of the things on my to-do list was blog every day last week, so I’m making up for it now. πŸ™‚

I hope you come back each day to enjoy the stories of love and grace, DIY photos and instructions, and moments of hilarity. Happy Monday everyone!!! Here’s to a great week!

Two hours down….

What have I done. What. What. What was I thinking. I thought that with The Hubs gone, I could get so much more done around the house. I was wrong.

His flight left 2 hours ago. Luke has had 2 blow outs (not sure if he’s sick or if it’s a new food we tried last night). Have I mentioned he’s NEVER had a blow out before? Oh, and Ted found the bag of dog treats. Super rich dog treats. Dog treats that he gets one of a day or else he gets sick. Very Sick. And he ate the whole bag. You heard me. THE. ENTIRE. BAG. So now, at any moments, I have two boys that are about to loose it. I have two time bombs that I can’t disarm… I feel like I’m on Sherlock/24/James Bond/CSI/AllCrimeShows. And I have no back up.

I miss my husband. He’s a stud. Oh Saturday… come quickly…

(FYI, this is not a call for help. I can handle this. I’m just being reminded about how amazing my husband is and how much I love him and he is awesome and he is a great Dad.)

FALL IS HERE!!!!

Happy Fall Y’all!!!! I’m so excited for leaves and hot chocolate and open windows and Thanksgiving and cider and Halloween costumes and ThanksChrist Dinner and Autumnal Trees and EVERYTHING FALL!!!!!!

This week is the perfect week to kick off my FAVORITE SEASON (if you couldn’t tell)! The Hubs is on a business trip for the week, Parentals are coming on Thursday, and Sister2 is coming Friday with her BF! I have a list of so many thing that I want to do this week… So realistically I’m going to aim to accomplish about 75% of my list. Haha!

I can usually get so much more done when The Hubs isn’t distracting me with his cuteness, but that was a year ago. Now I have someone who is smaller and more precious and could say “mama” or “dada” at any second and I don’t want to miss it!!! So yea… may need to adjust my expectations to about 30%.

Also, one thing on my list is starting The Blacklist… bring that down to 25%…

I want to update the blog with the things that have happened with the Lucias! So, there WILL BE UPDATES every day this week! Woo hoo!!!

And hopefully, by the end of the week, I won’t feel like this…

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photo(7)But hopefully we feel like THIS!!!

photo(8)Woo hoo!!! Happy Tuesday everyone!!!

“Let the Baby Free Weekend BEGIN!!!”

Now don’t be to shocked by the title, let me explain.

Lolli and Papa have the baby.

People… Lolli and Papa have the baby…

OH ALL THE GLORIOUS ANGELS IN HEAVEN! OH ALL THE FEELS!! OH MY STARS WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF!?!?!

I’ll tell you what to do with myself… cry that my baby is gone for the weekend. It’s true folks. While I am so excited for this weekend with The Hubs, I’m so sad the babe isn’t here.

Earlier this week The Hubs said to Lu in the car, “Hey Buddy! Guess what! You’re going to Lolli and Papa’s this weekend! YAY!!! And you’ll never guess what you mom and I are going to do…. SIT AROUND AND DO NOTHING AND TALK ABOUT HOW CUTE YOU ARE AND HOW MUCH WE MISS YOU!!!”

So yes, I was kind of prepared for this.

But in all seriousness, this weekend is soooo needed. This is the first time in 10 months that The Hubs and I have had a weekend by ourselves that didn’t include starting a new job, looking at houses, closing on a house (all while we were living in two different states) or moving. We’re so thankful for a little R&R where we can just be us again… even if it is only for 48ish hours πŸ™‚

Baby Lu and I drove for 2+ hours in the pouring rain to meet Lolli and Papa, and thank goodness he slept for almost all of the drive! (Thank you sweet, wonderful, relaxing rain sounds. And thank you noise machine for having a “summer rain” noise πŸ˜‰ ) After lunch and loading his stuff in the grandparent’s car, we were ready to hit the road!

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I called The Hubs almost started crying. Not because I missed him yet, but because I didn’t know what to do with myself… Do I jam out to Katy Perry louder than I have since he was born, or just sit. Sit and enjoy the beautiful silence… I opted for JT. You should have heard me belting out “Cry Me A River”. Glorious πŸ™‚

So now here I am… sitting in my dinning room, pup at my feet, back porch door open letting in this cool breeze… ready for The Hubs to come home…it’s going to be a wonderful weekend πŸ™‚

Baby Lu’s First Haircut

The biggest event of the weekend was Lu’s first haircut. He’s only 9 months old, but we couldn’t pass up this opportunity. Lu got his hair cut by the same man who gave The Hubs his first haircut 27 years ago!!!! That’s right, freaking adorable.

photo 1(8)Everyone, meet Mr. Loony!

For a flashback in time, we’ll be referencing this gem that Nana let me take home to borrow. It’s so entirely precious, I couldn’t wait to share it!

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photo 1(9)photo 2(9)The Hub’s first haircut, 1987!!

photo 1(7)Now back to 2014, we’re all getting acquainted.

Lu did SUCH a great job!! He did loose it for a little bit, but to his credit he has been traveling for two days, was in a new place, super tired, and surrounded by new people!! photo 2(6)photo 4(6)photo 3(5)photo 2(8)

So here’s the crew that made our little man look so handsome!photo 5(5)photo 5(7)Looks like The Hubs had a great crew as well!

Now, The Hubs did have an audience:Β  photo 3(7)Grandaddy, Dad, Mom and Nana (who took pictures).

But it seems as though grandchildren get an even larger audience!! 10628709_891730682665_4654111709391392255_oAunt Mandy, Grandad, Grandma, Nana, Mommy, Dada, and Brenda!

photo 2(7)And his truck obsession has started…. Look how handsome he looks!!! photo 4(8)His Daddy looked handsome too!! photo 3(6)Hooray!!! We had such a great time, and Mr. Looney did such a wonderful job!!!

We’re Coming Nana!

Over the holiday weekend we took a road trip to Alabama to see our lovely grandmother, Nana. We were so excited for her to meet Baby Lu! It was a wonderful trip and I’m so glad we were able to go. Can’t wait for our next visit! photo 1(2)Road trip snacks! photo 2(2)We hit 100,000 miles on our way there! Way to go Julie πŸ™‚ photo 2(1)Love those Oklahoma skies…photo 3(1)Got to Memphis around 2 am to stay the night! Baby Lu was rather confused about where he was. photo 2(4)Over the course of the trip, Lu became quite accustomed to having breakfast in bed. He had a rather harsh wake up call when we got back home! photo 4(2)The next day we only had about three hours of driving. He screamed the whole time. We should have taken this as a warning for the drive home. photo 5(1)They’re so sweet when they finally fall asleep.

I swear, I could make an entire post about how much I love his toes. PRECIOUS!

photo 1(5)WE MADE IT!!!! We were so excited to see Nana and her “wheels” which Lu immediately became enthralled by. Get ready for an awesome weekend!!!

Best $12 spent this summer!

I wanted to get Lu a kiddie pool for the backyard all summer, but I never got around to it. It was probably a mix of laziness and not wanting to bake my son and myself in the sun. Then this week I while walking through Target (my safe haven, my escape from the heat and my dirty house), I saw that all their summer stuff was being clearance out! I meandered over to the sporting goods area and found ALL THE POOLS were on clearance!!! So, I picked up this beauty for $12 and away we went!!!

I originally was going to put the pool on the deck, and was trying to figure out the best time since there’s not shade. But as I looked outside I was like, DUH. HALF OUR YARD IS IN THE SHADE!!! I put Lu’s suit on him, smothered him in sunscreen, and out we went!!!

(After I recovered from blowing up the thing all by myself… I may have taken a nap! Haha!)

I think it’s safe to say, Lu had a wonderful time πŸ˜€

photo 1(31)First of all, this kid needs to stop growing. As you can see, his swim shirt no longer fits around that belly….

photo 2(29)$12 for a pool that comes with a slide and a giraffe that sprays water?? Win!!!

photo 5(17)photo 4(21)He kept getting getting grass on his fingers and trying to flick it off!

photo 2(30)photo 2(31)photo 4(22)photo 5(18)Gracious, I JUST CAN’T EVEN!!! (And apparently neither can Lu!!!)

photo 3(32)“Oh my gosh, Mr. Giraffe, can you believe she’s STILL taking pictures??”

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All in all, it was a SUPER fun morning! We’ll definitely be out in the pool almost every day!!!

photo 3(30)And then there’s Ted… who also enjoyed his afternoon!

Why my heart hurts tonight (And an update on the poision ivy)

I’ve been in a funk all day. All week really. I don’t know if it’s because of the the craziness in Ferguson, the murder of reporter James Foley or just the complete terror and disgust of an organization like ISIS. I know that these things have been happening in the world and I’m just becoming more aware. These injustices weigh heavily on my heart, as it should with any human being. I listened to last weeks sermon by Matt Chandler at The Village and was very encouraged by what he had to say on these issues. Go listen.

“The only thing that has changed in the last 6 week is our awareness… The world has been crazy, it has been broken… we are unaware of the type of loss, sorrow, injustice and brokenness that is rampant in a world that has fallen away from it’s creator.

My hope is anchored in one place and it is anchored in this truth- that The Gospel of Jesus Christ can penetrate in any and every darkness and it is the ONLY hope any of us have around any of this….”

-Matt Chandler

In our day to day life, we still haven’t found a church, still looking for a MOMS group, parent friends,Β  working with a teething toddler and a dog who randomly throws up on the diaper bag. (For the love. He’s done this the last two days. Not sure what his deal is or why he hates the diaper bag.)

But the biggest thing in my super small, selfish world that is putting me in a mood, is this: photo 3(26)This is poison ivy/a skin infection. This is after two steroid shots, an oral steroid and an antibiotic. It is hot to the touch and itches like… well like poison ivy and a skin infection. I’ve had to wear pants and long sleeves for the last two weeks and I’ve gone through four tubes of cortisone cream and Gold Bond. It’s gotten better, but this is the cause of my daily mood. Again, NOTHING compared to what is happening to others across the country and across the world… my world is small and I am selfish.

But I saw something on the news today that enraged me on a deeper level.

As many of our close friends and family know, the Hubs and I are passionate about adoption and foster care. We’re working our way out out of debt so that we can afford to adopt. Hopefully through the foster care system. In Dallas, I LOVED the “Wednesday’s Child” segment on WFAA where they highlight a child waiting to be adopted. I cried every time for every child. I was so thankful that adoption and foster care was highlighted, but at the same time my heart just broke for these sweet babies who just wanted a Momma and a Dad. I was so thankful that God revealed this desire in my heart and that he allowed this to be a desire my husband shares with me.

Tonight for the first time, I saw Tulsa’s “Waiting Child“. It was adorable. Two sweet brothers, 12 and 9, who love reading and got to go to the Tulsa Zoo and help feed the animals. I have totally fallen in love with these boys. But one comment made by the older brother that has gnawed at me all evening…

“Branquez, who starts sixth grade, is very responsible for his age. He says, ‘I like to spend time reading my Bible.Β  Helping out with chores and things that need to be done. Mowing, sweeping, vacuuming.’ ”

It made me so sad to think about the life this little boy must have had. It’s so clear that he feels responsible for the care of his brother and doing all he can to ensure they are adopted together. I’m calling bullshit on his answer. What twelve year old enjoys mowing, sweeping and vacuuming?? Not one. It is so obvious to me that someone has told him/coached him/modeled for this boy that your value and worth is dependent on what you can do. He is trying to make himself the most attractive to a family to make sure he and his brother are adopted together. I may be projecting, but I don’t think I’m that far off.

This idea had to be taught. The idea that the more he does, the greater his works are, that THAT will make him worthy of a family. It makes me so, so sad for this sweet boy. I can’t imagine the stress and the pressure that he must hold over himself.

Beyond just a family, what does this do to his relationship with Jesus? Does he think that if he’s ‘good enough’, if he sweeps enough, if his room is clean enough, if his grades are good enough, that God will give him a family?

If financially we could swing it (as well as being certified/approved/ready for them), I would go pick up that boy and his brother, bring them home, tell him I love him for HIM, and do nothing but fun things that a 12 year old would love for the next month. (And then of course, we would eventually have chores to do, but we’d be taking a break from those.) We’d go fishing, exploring, go to the library, go to Lego Land, ride bikes, make forts, light things on fire, play with animals, go to a baseball game… FUN THINGS. I would tell him over and over again how much I love him and how much Jesus loves him. And I would show it.

With my children, no matter if they are biological or adopted, I want NOTHING more than to instill in them that I love them for the soul and the human being that they are. Not because of their works or actions or how clean they keep their rooms.

Ok, off my soap box. Going to go get a glass of wine, watch So You Think You Can Dance, and then pray for the babies we hope to adopt someday. Seriously. I need to pray for my babies more. They’re getting a fierce Momma Bear.

And I need more Cortisone Cream…. My leg is on fire.