May 042017
 

How long has it been? Too long! It seems like a million years since this was the place I came every morning. I still enjoy going over old posts and especially looking at pictures. I often think about closing down this blog completely, since I’ve mostly moved on to other projects, but I just can’t quite bring myself to do it. Everything we shared in the years I spent here is precious to me, and I hope my words are still a blessing to some of you. I like being able to check in from time to time.

I came here today because I want to let you know about a couple of life-changing events:

First, I’m pregnant! Well, I might not be by the time you read this. I’m currently 38 weeks and 3 days pregnant with our 6th blessing. Brian (aka Papa Bear) and I have been officially back together for over a year, and the year before that was spent slowly reconnecting. It’s a story I might tell someday. Maybe. Maybe not. Just know that we are thrilled with everything God has done in our lives (both apart and together), and though we might not be willing to be as public as we once were, we still hope to be a blessing to you.

(Which brings me to my second announcement.)

We just launched a new book and website!

KID Headquarters

 

I hope you’ll visit and have a look around. It’s a project that was conceived almost two years ago…

 

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May 232014
 

Today I ate a long, leisurely lunch. Yes, I feel this is blog-worthy. I have no photo evidence of this lunch, or of my lovely, adult-luncheoning friend, because I ditched my cell-phone again about two years ago. I rarely take “the real camera” out unless I’m expecting some big-photo moments. When big-photo moments actually happen, I rarely think to snap a picture. It’s a conundrum I’m hoping to solve rather quickly, as I fear my head is running out of hard drive space–or however that works with brains. But my camera is rarely present for the big smiles, anyway. The big smiles come like an unexpected rain. And unexpected rains cause the big smiles, too.

Sometimes we get lucky and catch them.

Sometimes we get lucky and catch them.

When the sixteen chicks that I’ve raised for eight weeks indoors have to spend their first rainy night outside, I don’t think to grab an umbrella…I just gasp and run. When the downpour turns torrential as I’m coaxing chicks from under the stairs and into their shed-turned-chicken-coop, I smile. When I lean out of the coop, head directly in the runoff, to scoop frightened chicks and toss them into the hay, that’s when the big smile comes. And when I return to my front door, dripping from cold rain, my children’s wide eyes turn to big smiles, too.

When my nine-year-old princess-turned-farm-girl runs toward me with a frog in her outstretched hands, my big smile mimics hers. When she says, “Mom, now I’m awesome like my twin!” and I grab her face and smoosh her nose with mine and scold, “You’ve never been anything but awesome!” we’re both smiling ear-to-ear.

When I cuddle and rock my nine-year-old sunshine right out of a sullen mood, and she looks up at me and squeezes my neck with a “Mom, I really want to stay little!” Well, tears hide behind the big smile with that one.

When my seven-year-old daughter peddles her first two-wheel bike with the excitement of an Olympic event, my heart might burst from all the smiling.

When my seven-year-old son conquers math and ninja kicks his way through Bible drills, there are big smiles and high-fives for all.

When my daughters set up chairs outside and invite us to their moonlit performance…

When my sons sit side-by-side being brothers when no one is watching…

When I wake up in the morning and see new little sprouts in the garden…

When I pull up in the driveway after my long, leisurely lunch, and my five year old gets his first glimpse of me as he looks up from playing with caterpillars on the porch, his big smile answers all of the questions of my life in one sweeping, joy-filled blow. And there aren’t any cameras around to catch it…but somehow I don’t think I’ll forget.

 

 

 May 23, 2014  Family Life, Mommyhood Comments Off on The Big Smiles
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Sometime in late August I stood on the bank of a pond, and I held a fishing pole. Beside me stood my least outdoorsy daughter. I’d just hooked and lost a bluegill, and I wasn’t messing around. It was hot out, and I wanted to go inside with more than one scrawny fish on the line.

“Mom!” she yelled, and I shushed her.

“What is it?” I whispered back.

“Look at my face!” she cried. There was panic behind her eyes, and she was sure that I knew the reason just by glancing at her face.

“What’s wrong?” I asked with a furrowed brow. “I don’t see anything!”

She wiped her face with the back of her hand, and then she looked up at me again. “What,” she slowed, “is wrong with my face?”

“Oh honey,” I laughed. “That’s called sweat.”

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Yes, this Texan transplant to the mountains is now raising kids in Missouri. Clearly God has a sense of humor.

 December 31, 2013  Family Life 5 Responses »
Mar 252013
 

I’m behind on my picture posting (so what else is new), but of course I have to post our spring break/biblical new year celebration! My sister-in-law had planned a trip our way with her two kids, so I said, “Hey, let’s go stay at a hotel for a night!” I pretended it was for the kids, but no one loves hotels more than I do.

Last year, all the big girls wanted for their birthday was a hotel stay; but if you’ve been reading for awhile, you know that we had a pretty big hiccup in our lives around that time. So this year, we made it happen early! And we did it up big! First stop, our favorite Chinese restaurant.

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And then, after a junk food run, we partied like rock stars in the hotel room! We watched movies, popped microwave popcorn (gasp), found random music channels on the t.v. and danced till we we couldn’t dance anymore (I told them not to put us on the second floor). And yes, we kinda trashed the room–enough to make the maids gasp when opening the door while sis-in-law was in the next room and the rest of us were in the lobby eating breakfast. But don’t worry, I’ve been a maid! I stripped the beds and straightened the room before we left like I always do. Rock star mom by night; regular, boring mom by day.

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 March 25, 2013  Family Life Comments Off on We Partied Like Rock Stars
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