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Mindy Frazer

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I'm a stay-at-home, homeschooling mom of three beautiful children who has not enough time, and way too much to do, but loves every minute of it.
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Nataliewrote:
 

PS - Can you copy those pictures (the most recent ones) for me? My computer really needs them!!!

Thanks bunches - LOVE YA  MOM

Nov. 6
Nataliewrote:

Minner,

Your blog page is amazing - I'm so proud!!!

Your stories help me, they make me feel like I'm not missing out on my kids. Keep them up for meOpen-mouthed

I love you all so much!   MOM

 

Nov. 6

Five of Us

Living life out loud and on purpose...usually.
November 26

Thanksgiving

Seth and my dad tore out drywall and re-installed drywall and spackled screws and seams today.  

I am so thankful they can fix my... trust in previous homeowners and the implied simplicity of a home improvement project.

We got to sleep until 7:47 this morning.

I am so thankful Maisie let us sleep in.  Even if it was only 17 minutes.  That's somethin'.  

Seth locked my mom out of the house when he came in from letting Maisie out at 7:50...she was walking her dogs.  

I am so thankful for a working doorbell.  I didn't hear her pound on the door from bed.

Mom and I made pies before breakfast.  

I am so thankful for a mom I can bake with...and that she made the pecan pie for me. :)  And that Daddy didn't waste away waiting for his french toast. 

We feasted on (many, many carbs and) a "ham" that Seth shot in Florida (which was basically a pork roast...and was super yummy).  And green beans.  (Turkey dinner on Sunday, don't worry) 

I am so thankful that we are blessed with a job that not only pays the bills, but allows us the privilege of taking vacations, filling our grocery cart an extra time this week, filling our bellies extra, extra-full today...and planning for another feast on Sunday.  We take so much for granted.

I live in a country which allows me freedom I don't even understand, I have a home which much more than shelters my family, a refrigerator that's busting at the welds, 5 extra pounds around my middle, happy, healthy, perfect children, family and friends who love and support me, a puppy we didn't need but have anyway...a God who has blessed me beyond my expectations.

How could I not be thankful?






November 23

If you don't have anything nice to say...

...yeah.

I don't think I'm going to blog tonight.

Please tell me you have these days too.
November 20

Forgetful

I've heard people say that the only reason women have more than one child is because somehow, their memories are miraculously wiped clean of all the bad things about pregnancy, childbirth, and infancy.  And the age of 3.  I've also heard it said that a mother thinks her baby is the most beautiful creature ever to breathe or coo or cry or...well, anything a baby does.  And that it's a good thing...because otherwise there are times she would probably put said baby down, walk away, and never look back.

I think the same might just apply to puppies.  And this puppy we have...I'm not her birth mother.  So the second generalized comment above...doesn't apply.  Mostly.  But I think I had wiped out my memories of the housebreaking/chewing-everything-in-reach/have-to-have-her-in-sight-at-all-times-or-she-will-probably-pee-again/what-can-I-give-her-to-keep-her-occupied-enough-that-I-can-accomplish-something-for-15-minutes-without-crating-her/is-she-going-to-cry-all-night-again-tonight issues involved in new puppyhood.  I read all the articles, studied different philosophies on discipline and feeding and crate training, etc...again...so the biggest trick is picking one and being consistent.  I get that.  And really...I can get to a point where I'm consistent.  The problem comes in (well, one of them anyway) with the fact that 5 people live in this house who participate in her care and training.  I get to teach everyone how to do this...and then trust that they're implementing all of it...and continuing the consistency.

Snort.

He he.  That's funny.  

I adore her.  She is truly wonderful.  But it's a good thing I forgot how tired I would be.  How short I would become with my children.  How much I would rely on them to work independently at new math concepts while I trudged around the back yard in the pouring rain waiting for her to do something.  Other than chase my feet.  Or dodge back and forth grabbing at sopping wet leaves.  

But I'll tell you...she is beautiful.  And she can make short work of a rawhide retriever roll.  And those eyes...they just melt you...even if you're really mad about having to lug out the carpet cleaner yet again.  And she is the best, best playmate for my Chani.  Almost makes me wish we didn't have such a connection with Goldens...she will outgrow her ability to wrestle Chani without...crushing her...pretty quickly here (though Chani has held her own through two Cairn puppies and a Yellow Lab...I think she'll do fine).

And in a couple of years, I'm sure I will have forgotten this stage yet again...and when we "need" another puppy...of course we'll have one.  But right now...

...I should go to bed.  Because she'll be crying by 5:15.  Remind me not to get a puppy from an Amish family ever again.  This makes two in a row.  They get up darn early.
November 17

Maisie

:) Already completely in love.






Her name is Maisie.  (Daddy will call her Mae. The end.) 

We adore her. 

And she even sleeps at night.

Or she did one night.  We'll see about the next. ;)
November 14

Lainie's Meet

This morning, I awoke at 3:20 and stumbled to the shower.  Laine's first meet of the season.  Two and a half hours away, and they scheduled warmups to begin at 8.  I woke her up at 4:10, we were out the door by 4:20.  We stopped for gas, gatorade and twizzlers, $20 from the ATM, and zoomed to her teammate, Maura's house.  I can't tell you how thankful I was that her Dad, Charlie, offered to drive the rest of the trip.  We sat for four and a half hours after the drive, waiting for lost judges, listening to the same level four USAG floor music until we wanted to pull out our hair, and shook our heads at some of the mistakes the girls made...and some of the parents we watched make idiots of themselves.  I always get so nervous for Lainie...but it's partially just habit.  It's what I did.  She doesn't do it at all.  I figure if I do it for her...I don't know.  It won't make any difference whatsoever (duh).  The gymnasts aren't allowed to have any contact with parents during the meet itself...

...it's probably best.  :)

Lainie earned an 8.1 on floor (her best floor score ever! That connected roundoff/back handspring works wonders), an 8.75 on vault, a 6.35 on bars, and a 7.55 on balance beam.  Honestly, I'm just so proud of her.  She did her best, she didn't get crazy nervous, and she was thrilled with her scores.  She worked with a coach who is not her coach...in a gym she's never been in, with less sleep than she has ever had in a night and then been expected to function.  She rocked it.  

Here's where Mindy gets...I don't know.  Irritated or something.  At the end of last season, the coaches and owner at Lainie's gym decided to bump all of last season's level 4 girls up to beginner prep. opt. level, meaning they would all skip level five altogether, and move to the other gymnastics program in the US, which basically allows the girls to begin optional routines much more quickly than USAG allows...thus giving more variety, allowing them to work with their strengths, and I'm convinced...partially to relieve coaching staff and gym owners of living through the same music over and over and over...to infinity...or insanity.  The downside of this for Lainie and her friend Maura is that they both could use an extra year at level four.  For the experience, for the skill progressions, for all of it.  I haven't decided if the coaches/owner chose this course to keep the girls from feeling badly about not being moved up, or to get more money out of us...I don't know...but this week, I'm going to ask.  Today Lainie competed routines and events she hasn't touched in literally months.  She performed at a level very comparable to the level at which she competed in April.  Which, I mean, really...is fine.  Except for the fact that over the summer, she spent 10 hours a week in the gym...at no small cost...and right now, she's in the gym for 8 hours a week...I mean, really...wouldn't you expect improvement in form?  In skills?  In strength?  Her bar routine has literally not changed since last season.  There are 7 skills in the routine.  2 of them, she can't do at all--the coach does it for her.  She couldn't do those same skills when she started at this gym last fall.  The one skill she got...that roundoff/back handspring.   I'm thrilled with that and so is she...but for the amount of time she's at the gym...sigh.  I don't know.

In this situation, I know that I have crazy expectations.  I coached.  I competed.  I get it.  I know what it takes to improve...that it's a combination of coaches' efforts, student discipline and perseverance, strength training, time in the gym.  I realize that it all has to fit together and work together, and fall into place, and that Lainie plays a big part in this.  BUT.  She can only do what she's told to do.  She can only improve if she has instruction that allows for improvement.  If she doesn't get her front hip circle...she's never going to get her kip.  She can't do prep. opt. until she gets her kip.  She makes the exact same mistake on her back extension roll that she made 2 years ago when I was coaching her at the Y and couldn't get her to fix it.  After a year of 5-10 hours a week in the gym.  She still doesn't consistently point toes or work to keep knees straight or fight to keep tight if she bobbles on the beam.  

...k.  I'm going to shut up now.

I'm so proud of her.  She was totally fine with how she did.  Totally fine.  I just have to let some of that go.  At the same time...I'm not going to send her 8 hours a week if she's literally not making any advances in her skills.  

Oy.  I have 3 days to figure out what to say to her coach.  Wish me luck.