Monday, December 28, 2015

Our Christmas was merry and Bright

The month of Christmas came and then it was over. The day seemed to go by so fast, though I think we had our fill of Christmas cheer for this year. I held off taking down my tree until today. I thought for sure I would enjoy it's beauty all the week through until New year's but after Friday found myself not even turning it on anymore. It feels good to have it all clean again.

But let's back up a beat.  Last week was the beginning of the winter break and we enjoyed no homework and sleeping in. Early in the week I decided to overhaul some closets and get rid of 11 bags of charitable donations plus other garbage and recycling. I also accidentally destroyed one bookshelf, but it ended up being a blessing as the space worked out great. The project resulted in a lot of open loving space and it's been awesome. this week will be my room.

Later in the week we got back to Christmas by baking cookies and sending out our cards.

Christmas Eve was the church candlelight service and our tradition of watching The Polar Express.

After the kids were snug in their beds Santa made his stop. The kids each got 3-4 gifts. Caylee s big item was her American Girl doll. Logan got a Star wars Lego set, Ian got a remote control car and the baby got lots of Little Time cars.

We had my sister and her son over for dinner as well as my husband's mom and step dad.

Saturday, December 19, 2015

Yay for Christmas Break!

With a solid two weeks ahead of me I celebrated the first day of Christmas break with a bang...sitting on my couch until 12:30. Before that time I did squeeze in a shower and was multi tasking my tv watching with some late Christmas cards. I love beige busy and love their school, but with partially homeschooling them I am definitely excited for some down time.

Last night I was able to sneak away and get my hair cut and my nails manicured after about six months. Let's just say that both were overdo and I feel like a queen ready to take on the next six months. Lol.

My husband was working so the kids and I ventured out into the Christmas madness to Ikea where they played in the olayplacebwould while the baby and I perused. I made it out alive with all my kids, four 50% off stuffed animals and some cookie cutters for this week.

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

My Love Letter

Life is a beautiful gift from our God above. Each day is a blessing, but is not guaranteed. I have so much in my life to be thankful for. I owe my life to God and my Savior for standing in the gap. Meeting me where I am wherever I am. My walk with God has changed my life dayby day. I love them and are forever at their mercy.

My husband is such a blessing to me. His unconditional love and constant  companionship through thick and thi. the father he is to our kids. I can say enough. I have definitely known true love.

My beautiful daughter. How sweet and kind. How full of love and grace. Full of love for her family and friends. I am so blessed.

My first son. He is so kind and handsome. always says it like it us and keeps it real. May that logicand love always be with him.

My second son. How big he is growing. also kind and handsome.  Full of determination and never saying no for an answer. May that steadfastness follow him always.

My youngest baby. So cute, so kind and so determined. A quiet soul who saves his opinions for the right moment. May be be a discerning spirit throughout his life.

My parents, siblings, family. They are my heart. I would do anything for my family

All those who have touched my life for good. some truly special souls. I am a very lucky lady.

Life is beautiful. Life is a beautiful walk with God.

Monday, December 14, 2015

The Old Rugged Cross

The Old Rugged Cross
Alan Jackson
On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suffering and shame;
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain.
So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.
To the old rugged cross I will ever be true,
It's shame and reproach gladly bear;
Then he'll call me some day to my home far away,
Where his glory forever I'll share.

Saturday, December 12, 2015

Cows of Bashan

Happy Saturday!  Christmas is in full swing and so are the festivities. Last night the family and I got to go to a party with friends. It was about twelve kids running around and six parents eating and enjoying each other's company. we originally had grandiose ideas about craft tables for the kids filled with ornament making and gingerbread houses, but decided to let people be and divide up the project materials to take home for later.

Today while reading The Bible I came across the stern warnings God gave to his people in the book of Amos.  Right from the start he is talking to women and holy moly I would not want to be considered under that group.

It reads, "Hear this word, you cows of Bashan on Mount Samaria, you women who oppress the poor and crush the needy and say to your husbands, "Bring us some drinks!"
The Sovereign Lord has sworn by his holiness; "The time will surely come when you will be taken away with hooks, the last of
You with fishhooks. You will each go straightout through breaks in the wall, and you will be cast out toward Harmon," declares the Lord". Amos 4:1-4

How horrible an ending is that?  Not only pulled by fishhooks but through the cracks of walls!  God is not joking around here. The image if a woman leisurely laying around full of self righteous expectation ordering a refill with the wave of her wrist is comical. This scenario isn't just about being parched on the couch and asking your husband for a favor. It describes her as someone is at the top of their food chain. Who gets what they want and doesn't care who she steps on below to get it. This includes her own husband. "Bring me a drink now Larry!!".

As far fetching as this sounds I find it a wakeup  chec. I can get demanding with my husband in between fatigue and diaper changes. Times when I am filled with expectation and congratulatory back patting. How great that we have a God who can stop us in our tracks on a daily basis with warnings such as these.

Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Rain , Posters and God as our Pilot

The last couple if days we have had a ton more rain. Two days at close to five inches, which is our typical monthly total. Lots of flooding along roadways and people stranded not being able to get home. My weekly travel allowed me to miss a lot of it. Though there was one point yesterday where I almost hydroplaned off the road. Nothing like getting your adrenaline pumping.  When I got home yesterday after cleaning and carpooling I decided to make soup and veg out to some Duck Dynasty for a while.

Today I got my husband to pitch in and help our daughter with a science poster assignment. He is not much of a school guy as he is a self made learner, but was quickly busy painting the ring of fire.

This was after him and I watched the new San Andreas movie last night. talk about a stressful situation.  I learned that in order to help my entire family survivea major earthquake we will need our own helicopter, a helicopter phone, crazy adrenaline muscles and a lot of luck. Eeck!  if something like that were to happen here let alone with my little kids, I would literally be praying and hoping we were straight with God. When the movie was over I prayed for our safety and in a situation like that to have his eyes and brains.

The Bible says that we should trust God and lean not to our own dstanding. The stories of Noah and his family being the only eight people in the world saved as God took out the entire planet, or Lot being saved as his whole town was destroyed. These are testaments tome that though harm can come our way and overtake our physical bodies, God is always in ccontrol. He can save when it a meant to save and take out when its meant to be taken out.  Knowing that is amazing. Trusting that can be hard.

I ran across one of my favorite scriptures today. Psalm 127:1-2
"Unless the Lord builds the house, it's builders labor in vain. Unless the Lord watches over the city, the watchmen stand guard in vain.  In vain you rise early and stay up late, toiling forfood to eat--for he grants sleep to those he loves."

How amazing that we don't have to rely on our own helicopter when God is our pilot?!

Monday, December 7, 2015

Raining Buckets!

This is the NW where we shun umbrellas and troop it out in hoodies. Heck, I don't even own an umbrella. You know its bad when I say that today's rainfall has been one for the record books.  Streets were flooded and needed a boat to cross, buildings were becoming indoor swimming pools and sand bags were being handed like Halloween candy. Luckily our house faces no damage, but my son's preschool had water coming in through the Windows for the second time in two months.

I was able to have a rare quiet morning with the little guy while Vince took the older kids an hour away to a rock museum class trip. It took him two hours to navigate down there when it usually takes only one. Most of the kids turned back before even making it. As they were heading home there was a running river surrounding the building.

I was able to do some holiday and grocery shopping and get a few things around the house done before homework, dinner and cheer practice. Where did the day go?

Saturday, December 5, 2015

Busy is Good

It is Saturday morning and over half of the house is sleeping. Yay for weekends of relax. It was a good and busy week for me, and for my husband it was a week of sickness relapse.

Tuesday I got to go on my Logan's field trip to an omnimax show and watch Flight of the Butterflys. It was in 3D and a special treat for me. Though once they announced that upon  exiting there would be no re entry I swore I was coming down with a cough condition.

I watched my nephew this week and hehis two years old self played cars and helped Logan with his science poster.

Friday was filled with school and teacher meetings, shopping at Costco for Christmas presents, and a booster club meeting.

Today started slow with my favorite Christmas move, Christmas with The kranks and then bazaar shopping and a Christmas tree.

It took us a while to find to right tree. Most were too short, too thin or too yellow. The boys ran around the tree farm getting out their winter wiggles.

With the help of my husband and all of the boys we were able to get our tree up and straightened in the stand with lights. It was exciting to see the kids putting up the decorations and dancing to the Christmas carols.

Thank you God and Christ for my life and for caring about my salvation!

Friday, December 4, 2015

Thanksgiving and Disney

I am typing this before bed late in the evening because if I don't I never will. How did life get so busy?  Where did the year go?

Thanksgiving was spent on a road trip to southern California to hang out with my family. My memories of the last couple of weeks are going to be fragmented, but present.

-Driving late into the night with little Owen starting the case of a stomach flu and violently throwing up.  We had to pull over and clean him off on the side if an off ramp in the middle of nowhere. the following days it passing to Ian and then I Vince and then my brother. Fun times.

-Going to Disneyland for a day and navigating through the crazy busy crowds. Vince taking. My nephew in the dumbo ride.

-riding Splash Mountain for the first time in 22 years because I had no four year old was going on it. I hated it but had to shut my mouth as my four year old was having second thoughts. At the end slogan and Ian were crying. The pic was priceless.

-watching the fireworks and seeing my daughter's eyes light up. Seeing her completely calm and happy being my little girl while the snow fell to Frozen.

-getting to take my 22 yr old baby bro on Indiana Jones that he hadn't been on since 12

-how my husband almost knocked out two dudes for not letting me sit in a. empty seats during the fireworks while I was holding a baby and eating a turkey leg.

-balboa island frozen bananas and Ian asking if zombies wear underwear.

My siblings and I trying to get a pic on a really windy beach.

-downtown Disney and Knotts Berry farm. And the overwhelming sadness when we all had to say goodbye ye.

-traffic on the way home and deciding to drive the 18 hrs straight to home putting us at arrival at 5 am.