"so then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord,
continue to live in him, rooted and built up in him,
strengthened in the faith as you were taught, and

OVERFLOWING WITH THANKFULNESS..."

Colossians 2:6-7

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Pumpkin Patch

Wearing matching sundresses appropriate for the typical 97 degree fall day in southern California, we headed to the local Pumpkin Patch for some Kodak moments. Taking into account the aforementioned temperature, I should have known better.

Needless to say, the great shots were FEW and far between. Neither of the girls were too into the picture snapping. How could I blame them? We were all hot and bothered.

Here are the the best of the bunch....





All was not lost, I suppose....
We did pick out three prize pumpkins--- One for Mommy & Daddy, One for Lexy, and One for Tori, per Lexy's designation--- and will be carving them for Halloween.

Christian supporters of Obama--- please read

Through a series of clicks this morning, I happened upon Randy Alcorn's blog. He is a Christian author who clearly has a better way of articulating things than I do. :)

IF YOU ARE A CHRISTIAN AND SUPPORT OBAMA, PLEASE READ THIS.

That's all.
Thanks and have a good day. :)

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Bedtime prayers with a strange request

This was Lexy's bedtime prayer tonight:

Dear God,
Thank you for my mommy and my daddy.
Thank you for Lexy and Tori.
Thank you for Grandma and Gigi.
Please help me to feel better and Tori to feel better.
And please help me have more boogers so I can blow them out in my tissues.
Amen.

Monday, October 20, 2008

100 things

When I started blogging a little over a year ago, I wasn't sure it would really last.
Here I am, typing up my 100th post. I can hardly believe it.

I've seen this done on other blogs I read, and I thought it might be fun, so....

In honor of my 100th post, here's a list of 100 things you may or may not know about The Hughes Zoo:

100. I've had stitches two, no three, times in my life. Twice in the same spot (Thank you breech babies).

99. When I was three years old and fiercely independent, I helped myself to graham crackers in the pantry by using glass Pepsi bottles (remember those?) as my step stool.

98. The Pepsi bottles fell over, and so did I. 16 stitches on my left shin, and OH! what a scar.

97. My mom has always said, "It's not a scar, it's a conversation piece."

96. I dread the day I head to the ER for stitches for one of my own (fiercely independent) children. (I pray it never comes!)

95. Bill has had stitches 3 times, as well, he thinks.

94. He has two scars on the back of his head from life with his older brothers. Just "boys will be boys" things. And I guess it's the youngest that always winds up with stitches....

93. It's a miracle he didn't have more injuries considering the fact that he tells me things like "Once I tried to jump on the hood of the car while John was driving..."

92. My favorite brother story I've heard told about Bill's childhood was when he and his brother Rick set the backyard on fire.

91. They thought it would be fun to soak a tennis ball in kerosene, light it on fire, and then kick it around the backyard. (This should serve as a warning to those of you with boys....)

90. We have a true "You've Got Mail" love story. Kind of.

89. He lived in Texas, I in California when we were introduced via email by family/friends.

88. My favorite number is 8. Although I like 4, too. They're are both so even, so neat. Nothing like those messy ODD numbers.

87. In high school, my volleyball number was 16-- 8 x 2. My basketball jersey number was 35-- 3+5= 8. (I know, I'm nuts, but I really do think like this). Thank God I didn't have a number in track....

86. I married someone who likes numbers just as much as me. We're self-professed nerds.

85. My favorite teacher was Mr. Mansfield. He was my Algebra II/Trigonometry teacher when I was a sophomore in high school.

84. He is still at the same school, but now teaches Calculus, just like Bill.

83. He has now become a mentor, of sorts, for Bill. They meet on a regular basis and talk about how to best teach Calculus to high schoolers.

82. I love that we live in a community where I have roots.

81. Lexy is now attending preschool in the same building I took ballet lessons in 30 years ago. And I REMEMBER being in that room in my light pink leotard, tights, and ballet slippers. Mrs. Coyolli was my teacher. She had a son named Christopher that used to play with my brother, Ryan.

80. I have a RIDICULOUS memory when it comes to people, places and things. (I am a proper noun master, I guess. :) )

79. I got this gift/curse of a great memory from my mom. It runs in the family.

78. Lexy seems to have it as well. She remembers things that boggle my mind.

77. I had my first ever broken bone this year. (Details here) And it wasn't really that big of a deal, so I'm inclined to say I've never broken a bone.

76. I was born in 1976. I am a bi-centennial baby, and my birth certificate has stars and stripes all over it.

75. I like to think my year of birth was foreshadowing for my patriotism.

74. Fourth of July is my favorite holiday.

73. Bill loves the Red, White, & Blue just as much as I do. We are proud Americans.

72. Bill also likes Texas. A LOT. 'Cause, you know, Texans are pretty proud of their great state. (And their country, too.)

71. I have never seen flags as big as the ones that fly all over the state of Texas. You know what they say: Everything is bigger in Texas.

70. I like random facts. Like, Texas is the only state in the union that can fly its flag at the same height as the flag of the United States. (Because they fought for and won their independence without help from the federal government.) All other state flags are flown a little bit lower than the American flag.

69. I grew up on Jennifer Place. (no joke)

68. Our street sign was perpetually missing, due in large part, I'm sure, to the fact that there were 7 billion Jennifers in the Eighties. (I never stole one of the signs.)

67. The city rectified the situation once and for all by posting the sign about 16 feet high on a light post. It really is laughable how high it is...

66. I graduated from UCLA with a BA in Sociology and an emphasis in Business, but all I really ever wanted to do was be a mom. I like to dream big. :)

65. Bill is the "dreamer" in our relationship. I guess I'm either a kill-joy or the "grounded" one, depending on your perspective.

64. Although I don't let it happen often enough, I really enjoy the instances when I allow myself to dream along with him. He encourages me to 'live a little' sometimes. Reality, schmeality.

63. We took a 13-week course last spring called Financial Peace University.

62. Our intent was to learn about retirement savings, college savings, and other long term things.

61. It REVOLUTIONIZED the way we spend money, and I can truly say that we have Financial Peace despite the horrible economic climate around us. PRAISE GOD.

60. Before we married, when Bill was still in Texas, I used to send him letters and postcards in the mail a couple times a week. (Mail is always fun to receive.)

59. He now leaves me little love notes that I find inside the computer when I open it up in the morning. (They make my day.)

58. During one of his visits to CA when we were still dating, I distinctly remember driving down the 101 freeway in my car, listening to the local R&B/Rap station (yes, I was young and foolish once) and discussing how funny it would be to name our dog "Notorious D.O.G.", after the then recently deceased rapper Notorious B.I.G.

57. We now have a dog named Doggie, short for "Doggie Smalls", a la "Biggie Smalls", Notorious' nickname.

56. We sometimes crack ourselves up.

55. When I get laughing really hard, I nearly always start crying (or tearing up, really).

54. Lexy doesn't know what the heck is happening when Mommy is laughing and crying at the same time.

53. I think there is no sound so sweet as my daughters' laughter.

52. We don't listen to rap music anymore. (I guess that makes us older and wiser. )

51. Our radio station of choice these days is KLOVE. We listen online daily. (I'm listening right now as I type!)

50. My favorite song right now is "You Reign" by Mercy Me.

49. Bill's current favorite song is "Give Me Your Eyes" by Brandon Heath.

48. Lexy seems to be a Toby Mac fan. She's been known to sing along with "Lose My Soul" and "Burn for You". (Apparently she likes R&B just like her mommy.)

47. Tori likes anything. As long as she can dance, she's good.

46. Bananas are a big hit at our house. Tori could eat 3 a day if I'd let her.

45. Back in the day, I used to wonder who in the world bought those BAGS of bananas at the grocery store. How could they possibly finish 12 bananas before they went bad??

44. I now have my answer: US. And we finish them LONG before they're bad.

43. We also love tomatoes.

42. I was raised believing that tomatoes could be eaten like apples-- just dig right in! I didn't realize that was odd until I was older.

41. Lexy eats tomatoes like apples ALL. THE. TIME. She sometimes even takes a tomato to school in her lunch box. I can only imagine what the teacher must think.... the other 3-yr-olds are eating fruit snacks and Twinkies. Mine is sinking her teeth into a juicy tomato.

40. We pretty much love all fresh fruit and vegetables... especially the ones we've picked ourselves at Underwood Family Farms.

39. My favorite bible verse is Philippians 4:8:

"Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things"
38. I love that the worldly wisdom of "Think positive! Have a good attitude!" is, in fact, BIBLICAL.

37. Lexy is busy committing scripture verses to memory in AWANA Cubbies each week. So far, her favorite verse is Romans 5:8:
"But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us."
*the 3-yr-old version is the words in bold.

36. Bill's life verse is the same as Lexy's favorite. I didn't even realize that! (I always knew she was just like her dad.)

35. Tori said her second word tonight: Jesus. I kid not. (Her first word was "duck") :)

34. <--- The age Bill is right now.

33. You know I'm running out of ideas of things to write when I start using the numbers for inspiration.

32. <--- The age I'll be on Wednesday.

31. <--- The age I am right now.

30. I still don't feel like a grown-up. (I hear you never do)

29. Sometimes I can't believe I actually have kids! How in the world am I old enough to have children?!?

28. Bill's car battery died about 5 months ago. When he replaced it, the radio security code reset, and we don't know what it is.

27. He has figured out every possible 5-digit combination of the numbers 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, & 6 and is systematically trying each one. (I told you he liked numbers.)

26. No luck so far. But no matter.... He has become an AVID fan of Alistair Begg sermons on his iPod.

25. Bill is a morning person. He wakes up before the sun. (Or at least it feels that way to me)

24. I am NOT a morning person. Especially when I'm awakened at 5:something to hear him tell me "I know that you need your sleep, so..." Um, hello? Do you not see the irony here???

23. My dad likes to joke that I don't realize 5 o'clock comes around twice each day.

22. I didn't get my driver's license until I was 19 years old.

21. I didn't figure it mattered since I had no car to drive and couldn't afford to pay my own insurance even if I did have a car. (There I go being practical again...)

20. The reason I finally broke down and got my license was because my mom was leaving to go on a 3-week trip to China, and I was going to be stuck at home with no transportation.

19. Due to the fact that this was all realized rather last minute, our local Dept of Motor Vehicles didn't have any available driving test appointments to accommodate my RUSH schedule. So I went to my Grandma's house in Bakersfield to take the test.

18. I passed. (Big sigh of relief)

17. I have never had a ticket related to my driving. Only my parking. :)

16. I have been rear-ended twice.

15. Once was a hit-and-run. I was on my way to a JOB INTERVIEW when it happened. True story. I had to call and postpone my interview. Thankfully, they were gracious in rescheduling and eventually I got the job. AND... The cops found the kid that hit me and his insurance (or rather his DAD'S insurance) took care of everything.

14. I feel like I get a Jury Duty summons every 12 months (or whatever the legal window of time is).

13. I ALWAYS get picked to be one of the first 12 jurors, which means I have to answer a litany of questions about myself in front of the whole courtroom.

12. I hate public speaking.

11. In my last Jury scenario, I had the judge actually tell me that I was "un-American" before calling a recess for everyone to regroup. It was seriously the whole banging gavel, "ORDER in the court!" scene you see in the movies.

10. I told him I had preconceived notions that the defendant might be guilty given the fact that the prosecution had a list of about 50 witnesses (including multiple police officers) saying he was guilty as charged, and the defense had no witnesses to vouch for his innoncence. Not even ONE. Call me crazy.

9. I was the only one with guts enough to admit what EVERYONE in the courtroom was thinking.

8. Needless to say, I got excused. (The baliff actually met me outside the courtroom to tell me so I wouldn't have to step my "un-American" feet back inside.)

7. Come to think of it, I haven't been summoned since that happened a couple of years ago.... Maybe I've been BLACKLISTED. Hallelujah! That would be fantastic.

6. I can say without a shadow of a doubt that this is the longest entry I've ever posted.

5. I can't imagine that ANYONE is still reading this unless you're related to me. (Hi Mom!) Props to you if you've lasted.

4. I really like getting comments on my blog. (hint, hint)

3. I have the "Are we there yet?" mentality right now.

2. I have enjoyed compiling this list... I'm sure it will be good for a laugh years from now.

1. I love my life in the Hughes Zoo!

Happy 100th folks!

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Phoning Home

About two weeks ago, I received the strangest phone call.

I was in the kitchen getting dinner ready.... Lexy was playing with some toys, Tori was still asleep, and Bill wasn't home yet from work.

The phone rang, and as I glanced at the caller ID, I was so confused.
My OWN cell phone was calling.
WHAT??
Did I lose my phone somewhere? Was some stranger calling the "home" listing in the contact list?
or....
Did I leave my purse sitting on the washing machine in the garage (as I often do when trying to carry everything in from the car)???
Maybe it was Bill being funny, calling from the garage to let me know he was home?

I answered the call and heard nothing. Whoever was calling wasn't doing any talking, and there was absolutely no background noise.

"This is weird," I thought.

I ran through the house, trying to locate my purse. As I neared the office door, I heard Tori stirring in her bed. (she naps in the office so that Lexy doesn't wake her up prematurely)

When I opened the door, this is what I found.



Tori, sitting in a heap of my purse contents. She emptied the whole thing, and was having the time of her life! There's no telling how long she'd been awake and playing. But she obviously figured out how to make some phone calls.... She called our friend Travis K. also (sorry Trav!). I guess I should record that in the baby book: First Phone call(s)- 15 mos.


Apparently I had left my bag on the desk, which I didn't realize was within arms reach of her bed. I now know. :)



I told you she likes purses!! :)

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Week in Review

Busy week at the Hughes Zoo.

Here are a few pictures that tell the story:



Lexy decided to dress Tori up as a princess, complete with click-clack shoes, one morning. In trying to capture the candid moments, this is the best picture I got. :)



Mouth full of teeth. But, oh, what a sweet grin.


"How big's the baby?"


We visited the local pumpkin patch this week, and due to their fantastic mobility, this was one of the few times (maybe the only time) that they were both in the same place at the same time. Needless to say, I didn't get too many pictures. But rest assured that we WILL be going back for some priceless Kodak moments. And some pumpkins. :)



We also went to Disneyland (same day as the Pumpkin Patch, incidentally. Talk about a marathon day!) this week, and Lexy still LOVES the Teacups!



We found the treasure!!



And the aftermath of the chocolate-chip pancakes! :)

Conversations with Lexy...

Yesterday afternoon, we heard the unfortunate news that Aunt Barb had to have her beloved dog Fletch put to sleep. Lexy has ALWAYS been very fond of Fletch-- he was a very calm, little dog with the softest fur ever.

When Lexy woke up from her nap, I figured I should try to explain (hoping that it would some how make sense so that our next visit to Barb's house wouldn't include a "Where's Fletch?" hunt.)

Me: Lexy, I have some sad news. Fletch died today. He went to heaven.

Lexy: Why?

Me: Well, he was really old. He lived a happy life, but he started to get really sick, so he died.

Lexy: Why?

M: That's what happens-- we get old, and our bodies get weak and sick, and then we die. But we go to heaven to be with Jesus. Fletch is in heaven now. Just like Grettle! (Barb's other dog that died a few months back-- it's been a rough year at their house.).

L: Grettle's in heaven, TOO?

M: Uh-huh.

L: Grettle died, TOO?

M: Yes.

L: They BOTH died? Oh, that's STINKY.
Learning empathy at the tender age of 3.

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This morning, Bill and Lexy continued their Saturday morning tradition of making pancakes while Tori and I sleep in. This morning, though, they added chocolate chips into the mix! Yum.

As they were making them, Lexy kept wiping the side of the bowl with her finger, licking the batter. Bill told her he didn't want her fingers in the batter anymore, and she complied. A few minutes went by, and Bill was scraping the chocolate chip residue off the side of the bowl, and Lexy opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue hoping to reap the harvest. She quickly pulled her tongue back in, realizing that Daddy had said no, but then came up with a great question.

Preparing to stick her tongue out again, she said, "Daddy, wanna feel my tongue?"

She's brilliant. :)

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And from the files to be re-evaluated in 20 years....

Yesterday evening, we went to Sam's Club to buy some groceries and have the gourmet meal of a hot dog and a drink for $1.50-- a family favorite. We were all sitting at a table, and the girls both kept making googly eyes at this elderly man in a wheelchair sitting at a table behind us. (Always makes my heart sing when they go out of their way to smile and talk to senior citizens rather than act scared of them. I pray that they will never be "scared".)

He was delighted to have their attention and was playing along. He said to Bill and I, "I feel sorry for the boys in about 17 or 18 years."

To which I replied, "I feel sorry for US!" :)

After about 20 minutes of him observing us, he said to me, "You know, that older one is going to excel in Mathematics. I'm talking 'professor at a University' level. And your younger one... I think she'll be a teacher. She has a real way of engaging people."

Crazy that he had NO BACKGROUND on what Bill does for a living, let alone my work in tutoring.

He then handed us his business card... He's a Clinical Psychologist.

I'm still trying to figure out what he observed that led him to this prophetic conclusion....






Monday, October 13, 2008

How can any intelligent citizen support this?

Obama's 95% Illusion

It depends on what the meaning of 'tax cut' is.

One of Barack Obama's most potent campaign claims is that he'll cut taxes for no less than 95% of "working families." He's even promising to cut taxes enough that the government's tax share of GDP will be no more than 18.2% -- which is lower than it is today.

[Review & Outlook] AP

It's a clever pitch, because it lets him pose as a middle-class tax cutter while disguising that he's also proposing one of the largest tax increases ever on the other 5%. But how does he conjure this miracle, especially since more than a third of all Americans already pay no income taxes at all? There are several sleights of hand, but the most creative is to redefine the meaning of "tax cut."

For the Obama Democrats, a tax cut is no longer letting you keep more of what you earn. In their lexicon, a tax cut includes tens of billions of dollars in government handouts that are disguised by the phrase "tax credit." Mr. Obama is proposing to create or expand no fewer than seven such credits for individuals:

- A $500 tax credit ($1,000 a couple) to "make work pay" that phases out at income of $75,000 for individuals and $150,000 per couple.

- A $4,000 tax credit for college tuition.

- A 10% mortgage interest tax credit (on top of the existing mortgage interest deduction and other housing subsidies).

- A "savings" tax credit of 50% up to $1,000.

- An expansion of the earned-income tax credit that would allow single workers to receive as much as $555 a year, up from $175 now, and give these workers up to $1,110 if they are paying child support.

- A child care credit of 50% up to $6,000 of expenses a year.

- A "clean car" tax credit of up to $7,000 on the purchase of certain vehicles.

Here's the political catch. All but the clean car credit would be "refundable," which is Washington-speak for the fact that you can receive these checks even if you have no income-tax liability. In other words, they are an income transfer -- a federal check -- from taxpayers to nontaxpayers. Once upon a time we called this "welfare," or in George McGovern's 1972 campaign a "Demogrant." Mr. Obama's genius is to call it a tax cut.

The Tax Foundation estimates that under the Obama plan 63 million Americans, or 44% of all tax filers, would have no income tax liability and most of those would get a check from the IRS each year. The Heritage Foundation's Center for Data Analysis estimates that by 2011, under the Obama plan, an additional 10 million filers would pay zero taxes while cashing checks from the IRS.

The total annual expenditures on refundable "tax credits" would rise over the next 10 years by $647 billion to $1.054 trillion, according to the Tax Policy Center. This means that the tax-credit welfare state would soon cost four times actual cash welfare. By redefining such income payments as "tax credits," the Obama campaign also redefines them away as a tax share of GDP. Presto, the federal tax burden looks much smaller than it really is.

The political left defends "refundability" on grounds that these payments help to offset the payroll tax. And that was at least plausible when the only major refundable credit was the earned-income tax credit. Taken together, however, these tax credit payments would exceed payroll levies for most low-income workers.

It is also true that John McCain proposes a refundable tax credit -- his $5,000 to help individuals buy health insurance. We've written before that we prefer a tax deduction for individual health care, rather than a credit. But the big difference with Mr. Obama is that Mr. McCain's proposal replaces the tax subsidy for employer-sponsored health insurance that individuals don't now receive if they buy on their own. It merely changes the nature of the tax subsidy; it doesn't create a new one.

[Review & Outlook]

There's another catch: Because Mr. Obama's tax credits are phased out as incomes rise, they impose a huge "marginal" tax rate increase on low-income workers. The marginal tax rate refers to the rate on the next dollar of income earned. As the nearby chart illustrates, the marginal rate for millions of low- and middle-income workers would spike as they earn more income.

Some families with an income of $40,000 could lose up to 40 cents in vanishing credits for every additional dollar earned from working overtime or taking a new job. As public policy, this is contradictory. The tax credits are sold in the name of "making work pay," but in practice they can be a disincentive to working harder, especially if you're a lower-income couple getting raises of $1,000 or $2,000 a year. One mystery -- among many -- of the McCain campaign is why it has allowed Mr. Obama's 95% illusion to go unanswered.


It's called Socialism, people. Wise up.

Taken from the Wall Street Journal, Oct 13, 2008.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Pray for America

With the 24-hour news coverage of All Things Election, there is definitely a sense of anxiety about what will happen.... Bill and I feel so comforted in knowing that no matter the outcome, we serve a Sovereign God.

I read this post this morning and it captures my sentiments exactly.
Yes, you can VOTE (and I certainly hope you will), but MORE importantly, you can PRAY.

This is from the non-partisan Word of God. (Author of prayer guide not noted.)

Psalm 32:6-7 --- Pray that all will be motivated to pray faithfully for this election and that the Lord would deliver us from the wrong leaders.

Psalm 16:7-8 --- Pray that the Lord would give wise counsel and guidance to His choice for president in this campaign.

Proverbs 16:13 --- Pray that our nation will listen to the truth and not be led astray.

Psalm 18:32-36 --- Pray that the Lord would arm the man of His choice with strength; that He would guide him in battle (this election), and that He would sustain him and give him victory.

2 Thess. 1: 4---Pray that God's man could, through faith, persevere and maintain his courage throughout this election.

Psalm 125 --- Pray that those who trust in the Lord will not be shaken.

Psalm 64: 2-10 --- Pray that the Lord would defeat those who have no regard for Him in this election.

2 Cor. 12:9 --- Pray that the Lord would empower and enable His man in any area of weakness.

II Kings 13:16 --- Pray that the Lord would put His hands on the man of His choice for president (and his team) and guide them in this election.

Proverbs 1:5-6 --- Pray that God's man will listen with discernment, add to his knowledge, and receive wise counsel in this campaign.

John 16:33 --- Pray that the man of God's choice would be given wisdom and ability from the Lord to overcome any obstacle or difficulty during this campaign.

Acts 17:30 --- Pray for repentance for yourself and for our nation.

Luke 12:54-57--- Pray that God's man and our nation will be discerning and do what is right.

Phil. 4:13 --- Pray that the Lord's choice for President will have special strength and unusual ability from God.

Habakkuk 1:5 and 3:2 --- Pray that the Lord would do something that would utterly amaze us and give His servant victory.

Remember 2 Chronicles 7:14---'If my people who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land.'

God Bless America!

Friday, October 3, 2008

Faces of Fall


Playing at the Farm



Gourds growing in an arched trellis








Tori, post-Chocolate Chip Cookie--- complete with a chocolate chip in her EAR. ???


Lexy found one of my bathing suit top liner thingys and decided that it'd make a GRRRREAT pirate patch.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Sisters


Sometimes they like each other.... :)