After her shower this morning, Abigail (the 8 1/2 year old) got herself dressed. As I glanced at the outfit she’d chosen: striped shirt and khaki shorts, it occurred to me that she was not wearing a pair of shorts that I recall ever buying for her. We checked the tag: “2T” is what it read. Somehow a pair of Josiah’s shorts ended up in her laundry pile the other day. Amazingly, they fit her perfectly. Wow.
Plump it UP!!
If the bed pillows at your house are anything like ours, they grow flat and floppy over time. Washing and drying them only seems to make the problem worse, and often adds “bunchiness” to the poor pillow. Soon, those lovely, cushy pillows on the beds start looking sad and limp on account of the pillows that are inside them, and they are no longer very comforting to sleep on. What is a lady to do??
Well, a friend of mine has the most clever way of utilizing the worn-out pillows: she stuffs TWO limp pillows into each of her decorative bed shams, thereby making them look plump and luxurious. What a great way to reuse something that seems past its prime! I tried this new trick today with several shams on our master bed, and can honestly say the pillows have never looked nicer!
Mumblings
I’m back home after a second weekend in a row of travelling. Hopefully I’ll have a post up about that soon.
It’s VBS week. I stuck to last year’s resolution, partly because I did not have a desire to put Josiah in the nursery for three hours each morning for a week, and partly due to a general sense of feeling overwhelmed. Instead of signing up to teach or help during the week, I opted for some administrative work prior to the actual event, which would still be a bit of help to those coordinating, but not put me at risk for having to back out again due to illness with children. And, it’s a good thing I did: Josiah has himself a very yucky cold, severe enough that he should not be around other wee ones. The two of us have cherished our little mornings together this week – he being the fourth child does not get as much one-on-one time with Mommy as perhaps his older siblings did. We even kidnapped a certain Grammy earlier today and enjoyed some breakfast with her.
Recently I relinquished a leadership role at church which I have held for some time – heading up our TLC (Tender Loving Care) Ministry, which provides meals to members and visitors going through times of hospitalization, illness, bereavement, welcoming a new baby, etc. This is a ministry I have always loved, and I have gladly served here, but recently opted to “give notice” due to a need to take a break. I have prayed for a few months for a replacement(s) and just today I received news that someone has stepped forward and asked to help serve this need in our church body. I am so very thankful for them, and for this answer to prayer.
Well, my messy house could use some of my attention, so I’m going to stop rambling, and start straightening!
Same old stepping “on somebody’s neck”
This is a great quote, but it is not the greatest quote:
“I had looked around the plane for help, and all the younger guys had averted their eyes. When I asked the guy next to me if he was up to it, all he said was, ‘Retired captain. USMC.’ I said, ‘You’ll do,’ ” Hayden recalled. “So, basically, a couple of grandfathers took care of the situation.”
No, the greatest quote comes at the end of the article:
Hayden’s wife of 42 years, Katie, who was also on the flight, was less impressed. Even as her husband struggled with the agitated passenger, she barely looked up from “The Richest Man in Babylon,” the book she was reading.
“The woman sitting in front of us was very upset and asked me how I could just sit there reading,” Katie Hayden said. “Bob’s been shot at. He’s been stabbed. He’s taken knives away. He knows how to handle those situations. I figured he would go up there and step on somebody’s neck, and that would be the end of it. I knew how that situation would end. I didn’t know how the book would end.”
Sort of bluish putty-colored
At lunch, I gave each of the boys a Trix yogurt, which have a couple colors/flavors in a single cup. Jonathan and Nicolas each stirred theirs into a single bluish putty-colored mass. At which point 6 year old Jonathan pipes up with:
“Look Nicolas, it’s sort of an indigo cerulean.”
Indigo what???
I had to look up the proper spelling for this entry.
He did look pretty enough in the movies to be wearing makeup
Our children are becoming familiar with the epic that is Lord of the Rings. In addition to Jonathan’s current reading of the Hobbit, the three older children are enjoying segmented, slow screenings of Peter Jackson’s three LotR movies with their Daddy. One can witness their fascination with the story as they play together, though obviously one of them is still a bit mixed up over a few of the characters. This morning, they were all in the boys’ room, constructing bows and arrows from K’nex, and putting on their dress-up armor in preparation for a great battle.
“I am going to be the elf-princess, Arwen,” declared Abigail. Jonathan, ready to fight, said he wasn’t exactly sure which elf he wanted to be, but that he was certainly going to win the war. Nicolas however, confidently stated, “Well, I am going to be LipGloss*!”
* For those not as familiar with the LotR trilogy, we’re pretty sure he meant Legolas.
Deer Lake
If a picture is worth a thousand words, I just finished a 67,000 word entry on our long weekend at Deer Lake.
Which catechism question covers this?
Today we had a time of praise during our family prayers. I asked the children what they could say about God to praise him. When we got to Nicolas…
“That He’s magical.”
And the disciples were his merry men…
While on our long weekend away, the kids all participated in a competitive game of Junior Trivial Pursuit. One question to Nicolas stood out.
The question: What folk hero was known for stealing from the rich and giving to the poor?
Nicolas’ emphatic answer: Jesus.
Having a good weekend
More on this later, but here’s a preview.
