14 April 2009

Little Joe




Joseph seems to be at that age where he is either making us laugh or making us want to pull all of our hair out! He is at the point of really wanting to be able to do all that his brothers are doing, but can't quite seem to do it yet. So he is frequently frustrated, but then he seems to find humor in nearly everything, so it works out alright after all, lol. I have a feeling the next few months are going to be interesting...

06 April 2009

Mama's Hands

Mama's hands are beautiful, but perhaps not in the ways one might expect. Her nails may not be manicured or polished, in fact, they may be cut short and functional. They may not be perfectly moisturized, or be delicate show pieces for fine jewelery, but mama's hands are beautiful.

What makes mama's hands so beautiful? She may not use expensive creams for moisturizing, but they are are soft nonetheless. Perhaps it is from wiping away little children's tears, or some special ingredient in baby wipes. Somehow mama's hands always have just the right touch when there is a little owie that needs tending, or a small toy that needs fixing.

Her nails may not be polished or manicured, but you may just find them covered in bread dough. Mama's hands knead and shape the dough into loaves to feed her family. Mama's hands prepare meals with love that fill her family with more than just nutrition. They see the meal before them on the table and know she cares so much for them.

Mama's hands may get rough during gardening season, but somehow they are still so gentle and kind.

Mama's hands may be barren of jewelry, but are so full when she holds the hands of her little ones. When baby plays with her fingers, or uses them for a teething biscuit, they are beautiful to him! Her hands may not be full of riches, but they are full of the treasures little boys bring to her. Who needs diamonds when your two year old brings you rocks from the church parking lot?

Mama's hands are the ones that are trusted to wash special blankets, to repair a favorite toy, or to carefully pull off a bandaid. Mama's hands are strong enough to show little ones right from wrong, and gentle enough to comfort the hurting.

Mama's hands symbolize so many things. There are so many "little" works she does with these hands that make such a difference in the lives around her.

Mama's hands are simply beautiful!

31 March 2009

A Sister Sewing Blessing!

Today was Sister Sewing, and it was such a huge blessing! The ladies had asked if they could help me with sewing dresses. I have been needing to sew maternity dresses but with having been sick, and then now facing terrible morning sickness, I have fallen behind. So this was such a blessing! We finished three dresses, and have four more cut out, ready to sew. Even just having them cut is a huge help. That is the hardest part for me when I do not feel well.

It felt so amazing to have that help. This is the first time we have really known what it is like to have a real "community". My sisters here are just amazing!

25 March 2009

Uh-Oh Joe!


Well, little Joe just could not resist my little seedlings. I think the fresh dirt and tempting green baby plants was just too much to resist! This is the second time he has gotten into my seedlings (the first being a sweet potato which he dug up and it has never recovered :() It was hard to be angry though, he just didn't seem to really understand what he had done wrong. Sigh. Oh the joy of little boys!



Blessings,

19 March 2009

Thankful Thursday



I am so thankful for all the help that we have had while I have been sick. And for the patience of my family while I have not been able to do all that I usually do.

I am thankful for my new washer even though I have not been able to use it yet.

I am thankful that the last two afternoons I have been able to take a wonderful nap cuddled up with my three year old.

Blessings,

17 March 2009

My Big Helper

Jacob has been having a lot of moments lately that just make my heart leap with joy. Cleaning up the playroom without being asked, taking the initiative to help his brothers, and this afternoon he asked me if we could sweep the kitchen for me. So he went at got out his little broom and swept. Then he asked if he could get the sweeper to get up the piles.
Such a good boy! It is such a blessing when children do things without being asked.


Through God's Abundant Grace,

12 March 2009

Thankful Thursday



1. I am thankful that even though I am sick, the house is mostly caught up and I can afford to rest today.
2. I am so thankful for the purchases that we have been able to make lately that are such a help in moving towards a less world-dependent way of life.
3. I am thankful for a really big blessing in my life...that our little family is growing and that I have a need to make new dresses ;)
4. I am thankful that the heater repairman finally showed up with our new furnace and is not putting it in!

Blessings,

11 March 2009

Playing Outside





We are all getting anxious for Spring time around here. The boys are over-flowing with boundless energy and just cannot wait to be able to play outside. Jacob is anxiously awaiting planting time for the garden. And I have been longing for beautiful Spring weather for hanging out the laundry.

We had a preview of Spring to come at the end of last week so the children (and Mama and Daddy) had a chance to play outside.

Joshie Bonked!


The boys were playing in Jacob's room yesterday when I suddenly heard a loud commotion and Joshua's screams. I ran to see what had happened. He had pulled so hard on the blind's cord that it yanked the top molding off of the window, which of course hit him right in the head! He had a huge blue knot and of course I was in a panic. I held a cold pack on it for as long as he would let me, and then as is our tradition I let him hold "frosty bear". I went on to fix lunch, turned around and realized that he had bitten a hole in frosty bear and there was blue goo everywhere. Again I started to panic because I had heard that the goo inside of those things is poisonous.

*Big Sigh of Relief* Turns out he really didn't eat the blue goo, and twenty four hours later all is well. He still has a knot but not nearly as large or blue as it was yesterday.

When I asked him what had happened to his head he said, "Joshie bonked". We hear those words quite a bit around here. I suppose it is part of being the mother of little boys.



Lovingly,