You've probably heard of raking leaves....or maybe even breaking bread....but have you ever heard of breaking leaves? Yeah, well me neither. Until Parker educated me on the matter today.
I'm blogging with my coffee (two loves), waiting for my youngest to wake up from nap, and watching two of my boys raking leaves outside in the perfect weather. Good day!
the leaves are FALLING, and of course, this makes me a little sad because we'll have to say goodbye very soon. But aren't they just beautiful?
this fall we've started a new format for our small group: a much more fluid approach to fellowship including wine, bread, and good conversation. I love it so much. Instead of feeling drained by having small group at our house, I feel refreshed! Isn't that the way it is supposed to be?
And my new autumn tablecloth....ooohhhh! I am so into it. Can't get over the vibrant colors...
cute little pumpkins from the dollar store. I'm sure some grubby, little hands will get a hold of them soon, but I'm enjoying them right now:)
Daily walks with Parker to go pick up B. from school. Special times.
p.s. that is not my slobber on my collar, just so you know. I believe it was Parker's. So there.
So, I tend to be an anxious person. This is no secret. Much, much better nowadays, but it is still in me. And so when I can't find anything really worthwhile to be uptight about...I find something really silly. Lately, I keep looking at the trees losing their leaves and my children growing before my eyes and realizing how much I'm loving God and being a part of this whole thing (life) ...and I get anxious about change. Change that isn't even bad. Just change in seasons and my kids growing up and what will God be like in a few years? Will he still be letting me in on little bits of insight? Will I still be able to enjoy Him? I know, dumb question re: God. Because HE IS GOD and he is everything and I'm the one who changes, not HIM. But even though I know this, I still let my mind wander. I'm amazed at his patience. I love learning about FAITH and what that means.
Even though in a few weeks, the leaves will be gone (eek!), and my children will be playing new games and maybe even taller...and we'll have new challenges in our life...God is there. In the future. I don't have to worry. He always brings more good things and more moments I want to cling to. And he always shows up. I'm so thankful that he gives me many blessings, and many moments each day to recognize His presence. No need to be anxious...
We went on a super-fun train ride with the family last Sunday. I forgot my camera...but thank goodness for sisters! My sister posted all of her pictures on facebook. Come and look You wanna be friends? I'll totally be your friend:)
Here is one funny picture from the chaos of four kiddos, 3 and under! You might notice that I cropped myself out of the picture because I had a wretched expression on my face. Sometimes this happens...
I don't know...{sigh}...I have absolutely no time for this kind of foolishness. I should not even be posting these right now. But I am. Oh well. I have this tendency to find time-sucking activities online so I can avoid doing real work. It is very remarkable. Look what I did the other night...
Isn't my husband a hottie? But it was fun...:)
10.13.2008
These are some boys I love. How can I resist? As if you all didn't know that already...
Oh, and Griffin was in an intensely bad mood today. All day. As you can see by his irritated face! It might have had something to do with the large amount of corn nuts he consumed yesterday.
And Parker, always my little poser, had a very good day!
So I'm really not a fan of male-bashing at all. I think that men get a bad rap and I dislike hearing women complain about them! And...my husband is the greatest--he really values my work here at home and is glad that I'm the one doing it! But I just thought this was really funny and reminded me that other women are in the same boat all over the country! An email that I got quite a laugh over...
THE NEXT SURVIVOR SERIES
Six married men will be dropped on an island with one car and
3 kids each for six weeks.
Each kid will play two sports and either take music or dance classes.
There is no fast food.
Each man must take care of his 3 kids; keep his assigned house clean, correct all homework,
and complete science projects, cook, do laundry, and pay a list of 'pretend' bills
with not enough money.
In addition, each man
will have to budget in money
for groceries each week.
Each man must remember the birthdays of all their friends and relatives, and send cards out on time--no emailing.
Each man must also take each child to a doctor's appointment,
a dentist appointment
and a haircut appointment.
He must make
one unscheduled and inconvenient
visit per child
to the A & E.
He must also
make biscuits or cakes
for a social function.
Each man will be responsible for decorating his own assigned house, planting flowers outside
and keeping it presentable at all times.
The men will only have access to television when the kids are asleep and all chores are done.
The men must
shave their legs,
wear makeup daily,
adorn himself with jewellery,
wear uncomfortable yet stylish shoes,
keep fingernails polished
and eyebrows groomed.
During one of the six weeks,
the men will have to endure severe abdominal cramps, back aches,
and have extreme, unexplained mood swings but never once complain or
slow down from other duties.
They must attend weekly school meetings,
church, and find time at least once to spend the afternoon at the park or a similar setting.
They will need to
read a book to the kids
each night and in the morning,
feed them, dress them,
brush their teeth and
comb their hair by 8:00 am.
A test will be given at the end of the six weeks, and each father will be required to know all of the following information:
each child's birthday,
height, weight,
shoe size, clothes size
and doctor's name.
Also the child's weight at birth,
length, time of birth,
and length of labour,
each child's favourite colour,
middle name,
favourite snack,
favourite song,
favourite drink,
favourite toy,
biggest fear and
what they want to be when they grow up.
The kids vote them off the island
based on performance.
The last man wins only if...
he still has enough energy
to be intimate with his spouse
at a moment's notice.
If the last man does win,
he can play the game over and over
and over again for the next 18-25 years
eventually earning the right
To be called Mum!
My mom let me borrow her camera (thank you!!) and I found a bunch of cute pictures on her memory card. I especially love this one taken this summer with my grandma dee. Coffee in hand and everything--how fitting! Love you!
I'm making my pumpkin chili today for guests arriving later this evening. Just the process of making it makes me feel fallish. For those of you who have asked for the recipe, here it is from last year's halloween post. Oh, the cuteness of those two little boys of mine is sometimes overwhelming! Love them.
Happy Friday and a wonderful weekend to you all...