The Making of M.O.M.

What does Easter mean to you? Is it about bunnies? Chocolate? Fake grass? (I hear there is edible grass now..seriously?) Is it about dyed eggs? Is is about a new dress?

While those things are nice (especially the chocolate part), Easter is about so much more.

Did you know that 2,000 years ago a man, a Savior, was resurrected from the dead?
Did you know that when his followers went to his tomb that they found it empty?
Did you know that this same man was crucified and buried just 3 days before?
Did you know that during that crucifixion that man, Jesus Christ, bore the sin of ALL men and women so that we can be made right with a mighty, powerful and just God?
Did you know that unless you believe in Him, that you will never be able to approach the throne of the God that created ALL things?

Did you know that if there was a ranking system of imperfect people, that I would be probably in the top 100? Seriously.

Did you know that because I have been justified in the eyes of God, through the life, death and resurrection of Jesus that I CAN one day stand before God and be worthy?

Did you know that you can too?

Did you know that He is the The Way and The Truth?

I know that there are many, many religions out there. But you know what? Religion doesn't matter. Ceremonies are not important. Sin is sin. Pride is pride. Mistakes are mistakes.

Easter isn't about bunnies, fake grass, chocolate or eggs. Easter is about the One who rose from the dead, who conquered death for the sake of all sin. That includes mine and yours.

Won't you join me in celebrating Easter? Won't you give God a shout out for a tomb that stands empty? Won't you ponder the love that a marvelous God has for you? Won't you join me?

Happy Easter, from a sinfilled daughter of a perfectly Holy King!

Rejoice! The tomb is empty!

I'm so glad that it's FINALLY Friday! Welcome to this week's edition of Das Not Funny! Friday. This week I was "blown away" by several of my kids' funny sayings. Here they are...

----------

During story time this week Elizabeth was showing us a picture of Jesus, in our new children's storybook Bible, hanging on the cross. Lucas looked at the picture and said,

"Ooooo! Carzan!"

"No!" Elizabeth corrected, "It's not Tarzan, Bub. It's Jesus!"

"No. Carzan."

"No, Bubbie. This is Jesus."

"Nope. Carzan, Bizzy."

Finally, Luke looked at Elizabeth, patted her leg and said, "It's okay honey. Lucas and Ashlee are still learning. We will just have to teach them."

Lucas looked at Luke, exasperated and said, "Whew! Thanks Dad."

---------

Baby Girl has constant gas. As I went back to her crib to secure a pacifier into her mouth one night this week, her cries begin to subside and with her new relaxation came the hugest man-sized fart. How her 12 pound self can make that kind of noise (and stink), I'll never know.

---------

Speaking of farting (because we totally were, right?) Elizabeth skipped nap this week and had "quiet time" in our room while I blogged, checked emails and such. As she colored on the floor of our bedroom, I hear a HUGE riiiippppppp. Giggling, I look up at her. As calmly as possible, she looked at me and said,

"Whoa! What was that? I have no idea who did it."

Then, she returned to her coloring.

---------

Knowing my children's love for all things involving animals, my friend Lindy sent me the following picture of her and her friend Shawna, having an authentic African adventure.

I called Elizabeth over, knowing she's be stoked to see a picture of 1) Lindy and 2) Lindy on a camel. She eyeballs the picture and says,

"Wow! Lindy? On a camel?" (only "camel" was said in a weird squeaky voice that made me do a double take to ensure she hadn't morphed into a middle school boy).

"What's she doing on there?"

"Just riding, I guess," I replied.

"Who's that on there with her?" she asked.

"That's her friend, Shawna."

"Oh. What's Chris doing down there?" (pointing to the man below the camel).

Now, if you don't know why that is funny, click on the picture and enlarge it. Look at the man below the camel, then look at the picture below. The guy on the left is Chris, Lindy's husband.

"Honey, that man [in the picture] has dark skin, like Baby Girl. Chris doesn't have skin like that."

"Oh. He doesn't?" she questioned.

----------

Now it's YOUR turn. What did you see or hear this week that cracked you up..and then, you had to stifle some laughter? You don't have to have funny kids, or even kids at all to write your own post.

If you even cracked a small smile from the above hilarity courtesy of my kids, I'd love nothing more than for you to play along. Simply write your own Das Not Funny! Friday post and somewhere in it, link back here, to my post. Then, go down and type all your info into Mr. Linky.

It's super easy! If you'd like all of the "official rules" you can click here. But, if you'd like an easy shmeezy way to link your blog to mine, simply copy the stuff in the box below and paste it into your "Edit Html" tab in the same place where you write your posts.

It’s finally Friday! How many times this week did you hear or see something and think… “Das Not Funny!” but then realize that it actually was pretty funny? Well, such is the purpose of this blogapolooza known as Das Not Funny! Friday.
Check out <a href="http://themakingofmom.blogspot.com"> this blog </a> to see what else is not funny. Plus, by going <a href="http://themakingofmom.blogspot.com">over here</a> you can see who else has seen or heard something and thought Das Not Funny! then stifled a giggle or even laughed out loud! Come on, you know you wanna…

You can also pick up the Das Not Funny! Friday button over on my right sidebar if you'd like, but you certainly don't have to.

You can enter your info into Mr. Linky below and then, my blog will be linked right back to yours! Come on, you know you wanna...

Mr. Linky