the week’s end

It’s Friday again.

The weeks go fast which means life is full.

Looking back. . .

• one little kitty is found to have a birth defect
• a friend is sleeping over which makes 5 boys and 1 girl
• Mr. E. has hazardous waste training
• Grandpa and Grandma E. visit upon returning from Florida
• At 9:30pm said boys are outside playing basketball!
• Papa and Oma head back to Illinois
• sore throat and cold lands on 2
• a much needed haircut for mom
• snow flurries in the am
• Little A burned her finger. . .playing with a lit candle! Lesson learned.
• “my legs are sore” is ringing through the house as three boys run a 5k with their homeschool sports club.
• drawings taped to neighbors doors
• three King of the Wind book reports completed
• shore stations back in the lake on Saturday
• Being taught. . . “Welcome problems as perspective-lifters. . . .The problem can be a ladder, enabling you to climb up and see your life from My perspective.  Viewed from above, the obstacle that frustrated you is only a light and momentary trouble.  Once your perspective has been heightened, you can look away from the problem altogether.”  (Jesus Calling, Sarah Young)
• trying to think. . .Hmmm what is God up to? vs. PANIC!

Happy Weekend,

Heather

Friday favorites

A favorite little kitty. . .

We have the cutest little kittens!

A male and female were born March 8 to Queen Lucy and King Geronimo.

It looks like both brother and sister will be going to the same home

in Sheboygan, Wisconsin!

 

A favorite surprise. . .

We also have a special neighbor who had a birthday this week.

We surprised her with a little something on her garage door. . .

Fridays are my favorite.

Finishing up school work and knowing the weekend is before us.

C-man is in a basketball tournament and Mr. E. will be at hazardous

waste classes.

Me?  Organizing kids clothes and the storage closet downstairs.

I guess it’s time to put those Christmas decorations back into storage boxes, huh?

I’ve been procrastinating, can you tell?

Heather

scarves

Little A thought it was fun to play with Mommy’s scarves today.

I can remember playing with my mom’s old bridesmaid dresses

and my grandma’s high heeled shoes. (which she wore every day!)

Little A decided Mr. A would be the cheetah and gave him a scarf to wear.

He complied while finishing up his school writing.

I love finding a bargain.

Wal-Mart had Hello Kitty jammies on sale for $2.

Couldn’t pass ‘em up.

Little A was delighted.

Happy Wednesday!

flurries

After a beautiful spring with temps in the high 70’s already,

we had the inevitable chilly, 32 degree day with snow flurries.

I miss the bright sunshine we had been experiencing.

I wonder what effect this weather will have on the new tree buds

and the green leaves of daffodil bulbs which have made their way

above ground already.

It’s been a little over a month since our big leap day snowstorm which dumped 20

inches.  The kids had a ball in the deep snow that day!

After snowshoeing they built a small campfire in the middle of the front yard.

Mr. A enjoyed the view long after the others had shuffled inside.

Speaking of Mr. A. . .He turned 8 last month!

He was very proud to turn 8.

When Oma called that day, Mr. A answered the phone and said, “Hi, I’m eight!”

He told me recently that his best friend is Jesus.

He is always the first to say “This meal was delicious! Thank you, Mom.” (Big brownie points here!)

He and Little A are quite the team often spending their days playing with one another.

I went on a walk with these two today.

Little A was quite proud to be using her scooter outside of the driveway.

Mr. A picked up on her excitement, looked at me with a broad grin and quietly said,

“She’s having a blast!”

Happy Tuesday!

Happy Easter!

 

A church service of worship and rejoicing;

A faith testimony and baptism;

A special Easter lunch;

A fun afternoon visiting with family;

A traditional backyard egg hunt;

A  cousins (+Aunt Julie) game of capture the flag;

A day of celebrating.  .  .

He has risen!

He has risen indeed!

 

“Because He lives, I can face tomorrow,

Because He lives, all fear is gone.

Because I know, He holds the future,

and life is worth the living, just because He lives!”

Onward with another week ahead.

Easter Sunday Blessings,

yellow (and pink)

We are hosting our traditional Easter dinner tomorrow.

One of my favorite things to do is create a pretty tablescape.

I came across a fun idea to take mason jars and wrap them in

pretty paper, tie with a bow, and use them as vases.  Easy enough.

The table pops with bright shades of yellow.

Lovin’ the sunshine today.

Little A was “planting” in her sandbox.

Her favorite color is pink and she will often let you know that.

Looking forward to celebrating tomorrow.  We serve a risen Lord!

remembering

It was six years ago this week that Mr .E had a life threatening aortic dissection.

Remembering. . .

• the shock of the event;
• the helicopter “flight for life”;
• the days Mr. E. was in a coma;
• the good news on Easter morning that he’d been successfully brought out of the coma;
• how the kids and I were “carried” by friends and family through a very difficult time;
• the very excited boys welcoming Daddy back home;
• the months of exhaustion he felt as he recovered.

And now, six years later I’m so very thankful. . .

• That our family (of seven) has remained just that. . .a family (of eight now!);
• For every sport event the boys have their dad attend and cheer them on;
• For each Sunday the eight of us sit in a church pew together and I have my husband by my side;
• Each night when I hear the garage door open and the kids say, “Dad’s home!”

Those simple. daily. moments.

That’s what I’m thankful for.

hello?

hello. . .hello?. . . anyone there?

nope.  didn’t think so.

That’s what I get, not posting for eight months.

Computer issues, time, and energy have all contributed to my blogging break.

I’ve missed it. 

Onward. . .

I grabbed my camera last Saturday and hopped in the truck to experience running the trap-line with Mr. E and Z-man. 

The scenery was peaceful and serene.

I have found that as I age my equilibrium can more easily be thrown“off”.

Such is the case with the four wheeler ride of my life with Mr. E. at the wheel!

He knows no SLOW speed.

I obeyed the commands. . . “Hold on!” “Keep your hands in!” “Face down!”

My consequent nausea dissipated by nightfall.

Thursday Blessings,