Taking a couple days off the computer.
If I send you an e mail, or leave you a blog comment or you see me on facebook, scold me!
Going to place more focused attention toward Deutschlets because yes, time is precious after all and my most beloved young people on earth will only be here with me for a little while.....
to drive me up the wall and back down again :)
Family photo 2013
Monday, September 28, 2009
Well hello Mrs. Cranky Pants.
Do you ever have those mornings where you wake up, things are going along fine and dandy, then all of a sudden your kids do something? A thing that is bad, loud, messy, mean, silly, thoughtless, careless, rude, one where they should know better because, what? were they raised in a barn and have all those thousands of words you've been preaching at them their entire lives about appropriate conduct fallen on deaf ears!? Then, S N A P. You begin growling or shouting, or crying, feeling overwhelmed, underpaid, under appreciated, overstimulated. Then, because of your sudden, compelling urge to overreact you must say to yourself "whoa momma, you'd better simmer down or you're gonna be S O R R Y you weren't nicer and more friendly to your little chitlins today." Then, you count hours until bedtime only to feel pity for yourself after they are asleep because you did not properly appreciate the precious gift of time today? Oy. Sometimes parenting is hard, hard, hard. Is there a restart button? Mercy.
Made cookies to make up in sweets what I lack in sweetness today. That counts, right?
Next subject:
Baking soda and water is supposed to be great for the hair because we strip away all the good stuff with our harsh, foaming, detergent shampoos....etc.
Approx. 1 Tbs/1 cup water is the ticket, can be modified depending on hair type. Same ratio for ACV, and it really does work well as a conditioner. The odor dissipates quickly, so the person using it does not exude scent of salad dressing all day long. I use plastic bottles to mix it and don't really store it because it gets cold, and the kids like it warm and fresh, right before their bath or shower. They say hair may overcompensate for a while and get a little oily, but I have not seen it yet with our girls and our boys practically have no hair. I have tried it myself only a couple of times because of the hassle of making it before each shower. I can not remember to do that until I am soaking wet and my hair is full of evil sudsy strippy shampoo.
Easier with the kids who only bathe once every other week, you know? Kidding! Just checking to see if you're still reading....
Roasting marshmallows Saturday night. One is wearing swim shorts, one snow boots. Perfect!
How about the sunset behind Jayla? Pretty.
Poor dolly. Still not feeling well. Has an ear infection now, so garlic oil going in the ears makes her smell like a soft chewy breadstick. Oh baby. She cried and cried and cried through church yesterday so we left early. Makes her a good snuggler though so momma gets lots of love....and gets very little accomplished. Even my cranky pants don't seem to bother her.
Pics of boy's beds soon. They are really something.
Made cookies to make up in sweets what I lack in sweetness today. That counts, right?
Next subject:
Baking soda and water is supposed to be great for the hair because we strip away all the good stuff with our harsh, foaming, detergent shampoos....etc.
Approx. 1 Tbs/1 cup water is the ticket, can be modified depending on hair type. Same ratio for ACV, and it really does work well as a conditioner. The odor dissipates quickly, so the person using it does not exude scent of salad dressing all day long. I use plastic bottles to mix it and don't really store it because it gets cold, and the kids like it warm and fresh, right before their bath or shower. They say hair may overcompensate for a while and get a little oily, but I have not seen it yet with our girls and our boys practically have no hair. I have tried it myself only a couple of times because of the hassle of making it before each shower. I can not remember to do that until I am soaking wet and my hair is full of evil sudsy strippy shampoo.
Easier with the kids who only bathe once every other week, you know? Kidding! Just checking to see if you're still reading....
Roasting marshmallows Saturday night. One is wearing swim shorts, one snow boots. Perfect!
How about the sunset behind Jayla? Pretty.
Poor dolly. Still not feeling well. Has an ear infection now, so garlic oil going in the ears makes her smell like a soft chewy breadstick. Oh baby. She cried and cried and cried through church yesterday so we left early. Makes her a good snuggler though so momma gets lots of love....and gets very little accomplished. Even my cranky pants don't seem to bother her.Pics of boy's beds soon. They are really something.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
On a roll.
Just washed the girls' hair with baking soda and water mixture, used apple cider vinegar for conditioner. If you see us out somewhere and we look insufficiently clean or are excessively stinky, you'll know why. It's just the hippie coming through.
Bubbly Brew
Making laundry soap this morning. Had to find a simple recipe that didn't call for a host of obscure ingredients I can not locate on the store's shelves while shopping with my young entourage.
Who can find castile soap? Glycerin? Zote soap? Not I.
This recipe:
12 cups water
2 bars grated ivory soap
1/4 cup baking soda
1 cup borax
Boil until soap disolves, cool.
Easy breezy and it works wonders on our clothes!
Well, hold on-since this is my first attempt, I probably shouldn't say that because I haven't actually tried it yet.
But, I'm guessing it will work wonders on our clothes!
Bonus: it makes the kitchen smell nice and fresh and clean.
Family movie last night-The Incredible Hulk.
The weather is warm today. Clothes are drying on the line. Kids are playing outside, dad is working on boys' beds in the garage and life is very good.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Just like a Beverly Hillbilly
Jayla and I are taking a trip to California. Yes, really!
My childhood friend lives there and we are beyond thrilled to have the opportunity to visit her for a weekend in October. What a treat for us. I am truly excited to see Sarah and to have some time with the lovely Miss Jayla. I know this is an event she will remember and I will treasure. For so many reasons.....
My childhood friend lives there and we are beyond thrilled to have the opportunity to visit her for a weekend in October. What a treat for us. I am truly excited to see Sarah and to have some time with the lovely Miss Jayla. I know this is an event she will remember and I will treasure. For so many reasons.....
Thursday, September 24, 2009
I'm in Heaven
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Brrr and Grrr
It's cold and wet and rainy and snowy....STILL!
Windy too. Not breezy, so the kids can go outside and play, but blustery, blow-away-windy.
Kids had colds. I've been fighting a cold off.
I was NOT prepared for this!! Cooped up with energetic children is a winter condition, not summer/fall! I'm using lots of (!!) because I'm yelling! (In my mind, that is. It's quiet time and I wouldn't want to wake munchkins.)
Warmer weather headed our way this weekend. Thank you Lord. It will give me some time to get my bag-o-tricks ready for when we have legitimate cabin fever.
Being able to play outside makes all the difference in the world to the people who live here.
And, I had to go to the dentist yesterday afternoon for a crown. That was fun.
Disclaimer: This is not griping. It is merely therapeutic honest expression. (smile)
Windy too. Not breezy, so the kids can go outside and play, but blustery, blow-away-windy.
Kids had colds. I've been fighting a cold off.
I was NOT prepared for this!! Cooped up with energetic children is a winter condition, not summer/fall! I'm using lots of (!!) because I'm yelling! (In my mind, that is. It's quiet time and I wouldn't want to wake munchkins.)
Warmer weather headed our way this weekend. Thank you Lord. It will give me some time to get my bag-o-tricks ready for when we have legitimate cabin fever.
Being able to play outside makes all the difference in the world to the people who live here.
And, I had to go to the dentist yesterday afternoon for a crown. That was fun.
Disclaimer: This is not griping. It is merely therapeutic honest expression. (smile)
Notice anything funny about this picture?
Answers:
What do I do with the little ones while the big kids do school?
Well now, that is a good question! Um, pull my hair out? You saw it was getting shorter, didn't you? Oh wait, I do that alone, not with them.
They all start at our table together. I give snacks first because by the time we begin school, it has been an entire hour and a half since breakfast, so the kids are famished, naturally. I like to start with reading to them, either literature, history and geography, or science. That way, I figure some will sink in to the minds of the younger children and I may not have to re-teach it all when they're in school. (Wishful thinking.) Stryder and Clover color. Tyden is practicing writing. Stryder is usually the first to leave the table and goes into our playroom to build with legos.
He stays nicely occupied with that. Tyden finishes his work, then he can go too and by that time I will often turn on Barney or Word World for Stryder and Clover. Tyden watches with them and does legos as well. Clover comes back into the kitchen every few minutes and drives me crazy climbing on top of the table, pulling things out of the cabinets, and messing with Jayla and Onyx.
Good times!
Each year, it seems to become easier and I'm guessing that by next year at this time Clover will be better at occupying herself in more constructive ways.
Sorry-I have no really good suggestions other than this: Breathe deeply and carry on.
When will we travel to pick up kids?
Well now, that is a good question! Our dossier docs just reached Bethany's National office. If they 'pass inspection' they will go to Ethiopia soon to be translated.....etc.
We will receive official referrals for the 2 children.
We will accept official referrals for the 2 children. (More paperwork!)
A court date will be set in Ethiopia. A power of attorney will appear on our behalf.
If we pass court the first time, I think we will travel soon after that. (People often don't pass court their first try and have to have to schedule another date.)
There was a 8-9 week TB testing process for immigrants that had to be complete before travel could happen.
It's now looking like the kids may be able to travel while that testing is going on, rather than waiting in country for results. ??? Gov't things seem to change all the time.....
So, we're not sure!
Sorry, I have no concrete answers. Beginning of 2010? Maybe.
One step at a time....So, I just breathe deeply and carry on.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Wind, Rain, Sleet & Snow
We've got it all today. Plus, thunder and lightening. This is how I feel about it:
Goodbye garden. I'll miss you and your crisp green lettuce, fresh zucchini and squash which make for the most wonderful breads, bright orange carrots, sweet red tomatoes and crunchy cucumbers. I'm so sad to see you go....
Notice anything funny about this picture?
Goodbye garden. I'll miss you and your crisp green lettuce, fresh zucchini and squash which make for the most wonderful breads, bright orange carrots, sweet red tomatoes and crunchy cucumbers. I'm so sad to see you go....
Notice anything funny about this picture?
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
5 years ago today....(plus 8 days)
This guy was born. His mama has never been the same.
For his birthday, he wanted to go swimming. So we did, one day prior because it was Labor Day and big daddy was off work. My camera's batteries were dead, so you'll have to picture that part in your mind. Cute kids, a little dolly who looks like a piece of candy you just want to gobble up in her swimsuit, a dad with translucent white legs (eek!) 3 boys with mowhawks and a girl who is getting much too tall and swims quite well. And there was a mom. Afterwards, Burger King was the place to be.
Where else are you treated like Royalty just for walking in the door?
Kids meals. Only on a special occasion like a birthday celebration.
Good timing-Deutsch kids had the playplace all to themselves.
Baskin Robbins for dessert. Blue sprinkled ice cream anyone?
His actual birthday, the next day. He wanted spaghetti and corn for supper. Alrighty0.
Brownies and ice cream in place of cake. Not one with a sweet tooth, he ate a couple of bites then ran off to play.
King dad serenades his young prince. It was beautiful. He sings as well as his legs are white.
For his birthday, he wanted to go swimming. So we did, one day prior because it was Labor Day and big daddy was off work. My camera's batteries were dead, so you'll have to picture that part in your mind. Cute kids, a little dolly who looks like a piece of candy you just want to gobble up in her swimsuit, a dad with translucent white legs (eek!) 3 boys with mowhawks and a girl who is getting much too tall and swims quite well. And there was a mom. Afterwards, Burger King was the place to be.
Where else are you treated like Royalty just for walking in the door?
Kids meals. Only on a special occasion like a birthday celebration.
Good timing-Deutsch kids had the playplace all to themselves.
Baskin Robbins for dessert. Blue sprinkled ice cream anyone?
His actual birthday, the next day. He wanted spaghetti and corn for supper. Alrighty0.
Brownies and ice cream in place of cake. Not one with a sweet tooth, he ate a couple of bites then ran off to play.
King dad serenades his young prince. It was beautiful. He sings as well as his legs are white. (I love you Bobby! It's cool how you glow in the dark! :)
Gifts!
Jayla wrapped up some costumes for him that our neighbors brought over that their boys had outgrown and made a card. Sweet. Dad brought him home a Leapster and an Iron Man card. Sweet.Tyden,
You told me you wouldn't turn 5! Remember? Stinker bug, you did anyway! You're my cuddle kid. How long can it last with all these passing birthdays? Will you always sit on your mommy's lap making her legs fall asleep and hold her hand and ask to sleep with her at night? Please answer: yes. How about those soft little cheeks of yours? Will they stay so silky smooth? Please answer: yes. Will you always tell me I am the best mom in the world and you love me so much and throw a major fit if we don't sit beside eachother while watching movies? Please answer: yes.
You will? Oh thank you Tyden! I knew I could count on you! You are the berries. How much do I love you? I could not count the ways my dear son.....more than the stars in the sky and the grains of sand on the shore. You are precious in my sight, loved in my heart and wonderful to know. Happy, happy birthday boy.
There is nothing you can do that will ever make me stop loving you. I promise you that.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Rejoice! Rejoice!
Upon further testing, our boy waiting in Ethiopia, the one we thought was HIV+ is not!
I can hardly remember a time when I was so happy, so grateful to receive news.
Tears took me by surprise, hitting the keyboard as I typed a thank you e mail back to our caseworker.
1 Chronicles 29:13
Now, our God, we give you thanks, and praise your glorious name.
The child has plenty of hard stuff to deal with in his life-thank you, thank you, thank you Lord that he was spared this one thing.
I can hardly remember a time when I was so happy, so grateful to receive news.
Tears took me by surprise, hitting the keyboard as I typed a thank you e mail back to our caseworker.
1 Chronicles 29:13
Now, our God, we give you thanks, and praise your glorious name.
The child has plenty of hard stuff to deal with in his life-thank you, thank you, thank you Lord that he was spared this one thing.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Blog
What blog? Planning to make time for it soon....
In the mean time, we're too busy living life to write about it. {smile}
(I'm also rather occupied with avoiding the fact that my only real momma's boy turned 5. It's taking a lot out of me. I hope you can understand. You wouldn't believe the labor involved in choking back tears all day long. Tiring!)
In the mean time, we're too busy living life to write about it. {smile}
(I'm also rather occupied with avoiding the fact that my only real momma's boy turned 5. It's taking a lot out of me. I hope you can understand. You wouldn't believe the labor involved in choking back tears all day long. Tiring!)
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Simmering....
Oh I LOVE these types of discussions. I thrive on them. I only wish I knew more people who would hash it out with me! Thank you to those that did privately and in comments. There is much to consider. If you have anything to add, please, please, please do. I know you are some smart ladies with some deep thoughts and things to say! I appreciate the input tons.
Still mulling it over, I do believe, like all of you have said about yourselves, I will fall somewhere in the middle, I'm not exactly sure where on the continuum. It will probably change with time....
As a lover of biblical doctrine, it does not bore me, at all. I feel like it doesn't have to be made to appear fancy or exciting or inviting. It is innately all that. It is beyond hip and cool, for every generation. It makes me sad that we would have to "revamp." But maybe it just what churches have done with it that needs some tweaking.
I also like politics a little and babies a lot, born and unborn.
What does this mean? I don't exactly know other than this is what God has given me to work with.
I just don't want to leave Him behind, in the background, while I run to serve.
I don't want my relationship with Him left unmentioned, while my passion for others is what I discuss most. I don't want His saving grace, the gift of eternal life, the forgiveness (of ALL MY SINS!) to grow dim as my pursuit of justice gains brightness. I don't want to quote only authors and never scripture.
My life will end before too long, and theirs will as well. The cares of this world will swiftly wash away. The hope of Eternity is the great equalizing factor, for all of us. It matters much.
It is my hope that others will be able to see my faith by my works. I want to show sacrificial love and generosity that exceeds humanitarian effort, what could only happen with divine intervention.
He is good. If I do good, it is only because of Him.
This is my processing-outloud. If I die soon, I would like my children to remember me as nicer than I was, and thoughtful about important matters. :)
May God always have the glory. Praise Him for He is sovereign and He is just He deserves all the attention.
He reigns, glory hallelujah, He reigns.
That is no joke.
Still mulling it over, I do believe, like all of you have said about yourselves, I will fall somewhere in the middle, I'm not exactly sure where on the continuum. It will probably change with time....
As a lover of biblical doctrine, it does not bore me, at all. I feel like it doesn't have to be made to appear fancy or exciting or inviting. It is innately all that. It is beyond hip and cool, for every generation. It makes me sad that we would have to "revamp." But maybe it just what churches have done with it that needs some tweaking.
I also like politics a little and babies a lot, born and unborn.
What does this mean? I don't exactly know other than this is what God has given me to work with.
I just don't want to leave Him behind, in the background, while I run to serve.
I don't want my relationship with Him left unmentioned, while my passion for others is what I discuss most. I don't want His saving grace, the gift of eternal life, the forgiveness (of ALL MY SINS!) to grow dim as my pursuit of justice gains brightness. I don't want to quote only authors and never scripture.
My life will end before too long, and theirs will as well. The cares of this world will swiftly wash away. The hope of Eternity is the great equalizing factor, for all of us. It matters much.
It is my hope that others will be able to see my faith by my works. I want to show sacrificial love and generosity that exceeds humanitarian effort, what could only happen with divine intervention.
He is good. If I do good, it is only because of Him.
This is my processing-outloud. If I die soon, I would like my children to remember me as nicer than I was, and thoughtful about important matters. :)
May God always have the glory. Praise Him for He is sovereign and He is just He deserves all the attention.
He reigns, glory hallelujah, He reigns.
That is no joke.
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
The emerging church
People I deeply respect are passionately for it.
Other people I deeply respect are passionately against it.
Books I've read by all the currently popular people, the books my friends are referencing, books that have inspired me to do, seem to fall into this line of thinking, the emerging church.
And, it's everywhere, all over people's lives. It has awakened many, opened eyes to truly good works, to the horrific atrocities around the globe occurring every day.
Why do some biblical scholars stand adamantly opposed? Are they just old fashioned, stuck? Are they talking about that other emerging church group? Is there a difference between the emerging churches or is it one big emerging church?
It may appear out of balance, placing too much emphasis on service, relationship with others, self propelled action, and not enough on sound doctrine, relationship with God, keeping Him on the throne.
Could only people with posh lifestyles by most worldwide standards say such a thing?
Can doing good become our god? What is the point of doing if we do not share the good news of the gospel about the God that is able to save to the uttermost with the people we are doing for? Should we be more concerned with saving souls than saving lives, or equally with both?
Can we really set the world right? How? Is that where our focus should lie?
What does it look like to love justice? Set the captive free?
They say hypocrisy within the church is making it difficult for young people to believe or retain their faith through their college years. Doesn't this type of 'movement' help thwart that by putting our money where our mouths are?
So much to think about....so many questions....I need to go read the gospels.
If you know anything about this, I welcome your feedback. I'm trying to learn. These questions keep me awake.
Other people I deeply respect are passionately against it.
Books I've read by all the currently popular people, the books my friends are referencing, books that have inspired me to do, seem to fall into this line of thinking, the emerging church.
And, it's everywhere, all over people's lives. It has awakened many, opened eyes to truly good works, to the horrific atrocities around the globe occurring every day.
Why do some biblical scholars stand adamantly opposed? Are they just old fashioned, stuck? Are they talking about that other emerging church group? Is there a difference between the emerging churches or is it one big emerging church?
It may appear out of balance, placing too much emphasis on service, relationship with others, self propelled action, and not enough on sound doctrine, relationship with God, keeping Him on the throne.
Could only people with posh lifestyles by most worldwide standards say such a thing?
Can doing good become our god? What is the point of doing if we do not share the good news of the gospel about the God that is able to save to the uttermost with the people we are doing for? Should we be more concerned with saving souls than saving lives, or equally with both?
Can we really set the world right? How? Is that where our focus should lie?
What does it look like to love justice? Set the captive free?
They say hypocrisy within the church is making it difficult for young people to believe or retain their faith through their college years. Doesn't this type of 'movement' help thwart that by putting our money where our mouths are?
So much to think about....so many questions....I need to go read the gospels.
If you know anything about this, I welcome your feedback. I'm trying to learn. These questions keep me awake.
The Devil Lives at Wal Mart
Really, I believe he does. Along with all my money after today.
Customer service, anyone? Hello? A N Y O N E see me with my 5 kids and my 2 carts + the big plastic drawer thing that wouldn't fit into overflow cart #2 that my 6 year old is trying his best, (bless his little heart) to haul out to our van while the 8 year old daughter pushes the 1 year old in the stroller and the toddler boys walk behind their mama like good kids? I know you see us because the entire.time. we spent shopping, which was over 2 hours! (Yes, indeed. 120 blissful minutes.) you were either turning yourself completely around to make sure and catch a second glimpse of the woman who so obviously enjoys procreating and should wear a scarlet B for Breeder on her shirt, or you were sneering, glaring, shaking your head at us because EACH ONE of my children was not PERFECTLY behaved, ACCORDING TO YOU every second of our shopping extravaganza. Seriously people. Shopping spree observation is NOT a good indicator of the type of parent a person is, or the type of children they have. Shopping is HARDER than almost anything else that must be done on a regular basis. D I F F I C U L T. NOT like real, everyday, at home life.
If you see us fumbling through the parking lot, in an effort to transport our massive loot, why not lend a helping hand, rather than stare at the spectacle? Why?
I buy a lot at once BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO GO BACK ANYTIME SOON. Shocking? I don't think so. I take my kids shopping because I don't choose to leave during the evenings when we are actually doing things together as a family, that are FUN, unlike visiting the devil's playground. Don't hate me because I've got kids who EAT FOOD, so we have to PURCHASE IT SOMEWHERE. Or do. Whatever. I don't even care. I just get tired of feeling like a parade.
Would it hurt you to stop staring long enough to actually trek your judgemental little self over to us and ask if you may be of assistance? I mean, I know you're busy cranking your neck around to watch and all.
I'm going to help when I see a mom in need, one who is trying to mind her own business and make it through the parking lot so she can go home....just as soon my kids are big enough to allow me to be helpful to someone other than them. I may even teach them to be kind and do the same. Imagine that! And no, I won't forget. I will not, I will not, I will not.
I've sure been blog venting a lot haven't I? Sometimes I just need to get it out. IN CAPITAL LETTERS. Then, I usually delete it because I doubt my children will care to read my rants in their blog book, and if I die soon, I want them to remember me as a nicer person than I truly am.
Been too busy shopping at Wal Mart, (and celebrating Tyden's birthday!) to blog much.
Will post pictures of the 5 year old soon.
How I love, love, love that boy. Yes I do.
Customer service, anyone? Hello? A N Y O N E see me with my 5 kids and my 2 carts + the big plastic drawer thing that wouldn't fit into overflow cart #2 that my 6 year old is trying his best, (bless his little heart) to haul out to our van while the 8 year old daughter pushes the 1 year old in the stroller and the toddler boys walk behind their mama like good kids? I know you see us because the entire.time. we spent shopping, which was over 2 hours! (Yes, indeed. 120 blissful minutes.) you were either turning yourself completely around to make sure and catch a second glimpse of the woman who so obviously enjoys procreating and should wear a scarlet B for Breeder on her shirt, or you were sneering, glaring, shaking your head at us because EACH ONE of my children was not PERFECTLY behaved, ACCORDING TO YOU every second of our shopping extravaganza. Seriously people. Shopping spree observation is NOT a good indicator of the type of parent a person is, or the type of children they have. Shopping is HARDER than almost anything else that must be done on a regular basis. D I F F I C U L T. NOT like real, everyday, at home life.
If you see us fumbling through the parking lot, in an effort to transport our massive loot, why not lend a helping hand, rather than stare at the spectacle? Why?
I buy a lot at once BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO GO BACK ANYTIME SOON. Shocking? I don't think so. I take my kids shopping because I don't choose to leave during the evenings when we are actually doing things together as a family, that are FUN, unlike visiting the devil's playground. Don't hate me because I've got kids who EAT FOOD, so we have to PURCHASE IT SOMEWHERE. Or do. Whatever. I don't even care. I just get tired of feeling like a parade.
Would it hurt you to stop staring long enough to actually trek your judgemental little self over to us and ask if you may be of assistance? I mean, I know you're busy cranking your neck around to watch and all.
I'm going to help when I see a mom in need, one who is trying to mind her own business and make it through the parking lot so she can go home....just as soon my kids are big enough to allow me to be helpful to someone other than them. I may even teach them to be kind and do the same. Imagine that! And no, I won't forget. I will not, I will not, I will not.
I've sure been blog venting a lot haven't I? Sometimes I just need to get it out. IN CAPITAL LETTERS. Then, I usually delete it because I doubt my children will care to read my rants in their blog book, and if I die soon, I want them to remember me as a nicer person than I truly am.
Been too busy shopping at Wal Mart, (and celebrating Tyden's birthday!) to blog much.
Will post pictures of the 5 year old soon.
How I love, love, love that boy. Yes I do.
Monday, September 07, 2009
Bob's cousin's wedding.
I was a blubbering idot during this song while the bride and her father danced. NOT pretty.
Later in the evening, all I could do was smile as I watched my girl spin and spin and dance with her daddy. I meant to take my camera, and in the rush to get out of the house forgot it. The image is etched in my mind's eye....hope it stays forever. He loved her first.
Later in the evening, all I could do was smile as I watched my girl spin and spin and dance with her daddy. I meant to take my camera, and in the rush to get out of the house forgot it. The image is etched in my mind's eye....hope it stays forever. He loved her first.
Thursday, September 03, 2009
The homestead
Pictures of our house have to be included in our dossier documents for the adoption, to show we can take care of the kids properly, I guess. I thought it might be nice to have them here, recorded for future decades, so we can laugh at how 'dated' our house was waaaay back in 2009.
The living room
Dining room
Playroom
Boy's room (they will soon be getting an interesting new bed configuration built by dad that will make more space because I mentioned the idea of splitting up the 4 boys, 2 per bedroom room and they acted like I suggested we amputate their right arms.)
Kid's bathroom
Kitchen
Kitchen table, nice and clean
Kitchen table how it actually looks during school (Not included in the set of paperwork we turned in. Just put here because I'm all about keepin it real for my people. YaknowhatI'msayinmysistas? :) 
Outdoor play area
The clan
Haha. These make me laugh. They are the "passport sized" photos we had to take. Dad and Mom. Clooooose up. Blaaaaah!! I hardly ever take pictures of myself, ESPECIALLY alone. So I suppose it's good to have this. You know, to show that I am, in fact, not physically conjoined to children.
Alright, back to the messy kitchen table for more school work now- Tuesday, September 01, 2009
Be careful little lives how you live.
Over the past number of days and weeks, I have been in touch with an old, dear friend, corresponding almost daily. Memories have resurfaced. Some wonderful, some rather painful. As another person, someone who was once very hurtful to me has been brought back to mind, I have realized that I am not as good at forgiveness as I would like to proclaim, not as mature as I would hope to be. That forgiveness does not easily and generously flow toward someone who has not acknowledged the error of her ways, nor apologized for her actions.
I am again reminded of Luke 6.
Here is verse 36: Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.
Ouch. But, but, but.....
I've got so many seemingly valid, justified reasons!
Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.
Have you any idea how much that affected me at such a tender age?
Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.
She still, 2 decades later shows no remorse!
Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.
My life would have been completely different had that not occurred.
Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.
Sometimes we like to categorize our lives. Fool ourselves into thinking there is little overlap.
I am a good mom. I may have some 'issues' in other areas. I gossip like a fiend. Speak poorly of my husband, my parents, my inlaws, my pastor. Critique or criticize too much, too freely, where there is no profit. Tell white lies. Show poor judgement. Act foolishly. But with my children, I'm doing great! I love them fiercely and show it openly. They can remain unaffected.
I believe it is not possible to segregate like that. Our children are observant, and absorbent, more than we may care to admit. They say our ideals, our values, our priorities are caught not taught. Were truer words ever spoken? Little eyes are watching. Little ears are listening. Little impressionable hearts following suit. Sobering.
If I hold a grudge, maintain resentments, harbor ill will toward another person, (or several other people!) it will manifest. My true colors are inevitably exposed, they can not be hidden from the ones I spend my days and nights, hours and moments with. They see me. They hear me. Even when I think they're not paying attention, they are. They quietly notice.
I do not want to leave a legacy of bitterness, harshness, an eye for an eye mentality. It is not just about modeling good behavior, but a transformation of the mind and heart that can only take place by surrendering to the ways of my Lord, which are clearly higher than mine, those that are chalk full of self justification. There is no justification for living blatantly, intentionally contrary to what God requires of me when I know better. It may not be my natural tendency and it is certainly difficult to accomplish, but offering forgiveness, turning the other cheek, loving and blessing my enemies will reap dividends of both temporary and eternal worth, not just for myself but for the young ones entrusted to my care as well.
I will openly pray for the "enemy" of my youth, with my children. Although hard, this is a good opportunity to be an example as I try to follow Christ not just in word, but in deed. I will tell them it is not what I feel like doing, yet I am going to do it anyway. And as I am obedient, I will ask God to change my heart. I too, need this from those I have hurt.
Luke 6:27-36 "But I tell you who hear me: Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you. If someone strikes you on one cheek, turn to him the other also. If someone takes your cloak, do not stop him from taking your tunic. Give to everyone who asks you, and if anyone takes what belongs to you, do not demand it back. Do to others as you would have them do to you.
"If you love those who love you, what credit is that to you? Even 'sinners' love those who love them. And if you do good to those who are good to you, what credit is that to you? Even 'sinners' do that. And if you lend to those from whom you expect repayment, what credit is that to you? Even 'sinners' lend to 'sinners,' expecting to be repaid in full. But love your enemies, do good to them, and lend to them without expecting to get anything back. Then your reward will be great, and you will be sons of the Most High, because he is kind to the ungrateful and wicked. Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.
I am again reminded of Luke 6.
Here is verse 36: Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.
Ouch. But, but, but.....
I've got so many seemingly valid, justified reasons!
Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.
Have you any idea how much that affected me at such a tender age?
Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.
She still, 2 decades later shows no remorse!
Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.
My life would have been completely different had that not occurred.
Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.
Sometimes we like to categorize our lives. Fool ourselves into thinking there is little overlap.
I am a good mom. I may have some 'issues' in other areas. I gossip like a fiend. Speak poorly of my husband, my parents, my inlaws, my pastor. Critique or criticize too much, too freely, where there is no profit. Tell white lies. Show poor judgement. Act foolishly. But with my children, I'm doing great! I love them fiercely and show it openly. They can remain unaffected.
I believe it is not possible to segregate like that. Our children are observant, and absorbent, more than we may care to admit. They say our ideals, our values, our priorities are caught not taught. Were truer words ever spoken? Little eyes are watching. Little ears are listening. Little impressionable hearts following suit. Sobering.
If I hold a grudge, maintain resentments, harbor ill will toward another person, (or several other people!) it will manifest. My true colors are inevitably exposed, they can not be hidden from the ones I spend my days and nights, hours and moments with. They see me. They hear me. Even when I think they're not paying attention, they are. They quietly notice.
I do not want to leave a legacy of bitterness, harshness, an eye for an eye mentality. It is not just about modeling good behavior, but a transformation of the mind and heart that can only take place by surrendering to the ways of my Lord, which are clearly higher than mine, those that are chalk full of self justification. There is no justification for living blatantly, intentionally contrary to what God requires of me when I know better. It may not be my natural tendency and it is certainly difficult to accomplish, but offering forgiveness, turning the other cheek, loving and blessing my enemies will reap dividends of both temporary and eternal worth, not just for myself but for the young ones entrusted to my care as well.
I will openly pray for the "enemy" of my youth, with my children. Although hard, this is a good opportunity to be an example as I try to follow Christ not just in word, but in deed. I will tell them it is not what I feel like doing, yet I am going to do it anyway. And as I am obedient, I will ask God to change my heart. I too, need this from those I have hurt.
Luke 6:27-36 "But I tell you who hear me: Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you. If someone strikes you on one cheek, turn to him the other also. If someone takes your cloak, do not stop him from taking your tunic. Give to everyone who asks you, and if anyone takes what belongs to you, do not demand it back. Do to others as you would have them do to you.
"If you love those who love you, what credit is that to you? Even 'sinners' love those who love them. And if you do good to those who are good to you, what credit is that to you? Even 'sinners' do that. And if you lend to those from whom you expect repayment, what credit is that to you? Even 'sinners' lend to 'sinners,' expecting to be repaid in full. But love your enemies, do good to them, and lend to them without expecting to get anything back. Then your reward will be great, and you will be sons of the Most High, because he is kind to the ungrateful and wicked. Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful.
That's one big bed.
How cute is this helper?
Daddy-o is making triple bunks for the kids. This is the girl's. It will have a full on the bottom, another full in the middle, and a twin on top. Jayla, Meadow and Clover will be able to comfortably share a room, and still have space for their dresser. How fun is that?
Will show the finished product after we move it inside. We still need to buy a couple of mattresses.
Daddy-o is making triple bunks for the kids. This is the girl's. It will have a full on the bottom, another full in the middle, and a twin on top. Jayla, Meadow and Clover will be able to comfortably share a room, and still have space for their dresser. How fun is that? 
Will show the finished product after we move it inside. We still need to buy a couple of mattresses. Wrapping up Flint's dossier today with a trip to our Dr. office, then to the post office to send it off to the Colorado secretary of state for authentication. Whew. Loved going through that process again : )
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