Sep
06
2012Bronwyn came up to me the other day and said:
“Rosie.”
It took me forever to translate.
And we played Ring around the Rosie until I was so dizzy I had to stop.
Then we pulled out their felt dolls and had them play the game until lunchtime.
Funny thing: We haven’t played that game in months. I’m always so surprised by their ability to remember.
Sep
05
2012I just laughed hysterically at my son as he crawled around with a bucket around his neck after dumping the rest of the joint compound dust-slush all over himself. Of course, I grabbed a camera before rescuing him.
I’m kind of cranky today and that’s coming out mostly toward the girls. Bronwyn lost her mind at 3 AM because she couldn’t find her stuffed Pooh in her bed. All stuffed things but dollies are now prohibited from their bedroom as just (?) punishment.
Sedryn woke up on her coattails around 4 and screamed for quite awhile; he shut up when Derek finally went in there with a pacifier. I’m thinking of chucking 44 pacifiers in bed with him and getting a crib bumper to hold them all inside. That way, whatever direction he rolls, he’ll be bound to run into one! I’d like to sleep about 8 hours a night for a month or more.
I think I hurt Aeralind’s feelings making her clean up the reams of pasta on my kitchen floor. She had been trying to unload the unwanted stuff into the trash bag.
I actually forced the girls to sit still and do a paper collage project today. While none of us really had the concentration to complete it… we all needed a break from free play (or free fighting over the same toy).
I’m relishing having a toy time out box. Suddenly all the doll house pieces are mostly ending up back where they belong.
Purchasing a new (used) car is about to drive us mad. Derek wrecked at 5 mph a couple weeks ago and managed to total his car. We were hoping for something with three rows, but since we’re limited by our cash budget… we may end up leaving me with the Corolla for a season and getting him something that will last until the tax return makes our budget larger. Honestly, car shopping for something I know I’m going to run into the ground (but would rather do later rather than sooner) is harder than house shopping was for us!
The point of this all: just totally feeling my unworthiness. That Christ died for me… knowing I’d still wreck on day like this with my attitude…. oh, shear joy.
Sep
05
2012I received a letter from our sweet Delsys today.
With these words written down by a teacher:
“I love you.”
I nearly wept right there in the car with my three kiddos on my way to buy a board to replace a broken step.
Love. Isn’t that what drew us to sponsor Delsys? To reach outside of ourselves and our first world life into the depths of a third world country and love one someone through a small bit of our budget and a large bit of our hearts in letters.
I can’t even begin to describe to you the joy to hear those words. To know that even on those days when I don’t leave my home or my young children: that I am reflecting the love of Christ to this precious little girl.
Compassion would like to see 3,108 children sponsored this month. It would be the most ever sponsored in the month of September.
Would you hop on over to the Compassion Website and pray for these children? Pray that they might come to know the Lord. Pray that they would pursue education and dreams outside of the the third world countries. Pray that someone will sponsor those children. Pray that you have the courage to give up 5 fancy coffee drinks a month to be a sponsor. Pray that you can be a blessing.
And let me know how the Lord changes your heart when you hear (or read) those simple words:
I love you.
Sep
03
2012Just a little Expotition to the 100 Aker Woods in honor of my beautiful girls upcoming birthday party. I used my business album templates on this one… something I’m usually too lazy to do for personal stuff 🙂
Aug
30
2012With my very active and extroverted six year old niece here, I had to keep coming up with things to do! So the girls did two things.
The first an epic fail: Bouncy Balls. But only because they never bounced. Ha! They did, however, keep all 3 girls interested and entertained in kneading them for a half hour. So in my book a success. In the eyes of an older preschooler, this would be an epic failure. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
But by far my favorite activity of the week: telling all 3 girls to go outside and pick out 10 sticks to paint with and see how they used their sticks on the paper. Hilarious messy fun 🙂
