can create eyelashes like this.
Making Your Home an Oasis
3 years ago
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
This Morning's Good Morning
What a sight to wake up to...this spectacular reminder that we serve a God who always keeps His promises!
And while I'm switching lenses, the second one appears. :)
"When Noah stood that first day in the new world, a sign appeared in the clouds--a rainbow. On the last day in this same world there would be another sign in the clouds! All Noah's descendants, all the people in every part of the earth, would see that sign. Jesus Himself said, 'At that time the sign of the Son of Man will appear in the sky, and all the nations of the earth will mourn' (Matthew 24:30). "
~Nancy Ganz, Genesis: A Commentary for Children
"Heaven and earth will pass away, but My words will never pass away."
Mark 13:31
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Saturday, July 9, 2011
A Day in the Life of a Two Year Old
and you thought your clothes got dirty....
Just one of the 492 reasons that I'm best friends with Zout and Oxyclean.
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Turning Nine
Reaches Up's special day started with his making us all pancakes. :)
The celebration was even sweeter because one of Reaches Up's favorite guys was staying with us. Christian and Little Big Man were fighting over those yummy pancakes.
Later that day, we made his birthday cupcakes together. It was no surprise that he wanted the skittles and m&m filled ones.
There was time for some football.
The birthday dinner requested? Tilapia. Reaches Up is a seafood lover.
What a blessing to have Whistler do all of the wrapping now!
What a look of adoration from Clairesy!
For the inventor in Reaches Up
He wasn't too sure about those kisses from his sisters.
And Reaches Up's favorite kind of picture....a silly one!
Nine Things We Love About Reaches Up
1) He loves to know "why."
2) He's creative and likes to put on plays.
3) He asks thoughtful questions about the sermons at church.
4) He loves to laugh.
5) He's got an amazing ability to memorize Scripture.
6) He loves the outdoors.
7) He's got two different colored eyes. :)
8) He loves to cook.
9) He's a gift from the LORD.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
This Blog's a Keeper
I guess I've gotten a bit attached to this old blog. I tried to design a new one, but there aren't many options when you want to post large pictures. :) I've realized, too, that even though posting parts of our days can be time consuming, it's still the most efficient way for me to keep a record of life as we know it. I'm often too impatient to write things down, and I'm also too forgetful to count on remembering everything.
Mountain Man has been home these past couple days. The fires continue to burn near the Lab and the entire town has been evacuated. We're praying for the safety of all who live there as well as for preservation of the Lab and the many jobs it provides.
When there was a huge fire 11 years ago, Mountain Man wasn't able to go to work for two weeks. He managed to build our front deck in that time. These days we're tackling small projects, but it's the small things that often make a heart the happiest.
Today the guys fixed squeaky doors, repaired a broken door, and glued down some countertops. They also managed to get in a dart game after dinner. And all of that in spite of the fact that Mountain Man seems to be bit by the bug that got me.
The girls and I read a couple stories from Grandma's Attic. What a sweet book that is! It was a blessing to just laugh together.
Here's a group picture from a couple of days ago. I have lots more to post, including pictures from Reaches Up's birthday at the end of May!
Mountain Man has been home these past couple days. The fires continue to burn near the Lab and the entire town has been evacuated. We're praying for the safety of all who live there as well as for preservation of the Lab and the many jobs it provides.
When there was a huge fire 11 years ago, Mountain Man wasn't able to go to work for two weeks. He managed to build our front deck in that time. These days we're tackling small projects, but it's the small things that often make a heart the happiest.
Today the guys fixed squeaky doors, repaired a broken door, and glued down some countertops. They also managed to get in a dart game after dinner. And all of that in spite of the fact that Mountain Man seems to be bit by the bug that got me.
The girls and I read a couple stories from Grandma's Attic. What a sweet book that is! It was a blessing to just laugh together.
Here's a group picture from a couple of days ago. I have lots more to post, including pictures from Reaches Up's birthday at the end of May!
Hopefully I'll be feeling good enough in the next couple days to get more photos up. While Mountain Man's home, I'm looking to get our carpets cleaned, the shed cleaned out, and maybe, just maybe, after a three year wait, finally get our master bath painted. Why do I think he'll be wishing he was at work?
Much love,
Monday, June 27, 2011
Fabulous Fourteen
Oh how this young man keeps us laughing! He reminds us to not take ourselves too seriously, and he always has a hug for me! Happy 14th birthday, Little Big Man!
Saturday, June 25, 2011
In Memory
The last time my Dad visited our home was at this time of year 5 years ago. He was with us to celebrate Ella's and Jake's birthdays. I could spend hours making a slide show to remember him, but this will do for now. Remember to turn off the site music before watching.
You can watch it on YouTube at the link below for a bigger picture.
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Home
We walked through our front door late Tuesday night, and the best children in the world greeted us! I know they were happy to see me and Mountain Man, but it was obvious who they really wanted to get their responsible, trustworthy hands on.
I think they would have divided this guy into pieces if they could have. And, I must say, after a minute of thinking we had dragged him into another hotel room where he'd be confined to the bed (sorry...the thought of crawling babies on hotel room floors just isn't cool with me), Cap'n realized he was home, and that meant lots of brothers and sisters and tons of hugs and kisses. His reaction?
He was beaming.
I'm thankful for God's preservation of our family in all of our comings and goings. I'm thankful for plenteous grace notes scattered throughout the house....a clean home, partially filled menu board of Emma's handwriting, food in the refrigerator (some provided by gracious hands of friends), and beautiful pink roses waiting for me. I'm thankful that Little Bit's collision with a hot pan didn't result in a more severe burn. I'm thankful for Mountain Man's job and that he was able to be with us the whole way. What a gift God has given me in my Beloved! I'm thankful for piles of laundry to do and dirty dishes to wash and conflicts to settle. I'm thankful for friends and family and the many who put feet to their words and blessed us beyond measure.
I'm thankful that I can't stop counting God's mercies.
Truly, is it not a gift of grace, that in the midst of our grief, eyesight blurred from our abundant tears as we mourn our losses, we can still see so clearly the mercies He has poured out on us, the mercies that move us to praise Him unreservedly for His lovingkindness? That's grace. All grace.
Love,
I think they would have divided this guy into pieces if they could have. And, I must say, after a minute of thinking we had dragged him into another hotel room where he'd be confined to the bed (sorry...the thought of crawling babies on hotel room floors just isn't cool with me), Cap'n realized he was home, and that meant lots of brothers and sisters and tons of hugs and kisses. His reaction?
He was beaming.
I'm thankful for God's preservation of our family in all of our comings and goings. I'm thankful for plenteous grace notes scattered throughout the house....a clean home, partially filled menu board of Emma's handwriting, food in the refrigerator (some provided by gracious hands of friends), and beautiful pink roses waiting for me. I'm thankful that Little Bit's collision with a hot pan didn't result in a more severe burn. I'm thankful for Mountain Man's job and that he was able to be with us the whole way. What a gift God has given me in my Beloved! I'm thankful for piles of laundry to do and dirty dishes to wash and conflicts to settle. I'm thankful for friends and family and the many who put feet to their words and blessed us beyond measure.
I'm thankful that I can't stop counting God's mercies.
Truly, is it not a gift of grace, that in the midst of our grief, eyesight blurred from our abundant tears as we mourn our losses, we can still see so clearly the mercies He has poured out on us, the mercies that move us to praise Him unreservedly for His lovingkindness? That's grace. All grace.
Love,
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