Sunday, April 29, 2012

Strawberries & More

Sunday afternoon strawberry picking,
right in my very own middleofnowhere town.
About 10ish minutes away from my house.
It was lovely and yummy.

On the way home we had to yield for sheep and donkey crossing.

That blurry animal is a donkey.

Saturday, April 14, 2012

Friday, April 13, 2012

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Sweet Spot

I’ve had a hard time with the children the last week or so.
Bad attitudes, selfishness, disrespect and disobedience seem to be in never ending supply.
There are sweet moments to be sure but right now the challenges overshadow the sweet moments.
And tonight I was exhausted.
I was running on grace/fumes. And my two year old didn’t nap this afternoon. And my onetruelove had a rare work meeting tonight.
By God’s mercy and grace I got the boys bathed and dressed in pajamas without much incident.
But then Nolan went to hide under his crib.
And Luke followed at breakneck speed.
But he didn’t duck down far enough and BAM!
His head banged the crib and then crying and then cuddling and crying.
But do you know what happened?
Nolan walked over and plopped down beside us and ordered me to bow my head.
He covered his eyes and said, “Dear God, help Lukey. Amen.”
He gave Luke a kiss and then climbed up on something he shouldn’t have been standing on.
Balm to my weary soul.
And a call to carry on.
To keep on.
A sweet spot here and there in this life because they are
always interrupted.
Desperately trying to remember that the real sweet spot is
eternal life.

Monday, April 9, 2012


*photo taken from upstairs playroom

Luke spied the snake at the table while he was finishing lunch. I was upstairs putting his brother down for his nap. A lot happened...transfer of information, phone call to Fairs, boots on the boys and outside to hunt for it and apparently I called the snake stupid. Stupid is considered filthy language in our house and man oh man have I been repenting of that all afternoon.

Monday, April 2, 2012


Nolan pedals for the first time.
I predict that by the end of summer I won't be able to keep up with him!

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Dance to the Beat!

I love this video of my husband and children.
After dinner.
Faris playing the kid drum.
Boys dancing.
Having a great time together.
And then a little life.

Bird House

Friday, March 9, 2012

I move through the day thinking what a funny post that would be or that I should tell you this or that. But when I sit down it isn't funny anymore. Or the this or that sounds more like complaining to me and I'm so sick of people complaining. Have you noticed how quick we are to complain? I complaining about complaining? I should stop.

Here is the important work I've been up to...

Condiments...can they be considered a daily serving of fruit or vegetables? I'm busy trying to figure this out. Strawberry jam and ketchup...strawberries and tomatoes...see??? Meals seem to go smoother with condiments in the mix. Plus they ask nicely for. Now mind you, they eat it straight from the spoon or their finger. Who cares about dipping food in it. Who cares about this anyway. I'll stop.

I'm also trying to figure out why nap time/rest time seems to be so laborious for everyone involved. Is it really that hard?

Here is a little video of Nolan that I've been watching all the time. I think it is hysterical and I don't even know why.

See. Wasn't that funny?

Monday, February 13, 2012

International in the Middlfeofnowhere

Hugging my sick boy, I said he would feel better after a good night of rest and that his medicine was working on fighting his germs and telling them to get out. Can you imagine what that little four year old said to me?
“Sort of like the people in Libya fought Gadhafi and told him to get out? So I can say get out Gadhafi germs?”
Separately, I almost cried when I saw that next week is the last episode of Downton Abbey. I’ll be so sad to see it go. Aren’t you loving it? And aren’t you loving this post? Gadhafi and Downton Abbey all in one.