Archive for April, 2010

Easter Photos

I just realized I never shared my Easter photos with you.

So . . . .  try to get back into that Easter spirit and enjoy these photos.

Click the speaker symbol in the slideshow box if you want to hear the music.

Remedial instructions:

To view the photos larger and at your own pace, click on View All Images.  When it takes you to a new screen, click on Original View on the right side of the page.  If you want the photos even bigger, click on Full Screen on the right side of the page.  Then on the next page, notice up at the top where you can control:  back, stop, forward.  If it’s going too fast for you, just click the middle button which is stop; then, you can restart and stop, etc at your own leisure.  🙂

And if the slideshow box doesn’t show up at all, click the button that says Easter kids photos.

Let me know if there are any problems:  this is my first attempt at doing a slideshow.  🙂

I Love Summer – Part One

Summer’s coming!  Here’s proof:

You Are God Alone

My friend at Keeping up with the Joneses has this song on her phone.  It has blessed me like crazy the last couple of days when I’ve called her a few times.  By the time she answers her phone, I’m lost in worship and singing my guts out.  Her “Hello,” has surprised me in the midst of my worship, and I have a hard time remembering why I called her!  So I’m posting the song here for you today — and it won’t be interrupted by a Hello from my good friend.  Enjoy!

TAKS Update

Thank you all for your prayers today!

Zippy took the math TAKS today. He got in the car and looked happy.  He said it was “good.   It wasn’t too hard.  But I might have failed.”  But he was chipper enough about it.  That’s awesome, of course!   No matter the grade at this point — it is over and he feels good.

He said he was the 2nd one to turn in his test which is not the best of signs. . . . but he said, “Momma, I took the test and then went over it 3 more times. I didn’t know what else to do so I turned it in even though I was only the 2nd person to turn it in.”   I encouraged him again that all he can do is his best and assured him that I’m proud as can be of him.

Tomorrow he takes the reading TAKS.  He is not as worried about the reading as he is about the math.   He thinks he’s better at reading than math.   Not sure why since his grades are very much the same in both subjects.  But at this point I’m glad for any confidence he shows.

Again, thank you all for your prayers and well wishes for him today.  I passed them along to him, and he smiled.

Would love to have more prayers for tomorrow’s test.

A Prayer

A Prayer for Zippy and TAKS today:

Lord, I pray for your peace to be on Zippy today.  I pray that any worry he has would be replaced with your peace.  I pray that his conversations from this morning– failing TAKS, repeating 3rd grade, summer school — would be a long way from his mind.  I pray that you would work a miracle in his energetic little body and in his random, jumping little mind — let the miracle be for his body and mind not to work against him today and tomorrow.  I pray for focus and a long, long attention span.  I pray that he would feel your peace and slow down to complete this dreaded test.  I pray that your confidence would be on him all day today and tomorrow.  I pray that he would feel smart as he answers the first questions today, Lord.  Protect him from negative thoughts and feelings.  Bless him in a very special way today.  And Lord, please. help him. pass.  Amen.

Puppies

My kids recently got the privilege of seeing and holding some precious baby puppies.  Their eyes were even still closed.  Elliot, Zachary, and Chloe all loved them!  They would’ve loved to hold them for hours.  They actually would’ve loved to bring them home with us.  But thankfully, we got to hold them and then leave them there.  🙂

Don’t know who’s cuter — the puppies or my babies.  Ok, I decided.  My babies are cuter!  😉

Making You Comfortable

What do you do to make guests feel comfortable in your home?

Have fun music playing?  Have a candy jar on the side table?  Serve snacks and drinks?  Leave your shoes off for a casual feel?

I just met a new blogging friend, SomeGirl, last night at a Families Like Us event.  I was reading a few of her older posts and came across a very, VERY validating one.

SomeGirl wrote about dishes in the sink opposed to a clean and shiny sink.  She said that when our homes aren’t immaculate, then our guests will feel more comfortable!  That when our guests see our imperfections, it gives them a certain grace for their own imperfections.

Hmmmmmm.  True?  Yes, it probably is, actually.

In fact, I am certain that’s the reason I don’t feel like my home has to be shiny clean and organized before I have guests over.  Yeah, that’s it!  It’s not because I’m busy or stressed or overwhelmed with life.  It’s not because I just didn’t get around to it.  It’s not because it’s just not one of my top priorities.

Yeah, that’s got to be it!

To my friends who have witnessed my imperfections in my homemaking skills:  I left it messy FOR YOU!  Because I love you and want to give you grace!

You can thank me for it later!

A Drinking Problem

As we were trying to load the car (ie: I was yelling at everyone to get what they needed, get shoes on, and hurry up.), I walked into the kitchen to find a soaking wet floor.

Now let me assure you, I find a soaking wet kitchen floor several times a week.  It’s an epidemic at our house.

But today the wet floor confused me because no one had been in the kitchen that I knew of since everyone was running around and quickly obeying the instructions from Mom.  (I can’t even type that sarcastic phrase with a straight face!)

As I stood there with a confused face staring at the puddles on the floor, Zippy walked in behind me and scrutinized my expression.  I glanced up at him and noticed his face and hair were wet as if he had just climbed out of the swimming pool.  Only . . . we don’t have a swimming pool . . . so I narrowed my gaze at him.

His explanation at first was so muddled and garbled and confused that I had no idea what he was saying –if, in fact, he was saying anything at all.

I looked at him with concern, and he tried again.  “I was drinking and . . . I . . . .forgot.”

Huh?  “You forgot?” I asked, confused.

His eyes got bigger.  “Oh!  I mean . . .  I was drinking . . . and a little bit . . . got out,” he said, gesturing toward his forehead.

A little bit?” I asked.

His eyes got bigger again.  “Oh!  I mean . . .  I was drinking  . . . and  . . . it got out,” he said, again gesturing toward his dripping forehead.

And that was the explanation in its entirety.  He was drinking and it got out.  That’s why he and the kitchen floor were soaked.  Amazing.  And puzzling.

Yes, puzzling.

Like a Good Neighbor

Do you know your neighbors?

Are you friends with your neighbors?

I do know most of my neighbors.  And I’m friends with some of them.  Although I’m let’s-go-grab-something-to-eat-together friends with only a couple.

It is always something I yearn to improve on.  I want to be a good neighbor.

I want to be “the friend a few doors down who really cares.”

I would love to be “the friend down the street who will always help me out.”

I long to be “the neighbor who always remembers my name”  and  “the neighbor who is always blessing me.”

Does that sound strange, or do you want those sorts of things, too?

Let me tell you about a good neighbor who always remembers my name and really helped us out by blessing us.  He must really care.

Chris and his wife across the street have 3 children in their 20s who all still live with him.  Two of their children have their wives and babies with them, too.  The other child has a dog that lives there as well.  Chris and his wife are blessing their children by helping them get on their feet and save some money.  Their house is full.  And their schedule is packed, and their lives are busy.

But Chris called wanting to help us last week.  As if he wasn’t already helping enough people, he called and wanted to help us!

I had told his wife that our lawn mower wasn’t working and that I would pay anyone in her house who wanted to mow my lawn.  But when Chris heard of it, he decided that he would like to fix our lawn mower for us.  Really!  Oh, and did I forget to mention that it was Chris who gave us this mower a few years ago when he bought a newer one??!!

Yes, Chris gave us this mower.  He heard that it was broken.  And he wanted to fix it.

“Roll it out on your sidewalk, and I’ll come get it and take it around to my shop,” he instructed me one evening last week.  “I won’t do anything that costs money without checking with you first,” he assured me.

So smiling and oh-so humbled, I wheeled the lawn mower out to the sidewalk.

The next morning when we got home, the front lawn had been mowed and our fixed lawn mower was waiting for us on our back porch.

When Paul examined it, he noticed several new, clean, shiny parts.  And when Paul called a lawn mower shop that day, he learned that the work Chris had completed on our mower would have cost us over $100 at a shop.  Wow.

A good neighbor, eh?  A generous neighbor.

Then Paul’s question:  “Should we get him a gift card from Lowe’s or something to thank him?”

But you know what?  We decided that Chris would probably be disappointed if we gave him a gift in return.  I believe that Chris repaired our lawn mower because he wanted to help us.  He wanted to bless us.  He even wanted to save us the trouble and money of taking our lawn mower to the shop.  He wanted to use something that he is good at — a skill that he has — to bless us.

And I don’t think he wants us to repay him.  It would be like us paying him for his services.  That is not why he fixed our mower.

He definitely blessed us.  He certainly helped us.  And he also challenged us.

He challenged us to be a good neighbor to someone else.  Wouldn’t our neighborhoods be great if everyone looked for ways to bless their neighbor?

Thanks, Chris.  You helped me, blessed me, humbled me, and challenged me.  And you really made my day!

Lost it? Then, FINDIT

Glasses can be expensive.  They can actually be quite expensive.

Having 3 children wearing glasses can be ridiculously, painfully expensive.

We have learned that it is better to buy the more expensive glasses that have a 2 or 3 year warranty against breakage instead of buying a million pair of cheaper glasses that you just throw away or repair with duct tape when they break.

While we buy more expensive glasses, we always take full advantage of the warranty.  Full advantage.  I’m surprised, in fact, that our glasses shop still offers our family the warranty.

Glasses that are lost are not covered under the warranty.  A memory of the glasses doesn’t cut it, nor do little indentions on the child’s nose do anything to help you claim a new pair through the warranty.  Lost glasses are lost glasses.

And lost glasses must be replaced.

Replacing glasses can be really expensive.

I’m considering adding a FINDIT to Chloe’s new glasses.

How would you use a FINDIT ?

%d bloggers like this: