Monday, August 15, 2016

Our Grand Adventure -- Part One!

     Well, we made it back from our trip!  For those of you who may not know, our family took a 20 day, 8,000+ mile road trip on a tour of the western part of the US. We drove the whole way in our new-to-us 15 passenger van.  Four kids, 8,000 miles, and no DVD player!  It's a miracle they survived! (They did get to play the occasional game of "Angry Birds" however.)

     We saw so much of the beautiful country God has blessed us with!  From the tops of the Rocky Mountains to the flat of the Great Plains there was so much to see.  I was amazed at how many different things there are to see in our country alone.  You could take a road trip every summer and not be able to see everything!  I will post a few of the many pics that we took so you can enjoy a mini "slide-show" of our trip!

The kids looking out the top of the St. Louis Arch.

Antelope.  Even Little Sister got good at spotting these!

One of the main animals to see on our checklist was a moose.  No male, but we saw this female early in our trip.

SNOW! In summer!!

We saw many bison in Yellowstone.  There were even a few babies!

Black bear in Yellowstone

Photo op at the mud pits!

Baby elk.  Cute!

We were so excited to be able to see a grizzly bear!  Or as Little Sister called them "grizz-el-ly bears"!


These colored pools at Yellowstone are my favorite things to see.  This is one is called Morning Glory Pool.


      Well, that was only part one of our trip!  This blog will have to be in two parts, I think.  Stay tuned for part two!  :)
 

Saturday, May 28, 2016

Celebrations and Rememberings

     Summer has officially started in our house!  Middle Biscuit's birthday kicks off summer around here. He is double digits this birthday...the big 10!  He is growing into such a mix of tender and tough.  He is the one who will help his little sister when she only annoys the other brothers.  He is our creative little Lego architect and artist.  And yet, don't make the mistake of thinking you can push him around!  He has proven his toughness by standing up to those who try!  Happy birthday, Middle Biscuit!  You are a gift to our family who brings such joy and fun!  

     Middle Biscuit's birthday always falls close to the holiday weekend of Memorial Day.  Most people view this holiday as the beginning of summer.  A time to get together with family and friends and maybe hit the beach or have a barbecue.  But how many families are missing someone during these fun times?  

     Hubby and I have been watching the TV show "NCIS" on Netflix.  A fairly typical crime solving show...it's distinguishing factor is that it deals with crimes in the Navy and Marines.  Pretty good show all around.  There was an episode that we just finished that dealt with an old veteran who (in the story) had been on Iwo Jima.  What stood out about the episode to me was the way the other characters in the show treated this old, confused Marine with the utmost level of respect.  They recognized the service he had done for his country, and treated him accordingly.  They treated him with respect because they knew his story.  

     I told Hubby when the show was over that I believed that one reason that this generation was lacking in some areas was because the stories of their families hadn't been passed down.  The stories of their family members who had fought and perhaps died in defense of this country and its ideals.  How have we let the celebrity culture take over to the point where a young person can tell you about the newest boy band, but not the story of the men who fought and died?  Even in their own families?  

    I remember hearing the story of my grandfather's sister whose husband died on the beaches of Normandy.  He never got to meet his daughter.  His best friend came home from the war and married my great-aunt, and they tried to make a life.  However, he was so affected by the war that he self-medicated with alcohol, and they split up.  She went on and married again, and is still living in her nineties.  It may not have been a happy story, but I knew it.  It is so sad to me that kids don't know the stories of their families.  

     How can we expect them to have a sense of the history of their country when they don't even know the history of their own family?   They may not be happy stories, but they are important stories.  Kids need to know the unhappy side of life along with the good side.  We cannot have one without the other.  

     So, this Memorial Day, maybe take a few minutes to tell your kids the stories of their family.  And if you don't know any, find out about them.  Begin to instill a sense of a personal history, and you will also be instilling a sense of national history.  And thank you to all those in my family who have served this country.  Especially those who gave all, like my other aunt, who lost a brother just a few years ago in Afghanistan.  So, remember them.  Pray for their families.  And tell their stories.  


Monday, February 15, 2016

Endings, Beginnings, and In Between

     Well, a month has gone by since my last post.  When will someone be able to solve the conundrum of how time can simultaneously fly past and yet seem so long?  I am sure the speed of time is directly proportional to how many events have taken place in a given amount of time!  

     We had a difficult event happen in our school family at the end of January.  A parent of one of my little kindergarteners was killed in a car accident.  She left three young children behind.  A tragedy like this is always difficult to go through, but it is even more difficult when little ones are involved.  It was a comfort to know that this young mother knew the Lord as her Saviour, and so we know she is in a better place.  The little ones in my class have faithfully mentioned their classmate for prayer every day since the accident.  Oh, that we could have the faith of these little ones!  They believe with their whole hearts the simple fact that Jesus is their friend and cares about every little detail of their lives.  From big things like a friend's mother dying to little things like how their sibling treats a family pet,  they rest in the knowledge that once Jesus knows, they don't have to worry anymore.  Which, of course, they don't.  At what point do we as adults lose this concept?  Do we think that because we have "grown-up" problems, the fact of God's sovreignty is somehow diminished?  Learn from the faith of children...our Saviour used it as an example for a reason.

     The rush of the holidays has settled, and routine is returning to our lives.  This is always a relief to me, as I am a creature of habit.  However, much as we encourage trying new things in our kids, I have been attempting to begin one or two new things in my own life.  I can't very well tell my kids that it is important to try new things if I am not trying new things myself, can I?  So, with that in mind, I have returned to my 5K running program.  I had begun this at the beginning of the school year, but a foot injury put me on hold.  I have discovered that I enjoy the challenge of pushing myself to do something that I never thought I could.  I hope to do a 5K event sometime in the near future as well.  I have never considered myself to be a super-athletic person, but I enjoy being (mostly) in shape, and the energy boost is great.  And running doesn't take fancy equipment or a gym membership...just a good pair of shoes and a place to do it.  Emphasis on the good pair of shoes...lesson learned!

     Another new project, less physical, but no less difficult (for me at least!) I have been working on is learning to knit and crochet.  Hubby gave a me a "learn-to-knit" kit for Christmas.  Knitting is hard, y'all!  But I managed to keep at it without throwing it across the room, and was able to learn the basic stitches and make a little knitted skirt for one of Little Sister's dolls.  I have now started to learn some crocheting, which is nominally easier, but still a bit of a challenge for me.  One thing I have learned from this experience is that these skills are only relaxing for people who have mastered them!  I am still at the novice stage, so I am a bit more "intense" with mine! 

     Little Miss turned three a couple of weeks back.  What can I say about this little ray of sunshine in our lives?  As a parent you know that each of your kids is different, but the difference between our boys and our girl is so huge.  She can be sweet as sugar one minute, and the next she has a brother in a headlock!  She is really enjoying being three, and she tells everyone that she is "bigger enough" now. (She hears "You're not big enough" quite often around here!)  She loves pink, princesses, purses, jewelry, and her babies.  She likes being mommy's helper, and she is Daddy's girl.  And she is definitely the boss of her brothers, of course!  Happy birthday, Little Miss!  We love your sweet smile and spunky attitude!