Zufelt Family Feb 2015

Zufelt Family Feb 2015

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Dreaming of Wooters

This is the random dream I had last week.

We were road tripping to see Wooters over summer and to be at Grandma Wooters for Coltons baptism. We were staying at Kathy's house a few days so the kids could play together. Grandma had cooked a feast and had it stashed in a bedroom with a second kitchen (like a movie room kitchen). The kitchen and living room were clean and ready to entertain.

It was time to go to the baptism and I got all my kids ready. Wooters left. My boys and Ashlyn went out to the car. Madison was playing and being pretty rotten. I finally had everyone ready to go but me. I just needed to slip into my skirt and a nice shirt. I couldn't find the ones I laid out. I looked everywhere but couldn't find anything. Brian was now in the car with the other kids. The house was empty except Madison and me. I looked in all 4 kid bedrooms for my things. I was frantic now.

Madison had an evil smile. I confronted her. She finally admits she hid my clothes. By this time Brian left me so he didn't miss the baptism but I know if I can get it together I can still walk over and not miss it.

I scream at Madison and she shows me where she hid my things. She scooted the four moving boxes I brought with my clothes into a small but deep air return vent near the floor in the front entry hallway Then she added a dog crate last so I wouldn't see past it to notice my suitcase/boxes.

I scream to get those out and I will put back the other rooms I have torn apart looking for my stuff before the people come back to the house for the nice lunch Kathy has prepared. She pulls out the dog crate as I go and it drags out straw that makes a huge mess everywhere right by the front door. I went back to get my clothes after cleaning a back bedroom. I can see Kathy has stored Christmas manger scene stuff in the air vent space so the hay makes sense but it's now everywhere.

Madison is smiling smugly sitting on the floor in the straw mess. My boxes are there but flat as can be. She emptied them of all my things and had only hid the cardboard box in the vent space.

After some yelling she opens yet another closet to reveal all the contents of my four boxes of cloths stuffed and hidden UNDER Kathy's holiday decor boxes. This closet is on the other side of the entry way. I make her get it all out and she grabs handful after handful of my clothes, piling them by the door.

Brian returns at this point happy and wondering where I was. I can't even talk. He tries to hug me and I push him away. I have missed the baptism and am mortified that the party guests are now coming in droves into the house stepping over my clothes and raising their eyebrows at the straw disaster that greets them upon arrival.

Kathy and Vanessa are so happy with the baptism that they literally don't notice the complete disaster Madison has made of their house while they were gone. They just keep serving and entertaining everyone as they eat. Madison continues to clean slowly with her smug smile of victory. I am
mortified. Colton of course is all smiles and Brian still can't figure out why I'm so mad.

Then I wake up feeling agitated at Madison and amused at the ridiculousness of my feelings all at same time.

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

God's Unlimited Crown Supply

Today I'm thankful God isn't going to run out of crowns, you know, like Burger King. We were working on our memory verse at breakfast today for sports camp at Faith UMC.

2 Timothy 4:7-8

Mom: I want a crown.
Ashlyn (5): You can't have one, you're not a princess.
Mom: I am a princess to God and he will give me one. He won't ever run out of crowns.
Madison (10): Yeah, God won't ever run out so we can all have a crown. Kind of like Burger King always has enough for everyone.

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Ashie-isms

Filling out doctor forms in the lobby of the office I ask Ashlyn the questions to keep her engaged so she doesn't get bored. What's your name? When is your birthday? Etc. Coming to the end of the form I have to tell the doc who is giving them this info so I ask Ashlyn these questions.
Who am I? Angie Zufelt
How are we related? Well we both have an A at the start of our name and we both have Zufelt at the end so we are related!

A few days later she has to get blood drawn. We are waiting at the lab but they can only take half the blood we need because she's a tiny little lady. Which is incidentally the reason for the blood work in the first place - she's incredibly small for her age. So we do 5 vials on Monday and come back for 4 more on Wednesday.

Wednesday was hard because she knew what was going to happen this time. She honestly did pretty well considering. Ben had to have his own fasting blood work so she explained all the steps to him. I think it helped relieve some of her tension to be the lady in charge for a minute. Then the ladies stuck the needle in her vein after Ben finished but she clotted too fast. She wasn't at all happy to discover we were going to do the other arm too.

Friday, March 31, 2017

Breaking News - Madison Switches Names. Again.

I was in first grade when I discovered that my name was actually Angela not Angie. It happened when Ms Zagarella was calling role at the beginning of the school year. I confronted my mom after talking with my teacher. I was livid. I demanded to be called Angela from grade one through about sixth grade.

Madison did the same thing in Singapore, probably in kindergarten. She hated that I always called her Maddie Mae and she demanded we call her Madison. It's been a constant effort to change but I really am about there and use Madison fluently now.

Well guess what. Madison wrote on the calendar for next weekend "Madie and mom date". Not only did she switch back from Madison to Madie, she spelled it wrong. Or did she? Maybe I'll have to relent and let her choose that too!!!

Monday, March 20, 2017

Ashlyn's Motivation for International Travel

Ashlyn gem of the day said in a dreamy voice from the back seat as I drove:
"Mom, I wish we could go to every country in the whole world."

I smile and my mind begins to meander and imagine all the amazing places we could go and the rich culture and all the things we could see. Then she follows it up with this.

"Then we could see all the dancing guys all over the world and see if every county has one of them." (The term "dancing guys" meaning those neon fabric tube things outside stores with a fan blowing them full and making them dance around in the air.)

Apparently we don't share the exact same dream about international travel after all.

Saturday, January 21, 2017

Back In Time

Just overheard from upstairs: "Whoa!! We have, like, a PAPER dictionary up here!" Ben is totally amazed. I can't stop giggling. 

Sunday, October 30, 2016

Ben and Camping

Ben said the funniest thing this weekend though. He went camping with the deacons and they went to a campground 45 min away. In Houston traffic I would bet it took longer. And he was complaining WHY do we have to go places like that. (You know, camp in the WOODS?) I laughed out loud. Because that is what camping is! His favorite camp was on the soccer field at Saudi Aramco and in someone's backyard here in Texas because that's what the eleven year old scouts did here.

I fear this kid may prefer glamping where you can sneak in a few video games when the leaders aren't looking over actual camping.