my happily ever after

happy chaos

2012-01-18T09:34:00.000-08:00

weekend recap:

We still tackled some things that needed to be done, like take out christmas lights (both pretty and practical, let me tell you), purge fall from the yard, and clean out the garden, and start to turn over soil for the new year. Nick fixed a sprinkler that exploded last weeked and cleaned up half the little hill that exploded with it. The wall in the kids room is officially fixed, and the art that should go in the new frames should be here today.

We also played a lot of games with the kids, played games just the two of us, cuddled on the couch, danced a lot, and had a game night with friends on Friday.

The game night on Friday was just what I needed. We served pulled pork sliders, and grilled pineapple, then when we were in mid game, we threw pizookies at everyone. It was a lot of laughing and a lot of bizarre stunts. And it was just adults.... which was a treat. Our home felt happy and full. Laughter echoed off the walls. The next morning Ry informed me, my friends kept waking her up laughing. I apologized, and she said "its ok mom, your allowed to be hyper sometimes too. Even as a mommy."

I swear you should check out quelf too. Its random with a capital R. It was a hit all the way around.
We laughed a lot. A lot A lot.

I have videos, but those are incriminating to me, so to keep it fair, I only will show you embarrasing things of others. Its my blog. I do what I want... :)

I have fun friends. The Lord has totally blessed this season in our lives with lots of people who make us laugh, let us cry, and who get us thinking. Im greatful.

The rest of the weekend looked like more normal P family life. Pretty happy P family life.

oh wait....yes thats pretty but normal...
well that is yet to be defined...
we did attend a performance on Sunday afternoon.
her fasion is like no other...

gosh she is lovely.

She has captured my heart.

Happy day to you all.

middle of the night ramble

2012-01-10T05:27:00.000-08:00

Its 3:51 in the morning. Yikes.
I'll regret this tomorrow, but for now I have no choice.
Im up with a middle of the night migraine.
Not fun.
I took Excedrin, and now my mind and heart are racing.
Im making to do lists, and burning all my new (christmas gift) cd's to Itunes.
Productive huh.

Oh how I wish I could sleep.
Im feeling way inspired to create, which is awesome.
I've tried lots of new things this week. Thank.you.very.much.internet.

So heres a list of link of things we have made/done/enjoyed: linky love.

a new game tucked in Nicks stocking:         Fluxx
this recipe for strawberry banana sorbet made in the vitamix:            sorbet
and this meat marinade:         steak marinade
this CD that I am adoring:          chair & microphone 3
this photoshoot of my kiddos:        little artists
our new Zoku pop maker:            Zoku
this fun fun weird board game:           quelf
have I mentioned my love for this stuff (and its sugar free):            Clemmys

oh and how about an instagram Iphone dump... for those of you not on instagram. Im loving that little Iphone App an awful lot.

the fam

anthro tea cup + birthday kalonche

my christmas gift from Ry

this is bake it pretty

massage monday = spoiled rotten

oh yeah for tea pots, bye bye pot & laddle

I don't rock the messy hair, but I do, do it.

peanut butter waffles + smoothie

my new bff

new morning treadmill routine

fluxx and popcorn

oopsa daisy

evening house

pantry redo - racking up them points

2012-01-07T14:18:00.000-08:00

Hello all.
Im here today to teach you a two fold lesson.

One - how to work the pretty vs. practical point system.
Two - pretty pantry's make mama's so happy

First let me tell you, my pantry, was chaos. I've scoured Lightroom for an old pantry photo, there were none. Thank goodness I don't have to keep it too real round here for that.

So after everything was out, then I thought of taking a photo....
I have a closet styled pantry, small, but after all the tiny homes we've lived in, Im greatful for this.

When everything came out, I was amazed at what that small space holds. Wow. Also humbled by people all over the world who struggle for a daily meal, and how blessed we are, to have a pantry, let alone to not have to worry about tomorrows dinner. I plead with you, if you have never heard this sermon about who is rich and who isn't... watch it. I assure you in this massive globe, we are indeed rich no matter how middle class we may feel. We are rich beyond measure compared to those, who struggle for basic needs. Don't ever let yourself be fooled. Your sitting somewhere on a computer, you can probably go get yourself a glass of clean water. Thats more than many. Ok back to this glutinous project.

So then we took a little Cade plays airplane break... vrooooooom.. Hes a speedy jet...

Then My mr. Taped his heart out, and painted. Approx. 2 hours. I felt unsure of color at night. Thought it didn't pop enough. So he left tape on for me to decide in the morning since 1 1/2 hours of it almost was just taping.

The next morning, I totally changed my tune. I loved it instantly. Cherry happy, yellow. I loved it.

I payed kids in cutie slices to take off the tape for me. Score. This is pretty. And was a project just to paint. I get A point. Its not practical to paint your pantry I tell you, but it is pretty. Oh wait, I already had the paint and the cutie (and cuties) and didn't spend a dime. Rack up another point for me.

Bye bye tape.

I had totally hit up a huge Ikea organizing sale. So I made an extensive list of dry goods, and canister needs. Put our goodies up in that. And pretty pretty. I love it. I can see everything and it is pretty and practical. Im giving myself 3 points for that. But I did spend quite a dime to buy it all, I put in about $50 on baskets, bins, canisters, and can racks. So no bonus point. Bummer.

Want to see.....

Pretty huh.
I do plan on racking up another 3 points later in the week, if I can get labels on all these bad boys..... I am designing up something cute for it. Just you wait and see.....

oh wait, and this wasn't on my list. Darn Ikea and there sale.
gotta go... the mr. has out his drill, and things are being hung overhead, oh I bet you'd like to know..

*****Oh and for those of you who have prayed for me. THANK YOU. Im feeling awesome, and healthy. And so very greatful. Thank you Thank you.

2012-01-07T10:24:00.000-08:00

Happy Saturday.
It is around here.
Sleeping in, yummy berry smoothies, and sunshine, and loud dancing music.
Lunch in the sunny backyard and the kids playing happily ON THERE OWN all afternoon instead of naps.
Sandbox, dumptrucks, bikes. Oh January, thank you.
Happy Day.

We are tackling the list today people.
With zero agenda.
It feels good.
If we get it done. Awesome.
If not. Fine by us.

The kids are big into make believe these days.
Cade loves to be the daddy, and Rylan well today she asked
me "grandma" to babysit Anabelle (current name of her doll).
She explained to me that she was allergic to roses, and needed a nice long nap.

Nick piped in and said, "Im not a grandpa"
and she said. "well Anabelle is my baby, and Im yours, so. yes Daddy you are a Grandpa."
When Rylan scooted along to go to take photos of a baby in the backyard, and then to Target.
yikes.
Nick and I let Anabelle pick a treat from the treat jar, and talked about how the fun places we wanted to take her, when she was bigger.
She didn't make a peep, and never went in timeout once.
What an awesome grandchild!!

The kids watched the ice cream man out there window today.
The leaves are all off the trees.
Piles everywhere.
Southern California really does have seasonal confusion.
Im at the age, I adore that.
Its charming really.

Off of this little box.
Shrimp is begging to be grilled and homemade popsicles are to make up for the fact that we certainly don't purchase sugary sweets from strangers in creepy vans.

Im just saying...

those pesky resolutions

2012-01-04T10:30:00.000-08:00

Happy New Year!

Did I mention that? It is indeed a new year.

I've been spoiled rotten the past few months with 30 days of my 30th birthday, and then running straight into Christmas. Im surrounded by pretty things, new music, lovely books all that have been so lovingly gifted to me by random people. Im determined to do a post about all that. Its craziness how loved I felt, and well everyone knew me. But Im ready to get back into a routine for sure.

A dear friend told me that whats awesome about being 30, is that when your 20, you kind of figure out WHO you are. I agree. I totally did that. But when your 30, you just get to start doing it all. Better. I love that. And its exactly what I want to do.

My new years "things" are:
getting a good morning routine with the Word + being active.
Continue my quest to eat better (which is going awesome).
More downtime as a family. I want us to get the chance to be bored togethor.
There you have it.

We rung in the New Year with just that, an impromptu slumber party at a friends house that we continued to extend because we couldn't bare to leave them. Meals, board games, no plans. We walked Dana Point harbor on New Years Day, and I looked at all these people and thought, how do they just have these free days to hang out on the beach, thats how crazy life has felt the last few years. And I realized ... we were there hanging out too. Lucky us. The sun was bright and beautiful and thawed us out, and I literally soaked it up. It felt awesome. I want more days like that all year round.

I realize saying I will do less this year, sounds like a cop out resolution. How simple. But for us its not. We love a lot of people, and are blessed by that. Its hard to fit it all in, but in the meantime, Im longing to sit on a beach and let my kids bury me, without the agenda of somewhere else to be in 20 minutes. I want to go on more family walks. I want to work in the garden togethor more this year. I want to soak them up. Kindergarten starts this year and no doubt the tugging and pulling of commitment will ring in harder than ever. I just want to gain control of it now.

So there you have it.

Speaking of doing less (snort) are you doing the pretty + practical home challenge, you should. Im excited to stop putting off ideas, and make them happen, THIS MONTH. In my home. And for me.

Yesterday I went to Ikea to arm myself with some of my ideas for projects. Im ready girls, the paint clothes, and loud music are coming on this week, you better keep up. We've already started taking stuff down and repairing.... posts will be coming.... We are excited to pour some love into this house.

but first Im going to drink one of these....

its filled with all of this....
its my current new obsession...

oh and wait before you go... how cute is this...??
the kids are not apparntley done with the holidays.
They are still addicted to wrapping things for people and leaving them laying around.
So if you come to my front porch right now, you'll find this...
waiting for daddy when he arrives home. So sweet.

ok for reals now, you can go about your day. You have "things" of your own to tackle....
but what are they?

introducing the pretty vs. practical home challenge

2012-01-02T20:18:00.000-08:00

Are you all swimming with want to's and need to's for your home that you hope to tackle during the month of January. Things beyond just lug out the dried out tree. Maybe things you have thought you would do since the day they handed you keys at escrow closing two years ago... Oh no. Thats just me.

Well Christmas is officially a wrap, Its put away and blogged. Whew.

Im dreaming of lots of things, things I want to do, like finally hang pictures in our stairwell, organize the jewelry in my closet and things I need to do, like fix the shelf in the kids room that is falling off the wall. Want vs. need. Pretty vs. Practical. The classic struggle.

Well for the month of January, Im playing a game around my house. Want to join me.
Im warning you Im highly competive.

If I accomplish a task that pretties up the house I get a point. +1.
If I accomplish a task that practicals up the home I get a point +1.
If I do a task that both pretties and practicals up the house I get +3.

If I do a task that does either task, and it costs zero money I get +1.

What do we win.. you ask?
Ohhh a more pretty and practical house. Tah-dah.
Thats winning if ever I heard of any.

I'll post my progress, won't you post yours?
Lets have sparkling shining fresh houses come February.
For anyone that plays along during the month (you know so I ain't so lonely)
there will be a prize for the winner, details posted soon.

go ahead make a list...

I'll show you mine if you show me yours....

-get the last box in house unpacked and organized, my jewelry.
-storage in my closet
-shelf in kids room fixed

-art in hallway

-paint a bathroom upstairs

-baseboards painted in living room, fresh and clean

-garage cleaned out AGAIN, a car in the garage.

-freshen up guest room, happier colors

-label playroom buckets

on your mark

get set

go!

oh the smiles on Christmas morn

2012-01-02T19:39:00.000-08:00

Is there anything quite as good as that feeling you feel in your chest on Christmas morning.
Oh wait... your kids smiles.
There is that.

Im so thankful for the birth of that baby, on that sacred night.
The best gift ever given to us all.

It creates quite the sweetest of celebrations.
And all I thought this year was...
Oh man it felt good to give gifts to those I love that I knew they would love.
To see there face, the squeal of delight, the surprise.
As the open it. Feels awesome.

I wonder if thats a small portion how God feels, when we accept the gift He gave.
Ya think?

I do.

Heres a peek at the P's Christmas morning.
The equation is as follows:

Stockings, a big mess, lollipops in the early morning, a big ball to roll in, Static, homemade doughnuts, worship as a family, surprises all around, homemade ironing boards for the girly girl, a robot for the boys boy, lots of love. It was a sweet celebrated morning.

Christmas Eve.

2011-12-29T09:06:00.000-08:00

Nick and I keep Christmas morning for the four of us, so in the last couple years, we have a Christmas morning with Grammy and Papa.

Rylan asked Santa for one thing this year. I mean she had a nice little list of other ideas but one thing that she would holler across the mall in case he would forget. This was her face when she walked downstairs to find that it came from Grammy and Papa.

its quiet the Surprise face huh!! And what could possibly make a little girl so happy you wonder?
Well look bellow but it isn't a parking garage.

A vacuum cleaner.
She so wanted one.
Grammy and Pappa spoiled us all.
The Ry bug also got a blender and toaster to complete her domestic duties.
Then we had a big appetizer feast before we geared up for Christmas Eve Services.

Rylan looked like she had cooked all day.

the sweetest thing was that night I said now what do you think Santa will bring now?

And she said. Oh he should give my vacuum cleaner to someone else, I already got one.

I love love love her heart.

a five senses holiday

2011-12-28T07:46:00.000-08:00

This year the house was filled with holiday.
The kids got it this year, and snuck into bed the whole last week counting down.
So excited.
When we finally woke them to open presents Cades response was "but it wasn't snowing."
It couldn't be Christmas. When I looked confused (because it doesn't snow here)
his response was.. "but in the movies mom.. it snows on Christmas".
And thus my 3 year old is starting with un realistic expectations.
Craziness.

This month the no sugar diet was way tricky, but I did it.
The tastses of the month were not sugar cookies, and ham.
They were cuties, and pistachios, with some peppermint tea.
We did do some yummy breakfasts for the kids.
Like Christmas Eve's Reindeer cakes.

The sounds of the month, were filled with our crackly record player.
Also the crisp sounds of technology.
With the new She & Him holiday album.
With Joel Rakes.
Mindy Smith, my holiday.
The sounds were also lots of laughter,
and bickering between the kids.
Its new. I dislike it a lot.

Or the sound of the cheesy 80's keyboard Cade got.
And how Rylan calls it a compiano.

Or then us laughing, again. Its so sweet.

The textures of the month, oh they were plenty.
Its been unuasually cold the entire month, except christmas day which was 73.

We have been bundled in soft chunky scarves, wool slippers, big comfy coats.

Fighting to feel warm.

Always with a blanket on the couch, bundled.

We survived almost the whole month of December without illness.
Oh, until last night, poor Nick.

Oh the sights,

twinkling lights, and candles fill the house.

Messes of wrapping paper, somewhere as we remembered one more gift, one more gift.
Green bakers twine, and white lace.
And oh the sight on Christmas, of all that paper, strewn everywhere.
I had read the qoute on Christmas Eve. That the mess made Christmas morning, is one of the sweetest ones and not to clean it up too quickly. So I never did. I figured thats what the day after was for.
And speaking of messes, there was one, almost the entire month, as Rylan was very busy whipping up gifts for Everyone. Just cutting up paper, into the tiniest of bits, working most dilligently.
The sight of the kids dancing togethor watching the nutcracker on Christmas Eve, a favorite.
Or the one where Cade danced on stage on christmas Eve, pure joy filled his face. He is quite the ham.
There was also that sight of my husband helping me sew away the last few Christmas gifts. Good man. Good man.

And my nose, well its been completely delighted with Ms. Myers holiday soaps.
Also in love with cocunut scents lately.
Not super holiday'y. But whatever right.
Not too much some very lovely Anthro soaps gifted to me by a dear friend.

The soap gave me such a giggle in store, that we had to go home with it.

Almond Honey. yum.

sticky sweet.

2011-12-27T21:18:00.000-08:00

That kit gingerbread house at the market called out to us,
so the day before Christmas Eve we opened it up.
And we laughed a lot...
and made a house, and a truck for Cade.
It was a totally a fill my heart holiday moment.
Even with the messy faces, and the bedheads... :)
And daddy hung the lights on the house, cause thats what daddies do. Right?
Cade ate a lot of candy, cause thats what Cade does.
Rylan was very determined to make it just so.
mom took pics....
Yep that sounds about right.
All of us in our own little roles.

Im full.

2011-12-24T16:04:00.000-08:00

Part one of Christmas is complete in our house. The part with me cooking a lot, and one set of family done. Yet were an hour out from Christmas Eve service (and no Im not ready yet) and yet the Lord is opening my mind and eyes, and I feel hungry to speak to you all again. Its exciting.
I've been quiet, hungry for the Lord, but really processing all this body, and mind went through the last few months. Feeling zapped creatively. Today, Im tossing it aside. Crying out to Jesus, clinging to him, feeling wonderful, and giving him all thanks and power in my heart and life. And that is inspiring enough. What a present.

My Christmas tree is full, almost embarrasingly so.
The Lords love in me is full, not embarrasing at all.
My passion for my amazing husband, is soaring, he is an awesome man, and makes me feel treasured, and not with packages with bows. Its what he tells me with his eyes.
My kids, well, Im full of that too. Nothing worse than the whiner who just opened too many gifts. Yikes.
But, for the sake of happy things, they are seriously, a blessing, that I can't imagine living without.
One that made me cry today, for friends who I know long for children of there own, and yet here I sit with these 2. Sparkly, happy, children. I feel undeserving of that.

A song that is speaking to me, as I sew up the last of a Christmas gift for my neices.

Your Glory - All sons and daughters

My life is yours.
My hope is in you only.
My heart you hold.
Cause you made this sinner holy.

Holy.
Holy.

Cause your glory is so beautiful.
I fall onto my knees in awe.
And the heartbeat of my life
is to worship in your light.
Cause your glory is so beautiful.
Cause your glory is so beautiful.

Glory Glory Hallelujah.
Jesus you are Good.
We sing Glory Glory Hallelujah.
Jesus you are Good.

Its hard to sew with your hands in the air.
Let me tell you.
I tell you I just learn more and more every year.
Learn more of His heart and refinement for me.
As he widdles away my stubborness.

We live near some really awesome Christmas lights.
Like all synced to music, houses upon houses.
Bright, and way sensory overload. But cool.
Last night the thing that struck me as we drove by them
was simple and powerful.
A cross, with white lights. The sign attached said.
"He came for this reason"
What a powerful Christmas message that is.
He came to carry that sin from the beginning.
The baby in the manger.
A baby with purpose.
For me.

Merry Christmas to you and yours.

P.S. I've missed this.

and the award goes to.....

2011-12-22T16:33:00.000-08:00

Last week was our dear friends Caitlen birthday.
I love her a lot.
Really wanted to make her feel loved and special.
To celebrate the finale of her 20's.
And well Caitlen has big dreams for theatre, and she is amazingly gifted.
So this was her birthday Academy Award night.
I would share with you what award she took home, but its most personal.
Just know it was a good one.
The presentation was most serious, along with Red Velvet Cupcakes, Caits fav.

and for dinner
Cesar Salad
Roasted Red Tomatoe Soup
French Bread
Carrabas Chicken with Sundried Tomatoes and Goat Cheese

as far as the reviews on what Caitlen was wearing that night, it was a sweet little anthropologie number, whats not to love, and her acceptance speech, was powerfully moving with practically an alter call at the end. We all applauded loudly. Love being able to pour into the people we love like this. Love having friends who allow us to be silly and have fun too. So super special.
Love you Cait.

and then there were TWO

2011-12-18T23:40:00.000-08:00

We have been receiving the privilege of getting to love on Elijah and the Coffee's newest little Mr. Gabriel. He is PRECIOUS. They both are. Now not only have I gotten a sneak peek at an adoption rollercoaster (twice), but at twins. Oh me oh my.
Kristen has her heart and her hands very full. If anyone is up for the task it is that awesome mom. Let me tell you. She juggles each of there special care so well, and calmly, and David just beams at fatherhood. Its beautiful. And biggest brother Caleb, oh that boy has the dearest of places in not only my heart but Rylans for sure. He is an amazing amazing brother and little boy. His heart is total gold. I swear the reliance on the Lord shines through them.

This week our home has been infant central.
In fact, last night I took some pictures and told Nick, look what was left for me under the Christmas tree....

too bad I think they are going to take them with them, you think?

ways you can pray for this family
- for grace, heaps of grace as they make this family and daily life adjustment.
- for healing for both boys have heart issues and have been diagnosed with down sydrome.
- for rest
- for both birth moms, especially Gabriels, who this is very new and raw and her final goodbye is drawing near, and her heart is aching.
-for travel back to New York, as a family of five... and for kind flight neighbors.
-for provision, as finances surely will change with both additions.
-for both of them to cling to Jesus as they get stretched phsyically in the coming months. Babies are tiring.

lucky us to get to love on all five of them again, crazy huh.
below - me with Gabe. Nick with Elijah.

doubley blessed

2011-12-14T08:47:00.000-08:00

For those of you that followed the story about baby Elijah back in June. (I have a tag on my sidebar for them) An adoption story that amazed and challenged Nick and I, we were blessed to have a family (whom we had never met) come and live with us for a month while they adopted a baby out of a local childrens hospital. It was awesome, and a really really front row street, at the rollercoaster ride of adoption. One that had a lot of hoops to jump through. But Elijah, is an amazing little miracle. And we all fell head over heels fast, and realized why the rollercoaster MUST be ridden.

Well, guess who walked through my front door yesterday. THE COFFEE FAMILY. In Los Angeles to pick up another precious baby boy. Who would have thought. This story is one that is crazy cool. And a totally different situation. This has been less like a rollercoaster, and much more like the Lord simply showing them how provision looks a different way. Last time was on blind faith completely which we are asked to do so often. But this time, he has revealed himself, and provided way in advance. Its healing I think, after so much in one year. It reminds me over and over again, how the Lord knows, what we can handle, and when. And how he knows exactly what refines us, and when we need softening and pure love poured right in. And how important both end of the spectrums are.

Last night we opened our home up for an open house, for everyone who fundraised and worked so hard to get Elijah to come and say thank you, and just see how good the Lord is. Oh and to hold him. To really really hold him. Because then you fall in love. Hot pretzels (that were out of the oven way later then we promised people). And lots of hot chocolate for all.

Today the new baby gets out of the hospital, and there you have it. The Coffees essentially have twin little precious boys now. Only a few months apart. And only a couple pounds apart too. We can't wait to meet him and hold him. Were also excited to spend a few days with them, and rejoice at all the Lord has done for them. He is so good.

On a side note: one that is making my eyes happy. I went all white and silver for Christmas. Im totally over the moon in love.

12.11.11 in the am

2011-12-11T10:29:00.001-08:00

This morning I slow danced in the kitchen with Nick.

Mismatched jammies, breakfast dishes scattered across the kitchen table.

Chalkboards with castle sketches from our two favorite artists.

His hand on the small of my back.

Crumbs under our feet.

Both of us with crazy morning hair.

The Ipad singing us a song.

One we can barely hear from the land of make believe in the next room.

Life is messy, and really happy

where to find magic

2011-12-09T15:40:00.001-08:00

Im struggling as a mom.
Wanting to of course to be the ever intentional (funny that intentional is almost trendy) mother.
And with the holidays here, and my kids getting older.
The question is coming up again about Santa.
Oh vey, who knew Santa would give me so many headaches.

Lots of families do Santa, and its fun.
I remember doing Santa as a kid, waiting up at night, hoping to catch a glimpse.
Being at a friends house one year, whose dad went as far to ring bells on a rooftop, to keep the magic alive.
I remember getting older, having doubts, and the perfect statement by mom, he will come as long as you believe. And I being wise, knew exactly what that meant, and so I believed.
Heck mom if your reading this, I STILL believe.
And that part I love.
The magic. The belief. The tradition. The excitement.

But the holiday being encompassed by a Santa craze. I dislike. A lot.
The greed part, I dislike a lot.
Especially for my kids, and my family.
And I can't help but cringe, (similarly to the way I cringe about Barney, or Dora) when the topic of Santa comes up.
So much that I have been tempted to say blahhhh.. we dont do that, in our house.
This is the first year, she is asking, wondering.
And I have honestly been completely avoiding, as my heart goes each way.
And so I've been on the fence about what to do, praying for guidance.
Asking the Lord what would He want me to do.

And if your looking for answers I have none.
This blog post doesn't wrap itself into a pretty little package.

I will say when Santa walked through the doors of a holiday party my girls eyes lit up.
And that part I loved.
When Cade hugged Santa for an awkwardly long period of time, I loved.
The joy, I love.

And really praying and seeking guidance, on how to make the excitement of our holiday
be true, with simply Jesus. Which is tricky when Santa is marketed really well for my 3 & 4 year old.

And so I guess as I type my solution, flutters in my head.
And its simple.
I pray.
I pray that they get bits of magic (without me exaggerating it in our home)
with letters to Santa Clause, because who doesn't like to dream.
I pray.
Pray the Lord reigns higher than "ho ho ho's" and elfs on shelfs.
That the really big miracle, is not a large man scooting down our chimney,
but that would be a fun part of storytelling and folklore.
And then speak to them, teach them.
That truth, would come from the baby in the manger.
And then lead by example.
And all I can do is make that.. be what makes my eyes light up.
What makes my heart set on fire.
Not a good sale at Target. Or the run run run of the holiday season.

dissapearing act

2011-12-06T08:29:00.001-08:00

I didn't mean to vanish, but it felt good, let me tell you.
I've felt good, and so I've run around like a crazy person trying to get life under control, from not feeling good for 2 whole months.

We were thankful. Very thankful. Turkey and yams Thankful.
Overflowing obedient heart thakful.
My son rocks a bow tie. Just so you know.
I've been working like crazy .. see here.
Im a Christmas shopping ninja.
Debating not doing Christmas cards this year, and using that money for something good.
Something more eternal than Christmas cards.
The holidays look different this year, updating our Christmas style, finally.
White white white. Then more white.
Vintage ornament boxes piled high.
Praying intensely for marriages. Lots of marriages.
Thankful for mine, for the gift of submitting to his authority.
Thankful for a husband who doesn't abuse his authority.
Lots of movie rental, gift wrapping, date nights.
A couple meals with gluten, as I slowly reintroduce.
To see if that was the problem.
A sick boy. Thats happy as can be, but we need some answers about all of that.
The post office and I are meeting up today. Not much I hate more than that.
Rylans dreaming of an ironing board and vacuum cleaner for Christmas.
Cade wants a robot.
How cute are they?
We are working the truth in the tinsel advent program for the kids.
I love it. Simple, sweet, quality time.
We were honored to be godparents to a friends baby the other night.
Praying that the Lord meets him early, and uses him in crazy ways.
There are rumors around here, about the Coffee family, coming back this week.
For another precious baby boy. We've bought stockings for them, and are hoping its true.
Crossing our fingers about all that.
Merry Merry Christmas.

rainy day antics

2011-11-20T20:31:00.001-08:00

today has been rainy. So rainy.
we stayed in mismatched jams all day...
and did this...

call us crazy.
but it was fun.
each of us had our method of jumping..
and Rylan preferred the bird method (that girl literally flew)
all of us are battling sinus infections, and other icky bugs

so if you need a way to shake the sickies... do some jumping
safely of course.

*no children were harmed in this activity.

currently

2011-11-15T15:16:00.001-08:00

- currently reading Sacred Marriage, and loving it, a lot a lot. Thanks Wendi
- currently hooked on American Pickers, if I can't go dig through barns right now, at least they are.
- currently crying out to the song Healer
- currently thinking a lot about gratitude from some good questions asked by this lady, and thinking over and over again how gratitude is less about, being thankful for piles of food, or the people who surround it, or warmth within our walls, (although thats well and good) but more about who is the giver of those gifts, and how full it makes our heart. And then what we do with the overflow of hearts fullness.... that action, is real gratitude. Don't you think? Its a circle, not just a thought or a saying but real action.
- currently snacking on a Pure bar
- currently editing away and thankful for One Willow's Awesome presets
- currently drinking this tea
- currently making up tons of thank you notes
- currently wearing leggings, are you shocked, I am.
- currently feeling really rough, and remembering what the wisest of friends says. Joy isn't a feeling.
- currently in love my iphone. There I said it. Now throw stones.
- currently praying some really brave bold prayers, knowing He can handle what I throw His way.
- currently feeling proud of my kids, they have such good hearts.
- currently loving all things grey
- currently loving my 31 bits bracelets I got for my birthday.
- currently loving 3 arrangements of flowers from 3 very sweet ladies
- currently feeling very mushy after an awesome massage that is my new Monday routine.. are you jealous?
- currently dumping my phone pics here for you to see. They seem to look a little more real life, than polished edited, bigtime SLR pics. So yeah for having some snapshots. With messes in the background, its a little / a whole lot freeing.

date night birthday bash (part 2)

2011-11-14T11:34:00.001-08:00

are you still drooling over the loveliness of my birthday party pictures.

you know you are. Don't lie.

I have really awesome friends...

beyond awesome friends.

Who hung out in 40 degree-ish temps

to make this happen

Who figured out how to make sugar free

caramel corn.

Who made the worlds best cocunut oil popcorn.

Wishing really wishing I had pictures

of the corsages

(they are tucked in that wooden crate below)

for the men to give to their dates..

but if you want to see them closer

and see how they are made... Briana will show you how over here.

She is awesome, and creative, and you will love her instantly

like I do.

in the very least if it doesn't inspire you to

date with friends...

in a really styley way.

I hope it inspires you to throw on an old movie.

Light some candles, and cuddle on a blanket

with your hubby.

Because that never gets old.

All in all. I loved turning 30.

Can I do it again next year?

p.s. thanks to this dear gal, for making everything look picture perfect, and then running around to take pictures of it all. And thanks to this dear gal for brainstorming with my hubs, and most of all thanks to the hubs... for pouring so much love into this, and knowing what would make my heart soar.. so very high.

30th birthday date night bash (part 1)

2011-11-13T20:15:00.001-08:00

My husband and dear friends threw me a 30th birthday date night.
It was dreamy. It was styled beautifully.
I mean what more can an awesome date be other than Nick and I getting some one on one, laughing with friends, and pretty things evertwhere you look
it was a homerun.

The scene, was my backyard, turned into a magical date night-ish movie theatre.
The movie, pillow talk, a little racey, and a whole lot funny, in muted vintage tones of course.
The plan, was for couples to bring there own picnic baskets, no chaperones (aka kids), wearing date like attire, and ready to cuddle up to a movie.
The surprise was corsages for all, made by my amazingly talented friend Briana. I mean come on now, when do 30 year old women, get to wear corsages... NEVER... so this felt special.
The decor, vintage quilts and pillows, crates,candles, candies, popcorn bar with seasonings, and glass bottled sodas.
The adjustments, was for weather, it got resscheduled twice for rain, and we had to add a firepit and pear cider from TJ's, to help with the cold. It was freezing for socal standards at least.

Let me tell you, if Cades and Nicks party filled there love tank, this filled mine. Wow. I have never had anything like it. I was so enchanted the whole night by how pretty and soft and sweet everything was. Hearing the giggles from couples, over the movie. The glow of the lights, how femine everything was. It really was so special. It kind of feels like a dream now that its over.

I'll stop talking and let you see for yourself...

So many more images to show. This was pre party, our guests arrived right after sunset, and the glow of everything was so pretty...You'll see the night glow tomorrow.

I feel beyond spoiled and loved.

This week I can't wait to share with you how I was spoiled with 30 days of 30...
and a fun date night out with my hubby, along with some pictures of my dear friends being here, and a few posts Im working on of awesome things the Lord is sharing with me. It will be a busy week around here.

cleaning up

2011-11-12T13:34:00.001-08:00

Right now forming thoughts isn't easy. Im foggy headed these days.
But I know enough to know, that life is rich. Really rich.

Today dear frieds, backed there car out of my driveway and headed the 2 day drive home
to Eastern Washington. I cried when they left. Lets be honest here, I cried before they left.

Lets be even more honest.
I cried while they were here. Being honest about where I am these days, was hard. And needed.

Life hasn't been pretty. Its been full of love, but messy. Piles of laundry, uncleaned bathrooms, very few getting dressed days. I don't walk up the stairs, I crawl up them. I haven't made dinner lately. Nick does.
Walking any distance is hard right now, and well I roam aimlessly a lot forgetting what I planned to do. My kids have watched more movies than I would like or admit to.
I miss feeling like me. Feeling accomplished.
But this week. Good good friends, have wiped my kids bottoms, and runny noses, have scrubbed toilets in my home, washed load after load have fed my family. Have cried with me on the kitchen floor, and prayed. Have made me laugh hard. Which is needed. Have given Nick and I a much overdo date. A good good date. Which deserves a post all its own.

But all of this has gotten me thinking on friendships, and how you define who you love.
And its clearly by who you serve.
And not glamour girl serving, but deep down nitty gritty serving.
Who you love, is who you let see the crash and burn of real life.
Its who you tell that life is spinning out of control, who you tell that your not trusting Jesus as much as you'd like right now, and you know they don't gasp and share it in every whispered conversation, or mightily qoute scripture right back.
But the ones, who hug you, who cry and are as scared as you, and then sit and pray that God brings that trust back ten-fold.
Its the friends who rub out aches and pains while you cry and wince.
Its the friends, who know just by looking, how your feeling. Cause they ask, that often.
Its friends who master gluten free/sugar free options of your favorite foods just so you can feel a little bit normal.

Do you have friends like that? More importantly, are you a friend like that? Or just women, you talk Target clearnace and diaper brands with? There is a difference you know. Are you real with someone? I hope so.
Praying that you do, that you are. God is so generous to bless us with fellowship and friendship. If your wanting to find friends like that, be one. To the ones who are friends like that to me... I love you dearly, and I'll gladly scrub your grime from your floor and kiss your babies ouchies, as soon as Im on my feet again.

the birthday

2011-11-09T14:59:00.000-08:00

I can honestly say a few things.
30th brithdays are flipping awesome.
Socks are a new necessity.
It feels good to cry, like deep down theraputic good.

Im about a week post birthday and still on a complete and total high as to all the love that has been poured over me.
From so very many people.
Very thickly, very richly poured over me.
Like grace, or syprup over hot-cakes.
Whichever.
You choose.
I prefer food analogies. I love food.
But grace, oh grace.....

Some highs from my birthday day, that I never want to forget.
-woke up to barky croupy kids, who with gruff voices told me happy birthday mama
-had the dearest of friends here, to do life with, felt surreal, and normal
-wore jammies until 4:00 pm Not joking.
-oh and new adorable slippers
-it rained all day, off an on, beautiful wonderful rain.
-rain that postpones preplanned dreamy birthday party No worries, it happened later.
-5 kids in house, 2 adults, 2 boys play balls+fireman, 2 girls draw pictures+play ballerina, one baby Lucy plays steal auntie Leslie's heart, and one dear friend plays waitress and house cleaner to me all day, how fast can you say dreamy birthday, umm yes.
-Got ding dong ditched at least 20 times, which I will share details with you all soon, and was spoiled ROTTEN, rotten I tell you. With the most thoughtful words, and sweet things. I have really beyond wonderful friends and family.
-Drank cup after cup of tea. Birthday tea to be exact.
-I wanted to hug every single, fed ex package mailing, every ding dong ditcher, every facebook message writting, every happy birthday phone message singing person. I have so many people to thank I feel entirely overwhelmed.
-Nick came home an hour early, and it was the sweetest of faces standing in my kitchen, I adore him. Have I ever said that before, umm maybe once or twice. He tried to ding dong ditch me too, but I caught him and never wanted to let go.
-the song stuck in my head today was Me &; Mr Cassidys album, You should have been home.
-Anabelle drew me the best birthday picture, what an artist.
-I had an amazing red qouinia cilantro vinagrette salad, amazing I tell you. I will crave it everyday for at least the next 2 weeks.
-I still remained sugar + gluten free. I have zero anxiety about going into the holiday season with will power. Its totally under control and I don't feel left out about food as much. Feels awesome.
-Body is forcing me to slow down, and when the excitement of opening gift after gift, after gift died down, I had to sit and process a lot of that reality. It might take me a while still. For I am just not much like me these days. But I will be my feisty self soon. So soon.
-Enjoying long talks with a dear friend, and realizations and the Lord giving me my own birthday gifts of lightbulb moments in some quiet times. The knowing, and being confident in something today. He is good. Which of course is a basic Christian truth. But his goodness is relevant in sickness. His goodness is alive in my pain. Not on hold, until something good happens, He is still good. and not just for others sake, for mine. His goodness is reigning down on my heartache washing it away, until my heart want only praise Him for all that IS GOOD.

fall-ing

2011-10-31T14:38:00.000-07:00

Its fall, not by temp, but in our hearts.
We've apple picked, and pumpkin patched, and corn mazed to our hearts content.
Theres pumpkin bread on the stove.
We've gone a leaf walk.
The costumes, are hung and waiting for the kids to wake up.
There are gallons upon gallons of apple cider waiting to be handed out to all our neighbors
on this Halloween night.
No ghosts or goblins here, but big smiles, and warm drinks.
There is this feeling of expectation around our house.
Soup on the menu 3 times this week.
Dear friends, coming to visit in 2 days, and then more next week.
My very big 30th birthday.
With a sweet little date like bash, on Friday.
Its all good.
Its all fall.

look at my mustache mama

2011-10-26T22:05:00.000-07:00

Have you seen my darling little Ms.

Shes pretty cute.

And the other day galloped up to naptime

right when I asked. Yeah!! she said.. naps...

and did obedience with such a happy heart.

So I went upstairs and layed next to her.

I told her how grateful I was that she didn't argue..

and then I asked...

you want to go eat brownies with me?

Her eyes lit up, and looked at me like I was a little crazy.

Yes mama... but now???

Now Rylan.

So off we went to read and eat our sugar free, gluten free brownies.

Man was it sweet.

quiet

2011-10-25T10:58:00.000-07:00

I went a little quiet for a bit. Not intentionally. Just quiet.

Figuring out this new normal.

Figuring out food.

Figuring out how to do less.

Did you know I don't really know very comfortablly how to do less.

It feels awkward, and not like me.

So I said farewell to preschool last week, with leaf walks, applesauce, fall crafts, and bobbing for doughnuts, and parachute play.

I rang in some free time with reading the Help this week, and loved it.

Im figuring out food, that doesn't leave me feeling gipped. At all.

And I still haven't cheated. Not once. Go me.

I shopped for fall clothes for the kids and outfits for family pictures.
Then I totally ditched the whole idea of outfits for family pictures and just let the kids dress themselves.
I even didn't do my hair, because the truth is, if you know me. I have mounds of laundry upstairs.
and I wear my jammies until noon. And I hardly ever do my hair. Sad. But way true.

So we did pictures, by having a very dear friend come stay the night, and just capture life.
They are amazing, they are real. They are everything I wanted... and more. The slideshow is my total favorite. Watch it and tell my friend she is awesome and gifted. She is.

I have fresh flowers, to fight the gloom.

I took my kids to the corn maze and ran around. There were too many people. Not like last year.
So the magic was a little lost, and I felt trapped in the maze with a ton of teenagers and parents with foul mouths. Not cool. Even glowy evening light can't help that out.

I have been lost in music. Lots of music. I carry the tiny IHome around the house, and whatever task Im doing is lost in music. Fun happy music, or cry out to Jesus music.

Nick is throwing me a 30th. In a week. I am giddy. Its kind of the dreamiest little idea ever. Simple + sweet. I can't wait to show you all, whats hes plotting. I feel beyond special and loved. Its so very me.

I've been loosing at games. That isn't like me. One bit. But last night I whooped everyone. All was right with the world for a second. Im a poor looser and a poor winner, I totally did a dance, and posted the scorecard on facebook for all to see. Thats right friends, classy huh.

I bought myself new pajama pants for the "real life" photo shoot. Because as much as I love real life.. Noone likes stained 5 year old jammies. The ones you wore in the hospital after having your 4 year old. Yikes. And now these fresh new polka dot jams, are bringing me much much glee. Go figure.

I skipped a fall festival this weekend, because Im the mom that has no idea on costumes for my kids. Rylans adamant about being one thing. I bought fabric, but ehhhhh. can't get motivated. I really need to tackle that.

We got a Christmas card in the mail already. From my father in law. It was the funniest thing ever. Inside it said, "I wanted to be the first to give you a Christmas card. I win. " It made me laugh a lot.

The kids love each other right now, and have wild imaginations, they play on there own a lot, and are letting me sort out thoughts, rest, and just figure out this new normal.

I guess Im not that quiet after all. Some things don't change.

Cades Construction Bash

2011-10-24T12:07:00.000-07:00

So my boy. Is all boy.
And he loves dirt, and digger trucks, and worker men (construction men).
His first choice for birthday was a ping pong party, then this...

we did this... not really sure how to throw a 3 year old a ping pong party...??!!!?

color palette : orange, yellow, grey, white, black
activities: wrecking ball with box blocks, hardware store dramatic play, playhouse to paint, and a dirt pit with a million trucks.
food: brown bag lunches for all, with fruit salad cups, chips, lemonade, bottled orange crush
who: some of our favorite friends and family

the party. Total success. I seriously felt like we just opened Cades love tank and poured inside.
And dare I say it.. a week into 3... and we are loving this age with him more than any other.. hes quiet the happy super silly little guy.

yeah. Im pretty sweet.

2011-10-12T11:59:00.000-07:00

Let me tell you friends. I may keep a lot of dark things out of my life, but sugar I have not.

It has been my drug of choice for a couple of years.
And as Im tackling some of this illness Im battling, Im finally surrendering something
that the Lord has gently nudged at me for a long time.
How lame is that. The Lord asks. I should say.. yes sir.
But I was like... no, it couldn't be that. Its just sugar.
And I would reach into the candy jar one more time.

But im learning its anything.
ANYTHING that keeps you.
For some its facebook, for some its texting, for some its tv.
Those things I can do in moderation.
My abundance was sugar.
Big time. All the way.

And friends I am six days with no sugar.
That is nothing short of God's grace.

We have also cut out gluten.
So the combination, is hard.. and daunting...
and I am praying.. praying. that I see some serious results.
For I seriously want to feel better.

The temptation comes in waves, and then its gone, and I realize
I did not surrender to it, I chose me over a craving.. and that is powerful.

Im excited and feel like a natural consequence of these choices, might be jeans fitting better.
And that friends is a perk, but one that I don't give enough weight to stand alone.
No pain will be the ultimate perk. Less fatigue.
Im praying.

And I have been mystery gifted with cookbooks, amazing new cookbooks.
And I have been arming myself with the "food tools" necessary.

Expensive food tools. Like coconut oil, and xaur gum.

And hopefully we find things that are still satisfying and good.

Last nights dinner was so pretty on the plate.

So very pretty on the plate.

And the crazy thing, if giving up something like sugar, allows me to be closer more intimate to our heavenly father. Im down with that, because I think the reality is its showing my heart to be obedient, but man obedience is hard. And hard in different ways for each of us.

Just ask Rylan, she had her dinner this morning for breakfast, when she refused to eat it last night. Thats the second time in 2 weeks. Then green machine juice accidentally got poured out (that wasn't such an accident) talk about painful obedience. It couldn't have been easy on her to choke down those few bites covered in juice, but after 3 hours she did do it. She gets her kicking and screaming from her mama, its not pretty but eventually we do as were told.

local dairy field trip

2011-10-10T08:59:00.000-07:00

On Friday I had scheduled a preschool field trip to our local diary.
I swear walking around out there, doing something all for them, feeling really good was exactly what the Dr ordered. Or at least for me.

It was the sweetest cheap field trip, as a dear friend of mine said. It feels like we are on Mr. Rogers.
And it did. My kids loved it, and have talked about it all weekend.

playtime our way

2011-10-07T15:15:00.000-07:00

Since my last post. I have taken my words seriously, which was hard.
I have opted out of the doing preschool the rest of the year. I cried over it.
I have said no, to fun dates this weekend. I have sat still more. And my heart is ok with it.
Yesterday is when I told my preschool parents, and all day I felt sad.
Like I was quitting. Like I was loosing.
Then I went up for an early shower put on pandora, and cried out to Jesus
with a playlist, only He could have orchestrated, for it wasn't random in the least.

And the word obedience washed over me, and I knew I had made the right choice for us.
I am also enforcing other changes. Hard ones. Pray for me.... friends..just pray.

But... lets look at something smiley.... shall we.

Last weekend, during a good time. We had all projects to do as we get ready for
our sweetest little Mr.s party... He will be 3 this week friends.... holey moley. Where did the time go.

So Nick was building something way cool.
I was painting lefty style.
Rylan had an art project.
And well Cade... Cade loves to measure everything...

and just watch daddy with tools, its rather precious.

This is how we play.. as a family... we create, and scheme.. and giggle in the glow of the evening. I love it.

I am not what I accomplish

2011-10-05T16:30:00.000-07:00

Well its rainy here, and I love it so much..
but rain makes these hands ache like the dickens.. ohhh thats new...and sad. For I do love rain.

Soup is in the crockpot, and today someone kind stole my littles away for 2 whole hours
and I got things done, like laundry, and cleaning the kitchen.. and just making this house feel homey again. It felt good.

I was ever so greatful. Nick will be too. And I felt useful.
And the thought came to my mind. I feel like Leslie again.

I like to do a lot. And this whole thing, is slowing me down for sure.
Today for the first time instead of crying over what I wasn't getting done I had a thought.

I wonder if I let myself be defined by what I accomplish.
If I get pride from the monster to-do lists, I get done.
If unintentionally I allow those items to be apart of my defintion. My short list bio, so to speak.
And although I fear to be defined as that girl, who is sick or tired.
Which is worse.
Equal partners in crime.

There is truth in both. I am both of those people.
I have things, or giftings Im proud of. (I love that being almost 30 allows you the confidence to say that). But I do, there are things Im good at. And although, the Lord is the giver of the gifts, I would lie to say that I don't giggle a little in the market when little kids say there is the messy art lady. Or when I go into someones house to see a big framed print in their home, ahhh love it. If hostessing a party, and being told, everything is so cute. Seeps into a portion of who I am. And of course in the world and day to day, its ok.

In my heart, its not. For what happens, when hands stop working, and cameras are too heavy, or there is no energy for paint to fly wildly around the park. When those things go away what happens. And you feel for lack of a better word, useless. Unable to do what you allowed apart of yourself to be defined by.

Crap. Time to reevaluate.
Time to go back to what I've known all along.
Time to make it count.

Those things cannot define, Although I do give Him all the glory, the reality is pride has come and can come from all the doing. For some of its work, or job title. For some its mom of fill in the blank. For some its, being a hoemschool mom, for some its being an athlete. For some its being a wife. All of those things sadly can vanish. For me its being a doer. A sure I can. Just ask Leslie. I can google it, figure it out, make it happen in hours. Its WHO I AM. And I have let it define me. To the point when I am unable, I feel useless.

But its not.
Im a daughter of the King. And although I proclaim it, day in and out,. When I can't be the doer as well, it looks different. When I can't be the wife who has dinner on the table, or fresh cut flowers on the table, or the wife, who can't pump her own gasoline or even run errands, its different. Its humbling. And I have to reswallow and rethink what it means by HE ALONE SATISFIES. Which really makes me realize that, those things... were satifsying in a way they shouldn't. Not that they aren't ok, but the pride I get, wasn't.

Today I found freedom in that. And I love the extras of me. But Im opening up this hand "cringing" all the while... both in pain physically and figuratively, and letting go. The extras of my defintion. So that the words daughter of the King. Are all you see.

The Lord knows, what stripping down we require. He knows, what we have to let go of, and he loves us so much, he holds us while we give it all away. Its amazing how I have to learn and relearn the same lessons.Oh how patient He is. How unworthy am I.

Rain wash down.
Make me clean.

I love four.

2011-10-04T07:36:00.000-07:00

Dear Rylan,

I haven't written you in quiet some time and oh how you have changed.
I glance your way daily, and scrunch up my forehead in disbelief, are those brand new jeans already waiting on a flood?Is your hair really that long? Is your face always so full of expression? How are you so beautiful?

Your changing a lot, you of course as always have lots to say, and express yourself so beautifully. You see pictures of people and say. Oh Mom she is a nice lady. You tell me that your friends have good hearts. You, tell me that sometimes things in your little head don't make sense, but you try hard to figure them out. And a little practice helps everything.

One of the ways you have changed, is you cuddle with me now, no longer too busy for me. When Im having an especially hard day, you will crawl up next to me, rub my hair, or my hand or arm, you will look up at me with happy eyes. The other day you did this all and added the cherry on top "when we look at each other like this mom, we are so in love." We are.

You are also still spicey at times. I mean what do I expect, you came from my body, and I too tend to be spicey.

When your sad, you need puppy and your animals, and your still quiet the screamer, but your learning to control it better and use words instead. Sometimes though, its hard. I get that.

Your amazingly patient with Cade, and loving too. You call him your little mister, and oh does that ever ever melt me completely.

This weekend it seems you grew up overnight. You switched to a big girl booster seat in the car. You got your first bike and squealed with glee. I finally pulled down an Americans Girl doll that I got off freecycle (no joke) and we went and found her an outit, you are totally delighted and named her Emilie after a good friend of yours. She goes everywhere with us (even the dinner table), and as I plan a party, you plan her birthday party. Last night I told her she was a good mommy. She told me it was really special to be a mommy, and then she said.. Mom now you have 3 lovely children. :) Silly sweet Rylan.

I hold onto babyhood, but Ry you don't really have any to hold onto, you are leaving that area, and all I find is. I love this. I love four. You are filled with such joy, such wild abandon, such silliness, such wearing your emotions on your sleeve. Im learning a lot from you Ry bug.

Love - Mama

Some of my favorite Rylan-isms as of lately:

"I just need to take some time and pray Cade isn't naughty, for once"

"for my 5th birthday mom, I want a lemonade party and I will serve all my friends lemonade, and they will like it, and then say... ohhh what a pretty apron Rylan, and I will say thank you, and then we will have a really good time"

"I like to sing, but not real songs, my own songs"

"oh Mom they are pulling out spooky halloween stuff, I know I don't have to look at it, but I know its not real, so its not really that spooky afterall, its kind of just weird"

I asked Rylan if she would have a garden some day.. "umm not really sure, you and daddy kill a lot of your plants. I don't want to kill plants"

"some days your a really nice mom, but not the days I get in trouble"

when life hands you...well you know.

2011-10-02T20:46:00.000-07:00

Im here, and more real, I promise.

For the past few years post pregnancy I have struggled with some crazy health issues.
I have fought with doctors, and have sat silent with doctors when I shouldn't have.
For the last couple years I feel like I have a slight explanation that comes with a little bit of a scary diagnosis.

Last week I lost feeling and a lot function of my right hand for 5 days.
It was more reality than I was ready to deal with.
For the girl that shouts .. the Lord knows, hes in control... it scared me... and I had an afternoon..
of ummm Lord... I use these hands to lift to you.... please let me still lift them, serve you, ... and then..what inevitably comes after the questioning... well surrender of course.

I relied on Nick to pull my hair up.
For Rylan to button my pants.
a friend to swing by and help me get a bra on (humbling)
I relied on lots of prayer.
And I cried out of fear a little too.
Finally. The walls had to come down.

Its been hard on everyone, and I think more reality than we are ready for.
Our little foursome.
But, today around noon, it stopped hurting for the first time in six days.. and started working.
And right now I just ate dinner with a fork...
I can't even tell you. Im rejoicing.

I kept saying.. some people don't have.... x, y, or z... but then I would want to pick up my son, and I really couldn't... and it would hit again. Praying, pleading that it was temporary (like the books says it was). And thank you Jesus that the books seem right.

Yesterday, we had lemons...
so you know we had to do what we had to do..

and Rylan was tickled I wasn't able... cause she totally was...
and the juicer is her new favorite thing.

***oh yeah and - show mercy on my new one handed lefty photo abilities...of last week, Itching to pull out my camera tomorrow I've missed it so.

***oh and one last thing - the sweetest part of the day.. was the fact that daddy had been working hard for Rylan cleaning up a yard sale treasure just for her, so she thought it would be nice to bring daddy some lemonade... she is learning most excellently the best way to love daddy.. cold drinks and lots of hugs. Are you wondering what it could be....???

the one where Im not totally ready to get real

2011-09-29T19:39:00.000-07:00

I like life.
Bright happy sunny life.
I like bright pictures, lots of white.. cookies, and smiley kids.
Some days, some seasons aren't those days.
Thats ok.
And I do like authenticity.

I need prayer.
I need to believe I can heal.
I need to believe that the Lord is bigger than HMO's and PPO's.
I need to ease the cloudiness in my mind.
I need big faith.
I need answers.
I need to stop the what - if monster.

Im resting, saying no to things (go me).
Im praying, a lot.
Im thankful for friends in whom I confide.
Im giving myself some time to zone out.. and process.
Id forgotten how much pain makes you foggy in the worst ways.

And I haven't cried hard yet.
Thats got to be ok.
When I know what all this is by definition.
I won't be so annoyingly vague.. but in the meantime.
I need it jotted down.
I need to explain the blip, the empty air, remember this place.
So that when God works because I asked in faith...

I'll link back here and say.. heck yeah.... my God IS bigger...

lingering days

2011-09-23T09:56:00.000-07:00

The calendar and everyone on facebook says.... yeah.. first day of fall.
I woke up with the ceiling fan still whirling, and it looking.... HOT already at 8:00 (yep, not 7:00) this waking early thing is hard for me..

So as I was working away in Lightroom (all I've done this week)
I found a lot of stuff I never shared.... so here it is.. the leftovers of summer...

like other states hibernate in the winter, we did a this summer.. it was hot.. Marshmallow sculptures it is.

a good summer read....

In N out backyard picnic . This photo is for "the David Bruzas himself" .. not the man burger but the girly strawberry shake. Just for you friend.

mama worked the power tools this summer to make some fun for the kids.

special places to play and read indoors, waiting on dutch babies for breakfast, and the best honey on the planet from a friend.

lots of playing & learning around the table.

we colored with our toes.. and ate.. lots of summer foods.

the daddies hogged the slip and slide....

mounds of grapes from our garden...oh and don't forget art camp.. I survived... :)

this summer has been full in rich...
Nick turned 30 and he we threw him the perfect bash
we got to be a part of Eli's story.
we did 4 weeks of art camp and survived.
We went on a getaway .. FINALLY.
we did our summer list full of fun things.
we welcomed lots of babies.
we started school early
we had brinner in bed
we camped in the backyard
we had my dad and grandmother come visit

more than I ever I have seen a rich and growing summer, on so many levels... and I welcome fall whenever it would like to arrive.. but I would be wrong to say.. this summer will be missed.. and I might even forget the unbearable heat. This summer more than anything has spent tons of days with good friends, we are surrounded by people we really care about. Im so greatful.

And instead of wishing I were pulling out pumpkins on my porch and whipping up soup... Im packing up and heading to the pool...why??? cause its 100 degrees, and I can if I want to....

someone set my alarm

2011-09-20T15:59:00.000-07:00

Our house is shifting slightly into new routines and rhythyms.

Maybe its the subtle shift in temperatures, it certainly isnt fall by any means.. but in the evenings its cooling slightly, and then we can at least open the windows...

I am trying desperately to be up by 7:00.... to run, shower, and do a quiet time before the kids wake around 8:30. It helps me a lot. On the days I don't, I regret it.

On the days like today, its hard to grab focus. both physically and spiritually.

I find Im lacking words today but lots to process on the heart.
Im begging the Lord to reveal big picture things to me, as I watch family ache.
As I watch friends struggle with big issues.
As I study about justice, and look at what that means scripturely.
As I watch the world, be the world.

This little space has been quiet, as I work at getting preschool going, as I edit through thousands of photos, as I deal with a constant exhaustion level, and wonder how to adjust to this body, that seems almost foreign to me, this body that is getting harder and harder to ignore the issues it shows.

Im almost feeling like Im on auto pilot this week, and I want to shake that feeling, and be what I advocate for the most, which is being alert, intentional, vibrant. Living fully and for Him each day. Not living by accident.

Maybe its just the constant hum of the air-conditioner, and the closed windows that lull me to that place. Maybe its the the worldly things that seep into my day to day to numb me of passion.
Things like pride, discontent, gloom.
Maybe its the fact I have things, special, intentional things with my kids that Im excited to do, but there behaviors don't warrant it.Which means we are all punished.
Or maybe its just today, and not getting up and getting focused right off the bat.
Yes that must be it.

The to dos of my day are plenty, crying kids, music, in and out of mini vans, places to go, facebook, chocolate, a phone that rings, a new iphone that dings, a calendar thats cluttered, needs to be met. My prayer today is that - that beautiful list of things, won't be distractions. That they will be added to the long list of people and things that I go to my Savior to thank and praise him for this hour. And I know, that the more I praise him, the more graititude I live in, the numbness is impossible. I know this so well.

As far as justice, I know He IS just. And I will continue to rely on him for just that, and pray that as the aches and pains occur, as bumps and bruises happen, that He will be the only thing that comforts.

discovering five senses + were going on a bear hunt

2011-09-16T09:12:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was a preschool playdate. Im not comitting to blogging these all year. This year I have 2 preschool coops back to back... and its a full full day. I also have a smaller kids group this year, which is pretty much impossible to document, they are busy.... :)

Im not going to lie, yesterday they wore me out so bad I fell asleep on the couch at 6:00... thats pretty much unheard of for me.

Why was I so tired?

Well this week we learned about the five senses.
our learning goals for the week, were to identify them, and which one we use at different times.
It was also the number five... for the littles counting and the olders sorting into groups of five.
And the scripture, taste and see that the Lord is good... so we studied lots of story that talked about God's goodness... and just thanked him for giving us these senses.

For our playdates we started with this vintage edition of Aliki's the Five Senses.
Its so cute, and simple and precious.. and allows a lot of interaction during circle time.

I also had a touch me tray during circle, for us to explore with our senses.
We also of course danced to get our wiggles out... its a must with the olders.

From there we got to do some stations exploring our very own little sensory fair.

We made a smelly flower.
We had the listening center up and running.
We used the lightbox for the first time - total hit.
We had some texture trays out.
We also had a five senses bingo to play.

After we spent a good 30 minutes rotating through those stations we got to
explore all five senses at once, while we made popcorn with an air popper.
We touched the kernels, before and after. We watched it. Oh my the giggles from the kids
and squeals as the popcorn flew out, was hilarious. Seriously. They were mesmerized and delighted.
Then we of course tasted it along with some carrots, for a really noisy snack.

Then after snack, we sat and read them Going on a Bear Hunt by Michael Rosen. I can tell you after the past couple years of reading a book to this age... this one has been the VERY favorite. After hearing it one time they could almost recite the repitition part. They loved it so much. Which made me of course think the same thing. There wasn't one child who wasn't participating during story time.

Then we had set up a very own bear hunt in our backyard. We reread the book slowly as we walked from station to station having the kids shout it... " WERE GOING ON A BEAR HUNT.. WE ARE GOING TO CATCH A BIG ONE!!!..... it was so sweet.... " Another one of those moments that totally confirmed why I do this and love it a lot.

We had the grass to go through, a shallow swimming pool for the river, a bucket of mud, our outdoor umbrella lined with streamers for the forest, a bucket of ice, for the snowstorm, and then a tent with a bear waiting in it. Of course then they had to run home.... after they saw the bear, just like in the book, exploring all the senses on the way back.

This was a hit. And so simple to set up. Not much work at all. Im so greatful my photographed us doing it.

Then we had an art project to do... we did the classic pudding painting for a sensory treat. I know lots of them tasted it, and we could all smell the chocolate, and well the oogey goodey mess was the best part. The older kids especially loved this. They praciticed letters on there trays, and then we made handprints with our mess. The part that delighted me was as they did it, on there own I heard the "squelch squelch" sounds that they use with the mud in going on a bear hunt... It was all connecting.... hurray.

A great great learning day. All around... but yes.. napping is mandatory... for survival. :)

they cycle of family

2011-09-14T06:05:00.000-07:00

I just spent 4 days with my dad and my grandmother, who traveled from Texas to visit me. I think this sweet cousin of mine had a lot to do with the persuading of that. Im so thankful for her, and for doing that. And for empowering her to still travel at her age. She did remarkably well.

I have one memory from when I was 4 or 5 of my grandmother and granddad coming on a quick surprise visit to see me, it was brief, but special. My parentss divorced at a young age, and so I would travel and spend summers with them, but Texas is where I spent time with that side of the family. And now.. oh now to have them in my home... ... this was beyond special.

Surreal to have her in my home. To look across the breakfast table and see her smile. Sweet to spend some good time with my dad, to watch him, care for her. Oh friends, can I tell you what a beautifully special lady my grandmother is. Really special indeed. And oh how they just drove away at 5:30 this morning and I am almost totally kicking myself for not having photographed more. Not photographing the tea party Rylan had for them, or the twister game.. she tried talk her into. Not photographing, her hands, I had intended to. Not photographing, her nonstop Cade cuddles, for she fell pretty hard for that boys smiles. And he to hers.

My grandmother has a gentle spirit, kind words, and a witty sense of humor, but her love for the Lord radiates. She is a beautiful example to me, and this whole weekend, I had floods of childhood memories with her in them and my granddad too. Oh how I miss him.

Oh and to see my dad, care for her, to be gentle, and helpful, with humor and a smile, and doll out meds, and give dietary directions. Its a beautiful cycle. For she is the one who has cared for all of us, for so long. One that my heart and mind is marinating a lot on.

The photographing didn't happen, because well, we were doing some real good visiting. Hearing stories, playing games, eating peanut butter cookies, and I kept having that feeling of.. we have time. And well time just finished... the car pulled away.

Oh I hugged her hard (my dad too). And I told her that I was grateful to have such an awesome awesome grandmother, to which she said... oh being a grandmother... that's the finale of life.

grace made visible in room 289

2011-09-08T16:20:00.000-07:00

This weekend very rapidly my dear neighbor had her son. Her 3rd boy.
You can see pictures I did here....

We got the privilege to take her boys to the hospital and meet the newest brother.
It was special.

I walked through those doors, ones I have walked, wheeled, and guerney'd before..

the same hospital where I met my two loves...
the same hospital which became very much a staple in our lives... for 2007 & 2008..
the ones where both of our miracles... were born.

Cade and Rylan where allowed to go back which I wasn't expecting.
We waited in the hallway. They were excited wanting to see a baby, but being good.
They'd been warned. Heavily warned about needing good behavior.

A nurse walked by and Cade being the flirt that he is ran to her, and smiled.
She beamed back, and patted his soft head.
Rylan was stunned silent, a real life nurse... all her pretending last week had her star struck.

Thats when I really looked at her.
Like really really looked.

It was her.. The one who first helped me nurse him, the one who got me through those hours of pain post c-section. The c-section whose spinal didn't totally take. It was her.

I knew right away she wouldn't know us, recognize us. It was a big day to me, not to her.

But I had to tell her, encourage her, that the work she was doing right then and there, made a difference, to someone. That I remembered her kindness and patience with me.

So I went over and to make sure, I said.. "you have worked here a while huh"...
She confirmed 7 years. And I smiled, why she asked...

I think you helped deliver him, you look so familiar.
She asked my last name... I gave it.
And she grinned wider..... CADE... she said...
She did remember. All of it, she asked if I plan on having more, or if I was too scared after that c-section, and I explained why no for all the other reasons... and I could see it filling her mind again, the blood levels, the itching, the bloody arms, the scariness.... without saying anything she got up and hugged me.. I do remember is all she said.

Oh man he's cute. She said.... to which I agreed, and knew it was time to go and let her work.
The Lord showed me what he needed to. Allowed me to remember. In the midst of newborns, the smell, that fresh baby in my arms. That longing stirring up. He reminded me the whys of our decisions. Heck this nurse who is there everyday remembered our whys.... of our decisions.

But I still, got weepy in Kohls in the baby section, seeing those newborn gowns.. oh .... those gowns are crushing to my utuerus. I still gazed up at the window from the street of where we recovered with Rylan, and thought... thats where you meet people. How lucky. For all of them. I still teared up at the curb where you park to put those babies in your cars, and take them home for good.

I was processing a lot of this. Processing the year of THREES Im in. Where all my friends I had babies with are having there third. Winning this proverbial non-existant but seemingly very real race. Thinking it all through, I probably would have been fine, I could have done it. I actually try to fool myself.

BUT AT WHAT EXPENSE?

The Lord has so graciously handed me these two lovely children. These giggling, super hero playing, accesory wearing children who knock my socks off.. in good ... and crazy ways.

It is my surrender day by day.
Months ago in church, surrendering that want. Lifting my hands high to Jesus giving him that. Surrendering that hunger, and yet today I do it again. Tomorrow I will too. A constant not look back surrender of the could have beens, the what ifs... the maybe a miracle will happens.... Surrendering it and knowing that he his working in my life. He Is there and moving, and relevant. He did move and stir our heart to make a choice, one that is good for us. So I lift my hands again, handing him that want. That craving. Handing it over, to the one who satisfies, He is the one my heart should hunger for.

And the beauty, the beauty of it all. Was seeing this little guy.. run by this little room, where we thought for a while we weren't sure if he would make it. The room I wrote these posts... the room where countless prayers were said on his behalf. And here he is.... in all his Cade glory. Our God is beyond good.. this is grace at its finest in my life... Who am I to grumble? I need only praise.......

the day I filled up his love tank

2011-09-08T09:50:00.000-07:00

Oh yesterday a friend offered to have Rylan over to do a girly playdate. An all day dreamy sort of little girl playdate with no little boys interrupting. Uh hmmm.. Im not sure what little boys would do that.... oh wait.. the loud, yeller, pretend shooting, toy knocker over, type of boy. Enter Cade stage left.

So anywhosies. She took Rylan, which was quiet the sight in Target where we met up, the girls instantly held hands, and looked at clothes. Precious. Seriously.

So. I had Cade all day. The day started rough with just asking. You want to have a date with mom. NO!! He was terrified about Ry leaving. He sobbed in the carseat as we took the other one out. He cried as the car drove away. It was pathetic. Actually.

Within two minutes I walked back into Target to do my shopping, purchased a muffin. And we were on a roll to a good day. He got to walk the store like a big boy. Which delighted him to no end. He got to pick out a toy. A shooter in fact. Which is a big deal for this mom. And a super hero cape. Because it was cute. Don't judge.

And then we headed home playing good guys.. for quiet a while. He has the biggest imagination.

Then we changed and headed to the pool. What an awesome afternoon it was. Noone was there, he was loving all the direct attention. We kept finding bugs and bringing them into the pool. Ick. Then telling me it was ok, cause they were so nice mom. OH geez. He charmed everyone there, including me. We splashed and played for a couple hours. I enjoyed him so much. He laughs all the time right now. A squeak toy sort of life, that Nick and I are completely charmed with.

Then we went home, Made mini pizzas, and then brownies. He got to lick his first spoon. It was adorable, this boys LOVES Chocolate... A Lot.

Then he climbed off that barstool and said.. oh mom. Goodnight. Up the stairs and passed out halfway in bed...... I guess he coudln't take any more... too much special. Woody too.... he was wiped.

When he woke up though, he wanted to hold my hand, be with me, the rest of the day. As a dear friend put it, I think I filled up the little guys love tank, and man that feels good. Nice to take breaks from the day to day, and fall in love.... a lot.

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things Cade loves right now: running everywhere, fighting pretend monsters, singing or humming, swimming, riding his scooter, eating everything in sight, his teddy bear, good-guys, shooters, bugs, dancing with his elbows(its hilarious), laughing, babies, sweets, and armymen.

The Dr is In

2011-09-05T23:40:00.000-07:00

the doctors will see you now..
so two weeks ago we learned about how God Made Us...
but last week we learned about how doctors help to take good care for us.
We learned about doctors and nurses, the different types, the tools they use, and most importantly how we can pray for our doctors, and pray for those that are sick, because our heavenly Father is the ultimate healer.

It was an awesome week, but there favorite of course was dramatic play.
So this week I have had 274 checkups, with multiple shots, and so has anyone else who will sit still long enough.

Rylan writes prescriptions on her clipboard, they have all about me charts to set the tone, and I will even tell you she gets quiet bossy about the whole ordeal.

The best is when she gives you a shot, she will rub your hand, tell you it will only pinch a bit, and then say.. "see, it wasn't so bad, you were so brave!!". ... its all pretty precious.

She wants to be the nurse, but Cade holds supreme over being doctor, he is really very creative, he has used the stethoscope on my hand, my head, my nose.... but not once on my chest.. .its too predicatable I think.

So go and throw some bandages on your little ones stuffed animals, print out some online x-rays, and bust out the doctor set... and giggle away.... its our current favorite thing to do.

the non photo'd baby shower

2011-09-02T07:54:00.000-07:00

Oh girls I threw a sweet beyond sweet tiny shower last weekend. We ended up only have a few RSVPS for these cute invites. And so I was able to set a small and cozy table. Throw paper chains up which delighted me to make. We sat around the table, and ate and chatted. Exactly what the mom to be said. A dinner party is what she wanted, and although I had planned a craft, we really just all enjoyed eating surrounded by fresh flowers, and zero small children (thank you dads). And although I had planned to eat out under the lights... the 100 degrees at 7:30 pm would have been so miserable. So yeah air conditioning.

Wishing I had photographed all the sweet details, like cupcakes with scrabble tiles, and sweet pretty food. But I didn't. I chatted, and laughed.. and enjoyed time with sweet women, mental note. Must do THAT more often.

The dads were rockstars and loaded the kids up, and whisked them to the pool, they returned for sweets. Who wouldn't.

and the mom to be (again) and I at the last possible moment... she is such a beautiful mama.. inside and out.

the menu

cesar salad with carmelized walnuts

proscuitto pesto panini
chicken chimchurri panini

fresh pineapple and blueberries

chocolate bliss triffle

silly mirror faces.. and floating thoughts

2011-08-25T12:14:00.000-07:00

school is in full swing in this house... and its wow time consuming.
we are going to search for more balance in the next few weeks...

Im learning over and over again the simplest things are enjoyed the most.
They are the sweetest.

This week its all about them, body parts, identifying there creator.
Lots of good talking going on.

So today after we did Rylans bookwork, we try to do something
fun + silly

today was looking at ourselves in the mirror, and we talked about
how special we each are...

then I busted out dry erase markers and we made ourselves.. SILLY....
lots of giggles...
lots of fun..

simple, no prep... FUN.. Perfect..

next week, we are diving into all about the doctors that care for us....
and I am almost done organzing all our school stuff for the year... whew what a task..

in other news I had all ready pre planned the whole year in my planner... and gulp... its gone...
all the idea I have brainstormed the last month. Feeling a little sick about the whole thing...

praying, hard.

oh and because Im not done chatting with you dear friend some thoughts Im having about school right now..

-totally oogle-ing everyones classroom pictures, I oogled it, and started to brainstorm hs classrooms... but I realize one thing after remembering a dear friends and I's conversation. The dinning room table is part of our day to day... that is the type of learn + play I want to have. That is realistic for us. So figuring out what works for us... but content with that (thanks Andi).

-clear tubs with labels, make my heart soar. As does math manipulitves. They are just fun. Oh and laminators.. I get way too excited.

-started new journaling with Rylan, and am loving that.

-it can be REALLY frustrating on some days.... she is so eager.. but gets to eager.. and doesn't listen. Trying to figure out ways to motivate her. She is SO much like me.. its scary.

-It can be really fulfilling other days. Like when Rylan shared her heart for Jesus with a stranger in line at Target. In the sweetest of voices she said " Isn't it cool how God made this whole world, and you? " and then she beamed at the lady with really bright eyes. The lady teared up and went closer to her, and said " it is sweet child, it is".. and then the two of them right there prayed and thanked Jesus for this beautiful world, and the helper man at Target too. Rylan rubbed the womans cheek and said " have an awesome day today, were going to have a snowcone, I think, right mom".... ahhhhhh I was a tearful mess... It was really beauty full.

-our whole day can be done in about an hour and a half. On paper that sounds short... but my energy is zapped after that and I still have a home + meals to care for.

- I have 17 kids this year in coop and it starts next week. Im eager, excited, and blessed that these parents, let me dream stuff up... and learn with there children. Its a privlege.

camels are awesome

2011-08-25T07:36:00.000-07:00

my dear cousins
who are as close as I get to siblings
went away on a mission trip
H went on an extreme trip
and had a life changing time
A went to Europe for his first trip
and as H says.. he jsut isn't the same either.

we have spent the summer praying for them
we talked a lot to the kids about missions
using the globe in our livivng room as a good starter
of that conversation
about far away lands
who don't get to hear the good news of Jesus
and how H and A
Were being pretty awesome
in there obedience
and going to tell them.
Our kids have basically just grasped the word
Awesome....
so in there mind
missioniaries = AWESOME
Im good with that.. at 2 &; 4..

So when these shirts arrived for the kids
from H they were so excited..
camel crossing for sure...
today Rylan told everyone
that these are from where her auntie
who
told the camels about Jesus.
nice...
oh well...
Rylan wanted to send these pics to
her auntie.

pray for them as they make so many
big life decisions during the next few
years of life. Have I mentioned they both are pretty incredible.

Im beyond proud.

this is the kids happy dance, so happy they are home safe.

It was rather comical

keeping cool

2011-08-24T12:19:00.000-07:00

So going on three months of 100 degree weather is no longer endearing.
Its flat out annoying. If your asking...

So we implemented a whole new summer routine....

shaved ice breaks.
they happen like clockwork this past week or so, on more than one time a day most days... (gulp)

Thank you Amazon for this kickbutt little toy, that really does make the fluffiest of ice.
As close as Im going to get to going back to Oahu.

girls choice - watermelon
boys choice - bubble gum

its simple really.

I've also been rocking the ice cream maker with lots of new recipes... will share soon...

to be missed

2011-08-23T07:42:00.000-07:00

can I remind you how fabulous our weekend was. It was.
But somewhere along the way we saw a sweet little boy with a mop of toehead hair on his head
and I told Nick... "I miss my little buddy"

then as if on cue or just as Rylan would have it...
a little girl her age ran around the corner with sparkling eyes...
and I too missed her so fiercely.
It was rather funny, you see these days whenever we give the little mr. a compliment
she always pipes up.. what about Rylan....
so that was very her style you see.

I teared up talking to her over the phone.
And by Sunday morning we even checked out a bit early and
went straight there to retreive our littles.
It was time.

oh to be missed
and to miss.
Its essential I think.

Well let me tell you they had the most amazing time with grandparents.
bounce places, swimming, beach, they have already told me 300 tiimes
that they miss there
dzetha and boonya so very much.
I don't blame them.

On our way home we decided to top off our weekend
to do something fun with them...
oh how we missed there laughter the most.
So we did...
and marked one more thing of the summer board.

oh did this make us miss the old treehouse a bit, with this practically in our backyard...
but it was fun to come visit again.
the kids were at almost perfect ages for it.
But our little cader pie... he wanted nothing but to be held by daddy...
his first words to us were precious...
oh you came back... awesome.

crazy eight staycation

2011-08-22T11:54:00.000-07:00

We did it, we took a couple days off. Called in reserves for our little munchkins.
And took a couple days off for US.

Oh man was it heavenly.
So many sweet things no idea on how to blog it. But I know I need to.
So on the days when I feel I NEVER get a break, I can come back here.. and sigh..
and remember that I do... get breaks.

We had decided to opt for a staycation to fill the weekend with things we love
simple and sweet.
Heres the weekend in list form...

shrimp, calamari, creme brulee
playing crazy eights in the restaurant, Nick totally winning, and gloating.
I did not pout.
New music in the car, all weekend, Happy singing loud... windows down.
No minivans allowed. Thank you In laws for the sweet ride.
Crappy hotels. We laughed a lot or else we might cry. So we opted for laughter.
Then we cursed priceline. Blek.
Forget about the room, only cared about each other....
Up early, too excited to sleep.
Nick was up early, to scared to sleep... (insert evil laugh here)
We have so much fun togethor.
Out to breakfast and hit the park.
Magic Mountain here we come.
So many rides. So many inside jokes.
Everyone was younger than us. Everyone.
Nicks favs - Riddlers Revenge, Goliath
Leslies favs - X2, Goliath
Heaping bowl of awesome ice cream upon departure to ease our sore throats
Too much screaming.
Hit the road home, planned on going to nice restaurant...
I had craving. Trader Joe's chicken wrap (my current favorite thing)
Picked up wraps, Hansens, chocolate... went to jacuzzi.
Bliss.
Suprised Nick with new feather bed at home, and pictures up in our room.
Who needs hotels?
Slept until 10:00
Read book and ate choclate even longer... awesome.
Planned to ride jet ski's. Too sore to even walk..
Change of plans.
Hit the road..for a gorgeous drive, over the mountain and up the coast.
Stopped at candy shop.
Raced to eat our gourmet lollies.
Dang we are wicked competitive.
Checked into awesome Newport Beach Hotel.
Hotel Redemption complete.
Layed out, swam. laughed more.
Out to dinner.
Suprised by room service. Chocolate Covered Berries.
I love anniversaries!
Dinner amazing tomatoe basil shrimp pasta, and roaming Fashion Island, the sunset, the beach.
Jacuzzi again.
Too hot... back to our room for shaved ice, and goofy shows.
A perfect night.
Morning game plan: hotel breakfast walnut banana pancakes, smoothies, jacuzzi, naps.
Bliss.

pretty darn fabulous.. just him and I.
I love being his Mrs.

up up and away

2011-08-17T08:55:00.000-07:00

last weekend we got the pleasure of stopping by the "great park" in Irvine
if you haven't gone there, its a must.
its simple and its sweet, and its 100% free
we had the nicest day with the kids, celebrating mommy daddy in love day.

If you don't know what thats all about, we try to take the kids out for a fun
family day every year around our anniversary for them to celebrate with us
that mommy and daddy are very much in love.

This year Rylan looked at us inquisitively about the whole mommy/daddy love thing
don't you love each other every day she said.... I giggled, yes we do.
But today we are celebrating it.
To which she told me later, that Cade's birthday is nextand to try not to cut.
He is very excited afterall.
Then she went on to thoroughly enjoy the day.
Whatever to four year olds... they are pretty bossy and cute.

these few hours we spent togethor here, were trully sweet
and bright and happy and colorful
the people we met there were so fun and friendly
the carousel was a little euphoric with the kids giggles and wide eyes
and the fact that they got to go again and again..
they have a huge farm to food lab
where get this... gardening is the attraction, Nick and I were in awe
at there clever beautiful gardens, growing everything.
We day dreamed, and it was fun to see how many things the kids
recognized, and how much they have learned from us gardening.

The cool part is to wait your turn for the ballon which is a fairly long wait,
they give you a pager, so you don't have to wait in-line, you can play on the playgrounds,
ride the carousel, have a picnic. Your not standing in line long.
Isn't that awesome.

And of course the highlight, going up up and away in the big balloon.
It was super windy, and the balloon made big sways in the sky...
made my stomache do a few flops.
It was awesome, and sweet, felt surreal and the kids haven't stopped talking about it.

If we wanted to make the day better we would have brought a picnic lunch
and hung around, but we didn't really realize how lovely it would be there, when we went.

So if your in Orange County.. go go go..We will be back for sure.

Highs for us all:

Rylan - the carousel

Cade - riding in a balloon

Nick - the gardens / IT WAS FREE

Les - the visualness of the whole park, I loved all the orange..

See something for everyone.

scheming

2011-08-15T13:01:00.000-07:00

Im in the midst of scheming up a sweet shower
for an expecting friend

less of a shower
and more like a bunch of woman who care a lot about her
and want to celebrate her and her little Mr.

I mailed these invites out...
really loved how inexpensive, clean, and cute they were....

can't wait to see the rest of this little dinner party
come togethor..

in fact I did her maternity pictures this weekend... if you want to peek go here...

set before me

2011-08-11T11:12:00.000-07:00

tasks
the day before me is full of tasks
sometimes thats the way my eyes let me set it
a steady stream of to dos...
must dos...
can't get away froms..

and the blessing of the day
gets lost in the shuffle
but somedays like Tuesday
I thought all the tasks looked awfully lovely laying there
before me
waiting for my laboring hands
even the dirty ones
don't you..?

I think its just part of the rhythym
the dance of the day to day
the calling the Lord has for me
to be home with my babies

cleaning
teaching
disciplining
play cookie eating
dinner prepping
ice cream making
learning
creating

brinner in bed

2011-08-11T06:45:00.000-07:00

to celebrate the day
we wanted it to be low key
we are ~~getting away~~ staying home away from kids
in a couple weeks in honor of the big "eight"
more on that later...
but last night I still wanted it to feel special.
Nick called with a kick butt dinner menu in mind.
I veto'd it.
Didn't want to be stuck in the kitchen washing dishes all night
(even though I knew he would do most of them, he always does)
Hows french toast I asked?
he laughed and said perfect....
little did he know.. I was working hard away in our room
for breakfast in bed....
it was the sweetest + simplest anniversary yet.
Lots of giggles.
Kids early in bed.
A fun playlist on the ipad
I got over the fact that our room is still not decorated.
I got over the fact that their was a mess whirling away outside.
I got over the fact I had a million other things to do.
I was present.
Embraced it. Soaked it up.
Maybe even did my makeup and wore some pretty jams...
and we high/low'd the year
and still both can't believe its been this long, this fast.
That we are really living the life we dreamed of togethor.
Marriage is awesome.

thank you to the girls doing doing dinner at eight.. for the awesome inspiration... if you haven't checked out there challenges for intentionally dating your spouse... do it.. you'll be blessed.

eight IS great

2011-08-10T06:00:00.000-07:00

I think back to that moment, the moment of surrendering my life to Jesus.
That handing my heart over.
On the concrete floor of the church camp I attended every summer.
From sixth grade on up.
Down at the alter, mascara running no doubt.
Letting go of some of my baggage and cofessing my ugly sin.
Receiving Him. Receiving grace. That first taste.
Being his bride. Making that lifetime commitment.
To love him to honor him, to make life choices based on him.

What an honor. What a privlege.

Fast forward 8 years and one month later.
I married a man who I fell in love with because he loved Jesus.
Because he too, had surrendered. It made me fall all the more.

The day itself had been crazy, every detail was upside down.
Then I rounded the corner and saw him. There was no question.
I wanted to be his wife, his bride.
Tears running down, and mascara too. Veil blowing in the wind.
He sang quietly under his breath to me (only I could hear)
as we took communion
As we sought our father and became one
I surrendered to him. Making a comittment.
To love him to honor him, to make life choices based on him.
I've never smiled so big in my whole life.

Wow.

My Jesus could have said...
Love me, love only me.. but he didn't.
He gave me an amazing man to do life with.
To serve Him.
To give Him all the glory for what hes done for us.
To bring joy, to this temporary home we live.
How unselfish. How beautiful.

When I was younger in highschool, I had a friend who always was really peppy and upbeat

She loved to yell.. EIGHT is great and we worked out in the danceroom or football field
... and that phrase always makes me think of her.

Today.. is Eight. Eight years of marriage.
EIGHT IS GREAT!

Im honored to still be his Mrs.
To stlll be committed.
To still be a bride
To them both.

here is a song thats been playing in my hone + heart this whole week..
I pray it speaks to you.. like it has me...

If your on Spotify.. check it out. I couldn't find it anywhere else for you.

As Long as Our Hearts Are Beating

Jenny + Tyler
my bride, my bride, i can hardly hold myself together
this day, this night, i see you as your are and i never want to leave
no more words from my lips, just the look in your eyes
says it all, so much more than i could ever
i won’t try

after the sunset disappears
when there’s no one around and there’s nowhere but here
o my love, let’s keep this up as long as we’re breathing
forgetting the world outside of this room
while you’re holding me close, while i’m holding on to you
o my love, let’s keep this up as long as our hearts are beating

my bride, my bride, there’s something holding us together
with you, by my side, everything fits so much better, i remember
when you told me that you loved me for the very first time
with those tears in your eyes
so beautiful, now you’re mine

after the sunset disappears
when there’s no one around and there’s nowhere but here
o my love, let’s keep this up as long as we’re breathing
forgetting the world outside of this room
while you’re holding me close, while i’m holding on to you
o my love, let’s keep this up, let's keep this up
after the sunset disappears
when there’s no one around and there’s nowhere but here
o my love, let’s keep this up
forgetting the world outside of this room
while you’re holding me close, while i’m holding on to you
o my love, let’s keep this up as long as our hearts are beating

backyard camping

2011-08-08T07:59:00.000-07:00

on Friday night
we set up the tents in our backyard
we cooked up hotdogs (which I never do)
we played with lizards
one that Nick brought home from work
we named him Norman
we smore'd
we played with flashlights
and Nick and I listened to the kids giggle FOREVER in their tent
it was pretty precious
and will be an annual family thing...

camping in the backyard
I think our favorite thing on the summer list so far
It was so simple, but really felt special.
Until 5:00 am when I was freezing, and we scooped everyone up
and tucked them in bed...
then we all slept until 8:30.. best of both worlds if you ask me... :)

we still headed out and cooked up our bacon outside. How could we not?

paint + bath + love the day

2011-08-03T15:01:00.000-07:00

food coloring
+ shaving cream
+ paint brushes

= the sweetest dearest morning

being home with them
Finally doing
some more of those someday things
forget that its not Friday...
its summer...
so I pulled up our make it file on pinterest (oh how I love me some pinterest)
and am pulling togethor some of those
someday things
not have to things..
not groceries
and laundry
those things are done
this week
finding freedom in quality time with them this week
being down to only one car
forcing us to be home.
to be.
and those happy faces
and these pictures
oh these happy bright real life pictures
well they are ones that will make me want to reach out
and touch there sweet childhood faces
when they are grown
and different

and I will wish I did these days more
these snuggle them in towels
and kiss there belly days
and sing old macdonald changing all the lyrics
to silly jibberish words days
that every day
I let them paint themselves with polka dots

but today
we did it
we made memories
we frooze it
I will have it...
forever.
If only parenting
was always this...
always. bliss.

sometimes its just work
so you better enjoy
the days the moments
you can.
Snag them up.
Don't let them slip right by.

trash talker

2011-08-01T13:18:00.000-07:00

I am one.
Were you not aware...

I love games.
and I talk a lot of trash...
its probably one of my least attractive qualities.. hands down.

this round of Jenga.. was finally the first game that I lost with some dear friends after over a year of solid game playing.... ...
thats right .. Im that good at games....
did I mention fourth of july croquet baby.. I so won that too.
and as you can see I got what I had coming to me.....

*** Nick was totally aware of this quality in me.. on date numero uno. Its shocking he still married me despite it. But the above picture, and the joy he has in me loosing..... means I'll only have to beat him worse.. on whatever the next game may be.

heavy vs. light.. you choose

2011-07-31T15:23:00.000-07:00

this morning I woke up to rain.. and a clock that said... 9:45.
It was magical.
Rylan was playing quietly with toy horsies in her barn in the playroom.
Nick was rustling awake too.
Cade was asleep.

the rain. the quiet. feeling rested. I want that everyday!

Anyways. We enjoyed the thunder and cold cereal for breakfast.
I went out and ran errands on my own, since church had already been missed.

I tracked down Cades puppy (which is really a bear) at a furniture store we went to yesterday.
It was laying right on top of a table I WANT... and oogled and pet, and drooled on...
and I took that as a sign... that it would be perfect in our house, with puppy strown across on top.

Then I left it behind .. because my wallet told me I must.
I headed home.. wipers on as fast as they could go.

I rounded the corner, and chuckled what a cute family splashing away...
oh wait.. there mine...
puddles and galoshes. I should have known.
lucky me.

Sweet mornings....
sweet days.

and if you want something a little heavier today I just don't have it.. but heres a guest post from the other day over at a dear friend Chrsitines blog. She is one awesome woman.... go there.. meet her.. and see what Im thinking a whole lot these days about martyrhood.. and how to fight it.

Meanwhile.. Im sewing.. my newest neice turns 1 next week.... everything is pink and sparkly per her cousin Rylans request.....

showered the A's

2011-07-31T15:13:00.000-07:00

A neighbor of mine is expecting.
boy #3.
little baby Ashton
and so we have showered Autumn
and now we just wait to hold him

Her request.. navy + white + elephants...

and this week Im working away planning another shower... for another friend with boy #3...
it must be something in the water...
oh boy,.

stone soup

2011-07-28T21:09:00.000-07:00

today we took a walk around our neighborhood with grocery cart and stroller in tow.

The kids "shopped" for ingredients. Rylan even brought play money. So sweet.

Then I surprised them in the backyard with some "new to them" aka thrifted kitchen goodies.

They cooked up some soup and strawberry + granola muffins, thats what Ry said they were.

Doing this with my mom, is still to do this day a very sweet childhood memory, I have.

This easy and super cheap $1.50 afternoon, bought us a couple of sane, fun, imagintive hours this afternoon.
Success in my book.

winding back into learning

2011-07-27T21:06:00.000-07:00

although we are still enjoying some lazy days of summer
we are starting to restart a learning routine back into the house...

our newest learning tool addition (thank you very much craigslist) was a listening center, maybe Im praying it teaches them to do just that.... ya think?

It will be a fun new center for our coop group and it came with seriously about 100 books with mulitple copies and the cassette stories, and 4 listening spots. So fun... and the kids are adoring it.

I have some fun ideas on how to use this, this year. I hope they come to life.

Rylan enjoys it a lot more than Cade right now. She is captivated and its improving her use of inflection during storytelling, and answering good questions on comprehension.

Second is Cade's new love of games, oh and talking. Lord help us.

Up until last month we were pretty convinced he had an expressive speech delay.

His pediatrician said he was expressive and connected, but just not verbal. When he asked me at his 2 1/2 year checkup how many words he knew. I honestly said 20... maybe. As of today.. wow... he really just started talking and isn't quiet ever. Only 2 months later I would say he has a couple hundred. Awesome, skaeboard, monsters, shooters, spiders, starving, among his favorite and most commonly used. All boy.

This week we have played a lot of memory, asking him what the cards are, and with them face up, having him find the match.

Its amazing how different my children are. But, Im getting really excited going back to some basic early learning games for Cade over the next year. He is a FUN kid, and laughs a lot and gives the best expressions.

Speaking of how different they are, I am sitting down and setting some learning goals for each of them for the following year. Excited about what we hope to accomplish.

Cade has more physical goals, like POTTY TRAINING.. yes please.
I also want to explore a lot of music, and sing song with him, he LOVES to sing. A lot.
I also want to introduce letters + colors + shapes to him.

Whereas Rylans is introducing a lot of new things like early reading, and getting her writing her first name, and a lot of stranger danger.

We are planning on reading through a lot of sonlights reading list for 4/5, we are going to go through Saxons K math (thank you Ms. Susan). What she enjoys we will do. But thats what I have up my sleeve. The stuff she doesn't seem ready for, we will hold off. She will guide our year. But Im excited to have tools ready for her.

Her requests on things to learn about already: bears, butterflies, and flys. Hmmmm.. that we will do dear girl, that we will do.

recoop-ing

2011-07-24T17:19:00.000-07:00

this weekend was low-key.. with lots of invites to things that sounded fabulous
like harbor boat cruises, work events, and a day out on the lake with friends

we felt the urge to protect our time as a foursome..
to protect our time to get life back in order
and protect our time to sit still and take deep breaths.
Gosh thats hard.

Things needed tending.
Things like brakes and tires, laundry (I know your still cringing about that previous picture, I am)
And this weekend we accomplished all 3, I think.

There were no boats involved sadly, but the car has had much needed love poured into it. Both of them.
The laundry is caught up, I can sit in my room without twitching.
The craft room is able to be walked into without breaking an ankle.
I had two special days with my family, one that included a picnic at the pool with yummy goat cheese sundried tomatoe wraps, and berries, and a little boy that refused to eat until moments before leaving. What a Stubborn beautiful boy.

The other included tons of free giftcards and coupons (thank you summer readers club). We went out to dinner as a family date (flowers for the girls included) and then went and took the kids to there first movie, Winnie the Pooh. They were captivated. Lots of giggles, and candy.
We snacked on grapes.. FROM OUR GARDEN... oh man are they the yummiest red grapes ever.
We played in the yard, as we pruned, and cleaned up.
We took naps, and we worked worked worked around the house, making it feel more like normal.
And less like chaos.

I am in full swing preschool planning mode, and excited about what I have up my sleeve.
I am super excited to be homeschooling Rylan for preschool, what a privlege.
Also in process around here, are some dear friends baby showers.
Our 8th anniversary is being brainstormed. Oh how Im hoping.
Iam craving shaved ice.

I am dreaming up too many projects to get that craft room messy again in no time.
Really trying to find some wooden crates for some projects up my sleeve. Where to find them?
Really wanting to sew up some things its been awhile.

I think that about sums up these days, and gets that horrible laundry picture off the top of this pretty little spot... wheww.. mission accomplished.

the catchup & fall apart

2011-07-19T20:40:00.000-07:00

I am not going to lie. I am no super woman.
A month of company.
Some serious fundraising.
Loving on a sweet baby.
Has left us this last week in recovery mode.

Im popping sudafed around the clock for a gnarly sinus infection.
I was majorly behind on laundry.
Im driving around returning sweetly borrowed baby items.

I've cried about babies a lot this week, about Eli, about friends babies, about my own longings and letting go's. A post for soon, I promise.
I've worshipped. A lot. Praising Him, surrendering to Him, waiting on Him.
Trying hard to plan a little getaway for Nicholas and I.
I've had photoshoots.
I've tried to clean and then resort back to staring at blank space.
I think I just feel depleted.
I think thats ok.
I think.

So although I have dreams of fun projects to do with the kids.
Books I long to read.
I can't muster up the energy.
Although I want the house deep cleaned.
It can wait.
Instead Im taking long baths, some naps, eating too many m&ms.
Enjoying the left behind toy Kristen and David left for me (do you see it admist my obscene piles of laundry!)
I can't even believe the spoiling.
Laying in the backyard while the kids run.
Enjoying the harvest from the garden

And feeling ok with what is and whats not being accompished.
Im officially out of comission until July is over. :)

date night with my little Mr.

2011-07-18T11:19:00.000-07:00

My children have never been to a movie theater.
So when we planned the drive-in a couple weeks ago
I knew it would be a special kick off to the 4th of July weekend.
Just seeing the screen size, and knowing it was Cars 2.. they were hooked.
We invited friends, bought lots of food and snacks and off we went.

The twilight light, and our tailgate dinner party.
Bubbles and chalk to entertain the kids while we waited for the show to start.
Giddy kids, made my heart really happy and full.

And then it started.
It wasn't until my son climbed up and cuddled into me
with his bag of popcorn in hand...
and we sat and shared popcorn and I couldn't take my eyes off him.
He is beautiful.
He was enamored by Cars, and kept snuggling closer.
Crunch went the popcorn, as he chewed away.

This is having a boy, I thought. This is what it means for me right now.
Playing hotwheels, having wrestle fights.
Being excited over rollie pollies.
Not sitting still to do projects.

Singing loud in the car.

Growling at him like a monster.
Kissing his tummy.
This is how to best love him.

And I felt right there in that movie, of race cars, and wide little boy eyes.
I fell in love. We were on a date. What a prvilege to go with him to his first movie
snuggle and eat popcorn... and show him a little bit more of this great big world.

And then we reached into the popcorn at the same time and our hands locked
no lie, I tell you. No lie at all.....

shop + give

2011-07-17T13:01:00.000-07:00

this amazing little kids shop is donating all the proceeds through today for Elijah....
go shop, and know your blessing Eli..
who arrived home last night..... safe and sound.
We have one of there beyond cute ABC t's... (remember)
and we love it... a lot a lot.

Its the last day for this so act fact (darn blogger wouldn't let me upload all week!)
As of today we are $6,500 for Elijah... can you even believe it?

on the road

2011-07-15T15:23:00.000-07:00

Yesterday a giant sized SUV pulled out of my driveway.
An SUV that will hold enough oxygen to get Elijah across the US
After praying over them, crying with them. Hugging Kristen too many times!
Kissing Eli a ton. They left.

Flying was no longer an option. The amount of oxygen he needed and required on his flight wasn't available in an FFA approved machine, they had to drive. To New York.

Financially this was about triple the cost of there voucher flights. They left my house living on faith they will make it home. Once again obedience beyond what I think I would have.

There was uneasiness this whole time about flying, about Elijah and how he would handle flying. Althought he passed the altitude tests, Kristen called and he has struggled over the Colorado mountains today. He wasn't meant to fly. A mothers intuition isn't a joke.

So there they go... driving across this great big country, I've cried many times since they left, feeling like a mama bear who has been able to comfort and protect for this last month and now had to send them off, to the unknown. Wanting to make sure when they get home, they are welcomed and loved. That people oogle him, that they bring meals, offer help, that provision will be there. That they rejoice in the miracles that have just ocurred and that somehow this amazing goodness isn't wiped away. So silly, to worry about such nonsense I know. But still.

My house is quiet. Catchup is being played. Rylan misses Caleb. And yet my heart I don't think will rest until they arrive home, with enough funds to fill that nasty beast of a gas tank, that Elijah had plenty of oxygen, that they were able to purchase food. If you have wondered about giving and haven't yet, I urge you to. Give up your starbucks for today, and offer a family on a very long trip, winding up a very beautiful story, a little encouragement. The ding on there phone... as you support the mission the ministry, of adoption that they have been called to. Its a beautiful story.

Ive now tagged all the Elijah posts... if you wish to read the backstory click below where it says categories...where it says Elijah.. it will pull up the backstory.. To give go to http://www.thecoffeesfamilyblog.blogspot.com/ and click on the side where it says donate.

moment by moment

2011-07-14T08:36:00.000-07:00

So that whole Bring Eli home thing is upon us.
He is out of the hospital and has been for the last few days.
He is precious, and his family is loving him so dearly.

The day that he left the kids and I stayed home and to get big brothers mind off it
he was the party coordinator for the "hurray Eli's not at the hospital" party....

The kids made a banner + cupcakes + a special lunch + we wrapped a present + colored pictures

Then when they called and said it was time the whole house was a flutter with excitement.

Then when he finally got in the house this wave of relief washed over me.

Im sure not for Kristen, g-tubes, and oxygen tanks, its all a little overwhelming.

Im pretty sure the rest of the night we just cuddled him, and oogled his every detail.
He is amazing, and when I hold him I can't help but think how loved he is.

overhwelmed with God's goodness, how He orchestrated this process, to bring this child into the family that was chosen for him. Its so so neat. I can't type more or I'll cry again.... you know how it is. :)

Meanwhile for a financial update, God worked more financial miracles on his release date, with insurance, and perscriptions. It was so amazing to see. As far as while they have been here, with the mom sale, the local church, the photography raffle (which we drew 2 winners of), and just giving on paypal on there blog. We have raised $5,000 (approx) can you even believe it? Im totally in awe.

And there are 2 more fundraisers going right now..... you can go to facebook and search for the public event "online acution of Elijah".. and see all the fun auction items for him and bid!! The other one, I'll tell you about in a bit.... its one ladies sweet sweet shop.. you'll see...

Monday Monday...

2011-07-11T09:33:00.000-07:00

Oh Monday you have never looked so good.
Last weekends Eli - Sale extravaganza kicked my booty. Something fierce.

We sold for about 15 hours over three days. And raised $2,800. Isn't that AWESOME.

I couldn't sing the Lords praises loud enough, he gets all the glory... who ever heard of selling $2,800 at a yard sale.... seriously.

And I have story upon story of people who were touched and how they gave.

- the lady with the bag of coins that bought a .25 item, then ran back from her car with a bag of at least $30.00 of quarters after hearing us tell someone else Elijahs story, and gave it. She said she was saving it for something special, and this was special.

-or what about the very pregnant mom of 4, who spoke very little English, who bought a stack of clothes, and then ran back from her minivan with a $5.00 bill and said... I hope this helps. And hugged me so tight.

-or the lady who wanted to just give but couldn't. Then her eyes perked up, I have a really great washer, and so she came delivered it to the driveway, and then we sold it for $50.00 (which is another cool story all it self) and I couldn't but help think, this lady who thought she had nothing gave $50.00. Don't we always have SOMETHING we could do, or give. Even when we think we don't.

-What about the lady who bought one item, heard the story, and proceeded to spend another $20.00 on stuff I think she could have cared less about.. just because.

-Many Many $1.00 items were bought with larger bills, with asking us to kindly keep the change. Touched by this family, who blindly followed the call of God for them and this baby.

And really not only those stories, but stories of how people have touched and blessed my family, when all my resources are going towards someone else.

Dear friends, who have grocery shopped for me, had us over for dinner, who have cleaned my kids room, who have made me sandwiches, refilled my water, changed my kids diapers, loved them, when I haven't been available too. To me they are the most dear. The ones who cared for the ones I loved, when I was busy doing what I was called to do. Thank you for letting my family be your calling.... Thank you for loving who I love.

And so what about Elijah you ask..Well he has had highs and lows all weekend, but for now we are hoping for tomorrow. He has altitude tests today, and some other markers he has to hit, and then fingers crossed he can be in there arms. He will be released on oxygen he just needs it for now. But friends, oh is he ever beautiful, I can't wait to get my hands on him again.. he is a sugar boy.

For now I have a sweet little lady tugging on my side to do school work with her, something normal I think, anything... and I couldn't agree more....

if only there were pictures

2011-07-07T23:20:00.000-07:00

My entired backyard and 2 car garage turned into a moster size consignement shop to raise money for Baby Elijah. Tonight was just the first night.... We have 2 more days of this.

and that $1,500 goal is met..... !!!!!!

There are no words.... None. For how faithful, how awesome our heavenly father is...

My heart is so happy and full.
My body is tired.. really tired.
My mind is racing and excited.
My hands are so happy to have been used.

Good good day!

Hosting a Huge MOM Sale

2011-07-06T12:43:00.000-07:00

We are hosting a Moster Huge MOM sale on Thurs the 7th and Friday the 8th.. with all sorts of baby gear. I can't stress enough that our home looks like a giant kids consignment store as the donations flood in.

We have an incredible goal to reach and that is to raise $1,500 between yesterday and Friday. To get baby Eli home...

So we posted on facebook and the donations poured in, the amount of stuff leaves me no doubt it will happen..

If you are in the Inland Empire area and need any baby gear. COME.. would love to meet you, come support this family, tell your friends...

if you leave your email here, I will email you the address..and a link to the facebook event...

God is moving.. I can feel it. Yesterday in 1 day $1,000 dollars came in for baby Eli... can you believe it. So what is another $1,500...

and friends.. he was told today..Friday is going home day....He will be here.... Its all a beautiful story. To read more scroll down on the blog.... thank you for loving, praying & supporting this family. Much rejoicing soon to follow.. I can feel it.

tons of handmade goods coming later..... will show pics... God is so good... Isn't he....
Countdown with me.. as we watch God bring the funds needed.

the story you always hear

2011-07-03T22:21:00.000-07:00

today I lost my son.

You mothers who have had this know that moment. Your heart just sank into your belly. For me just typing that made that pukey feeling come back.

It was horrible. Really horrible. For about 20 minutes we could not find him.

With people on foot, neighbors in cars, Nick and I exchanging glances scary ones, me on the phone with 911, we searched. Grammy and Papa Searched, Neighbors came out of homes, searching.

Oh friends, the thoughts that went through my head aren't all ones Im proud of.
They aren't.

this isn't happening, this isn't happening... searching under beds, closet doors
this is happening we aren't immune.... whipping open linen closets hollering his name
did they come into my house to take him.... looking out the window, hearing Nicks strained calls
Lord I need him, this can't be happening... checking the attic, the laundry room for the second time each
I knew He was too good to be true.... . voice now yelling CAAAAADE

on the phone with 911 .. I told the woman, I know these calls are normal for you. They are not normal for me. This is my son. "did you get in argument she asked"... "hes TWO, I yelled" .. Did you look under beds... "yes ma'am, we've looked everywhere, hes gone"...

the hyperventaliting was starting. I sat on the couch... begging with the Lord, to take back everytime this week I thought I can't handle him... Hes pushing me over the edge... I take it all back. I can handle him. I can. Regretting every snap timeout I gave... every toussle of his hair that I muttered just give mom a moment to myself.

The 911 operator urged me one more look in his bedroom (obviously she is trained for a reason) and I saw his curtains move. People he was tucked hiding behind them. It was a straight from the gut cry... as I yelled his name. A cry only a mom with a missing child would know or feel, or a mother, any mother that loves a child, or a father who loves a child would know and feel. It was brutal. I scared him scooping him up crying, not breathing. Cell phones were grabbed to call people in cars circling our neighborhood, to call Nick. I threw the 911 operator on the ground and my mom dealt with her. I cried... hard. So hard.... Embarrasingly so in front of everyone.

I can't explain it. But I also never want to forget it... Ever.
I carried Cade outside as Nick ripped the van out to the corner of the street hopping out barely throwing it in park and held Cade and weeped into Nicks chest.

We were changed today, and I feel a little less invincible and oh how I thank Jesus for not allowing today to be part of our permanent story, our life story... and it just being that mischeivious 2 year old boy.

Within hours he was back in timeout... and I was praying asking for Grace to help raise him....
but oh thank Jesus I am raising him...

how deep & how far is the love...

2011-07-01T08:13:00.000-07:00

this journey that we are on with Eli's family is a wild one. Im not going to lie, one thats made me think, I don't think I could do it, regardless of calling... its brutal. And she hasn't even gotten to the actual raising of this child. Just the stretch of getting there.

The part that has shocked me is a lot of reactions we have heard. "why a down sydrome baby" "why pay all that money, for one who will cost more money?" "why fundraise for a baby, if you can't afford it, you can't afford it." "you don't know what your in for" "this is like buying a house or a car, if you can't do it, you can't do it"

Does that make you lose your breath, gasp, does it hurt in your chest. It does me. Or are you kind of thinking... thats what I was wondering?

My children, are not like a house or a car. I would sell them to pay for them, they aren't optional. They are my CHILDREN. And I knew it the minute that Rylan peeked over that c-section screen at me. For life. Her eyes said it, her small weak cry said it. For life mom, me and you. Cades was different, it was the minute they told me he could be born at 22 weeks, for life... whispered into my heart, etching it there. Regardless of survival, Cade was and would be my son, even if I never raised him.

Im going to tiptoe to an issue, very carefully to get my point across. To make it bigger. If Eli today, went home to be with Jesus. That would ache, so badly. But I would still know beyond a shadow of a doubt that Kristen didn't walk this journey for nothing, that David and hers calling to him wasn't in vain. He needed a family. He needs a family. And now beyond any shadow of a doubt he has people who call him theirs. Where it isn't a burden or a stress, its a joy. And as much as his birthmother loved them. She couldn't provide that. It wasn't possible and she allowed someone else to do it beautifully.

Let me first stress Eli is doing amazingly, his body has made some radical healing in the last 24 hours, and he ate. He ate.. and we all rejoiced at those words. But this journey regardless of where it takes them, regardless of Down Sydrome, regardless of finances.. is there mission field, it was there calling. Clear as day, right there on facebook.

When that screen popped up with his face.. he was hers. She felt it in her heart. Just like the day someone layed a child in your arms, or that ultrasound showed up on the screen. So would you deny that, because you didn't have the money, because he wasn't medically perfect. Both of those are true on my kids count, and I raise them and noone questions me or judges me about it, why is adoption any different.

We aren't called to be perfect, we are called to do what he has for us, in his power, not ours. And this journey for them is all in his power.

Yesterday they hit some huge financial roadblocks, huge. And yet slowly and surely money trickled in throughout the day. There will still be obstacles today, but we still know and believe and trust that he WILL provide it. Because he is called to be theirs. There will be obstacles in six months, and He will provide it.. because this wasn't there doing, it was His.

Our God is so awesome, imagine if all the money they needed for him was sitting in the bank before this journey. Imagine. We wouldn't have seen Him do it, we would have watched them do it. This has been so much more beautiful, so much more the way our savior does it. We would have missed a lot of the blessing.

I went to the hospital with her the other night again. We got the front desk, she spoke his name, not the one she has given him, but the legal one for now. Then she said it " I am his mother" .. it gave me chills.

Oh how loving is our heavenly father, who orchestrates exactly the longing of hearts and to fill the needs of children who need it. And to provide the strength and resources to do it, in his way in his timing, so that he can the God of all the earth can show us he still does miracles, minute by minute.

Then we walked back there to that little room lined with isolettes and cribs, scurrying with nurses, and alarms and monitors and I saw her with him, and I knew I could, if and when Im called because the payoff is pretty without reason awesome. Its being mom....

** A special note to my friends, my amazing tangiblly loving me friends. You blow me away. It is you who I have seen reach deep and far and wide, and give to this family even when there isn't much to give. I love you all so dearly, and am really blessed by who calls me friends, I do have some beautiful servants of Jesus who call me friend. Lucky Lucky me. Lots and lots of them.

thoughts on summer

2011-06-30T19:17:00.000-07:00

despite all the goings on of our home
and our heart pouring out right now for Eli and fam
summer snuck in on us
in sweet sweet ways.

berries from the garden
the smell and sight of glorious white peonies
the heat, the scorching 99 degree weather
the sun falling in the ktichen in the early morning
towels and swimsuits strewn around
a board reminding us of possiblity and ideas
a messier house + delving into rich beautiful books
library trips straight from the pool
heaps of produce from the CSA
my ice cold water cup, my new appedenage
sundresses every.single.day
holding out on the air conditioning... its only June
little bare chested boys, full of mischeif and hands of scissors + hair. blek.
big obnoxious sunglasses
tanlines
a wiggling squirmy drive me crazy sort of kid
catching rides
slip & slides
new obsessions
crazy games in the street
in N out picnics

big messes are beautiful & doable.. see how.

2011-06-27T20:59:00.000-07:00

no lie about that... at art camp we made some big FAT messes, and I totally crushed on how lovely those big messes can be.... Its fully challenged me to allow messes more often at home.. and big ones.. they weren't that hard to clean up.... and it fully engaged the kids.

how to make big messes easier on clean up -

- add a drop of dish soap to the trays you add paint in to help wipe clean (it helps with brush cleaning, everything, a drop of dishsoap)

- tarps, they are straight from Jesus and make cleanup a breeze

- concrete must be scrubbed same day... with dishsoap, don't let it sit even one night, if it does sit, CLR to the rescue.

- some rules are necessary, go wild, but keep this area protected, go wild, but be kind.. go wild, but... don't limit creativity, but create responsiblity. Our kids new there job was to take good care of the park we were using.

- they must help clean up, they will appreciate it all the more

- let it go a drop of paint will get here or there, it happens, take a breath clean it up, but don't let it sour there experience of working with paint

- splatter paint in grass if you must, one mow, and its gone

- keep a vinyl $4 walmart tablecloth on hand to cover surfaces, throw it in the sun to dry.. fold up.. and use next time... the messier it is the harder you worked.

**** keep in mind getting as messy as we did, isn't always advised....we took it to whole new extreme level of mess. *********

for granted

2011-06-26T21:50:00.000-07:00

I totally took for granted that I held my babies without tubes and wires
I totally took for granted that I never had to leave the hospital without them.
I totally took for granted that I got to hold my babies in a room alone, just them and I.

Feeling really thankful for all the the things the Lord provided for us during those rocky, crazy scary years.

And now as I watch them fight for this baby boy, I can't wait for the day, he doesn't have to be without, that they dont commute to see him, that they don't have to ask permission to hold him. That there whole family can be in one room without others. It will be a sweet sweet day.

For anyone that donates through the blog and mentions Leslie Autumn Photography I am donating a free photoshoot at the end of the week. If you want to enter, donate any amount, no amount is too small. Lets ease the financial obligations of adoption...

Tomorrow, I plan on doing some big art camp recaps.. but in the midst.. don't forget Elijah.

I mean how could you???

living and active

2011-06-24T14:42:00.000-07:00

His word is living an active. Don't ever deny it. The ways that God is tenderly loving the coffee family while they are here is pretty unbelievable.

Baby Eli was unable to be disarched he had contracted an infection, poor little guy, and so now he is in the hospital still on antibiotics. The Lord has filled huge gaps in their needs and a lot of that is from people whose story simply touched there heart for a second and responded. It looks like they might be here a month.

Im learning so much about being responsive, not ignoring his whispers in my heart, not to allow excuses to escape the chance to be the hands and feet. I've seen amazing things this week, things that will change the way people will follow Jesus, and not just Nick and I. All of us... who have seen need after need be filled.
Hearts begin healing, money trickle in, simple mercies, transportation, peace, kind nurses. All prayers that have been said and have been heard. And quickly.

Im changed by this. Im living in perspective of today and not in the bubble of my world, or my circumstances.
And Im so thankful for the way our heavenly father orchestrates these things in the tenderest of ways, how he knows the level of which we require brokeness, and the point at which mercy is all we can grasp. Its really heart-stopping lovely.

The reality is, they are blessing us, with there stories, with runs to the market by making US dinner last night, by there sweet son who our kids adore. By loving on my children. With the nice little rhythym we have gotten into as I finish out a month of ultra long art camp.

Oh and you need pictures, don't you? I think so...

please friends prayerfully lift this family up in prayer
and I urge you to consider the possiblity of supporting them financially
$5 or $10 even no amount is too small...

the goings on of our home + how you can help

2011-06-19T16:12:00.000-07:00

This week we answered a nudging from the Lord.
And boy oh boy are we ever glad we did.

In the middle of juggling, art camps, and galleries, party after party, cough and colds, I saw a post on facebook come up that said a family is looking for somewhere in our area to stay while they adopt a baby. I read it outloud to Nick to see if he would have the same gut reaction I did. We'll do it. He did. We responded and within about 24 hours later they landed in CA and were blessed to get a front row seat of God moving mountains + working miracles.

Its no secret I long to adopt someday and this week has given me a super close look at the rollercoaster that I might be siging up for when we go that route. Its been a wild, scary, heartwrenching, unbelievable awesome faithfilled ride.

This baby is SO loved. His name is Elijah. And his parents can always rest assured that they fought and followed Gods total direction in their lives to receive him as a blessing. They were obedient and by that they were blessed. I hope I never miss a chance at obedience because no matter how tired, or scary, or financially smart, when you surrender you receive blessing. Period.

He is a beautiful down sydrome little boy. Who has had a rough medical start. And within days of meeting his family has started to soar in health. Its amazing what love and prayers can do.

So right now there are baby items swirling in my dryer, a cradle set up, floors being scrubbed, our whole family nesting for them to leave the hospital tomorrow and join us here, as they wait legal clearings to head home. Aren't we lucky for the first hand seat at God's goodness.

There are needs for this family, don't deny that. Needs like more financial provision, logistical car provision this week, prayer for the birthmother to follow through with this decision, prayer for Eli for health, and rest for them who must be emotionally and physically wiped out.

If you feel called to help them (as tons of my friends have this week in really huge beautiufl tangible ways) I urge you to pray and donate over on there blog or to send them a note of encouragment and just let them know your praying.

This week I have watched diapers and carseats, cribs, giftcards, food, pour into my home on behalf of ultimate strangers. But strangers who are loving the Lord and living it out. Lets continue to help those who have a heart for doig beautiful works in our community. Its always a good thing.

And as a side note, obedience is scary. It doesn't always make sense to those who are around us. But we had peace, and oh what a beautiful story we would have missed out on, if we only continued to do what is comfortable and safe. If we didn't seek him and follow nudgings. Our God is a beautiful ruler, and he does so with a tender love and mercy.

and his birthday day.. is brought to you by the letter B

2011-06-14T13:41:00.000-07:00

on Sunday we had a mellow day. Im not going to lie we were all dead tired and suprisingly we celebrated him really mellow and with a lot of B's.

Breatkfast in bed with blueberries
Banjo playing
Balloon fun (oh man this entertained them all day, it was really quiet funny)
BBBQ Brisket (oh the leftovers were just as good)
Baking with my boy
Ballet (for Rylan)
and Bedtime... early bedtime.... don't forget that.

and now that all that birthday celebrating is through, he is officially 30.. and what do you know, more handsome than ever....

and we are back in full art camp swing.. running two camps a day with about 24 kids all week long. Whew. After the first couple days and Im exhausted..... these kids have energy, now where to find mine.

2 more weeks of art camp to go. I think I can, I think I can.

swing your partner round and round

2011-06-11T18:10:00.000-07:00

So I've had a secret. A great big fat secret.
Since January I've been plotting, saving, scheming away for Nicks 30th birthday.
I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt I wanted to throw him a surprise party.
Not like a jump out and yell surprise sort of party but a wow in an hour is your party, party.

Well I did it. I pulled it off, and it was perfect.

Seriously here it is the morning after, and we are still giggling about all the fun we had.
It was simple and sweet, and a little dorky (which was awesome) and a lot of yummy.

I had a plan.
Some friends for a sit down BBQ dinner.
Eating under Big white lights.
Some square dancing.
Nick getting a banjo.
Root beer floats, and homemade ice cream sandwiches.
Perfection.

And it was .. all of it.
30 dear friends to ring in 30.
Not too many photos.. too too busy.. laughing. A lot.
So much my jaw and temples hurt at the end of the night.
So much food, my belly hurt at the end of the night.
The whole party was not only a surprise.. but it was a blast.
Nick declared it, what he wants to do every weekend.
Oh my.
I admit I thought people wouldn't enjoy the square dance caller.
But I was wrong, we laughed, and clapped, and hollered and collided (were amatuers afterall).

and man oh man does my man... feel ever so loved. operation secret birthday.. accomplished.

community

2011-06-08T13:09:00.000-07:00

Been overwhelmed with community this past weekend. In a really good way.

I sat on the rocker on my porch yesterday on the phone with my mom. When new neighbors walked up with a basket of peaches. We had dropped flowers on there porch a few days before when we saw the moving truck arrive. We talked and heard there story, ohhh and ahhed over the house. Went inside happy, they seem quiet, sweet, happy to have them as neighbors.

20 minutes later, ding dong, a neighbor with some cucumber starters, they thought Nick would like them.

Another neighbor delivering flowers, shes leaving on vacation, I would enjoy them for there last few days she thought. She thought right.

I run back and forth between neighbors houses frequently a cup of sugar, white thread, watching kids for drs appts, etc. All of these things, both coming and going. A give and take.

We loaded the kids up in a wagon to walk to a baby dedication.

I helped throw a shower for my neighbor this weekend.

I watched full families play tag in the street.

I had a neighbor girl working alonside art camp this week and seeing her lovely heart.

I have made messy art with lots of neighborhood kids.

This is community. God has called us to this. To do life for and with one another.

I know some people the kind that don't allow you to bless them, to scared to not look like they have it all togethor, to scared to owe you, to scared to make that connection. I think I really used to be that type of person. But in the last couple years of being in this new home in this community, I've found... allowing others to bless you, is sometimes a blessing. I love to offer a hand when I can... and am greatful for that to build our friendship to get to know them, to love them, but the people that don't ever need help, don't get it. Don't get the blessing of allowing others to get to be used. To allow them to invest in your life. To invest themselves. Allow others to bless you back, is part of the cycle. It allows intimacy in friendship.

The ones that do a tally sheet of owed or needed favors... they lose the blessing. The lose the community and gain another obligation. Another chore.

Im so blessed to give freely and am learning to receive also.. and its lovely. And I don't always have it togethor and need that extra hand, need that cup of sugar, need that break from my kids, I need that. And Im greatful for community... for flowers, and peaches, and pick me ups, and doing life side by side and seeing how God planted me in a lovely mission field... as long as I am willing to serve. and be served.

This is suburban missions.. and I have taken that call. To love my neighbors, tangibly. Daily. To do life with them, even the rude ones (whose dogs do business on my lawn), even the party ones, even the cranky ones.
No neighbor left unturned. And I think that they have made that call to me. So blessed. I challenge you to get to know your toughie neighbor, to drop by veggies from your garden, or extra cookies, to take in there trash cans for them, to not be pushy or nosey, but be kind.. Its really enriching our day to day.

P.S. Cookies definetley build a community. Just do it.

messy art camp - skate and paint

2011-06-05T20:26:00.000-07:00

The big messy artbook by Mary Anne Kohl has been so inspiring as we planned and plotted for messy art camp. So inspiring. Every activity we did last week out of it was a success.

This one was just plain fun.
Simple concept.

Tape paper to concrete
dip hands in paint.
Lay belly down on a skateboard.
Go for a ride leaving marks along the way.

SO SO fun....

our first art gallery is tomorrow night showing off our little artists creation..
So fun to celebrate what they are making... and show them.. they matter, what they make matters.

blueberries, good naps, and lots of washing

2011-06-02T13:22:00.000-07:00

Dear Friends,

We just completed day 3 of art camp.. and I think it might be one of the funnest things I've ever done.
Oh and tiring.. Im so not 18 anymore... which I think is a requirement of camp counselors .. (for good reason).

But we are having fun. Lots of fun.. and are feeling mostly recovered around 1:00 each day.. bathed..scrubbed a million buckets and bowls... brushes cleaned sprawled out across the lawn to dry.

This has been messy. So messy. Beyond anything I ever got to do as a child.... and yet seriously some of the most fun things I've ever done. I feel very free to think of stuff on the spot and morph the days projects into something different or fresh... I feel really connected to Rylan, and free to watch who she is, in this environment. She is a wild messy girl, with nothing holding her back, no doubt about it. I get various Huge leg hugs every day as she squeals loudly in delight.. Mom this is so FUN... so so fun.. I can't wait for Cade to get a turn next week.

We have been blessed with having awesome supplies due to the large # of sign ups, and with a perfect spot for us to host this in our local public park (that is gated). We have been dilligent in keeping it tidy each day. Scrubbing concrete, picking up trash.. trying to leave it the same as it was... minus today's colored grass.. whoops. And I think overall we are pulling this off really well. Today definetely felt smooth.. quick setup, quick cleanup, routines being formed. Felt good. All the planning I put into it is working.

In our house, we are taking long naps each day, eating hearty dinners with ravenous appetities, taking lots of baths (that change colors), wearing grubby comfy clothes, wearing wet pony tales, cuddling Cade (as I miss him so, when I go pick him up and dare I say he misses me too, I think) and eating lots of fresh berries straight from our garden.... there awfully pretty and delicious.

Also so far this messy morning is making we crazy about keeping the house clean, I need control and order somewhere.... Nick said its fine by him. :)

I hope we continue on this summer having THIS much fun.... and doing it with happy hearts, Im excited to see these kids, learn about creating, teamwork, inspiration, individuality.. its really my pleasure...

now back to my berries and some top secret projects Im working on....

and tomorrow a slew of messy art for you.. guarranteed.

farewell to preschool

2011-06-01T14:38:00.000-07:00

Last week was our last week, we actually had ended up taking several weeks off with pink eye, and various "life" obligations... you know how it is..

But I was determined to say farewell to these kids.. oh and break for me to get a little sentimental...

I know as I get older and Rylan grows up, this year or these years (as I plan for next year) will be sweet memories of our house full of small children, cupcakes, giggles, sing songs, learning games, paint & glue, discover, chaos, sweet chaos... I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that this will be some of my favorite seasons of life... all across the board... Im living them now... and this group of kids was precious to me.. made me fall in love with home teaching, with coop learning, with lots of things.. and totally sparked a passion for me... because of these precious young ones.... so saying farewell was a little bittersweet... although we plan on continuing next year, it will be a new set of faces....

so for a hurray were done playdate...
we had fruit and sandwiches, for mommies and kids...
chicken salad on rosemary olive bread..and big glasses of lemonade
a quick story... and simple craft sunshines out of yellow sand...
and a water balloon toss...
turned water balloon fight

then before they all left we sat togethor and instead of singing our good morning song..
we sang a farewell song...and I got the biggest of bear hugs from thema ll.
it was a sweet easy day....
and maybe more for me than them.. I needed closure to our year... I really have loved these kids and moms.

messy art camp - spray bottle tag

2011-05-31T20:28:00.000-07:00

I am going to have TONS of things to share with you all over the next month that I have of art camp... tons of things.... but I do promise to not turn this into all art all the time.. but it might be A LOT of art a lot of the time... Hows that?

Today was our first day. And can you say FUN??!! I am so excited to have the privilege to get to play and learn with a bunch of kids over the next few weeks. Our first day was a huge success and was VERY messy.... mission accomplished... oh and everyone took naps upon the arrival home... including me... second mission accomplished..... play hard. rest hard.

I learned a few things today that I hope to remedy tomorrow....

1) we plowed through activities... I thought 5 things was plenty for 2 hours.... WRONG. We need more.
2) the messier + more active.. the better.
3) I have a couple escape artists... oh my.
4) Need more towels, and water.

But the #1 hit of the day..... spray bottle tag. We decided our camp shirts were starting off way to clean so to get the ball rolling we needed to remedy that...

Fill spray bottles with water.
Add a drop of liquid watercolors ( my new favorite thing ever)
and play tag with white shirts.... rule is .. no faces.. spray shirts only....

Laugh a lot..
The kids I know are going to ask to do this every day they loved it that much.

I dare you to get some kids togethor and make a huge mess. I promise to give you plenty of ideas.. over the course of the next few days.. The hubs and I have put our brains togethor and I think we have a few weeks jam packed of ideas. Stay tuned. Its going to be fun.. and (yawn) tiring.

how summer days are meant to end

2011-05-31T07:05:00.000-07:00

with the evening glowy light..
and sweets
the giggles of lots of kids
and good fellowship

we are kicking our summer off right..

Rylan has asked for us to do "smore-ing" on someday day for awhile....

so when the neighbors had this kind of plan...

how could we refuse?

We kicked off our summer on Friday (using the sweet start to summer bucket) and so for the remainder of the weekend, we layed pretty low, gobbling up 3 whole watermelons over the weekend, (so cheap and so good). We went out for latenight cookies on Friday. We ate lunches in the backyard, and did lots of house projects. The thing I've been enjoying the most so far, is in the bucket I gave out journals to record the blessings of summer. 4 whole pages are already filled in with thoughts like this...

-the bright sunny kitchen in the morning
-water balloon squeals
-completeing projects
-dancing in the cookie shop
-dripping chins from watermelon

I'd say our summer is off to a bang.

salad bowl on wheels

2011-05-29T19:14:00.000-07:00

So for a dear friends birthday Nick knew he wanted to give him a garden.
Next thing I knew he was lugging pallets home, tearing them apart and turning them into
soemthing pretty. Something so pretty.

Of course I had oogled different versions all over pinterest.. but once we made one of our
own, we now have plans to make a few more for ourselves. They are just too pretty.

Gardening on wheels... is just plain fun.

The overall cost of the project was less than $10.00 but allowing them to be growing
there own plants, brought a huge smile to our faces....

here it is before we took it to its new home...

we have been calling it a salad bowl, toamtoes, cucumbers, peppers, lettuce, and some berries...

Justin always loves a good salad.

And so last week I delivered it, and fired one shot of it left on there front curb to see as a surprise when they got home.. it looks so happily urban and so at home. Perfect for condo gardening.