pink cupcakes

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I asked Sarah what she wanted to bake and she said CUPCAKES!  First, we had to walk to the coop to gather some eggs, and then we went to the kitchen and set to work.

(I had to make a second cup of coffee after dumping flour in the first cup.)

We used silicone cupcake liners for the first time, I gave them to Sarah and she put them in the muffin tin.

After they baked and cooled, and Sarah was napping, I spent some quiet time in the kitchen decorating them (she had requested pink ones).

I handed her a cupcake when she woke up from her nap.  Before she tasted it, she asked questions.

“Is it pink?  Does it have a candy on it?”  She knew the answers, but lately she just honestly enjoys having conversations about everything.

There was one cake leftover this morning and it was Caleb’s brilliant idea to dump out the tomatoes and use the carton as a carrier.  He will be eating a very pretty, pink cupcake, for school snacktime today.

 

 

 

our visit with Hannah

 

(Caleb and Hannah’s list of things to do)

 

Kindred spirits are not so scarce as I used to think.

It’s splendid to find out there are so many of them in the world.” 

LM Montgomery

 

 

Last week, we welcomed Hannah into our home.  Hannah and I met here on xanga about five years ago, and began writing letters back and forth.  We have a lot of the same interests, including family, reading, music, and love for the Lord.  We sensed that we were kindred spirits and dreamed of meeting someday.  It was such a blessing to finally see each other face to face.  She was here from Tuesday afternoon (the 15th) to Monday evening (the 21st).  I have a lot of nice pictures from our visit and I wanted to get them all together into one blog post, along with some notes of what we did while she was here.

 

on TUESDAY….

 

 

I baked a cake for Hannah’s Tuesday afternoon arrival.  I decorated it like an envelope, with our addresses, in honor of our writing letters to each other back and forth for so long.  I used a lemon cake mix and frosted it with homemade frosting, with my little Seth and Sarah sitting on the counter, watching.  They love to see the colors get mixed into the frosting.  As soon as we were done, we bundled up to drive to the airport.

 

On the way, we stopped at the grocery store and bought flowers for Seth’s bedroom, which was where we put Hannah for the week. 

 

It took her a day of travel to arrive here from Alaska.  She was such a trooper, and stayed awake the whole day despite jet lag and all that travelling. 

 

As soon as we got her in the house and settled, I fried us some fresh eggs for a snack.  She gave me the gifts she brought me; a new quilted table runner (she made it) and a set of owl salt and pepper shakers.  We were amused that the plates I served the eggs on matched, perfectly.

 

My darling little Sarah, having a snack.

 

Sarah Joy and Hannah, getting to know one another.

 

While Hannah and I were busy talking, Sarah got into the pretty cake!  She put finger prints all along the bottom, tasting the yummy frosting.

I admit I was somewhat aghast, but dear Hannah told me to take a picture.

 

Hannah read books to Caleb, Seth, and Sarah.

For dinner we had honey baked chicken.

 

on WEDNESDAY….

On Wednesday, we woke up to fresh snow and a snow day for the school children.  It was a wonderful day for them to spend time with Hannah, and we wondered, did she bring the snow from Alaska with her?  Caleb took us outside for a morning walk in our pajamas.

Sarah in her nightie.  (with pants and warm boots underneath)

 

 

 

We made yummy muffins from the cookbook I gave to Hannah for Christmas.

 By the way, if you have day old muffins, they taste delicious split in half, buttered, and grilled in a pan. 

 

Hannah plays the piano and we girls did a LOT of singing.  We sang a lot of hymns from the hymnbook, and some praise songs, too.  She has sheet music stored on her ipad, with a wireless pedal so she can turn the pages hands-free!  Very cool.

 

She has a beautiful singing voice, and it was a dream to be able to sing two part harmony together (she choked up more than once), we both love the old hymns.  Grace’s beautiful soprano voice made it even more lovely. 

Hannah took a break from singing now and then, so she could concentrate on the piano playing.

 

Since it was a snowday, we were able to go to Panera for lunch, leaving the little ones napping and Jacob in charge.  Then, OH JOY! we went to the bookstore for coffee.  We each picked out some magazines to browse through, too.

 

We went to a craft store, because Ethan wanted more yarn for the blanket he’s been crocheting for a couple years now.  Rich came home to the sight of THREE of his boys working away on their handiwork.  Hannah and I made a dishcloth together.  She would do a few rows and then pass it to me, so we got it done in no time.

Caleb had beginner lessons in crochet, and David crocheted three long strands and then had me braid them together for a rope.

 

Parker, our big lovey boy dog, also adored Hannah.

 

 

Hannah gave David his very first piano lesson.

We had chili for dinner.

 

on THURSDAY….

She gathered eggs.

We went for a walk.

 

We drank a lot of tea and coffee.

 

We snuggled in blankets on the couch and talked. 

And, after school, we took Grace and visited a fabric store.  Hannah quilts and sews and she was like a kid in a candy store.  She was able to fill her arms with some lovely fabric for herself.  I bought some fat quarters and some darling Beatrix Potter buttons which Sarah promptly took and ran off with.  I haven’t seen them since.

Rich brought home pizza for dinner that night.

on FRIDAY….

 

We went to the coffee shop in town with Seth and Sarah.  Hannah and I sat at a table by the window, and the two little ones sat at their table next to us; so so darling.  We snacked on bagels and cake and drank the most delicious caramel lattes.  I love our small town coffee shop.

There was a store next door that I had never been in.  When Hannah saw an owl calendar in the store window she asked if we could go inside.  It ended up being the most delightful place, my friends, FULL of beautiful and unique little things.  I bought a few things for myself and others, my favorite being a leather wrap bracelet.

 

Hannah made a homemade noodle dish for dinner that night.

Incidentally, her recipe is here today.

 

on SATURDAY….

We went to NYC.  What an adventure!

When we came home, we ate leftover noodles for dinner.

 

on SUNDAY….

On Sunday we went to church together.  Afterwards, Hannah and I took the four older boys to Crackerbarrel for lunch.  We all sat together at a big round table in the corner.

We had a lazy Sunday afternoon……..and little Caleb did one more item on his list…..”read to Hannah”

For dinner we had a nice big salad. 

 

and, lastly, on MONDAY….

This picture was taken by Kathy on the last day of Hannah’s visit. Soon after, I had to drive her back to the airport.  We had such a great time together and she proved to be just what I gathered by her letters and blog; pure sweetness and so very pleasant and kind.  We all love her.  My only wish is that she lived closer!

 

 

 “True friends are always together in spirit.”  LM Montgomery (one of our favorite writers)

 

 

 

 

winter wonder

Summer and winter, and springtime and harvest, sun, moon, and stars in their courses above…

…join with all nature in manifold witness to thy great faithfulness, mercy, and love.

Great is Thy faithfulness!  Great is Thy faithfulness!  Morning by morning new mercies I see;

All I have needed Thy hand hath provided – great is Thy faithfulness, Lord unto me!

Thomas O. Chisholm, 1866-1960

 

 

Last Thursday, friend Hannah and I took Seth and Sarah out for a winter walk the day after a fresh snowfall.  The trees were covered in gobs of snow, and the wind kept blowing them, down and down.  The children, all bundled up like fat teddy bears, opened their mouths to eat some.

In fact, we had somewhat of a struggle, just keeping them off the ground, they were so industrious with their angels and snow-eating!

I love the words to the old hymn, Great is Thy Faithfulness

God is especially near to me today, as I think about my school children, who are all in lock down at school.  A bullet was found on one of the buses this morning, and as a precaution the administration has ordered a lock down until they know what’s going on.  I understand, and I know, that all of our schools are hurting and need to be so very careful, after what happened in Newtown.  My mama heart aches for this time we live in.

As far as I am able, I will not live my life in fear for what might happen.  Part of me thinks, “If I were still homeschooling the children I wouldn’t have to deal with this sort of thing.”  Or, would I?  Is it logical or wise to stay away from any places of possible danger?  If it were, there would be no place to go.  The safest place to be is in the hands of God, and that is where I have placed myself and my family for all time, come what may.

I do know one thing, I’ll be EXTRA happy to have my precious children back home at the end of this day!

Please say a little prayer for us, dear friends!  Thank you so much.

Much love to you all.

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I’m writing this at the end of the day.  The children are home now, just a little worn out from the day.  Jacob was in lock down in the boy’s locker room for a while.  It got so cold that the teacher recieved permission to move them to another room.  Ethan and his class spent 2 hours on the floor of his classroom and then was able to get up and sit at his desk.  All in quiet.  Grace’s teacher used the time to read out loud to the class, which I appreciated.  David and Caleb were fine, as I think they were sheltered more from the whole story.

Thank you to those who saw this in time to pray for us.  I appreciate it!

 

homemade noodles

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hannah brought a favorite family recipe with her so she could make dinner for us.  First, she simmered two chickens in water to cover.  When they were tender, she turned off the stovetop and took them out of the pot to let them cool.  Meanwhile, she mixed up a batch of homemade noodles and let them dry slightly, on a cookie sheet.

Once the chicken was cool enough to handle, she picked all the meat off the bones, resulting in a nice big bowl of meat.

She skimmed the fat off the broth and adjusted the seasonings with chicken bouillon, & salt.

Once the broth was back to boiling, she dropped the noodles in, and added the chicken.

She made a big pot of fluffy mashed potatoes and we ate the noodles and broth in bowls, on top of the potatoes.  The meal was a labor of love, and pure, filling, comfort food.  She left me with her noodle recipe, so I can make them myself.  You can try them, too.

 

Hannah’s Noodles

4-5 eggs, slightly beaten
add 1/2 tsp salt,
1/4 cup butter, room temperature
stir in flour-stiff enough (but not too stiff!) so it won’t stick to hands (about 2.5 cups)-add gradually
roll out dough, 1/4 at a time, VERY VERY THIN, add flour so it doesn’t stick
roll up, slice

Lay noodles out on cookie sheets to dry.

Add to boiling broth, a few at a time.

 

 

NYC pictures

On Saturday I took my friend Hannah, and my daughter Grace to New York City.  Never would I have thought that I would be brave enough to venture into New York as the woman in charge….but I have encouraging friends (Kathy and my husband) who were convinced that all would be well, so away we three quiet country ladies went — to see the hustle and bustle of the city.

We drove to New Haven, CT, got on the train there, and rode it into Grand Central Station. 

 

The first picture I took was (for my brother, David) of the ceiling at this big, bustling place.

The ceiling over the Main Concourse, with its famous mural of the stars, is one of Grand Central Terminal’s most famous features. However, eagle-eyed visitors will notice that the zodiac on the ceiling is depicted backwards. 

Some have speculated that this was a mistake by the artist, Paul Helleu. The real reason, according to official documents, is that the painter was inspired by a medieval manuscript that showed the heavens as they would have been seen from outside the celestial sphere.  source:: about.com

 

My friend Hannah is from Alaska, and this was her first trip to the city.  I think it was an amazing experience for her.

This is her first reaction of it all, coming out of Grand Central and onto the streets::: (love this smile!)

 

It was Grace’s first trip to the city, too. 

(It was my fifth).

 

 

 

 

 

 

We ate a fantastic lunch at Rock Center Cafe.  The ice skating rink was just outside, and we could see the skaters as we ate.

We all indulged in big, juicy hamburgers::

 

 

Times Square

 

 

 

 

We had a coffee break in Starbucks, Times Square……

And admired the beautiful bookstore.

 

We spent all our time walking, people watching (people watching is the best!), going into neat shops, and finding souvenirs for Hannah to take home to her children. 

Being “country mice” we all three were in agreement.  The city is a great and exciting place to visit, but we wouldn’t want to live there.

It was a wonderful day and a memory that we will always cherish.  All in all, we actually experienced just a very tiny fraction of all this place has to offer.  However, now that I know I can do it on my own, I think I can see many more NYC adventures in my future.   

 

“The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience.” Eleanor Roosevelt

 

january thaw

Fifty-five degrees in my neck of the woods today.  I know it may not seem like much to my friends in warm climates, but for New England, it’s the makings of a lovely January thaw.  Yesterday our lawn still had a covering of snow.  Today it is gone, all except the edges and deeper piles. 

Seth wanted to go outside, and let me assure you, it was not my idea that he go straight to the muddy driveway and start playing around in ooey gooey mud.

No, but he’s so smart, he thought of it all on his own.

I understand him, though, and I don’t mind, because I also love good, clean, mud…the smell, the usefulness (to make pies)….however, I don’t play in it any longer.

 

****warning**** some of these dirty pictures may be offensive to some viewers****

 

After I got mud splattered on my self, my hair, and my camera, I wandered away….

….and discovered daffodils and crocus coming up.  (I really can’t believe it)

Seth and I ate our lunch out on the porch.  (oh, joy!)  It really does feel like spring.

Little Sarah had gotten up this morning so very grumpy that she was put back to bed at 9, so it was a nice time this morning for Seth and I to be together, just the two of us.

We came back inside after lunch and when Sarah came downstairs after her nap, I noticed she had put on some happy shoes.

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I am filled with anticipation today because my friend Hannah is travelling here from Alaska.  She will arrive tomorrow morning at 11 and I will be picking her up from the airport.  She’s staying for a week.  I met Hannah here in blogland years ago, and we’ve been penpals ever since.

Blogging has added so much joy to my life.

 

Have a happy (muddy?) Monday!