Happy First Birthday!

Caleb waiting for breakfast this morning. . . . .

Rich and I giving our birthday boy a big smooch.

At our house, at the first birthday, the child gets to play with their cake.

Caleb was furious to have his cake taken from him.  Then, Daddy butchered it!

Would you like a piece of cake?  It’s sitting pretty in a “peacock” fiesta dessert bowl.

With just a little help, Caleb opened his gift.  Then, we all had fun watching it spin!

We have this moment
to hold in our hands
and to touch
as it slips through our fingers like sand.
Yesterday’s gone
and tomorrow may never come
but we have this moment
today.

Busy. . . . .

We were up late last night.  We took the kids to see fireworks  It was fun and it was beautiful.  Caleb was especially cute.  His little eyes would blink-blink at the bright lights and then he would point up at them.  The boys watched silently, with a comment or a cheer now and then.  Grace was another story, she was bounces, giggles, laughter, chitter-chatter, and excitement (“that’s what little girls are made of”).
Did you ever notice that when you think, “oh, the kids are so tired, they’ll sleep SO good tonight”, it doesn’t happen?  David woke up with a bad dream at 4:00am.  Rich and I had a very hard time getting back to sleep.
We were up for the day before 8, faced with the challenge of cleaning the house for online pictures (to sell the house).  Oh, was that hard.  I ALMOST thought about crying when the real estate agent was walking down the driveway and I checked the boys room to see a “pig pen”.  But, thankfully, it all came together and our agent was nothing but praise for us, “I can’t believe you have 5 children in this house, you would never know it”.  Apparently she’s seen a few houses in her day that were less than clean. 
That’s over now and the papers are signed.  The house is officially on the market and I have to be ready with short notice for people to come see it.  I have to be out of the house on Wednesday from 9 to 3 for the agents to all come see it.
Rich had a softball game today and we just got back and fed the kids and put them to bed.

Now we’re going to try to get take out and have a nice late dinner together.

Relax

Writing Lesson and Thoughts. . . . . .

Writing Lesson:

I read this in an old Reader’s Digest and thought it was funny:

How to Write Good

Avoid run-on sentences they are hard to read.
No sentence fragments.
It behooves us to avoid archaisms.
Also, avoid awkward or affected alliteration.
Don’t use no double negetives.
If I’ve told you once, I’ve told you a thousand times:  Resist hyperbole.
Avoid commas, that are not necessary.
Verbs has to agree with their subjects.
Avoid trendy locutions that sound flaky.
Writing carefully, dangling participles should not be used.
Kill all exclamation points!!!
Never use a long word when a diminutive one will do.
Proofread carefully to see if you any words out.
Take the bull by the hand, and don’t mix metaphors.
Don’t verb nouns.
Never, ever use repetitive redundancies.
Las but not least, avoid cliches like the plague.

Okay, maybe this is not interesting to some of you, but I got a chuckle out of it.

and Thoughts. . . . . . .

I spent some time today w/Karen.  It was nice to visit with a friend.  We talked a little bit about eating organically.  Do any of you have any suggestions or comments about healthy food choices?  Recipes?  I made a recipe using bulger (whole grain wheat) last week and it was good.  It was basically a pilaf, you saute mushrooms and green onions in some butter, add the bulger and some water, cover it and bake it in the oven.  It had a nice, nutty, earthy taste to it.
I feel a pull to slow down and get back to a basic lifestyle.  I want to focus on my relationship with the Lord, family and friends, to love my neighbors and my church family, to enjoy God’s creation, to eat and drink in a more healthy way, to re-discover the meanings of holidays, to teach my children how to be creative without plugging something in or replacing batteries.  I love to read, I love quiet, and I love the simple things in life. 

My Five . . . .

For those of you who don’t know. . . . .(I love making new friends in blog-land!). . . .my husband and I have 5 little ones.  Jacob is our oldest and he is 9.  Then comes Ethan, who is 8.  They are 14 months apart.  Grace is our only girl and she is 6.  David is 3.  Our “caboose” is Caleb and he will be one on Sunday.


I was emailing with a dear friend of mine yesterday who is expecting her 4th child.  She was out with her kids recently and had someone make a remark to her about “having another?!?”  I had a similar experience at the grocery store.  The lady who was ringing my groceries up said to me (I had all the kids w/me), “I can’t believe you have this many kids and you’re STILL SMILING!”. . . . .AHHHHHHHH, “of course I’m still smiling”, said I, “I have even more reasons to smile now”.


How often we experience wrong ideas about children.  Remember, children are a blessing from God!  Whatever the number we end up with, they’re all a blessing!  Small family, large family, whatever!  We need to have positive attitudes!   Lets be encouraging to other families and other mothers that we see when we’re out and about! 

And, more importantly, lets, as mothers, remember to ENJOY our mothering days!  Walk around with a smile on your face (make those people wonder what’s wrong with you, LOL), enjoy your kids, they are GIFTS to be thankful for!

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A few pictures:

The Family Medical Ward experienced an overflow of volume the other day.  The doctor almost ran out of supplies (toilet paper and scotch tape).  Even the kittens had injuries that needed attention.  Look at Grace with her stump of a hand.  Look how she’s holding up that poor kitten’s back paw.  The baby did NOT appreciate being included and was very frustrated trying to get the tape off his hand.

Our busy yard:

A merry heart doeth good like a medicine!
Proverbs 17:22a

Early naps Backfired

 


Rich and I standing out in front of our house.  Jacob (age 9) took the picture yesterday morning.  Do you see my scarlet fiesta mug?

 

My husband went to work today after 12 days at home.  He had vacation from work and we decided to stay home instead of going away.  It was so nice to just be together.  We met in High School and we’ve been together for 13 years and married for almost 11.  I miss him today, I can’t tell you the good it did us to simply be home enjoying our family.

I titled this post “early naps backfired” because I put the older kids to bed just in time for Caleb to wake up from his nap.  How many times does this happen?  It doesn’t even surprise me anymore.  I was hoping for at least a half an hour rest because I am painfully tired today.  I’m sure a lot of us are less energetic because of yesterday’s festivities!

Across the road there is a small park and the children discovered ripe blackberries.  They picked enough this morning so that we could bake a batch of muffins. 

 

Most folks are about as happy
as they make up their minds to be.
~Abraham Lincoln

Spending time with Grace

The boys are with my husband and Grace and I are home alone with Caleb.  We are under strict orders not to go shopping.  No need to worry, I am not about to spend precious quality time in a mall!  However, we did go to Barnes and Nobles.  Before we went, we enjoyed a cup of tea.

“I sat on a back porch with my mother and daughter one humid southern evening last summer and realized that just one breath, one heartbeat ago, I was in my daughter’s place, sitting with my own mother and grandmother in the damp and fragrant heat.  In yet just another breath, another heartbeat, I realized as well, I would be in my mother’s place, rocking with my own daughter and granddaughter.  How quickly time passes. How quickly the chance to practice open-hearted parenting slips through our hands.  How precious this brief time we are given with our children truly is.                Ask yourself:  “If I were to go through one typical day with my children with this tender, bittersweet awareness of the fleetness and fragility of time in my heart, how would it change my life as a parent?”               Written by Melissa West

Flood Damage in NY

This is a picture that my brother, David, sent me this morning.  This is a familiar highway for Rich and me. . . . .it is where we used to live and travel all the time.  This is actually one exit up from Sidney, where my brother and his wife live.  (Nathan and Melissa)

David said that 2 trucks drove right off into the crack and the drivers were lost. 

Rich and I can hardly imagine this happening. 

David is flooded from his apartment, but thankfully everyone is safe in our families.

Thanks for helping me figure out photobucket Julie!

Okay, so this is the house that Rich and I are in the process of purchasing.  It’s NOT OFFICIAL YET, but getting close.

Yes.

It’s been quite the week.

We were not looking to buy a house, we were planning on buying land and building.  Rich was looking through those little booklets of land/houses to buy and he discovered this house that he immedietly wanted to see.  He looked at it the next day, took me to see it the day after.  It’s a half hour drive to school/church and so I said, “I love it but, no”. . . . .

He couldn’t stop thinking about this house and so on Friday (he had the day off) he made me go look at it again w/Kathy.  We looked at it, she loved it.  When we got home, Rich went and looked at it w/Pastor K.  (glorious’s hubby).  He liked it, too.

The only concern is the drive to school and church.

I DON’T CARE about the drive.

This is the house of my dreams.

4 bedrooms, 2 and a half bathrooms, wrap around porch, fireplace, beautiful master bedroom.

More room! 

2.3 acres of land bordering state forest!

2 ponds!

Quiet, seclusion, and country!

I can have chickens!

It seems flippant to say, “praise the Lord”, but I do say it, with all the reverance and praise that I have in me!

Now, where is that stack of “Country Living” magazines and my scissors?

 

Happy Verses. . . . . . .if you can think of more, please share!

Proverbs 15:13  A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance:  but by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken.

Pr. 15:15  All the days of the afflicted are evil:  but he that is of a merry heart hath a continual feast.

Pr. 17:22  A merry heart doeth good like a medicine:  but a broken spirit drieth the bones.

Proverbs 3 :13  Happy is the man that findeth wisdom, and the man that getteth understanding.

Job 5:17  Happy is the man whom God correcteth:  therefore despise not thou the chastening of the Almighty.

Psalm 144:15  Happy is that people, that is in such a case:  yea, happy is that people, Whose God is the Lord.

James 5:13  Is any merry?  Let him sing songs of praise.

Ps. 32:11  Be glad in the Lord, and rejoice, ye righteous:  and shout for joy, all ye that are upright in heart.

Ps. 100:2  Serve the Lord with gladness:  come before his presence with singing.

Pr. 16:20  He that handleth a matter wisely shall find good:  and who so trusteth in the Lord, happy is he.

Hi!  Well, we’ve been through 2 weeks of summer vacation.  The first day was very difficult for me but in hindsight I know it’s because of the dramatic change of schedule.  I went from 2 children during the school hours, to 5 children all day every day. 

Today I wanted to share something from my life as a mother.  I had noticed that my 3 1/2 year old was getting very mischievous, and he was starting to be slightly rebellious.  Nothing that a stranger would notice (well, I hope not), but something that as a mother, I noticed and sensed (we Christian mothers should not underestimate our discernment and our instincts in raising our babies).

To make a long story short—I realized that he was deprived of attention.  I have a baby who gets lots and lots of love, hugs, and time with Mommy.  The older ones get lots of attention. But, my 3 year old was getting lost in the shuffle.  A 3 year old still needs lots of attention and love, too.

I’ve been holding him more, talking to him (really talking, with all my attention), and making all kinds of contact with him throughout the day.

He is a different child now.  Is it my attitude?  I think part of it is, but part of it is him.  As a result of more mommy and daddy time, he’s calmer, more obedient, more thoughtful (he’s been putting his dirty dishes in the sink without being told!!!!!), and more of a blessing to all of us! 

So, all you mothers out there, make sure that you are giving your children quality time.  Not over-the-top, “unnatural affection”, but quality mother time.  It will make a big difference in your relationship with them.  Don’t just feed your child’s body.  Feed his mind, heart and soul, too. 

Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord:
and the fruit of the womb is his reward.
As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man;
so are children of the youth.
Happy is the man that hath is quiver full of them:
they shall not be ashamed,
but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.


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