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OUR Lights!

I had been pleading with my husband for years to let me get Christmas lights. I love the cheery light on the short days of winter and wanted to have my own to plug in each night. We had finally gotten one little string of lights for our Waldheim home and then we moved… and forgot them there…

Well it must be official! We must be in our own home again because we put up lights! We have graduated from one little string to four! I am so happy every night I plug them in! I hope to get one string each year and keep adding to them. It was a family event putting them up. I had a wonderful helper in ‘Big Boy’. He handed me the clips and helped me unwrap the lights but most importantly he held the ladder for me (except when he took the below picture.). Holding the ladder and chatting with me turned out to be very important because I discovered I don’t like being on ladders at all! I was pretty shaky getting down again. It is so funny how we change when we grow old. I remember climbing up and swinging on ladders as a child… we used to play ‘dare devil’ and jump from fence to ladder to roof tops as kids!
The pretty star lights are to ‘Little Woman’s credit. She insist we get them! Such a grand helper she was as we found a few affordable strings of lights.

When Daddy plugged them in for the first time all the children where on the couch watching out our big window. They clapped (even Baby Boy) and a chorus of ‘Ooooh’ and ‘Aaaah’ rang out. There is no snow here yet and it seems so strange!! So for now we decided with shorter days the cheery lights where needed… might as well get them up while the weather is still mild! But the inside will probably wait for a bit! I am not looking forward to removing ‘Baby Boy’ from the Christmas tree constantly…

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Fatigue

Battling fatigue lately… well for ages now… I look back through the summer photos and I just want to jump right into them. We had a great summer, so much relaxing! I really wanted to live out those hot months simply and slowly and I feel like we succeeded even in the midst of moving into our new home. I am hoping for slow days this winter… slow days involving maybe a few dates with my man (it has been waaaaaaaaay to long) and moments with my kids. I see nights, under the park lights, skating on our local rink with my oldest two… lots of walks through the snow and trips up and down the sled hill.

Fatigue is frustrating when it limits the time I can spend doing things with my kids. Like when a man is unemployed and at home getting more and more restless I feel that every day as I look around at all I want to do and will not do because I need to nap some more…

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Baby Boy Is One!

My baby turned one this weekend. He is obviously growing up. Within the last week or two he has started talking more and working really hard on standing and taking steps.

He seems to be very clever thanks to his older siblings life lessons. The other day his older brother lost his temper and threw a toy. Baby Boy stood up and threw the toy back with the same grumpy expression his brother had had. He loves playing catch with us; rolling a ball back and forth on the floor.

I am so thankful for my fourth born. So thankful to have had two boys. So thankful to have had two bum crawlers (him and his older brother both crawled this way). The gorilla like bum scooting will always be a favorite memory of mine. One that will make me giggle.

Full of joy I am watching my baby grow into a toddler. I am very very optimistic about all this families future adventures ahead.

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Summer’s End Is Coming…Fall is Knocking…

“But now in September the garden has cooled, and with it my possessiveness. The sun warms my back instead of beating on my head … The harvest has dwindled, and I have grown apart from the intense midsummer relationship that brought it on.”
– Robert Finch (Ahhhh, September… it is unusually summer like this September!)

After school we sat in the front yard and played in the sun. It was very hot (above thirty) and yet we where playing with a tell tale sign that autumn will eventually win over summers end. We where crunching up dried leaves… I had a beautiful summer but I still love the changing of seasons. I adore autumn, for it is sweet and so short where I live. I am excited about winter, for I have plans to teach my oldest two to skate this year… forgive me if you do not share this anticipation… but it is inevitable and I get such a surge of energy when I feel the change in the air!

“‘Tis the last rose of summer,
Left blooming alone;
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone.”
– Thomas Moore, The Last Rose of Summer, 1830

Departing summer hath assumed
An aspect tenderly illumed,
The gentlest look of spring;
That calls from yonder leafy shade
Unfaded, yet prepared to fade,
A timely carolling.
– William Wordsworth, September

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A Good Oops:)

We made our plans and we changed our plans and we ended up at the first after all.I feel a bit like I am struggling to really connect with the church we are attending. Everyone is so busy, including us, and so we miss out on so much. Christ has given us this group of people for a reason. Even though I am often afraid to jump into relationships, I want too with this group!

Baby boy had a fever Saturday night so we assumed we weren’t going to the church’s big ‘kick off’ picnic as planned. We took our Sunday slow because of our boy feeling off. We made pancakes and relaxed. The kids started to get antsy and so we decided a little bike ride would do no harm for every ones sake.

As we passed a local park we realized our congregation was out in the field and then remembered the picnic. We are usually not spontaneous people and our new plan meant not going to the picnic (which had already begun) but I am also a romantic and felt like there was a reason for us spotting the group. There was no reason not to swing back and join the group…After all, we where already out and about, had a fully loaded diaper bag and everyone was in a good mood!

(Big Boy enjoying his fancy balloon hat before his Daddy borrows it.)

The kids had a blast and my man and I felt like we finally made it out to something going on at this church!

(Only Dad can look serious while borrowing his son’s balloon hat!)

It felt like summer! Mid September and the weather was perfectly summer-y! These are the kind of days you have to grab a hold of and deliberately enjoy! I am hoping God changes more of our mature decisions and plans for our better real soon.

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Wheels On The Bus

(My eldest two waiting at the bus stop with great anticipation!)

Big Boy
“The wheels on the bus are soooooo high Mom!”
“I watch the wheels on the bus while we drive to school Mom!”

Big Girl
“I dreamt about riding the bus again, last night Mama!”
“Riding the bus is awesome!”

So far riding the bus is their favorite part about being back to school. I can’t blame them! It is a big adventure in their lives and so new! Walking to and from the bus stop is a big and daily event in our house now that school is in full swing again. They have never been so easy to get out of bed for school. Busing them is a great solution for our family. The only draw back is the feeling I get in my stomach each morning as they pull away… nothing a little prayer and trust in my Jesus can’t fix!

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The LIST

My man and I started THE LIST today (the to do list that is). It is so different for each new home and I must say this is the BIGGEST one yet! And only growing! Our house may need a lot of TLC (do to rough renters before we bought it) but we are up for the challenge… well I think we are… sometimes… Phew, looking at this list makes me feel tired!

Each morning I have been happily practicing singing again. After my devotions I pick up an old hymnal we have and turn to a favorite. I feel so joyful as I sing them and today was a sweet favorite. I wish to share one line from FOR THE BEAUTY OF THE EARTH today. You should look up the rest! It is a lovely song to sing in the morning!

For the beauty of each hour
Of the day and of the night,
Hill and vale, and tree, and flow’r,
Sun and moon and stars of light,
Lord of all, to thee we raise
This our hymn of grateful praise!

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Our Little Bit Of Earth

Thank You Lord For This Dirt!
The kids followed me around tonight as I fussed with my gardens.
At first, when we moved here, all I saw was the size of our yard… kinda small… now I feel like I keep finding little treasures. The side gate with the steps up to it is so adorable. It leads to my treasured alley garden. Our neighborhood has a habit of turning all the bits of grass in the alley into garden and my yard is no exception. There are perennials down the one alley side. I love this garden… perhaps the best… It is a bit wild and I refuse to tame it. This garden is in a spot meant to be forgotten. An alley is usual an ugly place… but someone took the time to spreed some seeds and plant some bulbs and allowed beauty to grow.I have always been a girl who loves the outdoors and never felt I had the opportunities in past yards… My hands love to dig deep into the dirt, petting my flowers and encouraging them to grow with water… ironically I found a bit of earth just right for that need in the big city. Me! A farm girl! Becoming content where Christ has lead her! In the CITY!

The hymn ‘For the Beauty of the Earth’ comes to mind! I will have to look it up and see if I remember the tune:)

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It’s Messy

(The Kitchen Before Picture)(and After Picture)
(The Kitchen/Living Room Dividing Wall Before)(and After Picture)

Where have I been? Moving and then sick for the last bit but I hope I am back and better. We are HERE! Settled in! Hopefully these pictures give you an idea of some of the work we have gotten done and all the rest we still have to do.

There are lots of renos left to do but we OWN this place so no rush. Now that I am feeling better again I hope to clean this place up so we look officially moved in.


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Painfully Beautiful

Change is painfully beautiful.
When we moved here I was sad at that change in life. Then these irises bloomed in the front bed and gave me hope of the beauty I would eventually find in this transition period of life.
Now I look at them, once again, for the last spring. They will no longer be mine.
They will stay and bless the next renters while our family moves on.
Change is painfully beautiful.
I adore these super fat legs and feet in the grass even though they mean my last new born is gone forever and my little Baby Boy keeps getting further and further from me as he grows bigger and bigger.
I will always lovingly see this chub chub baby in my son, whether he likes it or not.
Change is painfully beautiful.
Oh daughter STOP sitting there so at peace, so full of growing wisdom, so beautifully surprising! I am going to have to run over and squeeze you, a desperate attempt to stop you from growing older… I will then cry and sigh and be SO proud of all that you have become and will become!Change is painfully beautiful.
It makes a mama’s heart well up with great joy and thankfulness to her maker and at the same time her eyes well up with tears at the babies long gone!
It makes her heart burn with in her chest; ablaze with love, hope and sorrow all at once!
A mama’s heart is one big paradox.

TTFN