tasting goodness

“Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the one who takes refuge in Him.”  Psalm 34:8

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Enough snow fell on the day before Thanksgiving that the children have been able to go outside and play with their snow boards and sleds.  The sunshine was so bright yesterday that it hurt my eyes.

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Still, it is a pleasure to feel the cold on my face, and to breath in the fresh air.

I cautioned the children way too many times to steer AWAY from the trees and pond and road.

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David lined his boots with garbage bags.

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Our house sits on a hill, a hill steep enough for the children to go down……such a joy for them.

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Seth threw a snow ball at his Mama.

He had gloves on that were way to big.  In this family, they just grab anything and hope for the best.

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Hats, mittens, and gloves stress me out.

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We went for a walk around and said hello to the hens.

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The children slid down the rock like it was a slide and then I think the chicken tried it, too.

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David chased Billy up a tree.   Billy went carefully and silently around and around to find the best way to get back down.

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He is a smart cat.

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Thanksgiving 2014

I planned, I shopped, I fussed, I baked, I did a hundred little things, and then…….it was over.

I am a little tired and blue today, so I decided to blog about our wonderful day, to cheer myself up.

The Lord is good.

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My sister said that her heart was warmed, as David gently stirred the pot with her and talked about things.

Later, Jason told me he thought David was so smart and had an engineering type of mind.

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My niece Abigail peeled potatoes with Grace.  10 pounds of potatoes.

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With a cup of cheer in my hand and my handsome husband.  I am so thankful for Rich.  Today he caught me before I fell on the ice outside…it took me a few steps to gather my balance and he made me laugh by staying strong and saying dryly, “You okay?  This is just like walking with a newborn calf that can’t get his legs under himself!”

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On Thanksgiving Day, Abbie turned fourteen.

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Grace and Naomi played with their Bitty Babies.  Sarah’s room is still a total disaster from all the playing (searching for the doll stuff).  Aren’t they adorable?  I love everything about this picture.

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Handsome brother Isaac, and son Jacob.

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Michael came over, too, and there was a game of Monopoly that lasted for hours.

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Abbie and Cassandra

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My beautiful daughter Grace.

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Grace practiced her french braiding skills on Aunt Cassandra.

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Rich fell asleep after dinner and clean up.  Jason fell asleep in the recliner, too.  It’s the smart thing to do on Thanksgiving day.

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The children colored with the smelly markers.

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Then, it was time for birthday cake.  I’m so thankful that we were able to spend the day with Abbie.  She’s a beautiful young lady and we are proud of her.  It was a blessing to end Thanksgiving day with birthday cake.

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also remembering….

early morning phone call from brother Dave
weston got wet in the pond
we took family portraits for christmas cards
sarah wore a red ribbon
i burnt the rolls
but the pies were to die for
we lost sarah outside; it turned out she was with her brother E
aunt amanda made ethan proud of his muscles
laughing over the Andy Griffeth show
we cheered up aunt cassandra because she was sad and missing her family
rich was quiet all day until 9pm.  then he went for a run and then wanted to take me out shopping. (no)
jacob dressed up in a tie
food was wonderfully good, so was the drink
seth was especially energetic and was the child most likely to get reprimanded
ending the day with a nice phone conversation with mom and dad

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Thanks for stopping by the blog today, friends!
You are loved.

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“The Lord lives, and blessed be my rock, and exalted be the God of my salvation.”  Psalm 18:46

“The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want.” Psalm 23:1

“All the paths of the Lord are steadfast love and faithfulness….”  Psalm 25:10

8 thoughts on “tasting goodness

  1. Sorry you are sad today… what a beautiful and memory filled thanksgiving day. So many blessings to fill your heart. You are blessed.
    Thank you for sharing.
    Christina

  2. I loved this post and seeing all of your pictures. I was smiling all the way through it. There is just too much to comment on! I always feel the same way about cooking Thanksgiving Dinner. You do all of that work, and then it’s over in 15 minutes! I loved the picture of David holding the hen…the snow in the trees…the kids playing in the snow…that looks like so much fun! The Billy Cat…I knew he was a smart cat! All of your family pictures…I can just feel the love and joy. I’m so glad you had a great Thanksgiving. Thank you for sharing it with us! Hope you can find some time to rest!

  3. Looks and sounds like a wonderful time! Wow, Abbie is looking like Her mama!! She is sooooooooo pretty! Please don’t tell me she is 14…. Oh, dear I just can’t keep up with these growing kiddos!!! 😉 great post!

  4. Don’t most Monopoly games last forever? Plastic bags are good for boot liners. I learned that when my kids were growing up. A letdown after a holiday is normal. Wishing you good cheer, and enough energy to get ready for Christmas.

  5. In a local store the other day I saw some fiestaware pieces and thought of you.

    Hats and gloves stress me out too, i’m so glad we don’t need them often. Although that’s part of the problem here, we know they’re SOMEWHERE but, where that somewhere is, no one knows.

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