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A few of my favorite things…

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To borrow an idea from another blog I read recently, here are a few of my favorite things:

1. Proverbs
2. Chocolate-flavored anything
3. Coffee-flavored ice cream (am I in trouble if 2 of my top 3 are foods?)
4. Praising and being praised by my husband
5. Seeing sweet fellowship among my children (now I’m really in trouble; my husband and children came after chocolate)
6. Dramatic thunderstorms (a small sample of God’s power before us!)
7. Good children’s books – I can read, do it aloud, and do it without guilt
8. That excited feeling when you first learn that you’re pregnant
9. That excited feeling when you first realize you’re in labor (OK, the whole experience isn’t on my favorite list, but the first part sure is!)
10. Knowing that we serve the One True God; what peace!”

Would anyone care to share their own favorites?

Last Year’s Vision Forum Photo

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family Last Year’s Vision Forum Photo Although we didn’t make the group photo last year (due to a carsickness episode on the way), we did get there in time for a family picture.
As you can see, Becca was feeling better by the time the picture was taken, but Rachael was…well… not quite her usual cheerful self.

A Farewell to puny Suburbans

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van A Farewell to puny SuburbansWell, the deed is done.
We finally caved and bought a 15 passenger van. Those little 8-seat Suburbans just don’t cut it anymore. I love driving Suburbans, but I have to face up to the fact that we are officially weirdos if we can’t properly fit into a nice mainstream SUV. Weirdos like us drive 15 passenger vans. That’s just how it’s done. Right, Mom? Dad?

Vision Forum Staff Photo

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Today was the day of the Annual Vision Forum Staff-and-Families-Photo-Shoot. Maybe I should mention that we missed being in last year’s catalog because we arrived a little late for last year’s photo shoot. Becca got carsick on the way, requiring a frenzied-and-not-so-brief stop to clean her up.
This year, I spent several hours scouring the thrift stores and goodwills for matching khaki skirts and white button-down shirts in 8 sizes. Just hours, not days. I also spent a significant amount of time whining about how hard it would be to find the requisite uniform on such short notice. But God is gracious, and I had to take back all my whining when I found everything we needed in the first 5 stops. Sometimes it’s nice when God makes us eat crow – it’s always fun to brag Him up when He provides the little things that feel so important to us.
Saturday afternoon I made a few alterations: I had bought Kaitlyn a lady’s skirt that was easily taken in on the sides, so I knew hers would need a little work. But Lydia had the shortsightedness to be sick for 2 days, ending up even skinnier than usual (if you can imagine that!) so I had to take in her skirt as well. All in a day’s work – at least we were outfitted and ready!
And then the night before the photo shoot, the girls stayed up late and drew straws. Well, I’m assuming they did. They had to choose who would get sick this time. Apparently it was Rachael’s turn.
So at 6:30 this morning, 15 minutes before we were supposed to leave, the show began. Rachael jumped the gun a little and started throwing up before she was even dressed, but she played her part with true flare. The vomit was noisy and abundant, hitting the floor with a grand, sweeping “Splat-at-at-at!” and her range was admirable. She instinctively seemed to understand that a 45 degree angle would give her the greatest distance, and she aimed accordingly.
I wavered, but Perry was undeterred. We decided to carry on, and she did it again after she was dressed. But by now our resolve was strengthened, and we were determined. We grabbed a couple of extra dresses for Rachael, an extra shirt for me, the last clean towel and an over-all bib, and strapped her into her carseat wearing nothing but a diaper.
We held our breath for the 90 minute drive, but God rewarded us for our courage and there was no more vomit. Well, no more vomiting this morning. Rachael slept peacefully for the entire drive, and was content to fast until nearly 11. When we arrived, I dressed her and hastily replaced the bib. I carried her facing outward, ever mindful of where I pointed her, and took off the bib when the camera started rolling. The photo shoot went off without a hitch. Thank you, Lord!

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Things that make us smile

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reddi Things that make us smile Rachael has a new trick: she stands in front of the fridge (or, given the chance, she dives in the open door) and makes a peculiar noise. She’s sitting in my lap, right now, looking at the image to the left and making the very same sound. It sounds like an extended gutteral ?kkkkk.? It sounds like Reddi Wip being sprayed. Coincidentally, that?s what it is supposed to sound like. Rachael is asking somebody ? anybody ? to spray Reddi Wip into her mouth.
I wonder how she thought of that.

Deep thoughts frequently rolling around in the back of my head

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eleanor roosevelt Deep thoughts frequently rolling around in the back of my head “Great minds discuss ideas. Average minds discuss events. Small minds discuss people.”

Eleanor Roosevelt

Is it just me, or does this make everyone feel shallow? I don’t know that any of us can (or would want to) adhere to a standard like this all the time, but it certainly makes one think twice before speaking, doesn’t it?

  • Is there a Biblical basis for this standard? It certainly sounds wise.
  • Into which category do my discussions generally fall?
  • How can I direct discussions more toward ideas and less toward people without sounding like (or worse yet, being) a pompous, pretentious intellectual-wanna-be?
  • Hey, am I discussing an idea right now? Does it count as a discussion if I’m only talking to myself?

I also feel entitled to ask, Can I sincerely discuss anything other than people, when my day is so consumed by a flock of small people? But then I remind myself that Mrs. Roosevelt was a mother of 6, and as the wife of the President, she probably did not “eat the bread of idleness.” So that excuse won’t work either.
Sigh…to the Word, then. Thoughts, anyone?

can’t get much more atypical……

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Picture this …..

a family of nine opening their not quite 1200 suare foot home to four other families for a Birthday celebration for the 2 youngest of the clan.

Now picture this….

the four other families have a combined total of eight more “less than five year old” children to add to the fray….AND it’s hot ehough on this early texas day that NO ONE not even the adults want to go outside.

Get the picture?

Now for the final element …. we fed them icecream BEFORE supper ….. pictures to follow.

It was the most (and loudest ) fun we have had in our house for a while. I’m glad I married a fearless woman icon smile can’t get much more atypical……

this is more surreal

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from the army times ….

Troops begin combat operations in New Orleans

By Joseph R. Chenelly Army Times staff writer

NEW ORLEANS — Combat operations are underway on the streets “to take this city back” in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina.

“This place is going to look like Little Somalia,” Brig. Gen. Gary Jones, commander of the Louisiana National Guard’s Joint Task Force told Army Times Friday as hundreds of armed troops under his charge prepared to launch a massive citywide security mission from a staging area outside the Louisiana Superdome. “We’re going to go out and take this city back. This will be a combat operation to get this city under control.”

Jones said the military first needs to establish security throughout the city. Military and police officials have said there are several large areas of the city are in a full state of anarchy. ….

Anyone for a larger welfare state?

I know let’s teach poeple to be less self-reliant and to be MORE dependant on the state!

Wow this is surreal

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I paid $3.19 per gallin today for gas. I suddenly long for the days of $1.87 per gallon.

Granted I bought Super Deluxo Supreme with a half gainer but it still boggles the mind.

Call her blest

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The prettiest girl in the world has her own blog now …. inashoe.blogspot.com check it out icon smile Call her blest

Pretty in Pink

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pretty%20in%20pink Pretty in Pink

This was taken at 9 months, but she hasn’t changed much. She had her first birthday on July 30 (the 15 anniversary of when we got engaged).

Our precious Rachael has all the wonderful qualities that a great picture like this suggest…sweet, happy, affectionate, gentle. She also has some of the qualities that the red hair suggest, but we won’t go into that. She has some of the funniest mannerisms, and makes us smile every day.

We are so thankful for our littlest blessing! God help us to raise her in the fear and admonition of the Lord. How could we look at that smile and strive for anything less?

Ten Tips for a wife to encourage her marriage

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Courtesy of Beall Phillips, given at a recent bridal shower.

1. Praise him privately, sincerely, for something different once a day.
2. Praise him publicly, in front of others, and to others.
3. Watch your words: Remember that what you say has a powerful influence over him.
4. Keep yourself attractive. Freshen up and look your best when he comes home, even if dinner burned and the dog messed on the carpet.
5. Write him notes, handwritten and e-mail, to remind him you are thinking of him.
6. Be the first to say I’m sorry, mean it, and don’t make it conditional on anything.
7. Pick up after him cheerfully, without drawing attention to it, just because you love him.
8. Make him your focal point, not your housekeeping, not your cooking, not even your children. If your relationship with him is solid and happy, everything else will fall into place. Make him successful in every way you can, and remember, if he is successful, you will be too.
9. Remember the “bigness” of the diverstiy your roles: sweetheart, confidant, counselor, best friend, encourager. Remember they all add up to: completer.
10. Pray for him continually and NEVER forget the burden of responsibility he carries as the head of your home.