A Glimpse of Destini

Where to Start

2011-04-21T12:05:00.003-04:00

It has been far too long since my last post...I don't even know where to begin. We've experienced a lot of ups and downs over the past year, but have really seen God's hand at work.

He's really blessing our work right now. We have had quite a few projects come in and are even at the point of possibly hiring an apprentice.

We left our church about 3 months ago. It was really a gut-wrenching decision, but feel that God called us out for a purpose. It has ignited a fire in my husband's heart like I've never seen before. He is now teaching a teen-age Sunday School class. Last week 3 girls gave their heart to Christ after their 3rd meeting. Last night a 4th girl gave her heart to Christ during a youth outing. My husband has always been a great back-up person, but never one to be on the front lines. He was given a burden for these teens that could only have come from the Lord. He has changed in so many ways in the past year. It is awesome to see and experience. God is soo good!

January was the hubby's big 4-0. Along with the help of friends and family, we were able to pull of a surprise party of epic proportions. I really can't believe we pulled it off. I'm just praying the Lord would forgive me for all the little white lies. I've never seen a party like that executed so perfectly. For a few minutes, I thought he was going to pass out on me! It felt so good to bless him and to celebrate his special day with all of the special people in our lives.

Speaking of birthdays...we now officially have a teenager. Dakota is now 13. He has surpassed me in height and is closing in on his dad. He is just an awesome kid...I don't know what else to say.

Autum celebrated her big 11th at the end of March. She is really maturing into a beautiful young lady. She is super intelligent and is still managing all A's in school.

Boogie...well...she's just Boogie. There is not a day that girl doesn't somehow make me laugh out loud over something. I love her sense of humor!

I was just perusing the photos...thought maybe I'd add a few. All I seem to have lately are pictures of the 9 turkeys who have taken up residency in the back yard. Guess I need to get busy!

Have a blessed day!

Blinking...

2010-06-15T21:35:00.003-04:00

So I blinked and realized it is June already. Hard to believe in my last post I was ushering in the New Year.

The Lord still amazes me with his kindness and mercy. We have experienced his love and grace in many ways these past 6 months. For starters, Steven had a pretty nasty accident on his dirt bike back in April. At times, I still can see it in my mind when I shut my eyes. His breathing, how he looked and that feeling of sheer panic of not knowing if he was going to be okay...the ambulance ride to the hospital. The sights and sounds of the trauma room. My church family surrounding us with their love and prayers. An amazing God. Escaping with a concussion and stitches when it should have been so much worse. Doctors amazed at the miracle of no broken bones. Our God at work.

Almost 2 weeks to the day after that accident, Steven ran himself over with a truck. I know...I asked him the same thing. How did you manage that? He had left it running out in the driveway, was checking the lights and it popped into gear. He ran around to the driver's side to stop it. He is not sure if he fell out, missed or what...just remembers the truck rolling over his left leg. Another trip to the er... and another miracle. No broken bones. Hyper-extended muscles, lots of pain and swelling, but no broken bones. Again, God's hedge of protection.

God is so gracious to us. There were so many blessings that have come out of these accidents, I can't even begin to count them all.

Time to change the subject! The youngins are out of school for the summer. My boy is finished with 6th grade, sis just finished 4th and Boogie completed k-4. The big kids are off to Chicago at the moment with my mother in law taking in the sights and spending money! At last count, Dakota had bought 3 different Lego sets and Sis got an American Girl doll. Steven is out in Iowa wiring a log home. Boogs and I are here holding down the fort until everyone returns on Friday. Sunday Dakota will be off to teen camp with the church.

I can't get over how fast time is flying. As I write, there are so many things flying through my mind...I said goodbye to my Aunt Laura a few weeks ago. She was the last of my great grandmother's surviving siblings. Another generation gone. A sweet cousin graduated. She was 2 when I got married. I recently found a couple of lost relatives online who were about 2 and 4 years of age when I last saw them. They are now 26 and 24.

Can you even begin to imagine how God must feel? Sure makes me appreciate his love all that much more. As much as I desire a relationship with him, he desires fellowship with me all that much more. Makes me realize that time passes too quickly. The enemy throws all sorts of things in our paths to distract us from the one who loves us so much that he sent his son to earth to establish a righteous relationship with us. With that said...my Father and I have some catching up to do.

Blessings friends...

Happy New Year

2009-12-31T07:18:00.009-05:00

As I prepare tonite for our New Year's Eve Party, I just wanted to wish all of you a Happy New Year. I pray that the next year is full of blessings and that you all may experience the presence of God in your lives. 2009 has been an exciting year for us. We saw the Lord work in and through many situations in our lives. He has taught us to be patient and faithful. In turn, he has been patient and faithful to us. He has blessed us with some pretty amazing friends. New relationships were formed, old relationships were strengthened.

We've watched our children grow..taller, more mature, and more responsible. I've stood back and witnessed moments as they interact with friends and family where they are "getting it." They are the kind, caring and godly people I have always prayed they would be.

I've watched my husband deepen his walk with the Lord...fully trusting that He would accomplish the great works in our lives, just as He said in his word.

Just don't tell him I put this picture of him on here. He might not like that so well. I had to show you his deep and mature side. Remember this post about the whole tongue thing?

I've learned a great many things this year. I pray the lessons learned won't soon be forgotten. I pray that I will take these lessons and grow from them and be reminded always of the great things the Lord has done for us.

Goodbye 2009!

Catching up

2009-11-20T09:58:00.003-05:00

Where to begin? We have been staying very busy in our little corner of the world. With school being in full swing and lots of work on the books, life has been very full. If I were to sit and list the things we have been doing lately, I am not sure that I could give an accounting. We have been busy, but doing what? I'm not sure!

Last weekend a friend and I took the kids swimming out at the rec center. That was a nice change of pace. Steve has been on the hunt for the ever elusive buck since the beginning of October with no success as of yet.

For the past few months, we have been working on an addition for our house. We are adding on to our bedroom which will be awesome when finished. I'll save all those details for a post with pictures.

I am trying to prepare mentally for Christmas. Where has the year gone? I feel totally clueless as to what to get the kids this year. Normally I am full of ideas. This year? Nothing.

I still sit here in awe of what the Lord has done for us this past year. For the past couple of months we have been swamped with work. Just when we start to feel caught up, the phone rings again. It has been such a great feeling to wake up and not worry about where Steve would be working the next day. With our state being so economically depressed, it is amazing that we can be so busy. I just have to thank the Lord for that.

As we enter into the holidays, there is so much to be thankful for...again, another whole lengthy post will contain my list!

I pray that you have a blessed day today!

Boogieism

2009-10-27T10:23:00.003-04:00

The big kids were having a little competition the other night over the books of the New Testament. Sis has a quiz where she has to recite the books. To test her fully, I was going through and having her recite them backwards, then in isolation...what comes before or between and so on. We got to the question, "What book comes between Nahum and Zephaniah?" Boogie (not to be outdone by anyone) yells out "Alex!"

There you have it folks...Alex. Right in between Nahum and Zephaniah.

The Quiet House...

2009-09-15T20:15:00.003-04:00

As I sit here tonite and listen to the rhythmic (snore) breathing of my husband, my heart swells with love for my God.

No matter how bad the economy is or isn't...it is hard to get straight answers from the news,
No matter how bad the weather is or isn't,
No matter how sick or healthy,
we are so very rich in the Lord.

In a time when so many are struggling, God continues to work upstream and sends blessing our way. I certainly don't deserve it, but I am so grateful for the mercies God shows continually.

I have a diligent, faithful, handsome and very hardworking husband who believes wholeheartedly in providing for his family.

I have children who have made professions of faith and are seeking to honor the Lord in their words, actions and deeds. The youngest does not comprehend everything yet, but believes in her heart that God can give her new skin when she hurts her knee. She sees him as being very real.

My children are healthy, talented, kind and caring people.

My home, though it seems small at times is perfect for us. It keeps us dry and protected from the cold. It is the central gathering place for our family. It is the place where decisions are made, the Lord is honored, we lay our heads, eat our meals, we call it home.

There are times when my heart desires more...like 6 months of steady work, money to roll in on a consistent regular basis, a smaller hind end...

God reminds me gently that He is able to provide for all my needs. He has done it in the past. He is doing it right now, and He will continue to do so in the future. He reminds me not to worry, that He will never leave me nor forsake me...and He hasn't. What an amazing God we serve.

Hearing the snoring and the night sounds of outside through the window tonite, believe it or not, is peaceful. It is a reminder of all the blessings and good in my life right now.

What We've Been Up To

2009-09-09T07:00:00.000-04:00

Earlier this summer, we decided it was time to switch rooms around. The girls were stuffed into a bedroom that was way to small for them and brother had the larger room. First thing was to remove completely all his things and re-paint something girly. I think we got the girly covered!

I think our guy at the paint store thought we flipped our lid...the girls picked 4 different colors.

Big Brother chose 2 colors with a blue ceiling. Sometime later we will paint clouds.

We also installed new flooring for him. Hopefully this will be a little easier on his asthma.

Unfortunately, I didn't get any before photos. I was to ashamed to show them! Let's just say they were a mess! We've been in the new rooms a month now and they are doing a great job keeping them neat.

Boogieism

2009-07-16T12:34:00.002-04:00

I've been undertaking the arduous task of cleaning kid bedrooms. We decided to switch rooms around and give the girls the bigger bedroom. Along with the cleaning came painting the joy of sorting through junk. One treasure found was the amazing Barbie pooping dog. Not sure it is the best toy to have around as most of the Chinese imports have proven to be lead disasters, but my children are drawn to the little bits of poo that look like little chocolate tic-tacs. I spied Boogie sitting at the table with the pooping puppy...

Me: "Oh, you found your pooping dog!"

Boogie: "Yeah....I just love my pooping dog."

Don't know why, but that struck me so funny. I think my least favorite thing about any dog is the pooping. There is no joy in cleaning dog poop for me. My four year old loves her toy pooping dog. Go figure.

Not Me Monday

2009-07-13T20:53:00.002-04:00

***The power went out last nite as I went to publish...So it is now Not me Tuesday...**

It has been a while since I participated in the Not Me Monday weekly purging of all the things I haven't done.
This week was pretty good. I had the opportunity to spend some alone time with my husband this past weekend. My sister graciously agreed to keep all the kids...the furry one included. We figured that this would be our only opportunity for a while to celebrate our upcoming anniversary...sooo.....

This weekend we did not get tickets to Pinks All Out at the Martin US 131 Drag Strip. I did not forget to wear sunscreen. I did not sit on bright reflective silver grandstands most of the day that did not fry my white freckly chicken skin to a crisp.

I wish I could say that I did not wear my sunglasses, so I will just say I do not look like a racoon right now (even still after 2 full days).

My knees are not bright red, nor is my chest.

I did not purposely take a shower today to avoid having to wash my face and hair.

I didn't threaten my husband with his life if he took a picture...take my word for it. I'm not the least bit burned.

Is It On Straight?

2009-06-29T16:48:00.002-04:00

Mmmm....Lipstick!

What a difference...

2009-05-05T07:09:00.011-04:00

...A few days and a lot of rain makes. We went from tulip leaves...

to fully blooming tulips.
From a delicate red bud...

to fragrant pink blossoms...From a small leaf forming...

to a branch full!from just a small shoot poking through the ground...

to tall willowy stalks.from a humble beginning...to his death, burial and resurrection. How I love spring. The new beginnings, the subtle changes, the handiwork of God on display.

Upward Soccer

2009-04-24T09:08:00.008-04:00

Last Saturday marked the beginning of a new season of Upward Soccer. This is the first year our church has offered the program. If you have never been involved in Upward Sports, it is an awesome program. For those children who are intimidated by not being good enough or who have been made the bench warmers by coaches who are looking only for a win, this program helps to redeem self-esteem, reward sportsmanship and win children to Jesus.

Big Brother kicked his first goal of the season this past Saturday.

Here he is in action!
Sissy...contemplating her next move

Defending the goal...

Very serious. I'll have you know she did run in the right direction (toward her goal) the whole entire game!

In her own words..."This picture is me not listening. I was getting the dirty off my socks."

The Faith of a Child...

2009-04-22T09:18:00.002-04:00

...Is priceless. This morning while sitting at my desk Boogie was watching her toonies on tv.
"Mommy, can you pray for me?"
Me: "Sure, what can I pray for?"
Boogie: "My tummy hurts."

I love the faith of children. It is a faith that is not tainted or tarnished by cynicism or skepticism. They believe God's word and trust in it completely. What an awesome example for me to follow.

Thank you Lord for the gift of children. Lord please help me to have a child-like faith that prompts me to seek you first for all things...and please help Boogie's tummy to feel better...amen.

Pray for Stellan

2009-04-21T09:33:00.001-04:00

Today sweet Stellan has his heart surgery...should be in now as I write. Please lift the Mckfamily in prayer today.

Signs of Spring

2009-04-20T13:34:00.011-04:00

So I finally got the opportunity to get out the other day and mess with the new lens I got for Christmas. It has been such a long winter, I really have not taken many pictures. I got a little bit bored with pictures of snow! Don't get me wrong, they were pretty for the first month or two, but as winter dragged on and on, my inspiration waned. The warm weather we had the other day inspired me. Here are some signs of spring in my yard...

In a few weeks, this bud will give way to beautiful fragrant blossoms on my Crab-Apple Tree...These buds are the beginning of leaves. I've missed the leaves!These will be gorgeous peonies in a matter of a few weeks...I had to include the sky...a brilliant blue sky. Not one grey cloud. Not overcast. Not snowing. I like to call this one...Defiant.Determined...

Down right Adorable. Even when she is pouting.

You honestly didn't think I could stick to just the pictures of my yard and not put one single one of the kids in there did you?

Receiving Encouragement

2009-04-17T07:08:00.001-04:00

I don't know about you, but do you ever have one of those moments when the phone rings and you see it is a call from the school? One of those moments when your heart immediately skips a beat and you find yourself suddenly nervous? Today it happened to me.

I was sitting here fiddling around and the phone rang. As soon as I saw it was the school, I went into panic mode. The kids were both fine when I dropped them off...was one of them sick? With great trepidation I answered the phone...

"Mrs. Baldwin?"

Me: "Yes...."

"Hi! This is Mrs. M***** from GCS."

Me: "Hi Mrs. M*****"

"I just wanted to call and tell you...(insert my racing heart here. She is the gym teacher. I had all sorts of scenarios running through my head. What was she wanting to tell me, Sissy got hurt in gym? My son failed to dodge in dodgeball?)...that your children are a great joy and blessing to me. They never give me any trouble and they both have the sweetest spirit. I appreciate the sacrifices you and your husband have made to send them here. It is very unusual for a boy your son's age to have the sweet spirit that your son has. I just wanted to let you know that because I don't usually get much of an opportunity to talk to parents."

I have to tell you, as soon as those words left her lips, I felt like a balloon that was blown up and being held between 2 fingers and suddenly released. All of the panic and fear aside, I was pretty speechless and again almost moved to tears.

Isn't it something when someone takes just a moment...our phone call lasted all of about 2 minutes...to pass along an encouraging word? In an instant, she was able to touch my heart and make me feel so good, like I have truly done something right with God's children. There are so many days where these kids fight and argue over silly stuff. Over and over I feel as if I have failed somewhere. I just look to the heavens begging Calgon to take me away. Then I get a call from the school.

What a gift. I sit here again shaking my head in amazement at God. He knows our hearts, our thoughts and our needs. Just so happened I needed that encouragement today. I needed to know that the sacrifices we've made and continue to make to send our children to a private school are pleasing to God, that we've made the right choices with their schooling. I honestly cringe when I get the registration materials in the mail every year. I worry over how the bill is going to be paid. God does it every time. Not just a little, but all the way. All he wants me to do is to continue to believe and trust in Him.

Catching up

2009-04-15T09:37:00.002-04:00

Our days have been full here lately, for which I am very thankful, but a little angry with myself for not carrying my camera around! During Spring (more like winter) Break I ended up with a cold. My first of the season. It made me remember why I hate being sick! There were a couple of days where my arms felt just to heavy to carry around. Thankfully that didn't last too terribly long.

Saturday we had our Easter Eggstravaganza at the church. My sister and her family were able to join us. Lots of junk food, lots of eggs, lots of people! Steve's parents came over Saturday night and stayed the night so they could attend our Sunday church service with us. After church we enjoyed our Easter dinner.

A new season of Upward Soccer is underway at our church. All 3 are playing this year, which should be fun. I helped Boogie's team out at practice Monday evening. It was sooo cold and windy that night. I swear that the wind was blowing Boogie off course as she was trying to run!

Tonight we have Awana, which is winding down here in the next few weeks. I heard some talk of Dakota having another practice Friday night for soccer, then all 3 have games on Saturday. I think Steve's parents may possibly be here again this weekend for Grandparent's Day at the school and to watch soccer on Saturday.

I am forever amazed at how quickly time seems to pass around here. I blinked and the month of April has nearly passed. My kids only have about 6 more Mondays until summer vacation.

In other news, I signed Boogie up for K-4 next year. She had her K-4 round up about 2 weeks ago. I am ashamed to admit that I got teary eyed and almost burst into a full bout of crying as I sat there in that K-4 room watching the things my baby will be doing next year. I have been in full-out denial of the fact she is old enough to start attending pre-school. Steve thought that I had lost my mind. Not my mind, just the last four years. I cannot figure out where they have gone!

As always, I stand amazed at the Lord and his provision in our lives. While so many are struggling with unemployment, He is still providing for our needs. Just last night I got a phone call from a potential customer. I sent an estimate to him back in July of last year for a little bit of work he needed done. He called last night to update the quote. It is amazing the people that the Lord sends along at just the right time. If I ever start to whine or sound ungrateful, please smack me and remind me of all the blessings the Lord has provided for us. Seriously! I find even when I am in the midst of being blessed, I have the audacity to complain.

I think we are all up to date for the moment. It is with a thankful heart that I wish you all a great day!

Big Brother's Sleep-over

2009-04-09T07:28:00.005-04:00

Being the slacker mom that I am, we just had big brother's birthday party. We did have it planned a few weekends ago, but the kids were all sick and we had to cancel. We went to the community center in Lapeer to swim for a couple of hours, which was a blast! One of the highlights of the evening was opening a can of Flarp (noisy putty stuff). Let's just say, I thought the pizza had gotten the better of one of the party goers. The boys Flarped, shot each other with the nerf gun, built starwars, pirate and dump truck legos and played video games until crashing at about midnite.

I dare say they had a great time!

I really have to give thanks to God for my first born (all of them, really). He is becoming such a Godly young man. He has made some excellent choices in the friends he has made. It was so much fun watching & playing with his friends.

Building Bears

2009-04-07T08:53:00.008-04:00

For Autum's 9th...yes, 9th birthday we went down to the Build-a-Bear workshop in Novi. We were able to bring a couple of friends from school and Autum's cousins for the day. We started out by picking out our bear, then bringing them back to the stuffing station. Our party leader Josh explains to the girls that they will be placing a heart inside of their bears.

They have to impart love, strength and wisdom to these bears.

Next order of business is to add some stuffin' to the bear...

...and a few bows for the ears

A view of the store...And our many thanks to Josh...our fearless party leader who braved all the girls!
No trip to the mall is complete without riding the escalator...no less than 4 times.

Pray for Baby Stellan

2009-03-23T08:55:00.003-04:00

I was just reading through my list of blogs when I came across McMama's blog. Her sweet baby Stellan is in PICU right now with an extremely high heart rate (SVT). They have tried many things to get it down and have been unsucessful. Please pray for God's hand of intervention here, not only for Stellan, but also for his family. This event has brought them back to the place emotionally, where they were told that Stellan had no hope or chance of living while in utero.

Baggu Grosgrain Guest GIVEAWAY!!!!

2009-03-10T18:11:00.000-04:00

Baggu Grosgrain Guest GIVEAWAY!!!! This a pretty cool little bag! Check it out for yourself!

Clearwater Beach

2009-03-10T06:38:00.001-04:00

Now that it is cold here again, I thought I would share some photos of our day at Clearwater Beach...think warm thoughts...think warm thoughts...

While we were there, we played some catch Chased a few of these...
relentlessly, I might add

Did a lot of this...

Collected a LOT of shells

Got in the water for a very brief moment

Made our mark on the world

Took in the scenery

OH! And buried Boogie!

Through My Daughter's Eyes

2009-03-05T08:37:00.008-05:00

Every since my youngins were....youngins, I have always loved handing them a camera on vacation to document the trip through their eyes. I think Sissy was about 3 the first time she was handed a disposable camera on vacation. I loved getting the pictures back. It is great to see the things through their perspective. Over the years, I do have to say there is a HUGE difference in the quality. I have many many belly and butt shots of myself and my husband over the years that I've had to overlook (burn). This year's trip was a little different. Sis got a digital camera for Christmas. Her overall picture taking abilities have improved greatly. Here are some pictures from the trip as seen through her eyes.

Meet Lou...he is the resident Hippo at the Wild Life Park in Homosassa Springs. This is one of about 50 pictures we now have of the old boy eating his hay.

The Star attraction of this park is the Manatees. There are 6 resident manatees that live here that are unable to return to the wild.
Some of the landscape in the park...
Grandma's chest...and a really cool lady posing by the manatee sculpture...
Grandpa's butt...

The street scene. We did see a lot of traffic and spent a lot of time in the car.

Palm Trees and a glimpse of the ocean!

All kidding aside, she did a great job documenting our trip. I love to see the things that she thought was cool and interesting. If you've never handed a child a camera, I strongly encourage you to try it sometime. You really gain a whole new perspective on the experience.

2nd post in 1 day!

2009-02-10T16:20:00.004-05:00

So here you have it. I go for weeks without one single post, then today you get two. A few days ago I had you praying for me to be able to discern between the urgent and the important and to let God relieve some of my stress. Today was just another of those days that could have greatly consumed me again.

Again, my Father showed his grace and compassion and I was only consumed for a few hours!

What started out as a typical morning of kicking the kids in the behind to get out the door for school, I remembered that I left the car just about on walk yesterday and that I would have to get gas this morning. As I pulled out of the drive, I reached down between the seats to make sure I had my purse and wallet in it. Well, the purse was there, but the wallet, the checkbook, the driver's license....GONE. All of the change in my ashtray...Gone.

Unfortunately, Satan had a hold of my big toe and the word **it flew off my lips realizing just what had happened. Silly me had left my purse in the car. An opportunistic desperate someone stole my belongings from my car. Opportunistic desperate someone was at least kind and considerate to lock the van after he had stolen my things---See? Silver lining folks.

I turned around and went back home to start making the first of about 3 hours worth of phone calls to cancel credit cards, place stops on checks...blah, blah, blah. I got that done, took the kids to school a few hours late then went about getting a new license and atm card.

After kicking myself over and over again for leaving my purse in the car, I had to sit back and laugh at myself. I stressed over nothing. The opportunistic desperate person did not break into my house and harm my family. He did not steal my van, even though the keys were in it (I know, dumb, huh?). He (or she) didn't drain my accounts or go on a spending spree (that I know of). All the stuff was able to be replaced. I learned a valuable lesson. God was faithful.

After replacing my license and card I headed home and noticed a huge mess of papers in the neighbor's yard. It was actually some of the stuff from my purse. I didn't get everything back, but am thankful that some of the important things were left behind.
Again, there are so many lessons. God just asks us to be faithful in all things and in all situations. Lord, I'm trying.

Updates on the Prayer Requests

2009-02-10T07:02:00.002-05:00

Thanks again for your prayers, it was greatly appreciated! Now for the updates:

My nephew was able to come home from the hospital on Friday and at last word he has been recovering nicely at home.
The friend who had surgery had 4 bypasses done and the doctors were more than pleased with those results. But with good came bad. What was originally believed to be blood clots in the lungs is now believed to be cancer. Please continue to pray for him and his family.
WE GOT THE JOB! The church had their business meeting last night and voted on the lighting proposal. It was a unanimous decision. We got the job! What a praise.
I am all packed for Florida. It was my goal to have everything ready on Saturday. I got it all packed and waiting. Our airline now charges 15.00 ea. way for checked luggage. I was able to get us all packed into carry-ons. I actually got the girls in 1 carry-on. Space bags really work!

Thanks again for all of the prayers. I pray that your days are blessed and that the Lord reveals himself more to you.

Please join me in praying...

2009-02-05T09:41:00.002-05:00

I believe every day we are faced with making a choice between those things which are important and those things which are urgent. I believe that satan is behind a lot of the urgent things because they greatly distract us from the important things in our lives, such as spending time with the Lord so we are better equipped to handle the urgent matters.

With that being said, I am asking for your prayers to help me discern those things that are urgent and those things that are important. Pray that I would be able to effectively manage my time to include sustenance from God's word and time spent conversing with the Father.

Some days I feel so overcome with stress and KNOW that is not what God wants for me. I am amazed over and over again how He alleviates that stress when I let him in. Why am I such a slow learner?

A few other prayer concerns:

Strength for my Florida family. My nephew has been in the hospital with pneumonia for over a week now. He is on the mend, but it has been difficult because everyone there is sick too! My brother in law's mother passed away in the midst of all this. He had to fly here to Michigan and leave his son in the hospital with pneumonia. He is now back home in Fla...We are hoping that Lane will come home from the hospital Sat.
A friend from church had to say goodbye to her 19 year old brother this week after a heroin overdose. Her mom ended up under psychiatric care after being the one to find him.
Another friend was struggling with blood clots in his body only to find out that many of his major arteries were blocked. He went in for emergency surgery yesterday. I'm still awaiting results.
A dear friend's BFF went home to Jesus only 6 mos. after being diagnosed with skin cancer leaving behind a wife and child.
As always, for us. Please pray that God would continue to supply all of our needs and continue to bless us with work. Things have been rather slow lately. There will be a meeting on Mon. evening in which church members will be casting their vote on a proposal for lighting that we submitted. The proposal has been accepted by the deacons and trustees and now must be brought before the congregation. This would be HUGE for us. The funding is in place, we just need the yes vote. It is an almost certain thing...but please be praying for this to happen.
Last but not least...we are making a small run to Florida the 13-18th of this month. Please pray that we have safe travel there and back and that we all remain healthy. Also pray that God would grant us restoration, relaxation and peace during this time. It has been a LONG time since we've been away.

Thank you to my praying friends. I so appreciate your words of and encouragement and all of your prayers.

Birthday Pictures...one month later (almost)

2009-01-12T11:01:00.006-05:00

Okay, so I am a few days shy of being a month late in posting birthday pictures. I figured better late than never. So, here is a quick highlight of Boogie's birthday!

Happy Birthday To You....Happy Birthday To Youuuu....
Happy Birthdaaaay Dear Boogieeee....

Happy Birthday to youuuuuuu....

...And many more!

Here is Boogie with Jenny...her favorite birthday present this year.

For months she has been asking for a "merica girl doll." Thank you Target for their Generation Girl alternative!

A new year

2009-01-02T07:42:00.003-05:00

Happy New Year! 2009 is here. It seemed like it was so far away even just a week ago. We had a relatively low key New Year's Eve. We had some friends over to celebrate with us. I just have to tell you all what a blessing it is to have been surrounded by close Christian friends ringing in the New Year. After the ball dropped, we gathered around, held hands and prayed. What an amazing time of prayer it was and how encouraging to me to have such dear friends with a desire to serve such an amazing God.

2008 was quite a year. Even with a down turn in the economy, God showed himself faithful. He promised to be our rock, our refuge, our strength and our sustainer...and He is.

Hopefully here soon, I will be able to get some pictures up. I've been neglectful lately. I just wanted to pop in and wish everyone a Happy 2009. I'm praying that this year you are heathy, happy and blessed. That you will draw near to the Lord and serve him. I also pray that no matter the circumstances surrounding you, that you would find joy everyday.

What Happened to my Baby?

2008-12-17T10:06:00.004-05:00

Four years ago today, God blessed us with our little Boogie. She was a bit of a surprise to us on many counts. We weren't necessarily "trying" to have another baby. Fortunately for our family God had other plans. Her big brother and sister wanted to have a baby in the house and prayed for Boogie. Big brother wanted a little brother and sis wanted twin girls to help her clean her room. For those who don't think God has a sense of humor, I beg to differ. I found out I was pregnant the day after the kids prayed for a baby.

My pregnancy was filled with days of the big kids arguing whether it was going to be a girl or a boy because both had petitioned God and sent in their requests. We had made it our policy to not find out the sex of the baby during ultrasounds because we truly loved the surprise. The bickering back and forth became pretty intense. Sis was very adamant that it was a girl and was not having it any other way. In a moment of weakness somewhere around the 8 month pregnant mark, I broke down and asked my ob nurse what we were having. They had the results of the ultrasound in my chart. Steve and I didn't share with anyone what we knew, we just felt we were a little better prepared to talk with sis more and prepare her "just in case." Going into delivery we smiled at each other, feeling proud of ourselves from keeping this little secret. The big moment came when the tiny baby was delivered. Both of us were anxious to meet our precious son....but wait...those were girl parts. The joke was definitely on us.

I have to admit, we have the best of both worlds in Boogie. She is a pretty little princess on most days, but belches, toots and acts like a boy on others. She has an awesome sense of humor and is very quick witted. God makes no mistakes. He created an amazing child just perfect for our family.

When her brother and sister were finally able to meet her, the arguing immediately stopped. She had everyone's heart wrapped around her delicate little fingers. She still does to this day.

So today, we wish a very happy birthday to our little Boogie. We pray that God would bless her this upcoming year and always.

What I've been up to...

2008-12-13T16:33:00.003-05:00

Just thought I'd give you all a glimpse of what I've been up to since the family left.

I went to Joann's and bought fabric on Friday evening for a couple of projects
Went home and butchered the fabric...have to buy some more on Saturday
I went to the bathroom (many times) with no one barging in
I took a shower and a bath. Again, no one barged in or had to poo (that ALWAYS happens when I decide to take a bath). I sang loudly in the shower and no one was around to complain about how bad it sounded
I slept in until 8:45 am
I walked up to get the mail this morning and managed to lock myself out of the house for about an hour.
I successfully broke into my house (that is scary)
I finished almost all of my Christmas Shopping today!!
I made it through a bunch of stores without having to drop everything and run to the bathroom, tell the little on a million and one times that I am NOT buying her everything she sees, yelling at the older 2 to stop arguing, shushing anyone and hearing about tired feet and being bored.
I replaced the fabric I butchered
I splurged on a hot mocha from Starbucks
Thanked the Lord 10 times over for watching out for me today. Prayed for my family to be safe while we are apart. Thanked God for his greatness today.

I really thought that I would have a difficult time with the family being gone. Turns out, it hasn't been that bad!

Home Alone

2008-12-12T08:29:00.002-05:00

I don't believe this has happened in about 10 years, but tonite and all day tomorrow I will be home all alone. Just me and my dog Zeus. Steven is taking the kids up north to Grandma's to bake Christmas cookies while him and his friend go snowmobiling. I've kind of been stressing about it a little, as this is such a rarity. The quiet of the house with no children is sometimes deafening for me. Hopefully I can get finished up with some of the Christmas stuff that is going on! I just might have to take a bubble bath, too.

Thankful Heart

2008-12-10T06:58:00.003-05:00

Today I write with a thankful heart. There are so many things I am thankful for, so I thought I'd post about them here today...(please note that this is a bulleted list, not a numbered list. I have not placed these in order...it is also not a complete list.)

I am thankful for my husband. He loves the Lord and takes his responsibilities as provider of our family very seriously. He loves our children with immeasurable love and is not afraid to show it. He teaches them how to love the Lord. He sacrifices himself daily for his family.
I am thankful for my children. They bring me joy almost every minute I am around them. They, too, love the Lord and want to do what is pleasing to Him. They are caring, kind and compassionate children with a great sense of humor. They honor the Lord in their school work and with their attitudes toward school.
I am thankful for my home. Though it seems small at times, I feel blessed to be so close to everyone in the house. No chance of losing anyone here! It is warm and cozy and within our means.
I am thankful for my Savior. He knows me in and out. He has blessed me with home, family and food on the table. He has sacrificed himself so that I may live. He hears and answers all of my prayers, he provides for me. He gently reprimands me when I misstep. He wraps me in his arms of grace when I am down and restores me to complete.
In these rough economic times, he has flooded our doorstep with work. My husband and I have just praised and praised the Lord for his goodness over the past few weeks. I am not sure how long this busy streak will last, but today I am very thankful.
I am thankful for our service men and women. They sacrifice their lives, spend huge amounts of time away from their families and lay everything on the line to protect my freedom and defend my country.
I am thankful for the spouses and children of our service men and women who are separated during deployment. For the extra slack they pick up when a loved one has been called away. For the strength and stability they show on the home front and for faithfully keeping the "home fires burning."
For the parents who faithfully bring their children before the Lord and train him in his ways
I am thankful for the Christian school my children attend. For the caring and dedicated staff who pray over my children. For the love that is shown to them daily
I am thankful for the tough times, for the sickness. I am reminded to be thankful for the days when we are all healthy and prosperous, for everything can change in an instant.
I am thankful for vivid memories. They are sure helpful when losing a loved one. I am thankful for the assurance of heaven for those who have a relationship with the Lord.
I am thankful for snow days, Christmas Vacation and time spent with my family.
I am thankful for stores that are busy and full of pretty much whatever I need, for I know that is not the case in other countries.

Today I am very thankful. My prayer is that the Lord would keep me ever mindful of His blessing and that I would approach him with a heart of thanksgiving for the great things He hath done.

Fall Pictures...Take 2

2008-11-11T11:58:00.008-05:00

Last post showcased the goofy side of our picture taking experience the other day. This one will focus on the ones that turned out a little bit better!

How Many Clicks?

2008-11-05T08:29:00.011-05:00

So just how many clicks does it take to get the perfect fall picture of your rambunctious children? One?
Two?
Three?

Four?

Five?

Six?

Seven?

The world may never know.

I got out of the PJ's

2008-11-04T09:17:00.004-05:00

This morning I actually got dressed and took the kids to school. It was totally worth it to put on clothes to go and vote! The most awesome thing...I walked right past everyone in line to my precinct, which had no line! Filled out my paperwork, walked right to the booth and was out in about 10 minutes.

I don't know what it is about voting, but I tend to get kind of emotional. I think about the years that women were allowed no voice in the elections, I think about the sacrifices made (and being made currently) by our soldiers to protect our freedoms and give us the rights to make our voices heard. I think about the oppressive countries in which people are not allowed to own a Bible or attend church, let alone cast a vote and take part in deciding the future direction of the country in which they live. All of these things make my heart swell with pride to be a citizen in the United States and even more so to be a chosen child of God. Regardless of how this important election plays out, God's plan will continue to move forward. He will never change. He has made promises that He WILL keep. There is no propaganda, no lies and no empty promises where he is concerned. He will not sell his soul to gain your vote. He has given himself willingly.

So, if you haven't, get out and vote! Don't let the threat of long lines or having to take small children with you deter you from exercising your right to cast a ballot. You might get lucky, some nice lady working the election in your precinct might just have a nice chocolate chip cookie for your child who is holding your leg while you vote...

Not Me Monday on Wednesday

2008-10-29T14:07:00.004-04:00

It has been a really bad week for me so far. It has been very stressful, which I have not been dealing with really well, so my Not Me Monday Post is actually happening today, Wednesday.

I've often felt that my dog and my daughter are twins. They act a lot alike most of the time. It seems that every time I turn around I trip over one or the other. When it came time to let the Mighty Zeus out to go potty that the following conversation ensued:

"Zeusie...do you want to go outside?" Of course he did not answer me with words, he just danced in a circle at the door. (Let's just call that a yes). "Okay then, you'd better get your shoes on."

I did NOT tell my dog to put his shoes on to go outside. To do that would be to admit I've finally lost it.

Once you recover from that confession, please say a few prayers for me. I really need for the Lord to help me manage the stress I'm feeling right now and to provide relief from all this strain I'm feeling!
Have a great day!

I don't know how I could forget this, as she has inspired me to confess my sins weekly to the blog public, but McMama had her baby this am and everything looks great! So far the NICU is hard pressed to find ANYTHING wrong with him! Praise the Lord!

Not Me Monday

2008-10-20T12:07:00.003-04:00

Yep, it is Monday again already. I have to admit, for the most part, that I did behave myself this week.

On Tuesday I had to go down to Consumer's Energy on behalf of a customer and do a little bit of complaining. Because it is right down from the road from where the big kids go to school, I went right after dropping them off. Because I am so together in the morning, I did not pull Boogie straight from bed and stick her right in the car without her going potty. 15 minutes into our ordeal at Consumer's Energy (while we were standing there waiting in the metering department) she did not start doing the little dance telling me she had to go potty. I did not advise her to start thinking about something else. She did not start going cross-eyed from having to go so bad. I truly did not scope the place out well, we were in the metering department, which translates into huge warehouse for Consumer's Energy Equipment. Knowing that the real bathrooms were quite a ways away, I did not scoot her out to the parking lot to pee. I most certainly did not hold her next to the van to pee in the parking lot that faces Court St. She did not get any down the back of her pants. I did not have to take her pants off and make her ride home with no pants on with my sweatshirt covering her. What kind of parent would do that?

We buy chickens from the Amish folk that live near my father in law. Just so happens that last Tuesday these chickens were ready for me to pick up. With my faithful side kick Boogie and a huge cooler for the Chickens we headed off to Gladwin. We were met at the door by an older Amish Lady. No one told me that this lady had a pretty full beard and mustache. If they had, I would certainly have prepared my little one for the sight. I did not have to shoot multiple arrow prayers for the Lord to keep my Boogie silent. Thankfully he heard those prayers. Thankfully I did not have to cram a granola bar in her mouth. Thankfully, she waited until we were in the car to ask why this lady had a mustache and beard.

Make sure to check out McMama's Blog to read about her "not me" moments!

Latest Boogieism

2008-10-18T10:12:00.003-04:00

I tell ya, this girl is just full of funny stuff. My other two were very sharp too, but I never had the smarts to write the funny stuff down.

In a conversation today...

Boogs: "Hey mom, can I have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?"
Me: "Sure"
Boogs: "Wow, this looks really good. Mmmm...it tastes good too. Is this no-bake toast?"
Me: "Why yes, yes it is!

Makes sense to me!

Boogieisms

2008-10-15T08:50:00.005-04:00

For those who might remember, Boogie attends Princess school. For a while, she had quit going to Princess School because the kids there used such bad language. They actually said Pee and poop quite a bit, which offended Boogie. She left the school and started Fairy School. After going for about 2 weeks, she decided that the kids had cleaned up their language enough to start back at Princess School.

Yesterday Boogie and I took a little road trip. I asked her how her Princess School was going. Her response:

"Mom, remember my friend Hannah?"

Me: "Hannah who?"

Boogs: "You know, Hannah Poblis from Princess School?"

Me: "I don't remember meeting her...but any way, tell me about
Hanna Poblis"
Boogs: "She picks her nose with her tongue."

How do you respond to that? This girl slays me with her imagination. She gives her imaginary classmates first and last names and super power abilities! A beautiful princess in training who picks her nose with her tongue.

Not Me Monday

2008-10-13T08:55:00.002-04:00

It's that day again, the day that I purge my soul of things I didn't do all week long.

I'm not sitting here in my pj's (after dropping off the kids at school this am) picking my toenails. That is a gross and disgusting habit.
I did not eat a piece of coconut cream pie for breakfast with my cup of coffee this am. It did not taste good, either.
I did not sneak a small ice cream cone last night. I most certainly did not hide it under the desk when Boogie came in so I wouldn't have to share.
I do not have a problem with sweet stuff.

That's all I've got so far. Visit McMama's blog for more "Not Me Moments"

Not Me Monday...Again

2008-10-06T07:08:00.001-04:00

Since my first Not Me Monday post was so liberating, I thought I would confess again and further liberate my twisted soul...

I did not leave the house on several occasions to take the kids to school in my pajamas.

To further back up point number one, I have never had to stop at the supply house and pick up material to deliver to my husband's job while not wearing my pajamas.

I have never had to call him and tell him to have the guys at the counter to deliver the material to my car because I didn't have on the proper restraining garments under those jammies and was too embarrassed to walk inside.

I most certainly did not forget to put on my shoes when leaving the house the other day and did not drop off the kids wearing my slippers.

Last, but certainly not least, I do not have my cordless house phone out in the van. I was not talking on the phone as I was leaving the house. I most certainly was not thinking I was on my cell phone.

If you were even remotely amused by this freeing of my soul, visit McMama, the organizer of this little confessional and read some of her "not me" moments.

Not Me!

2008-09-25T08:03:00.004-04:00

So after such a rambling heavy-hearted post Thursday, I thought I'd play along with McMama and create a Not Me Monday post. I am digging way back and not confessing some of my innermost not-me moments.

I most certainly did not eat a bite of cheesecake of our visiting pastor's plate after lunch one day. After he ranted and raved about how good his wife's cheesecake was and how I should try it (meaning get a piece of my own), I most certainly did not reach over with my fork and try his piece of cheesecake. That would be rude and very uncharacteristic of me.

In the days BC (before Christ and Children), I most certainly Did Not get intoxicated and try to pee in a refrigerator thinking it was the bathroom...absolutely NOT!

I, in no way, shape, or form was responsible for my husband getting a speeding ticket. 'Nuf said...it was NOT my fault.

This is a doozie, I still feel bad about not doing this one when I was playing at a neighbor's house...I did not put Compound W on a night crawler...It did not blow up like a balloon. I certainly did not cry about that one.

I did Not wet the bed when I was in high school after having a dream about going to the bathroom...that's just gross.

After listening to my two oldest children fighting All DAY, I most certainly did not tie them together with a hankerchief and make them clean each other's bedrooms. They did not have to put an arm around each other and coordinate walking with 3 legs. They certainly did not have to learn anything about working together. I would have never done anything like that. They didn't end up with bouts of giggles all afternoon either.

I'm just saying...that would all be pretty bad.

A Mixed Bag...

2008-09-25T07:37:00.005-04:00

Sorry things here have been a little dry...It is not normal for me to have absolutely nothing to say! Ever have those times where there is so much swirling around in your mind, but as hard as you try, you can't get the swirling to stop long enough to make something sensible? That is pretty much how I am feeling.

I am overwhelmed by God's mercy and compassion. He shows himself in so many ways and is so mindful of the little things...

I am thankful for my salvation, my husband, my children, my family which includes the body of believers I worship with...

I am saddened by the true sin nature of people who are lost.

I am broken by those who themselves are broken under the heavy weights life has placed on them, but overjoyed when I see them cling to the Lord and see the way the Lord blesses themand holds them up.

I am in awe of God's creation.

I need a vacation.

I'm missing summer already

2008-09-15T08:56:00.011-04:00

I know that temps are supposed to be around 70 this week...which truly is perfect for me. Not too hot, not too cold. But I've seen some trees changing and have had to wear sweatshirts in the morning! I'm really not ready to let go of summer.

Not ready to give up some of the sights...

...or days of relaxing by the water
Or time spent conquering Bertha

Or running around in bathing suits and bare feet, listening to the giggles of the kids as they dump each other out of the center of Bertha...

...Or the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks...

...and building castles in the sand...

...or the debate of what to do next. Swim, swim, or SWIM?

An Award? Aww Shucks...You're too Kind!

2008-09-04T10:14:00.005-04:00

My blogging friend Tracy has nominated me for a cute little award. I thought it was very kind of her to send it my way. I didn't start this blog with the intention of winning any accolades from anyone. I figured I would start posting silly little stories and pictures with the hopes of capturing "a glimpse" of our daily lives to share with our family in Florida.

Through blogging, though, I have found an outlet, a therapy of sorts to channel thoughts and feelings. I have found new friends and have seen thousands of the world's prayer warriors mobilized to bring comfort both in times of sorrow and joy. I have seen the Lord work in many lives and have seen him glorified time after time in the stories of strangers. In coming up with these silly little stories of mine, I have realized that my life is far from boring and mundane. Most of the time when people call and ask how life is or what we've been up to, normally the response is...not too much. Life seems to move by so quickly that you forget to savor the little gems and jewels scattered about in a day. This blog has been a great outlet for me to savor the moments.

So anyway, back to the award...this is how it works:

1. The winner can put the logo on his/her blog.

2. Link the person you received your award from.

3. Nominate at least 7 other blogs.

4. Put links of those blogs on yours.

5. Leave a message on the blogs of the people you’ve nominated

Here are my 7 Favorites:

My Sister, Sara. She is my best friend and has been through the fire in her life, but always comes back stronger. She is a great mother and an advocate for her children. She doesn't get a lot of traffic on her blog, which is sad because she always has such good stuff on there.
My Sister in Christ and Friend Julie. Julie is hilarious. I've known her for quite some time. She is someone who really gets me. We are alike in many ways and have a very similar sense of humor.
Another Sister in Christ and Friend, Cindy. She has the best laugh in the world. I love to hear this person laugh! She values life. She values that which many people in America believe they can throw away, give away or terminate. She is a wonderful person through and through striving to be the best mom of 12 and wife and honor God in all that she does. She appreciates the gift of family and counts each moment as a blessing.
Again, a Sister in Christ and Friend, Amanda. She is the girl who has the amazing ability to take the lemons in life and make sweet lemonade. I didn't really get to know her well when she lived here in Michigan, but have had the opportunity to get to know her through her blog. She is a great encourager, always sending Godly wisdom and advice in my comments section. She is a pillar of strength in her family while her husband is deployed, raising her boys and teaching them about the Lord.
This person I don't know personally. I am just a stalker who is captivated by her writing and her relationship with the Lord. Angie Smith. She has the sweetest heart and spirit that are poured out everytime she posts.
I don't know this person personally, either, but again, her writing and her personality just shine. I'm sure that if she lived in the neighborhood, we'd be friends! I love to see how the Lord is glorified in her writing. McMama...
This gal...she is just awesome. I have been following her blog for about 9 months now. She just amazes me with her strength and zest for life. The Lord has blessed her greatly with a new set of lungs and a new lease on life. Her spirit is refreshing...Alice.

So that's it...those are my seven. I could probably have listed about 7 more.

Back to the Grind!

2008-08-27T09:33:00.012-04:00

This week marks the end of another furiously fast summer and the ushering in of yet another school year. This school year is another milestone for our family. Sissy officially moved to "The Big Kid's Hall" at school. We no longer have to fight the parking frenzy in the main parking lot. We can retreat to the side of the building where things are much calmer, more laid back. Big Bro. is now in the 5th grade and is beginning his last year at the elementary building. He is one of the kids the little ones look up to, the role models of the building. It is hard to believe that this time next year he will be over at the Junior High building (**sniff**sniff**).

Here are my shining stars outside of the building all ready for their first morning at school after spending a summer sleeping in. Sissy is very happy indeed. I am sure that on the inside she is just downright giddy.

Boogie is the picture of cool and collected, containing her sadness with the "Sibs" heading off to school Again, Sis, busting on the inside, full of glee and excitement as she begins the year as a 3rd Grader!

The awesome part about being a 3rd grader in the "Big Kids Hall" is getting a locker. Most kids can't wait to get that beautiful blue locker. The best part about it is her locker partner is her BFF A***. Her BFF is also in her class this year, which is a huge blessing. Sis has been in a split class for the past 2 years and is beginning her 3rd year. She has only had about 4 girls total in her class each year. We have prayed for her to have a Bestie in class with her. Our God Rocks!

Big Brother is ready to go. He is the picture of cool and confident. I have to say that I am truly proud of his spirit. Helps that he has his dad's bright and smiling disposition in the morning. (Unfortunately, Sis takes after me)

Here he is stuffing his stuff in the locker.

I have to admit that this first day of school has not been as hard as years past. I didn't attend the "Boo-hoo Tea" this year, no tears were shed. Next year, well next year will be another story...

A Sweet Sister Moment

2008-08-20T07:36:00.004-04:00

It's moments like this...

That truly make you appreciate moments like this...

My Little Gift From God

2008-08-15T10:29:00.006-04:00

I have received the most awesome little gift from God. To give you a little background...I LOVE flowers. I love their colors, fragrance and brilliance. I love the way they can perk up your mood. Usually my girls and I plant flowers in the pots on our porches. This year we didn't. I kind of went on strike. I didn't plant flowers, I didn't plant a garden. The critters around here constantly try to plant their walnuts in my flower pots and dig up my flowers, the deer eat my corn and the woodchucks eat my lettuce. It all gets very frustrating! Secretly, I have been a little upset with myself for getting so discouraged about feeding the neighborhood wildlife. God sensed my frustration and sent me this... A lone single sunflower that grew up in my flower pot on my front porch.
I've been watching it grow from a small sprout for many weeks...

...Into a beautiful flower

I am forever reminded through things like this that God sees and hears everything. Not only does he know the number of hairs on our heads, our thoughts and desires, but he pays attention to those little details and responds in ways we can't imagine. Sometimes he sends a person or a song. Sometimes he simply sends a lone sunflower.

My Little Super Model

2008-08-11T08:43:00.016-04:00

So a few years back I pretty much swore off taking my children to the budget portrait studios for their baby pictures. It seemed like I was always waiting, babies were cranky, the backgrounds were boring and the photographers were cranky. I was usually unhappy with the end result because I didn't feel that the photographer adequately captured the personality of my children. They would settle for fake smiles because they didn't know my child enough to know what was real or fake. They would pose them in positions totally unnatural for my children. When the older two children were 3 and 5, a friend took me to For-Mar in the fall in took some of the best pictures I had ever seen. It was pretty much at that moment, I decided I would forego the studios and try things a little differently.

A couple of years ago my husband bought me a very nice camera. Since then, I've done Boogie's pictures. We are a little late getting these done, as her 3 year old birthday was in December, but the landscape this time of year is so much nicer! So without further adieu, here are Boogie's 3 year pictures....

It was so fun taking her pictures. She pretty much posed her self and I sat back watching her play. Let me know what your favorites are...I am having a hard time deciding for myself which are my favorites.

Husbands, cameras and Tongues, Oh MY! Take 2

2008-08-06T07:20:00.010-04:00

For those who may not have believed me on a previous post when I commented about me not being able to take a picture of my handsome husband without him sticking his tongue out at me upon sensing a camera pointed in his general direction, here is another post devoted to him and his camera loving antics.

Wait for it...the tongue is right there behind the teeth, getting ready to work its way out...just watch.
Here it comes...

There it is...right on cue.

Unbelievable.

The moment (urge) has passed. Guess he doesn't sense the camera anymore. Maybe he plain old doesn't have feeling left in his head from the tight goggles. He's got that "OUCH" expression.

Beware Fishes!

In all fairness, I was finally able to catch a nice picture of him. I don't know how it happened, but it did. I am sure the tongue was right there behind those pearly whites poised and ready to ruin the shot. Thankfully he exerted self control. The only bad part of the whole thing is the fact that I inadvertently got a picture of myself in his glasses!

Praise!

2008-08-04T10:58:00.002-04:00

I got word this morning that my brother was released from the hospital this morning. They originally told him it would not be until Wednesday. He still has some recovering to do...his hand is still very stiff. He will require physical therapy for a while to get that back in working order. Thanks so much for all of the prayers.

The Flip Side of the Coin

2008-08-04T08:12:00.010-04:00

I'm sure that over the course of your life you've heard that there are 2 sides to every story. Today I am offering proof.

Cast of Characters:

Princess in Training...Boogie Cousin visiting from Sunny Florida..."Double T"

(He Looks Sweet Enough)
His mom was sitting somewhere behind him and told him to give Boogie a hug...He happily obliged.

What she saw was one of those heart melting moments when her little man gives his cute cousin a hug.

The Flip side of the coin is what Auntie saw...look at that look of concentration as he carefully poured that water down Boogie's back...

Carefully...carefully...

Our lesson for today...there ARE in fact 2 sides to every story.

The Taming of Big Bertha

2008-08-01T07:18:00.002-04:00

This past weekend we went up north to spend some time at the lake with Steven's family. The 2 big kids decided they wanted to try tubing...but only if Grandpa tried it first to show them the ropes. Never being one to turn down a challenge, Grandpa obliged. Unfortunately, the old tube was no match for Grandpa or our little boat. The cleat ripped off on the first try, which left us scrambling to find a new tube on Saturday morning...Enter BIG BERTHA...

The ride home with Big Bertha was a trip in and of itself. I figured at any moment the little VW convertible was going to go airborne with this big thing attached to the roof, but alas, we did make it back safe and sound with all 4 wheels on the ground. In just a matter of minutes, Big Bertha was hooked on the boat and loaded with its first round of passengers... The first round of the taming went well...
Sis didn't want to get out of the tube.

Bertha...yes...camera...No.
The victims...er...passengers lined up for their shot
at taming the beast. Grandma hopped in with Sis.
It is hard to tell who is in charge here...

A quick passenger switch and Bertha is off for another run..

In the end, Bertha was not that intimidating. She just looks big.

The Path to Healing

2008-07-30T10:22:00.002-04:00

My brother still seems to be improving a little bit day by day. He is having blood drawn about 3 times/day now to keep an eye on the infection. He is still in a lot of pain, and is having a hard time with one of the pain meds. After consulting the doctor on that one, hopefully, this will be rectified. His swelling continues to improve. We are still praying that this course of antibiotics will continue to be effective and that his pain and swelling will continue to subside. I am praying ever constantly for his salvation. Thanks again, too, for all your prayers.

Prayers needed

2008-07-28T08:06:00.004-04:00

It has been a little hectic around here lately (as usual). We have been dealing with one crisis on top of another, but have seen God's miraculous hand in all things, which is awesome.

A little over 2 weeks ago, a friend of the family was cleaning the gutters on his elderly neighbor's roof when he fell and broke his neck, back and shattered his ankle. He received a miracle on 2 accounts...#1 he is alive and #2 he is not paralyzed. The doctor could only say that he was a miracle.

Just a couple of days after that happened, by brother in law was hurt at work. He was involved in an accident with a crane. A 3/8" bolt went through his arm...which ended up looking like an exit wound from a gun. He also experienced injury from steel that had fallen. In this situation, he, too received his miracle. The doctor told him there was no explanation why he was still alive. The bolt should have severed the artery in his arm. My brother in law is expected to regain full use of his arm with no lasting damage. Our God is great...

That brings us to Monday...my brother became very ill Monday evening. He was vomiting and running super high fevers. Thinking it would pass, he waited it out until Wednesday morning where my brother in law found him weak and feverish and in a lot of pain. Within moments, he passed out. My brother found himself in the hospital with a horrible systemic infection. The doctor said that had he waited much longer to seek medical attention, he would not have made it. He received his miracle. God worked out the circumstances to have my brother in law check in on him at just the right time...Thank you Lord for working out those details.

So today, I ask for your prayers...both those of thanksgiving for the miracles he has already performed and for the healing that is to come. My brother is still not well, and at this point, there is still no assurance from the doctors that he is "out of the woods." The doctors are still trying to figure out what bacteria is invading his body. We are praying that there will be a combination of meds he can take that will destroy this highly adaptable and resistant bacteria. We are praying that the swelling and pain would subside and that most of all, he would be drawn into a relationship with the Lord.
**Update**
As of last night (late afternoon) the doctors feel that they have figured out what bacteria is causing all of the problems. Unfortunately, this bacteria is very tricky to get rid of as it is highy adapatble and tends to quickly develop resistance to antibiotics. The doctors are hitting my brother with a combination of antibiotics in hopes that they can wipe out the bacteria. His fever has subsided. He went most of the day with no fever (Thank you God!) His pain is still pretty intense at times and is still requiring meds for that. The swelling is also subsiding. I am so thankful for my praying friends and family. I, personally, have received so much comfort from the prayers and have a real sense of peace. I am praying that my brother will come to know the one who was instrumental in his healing and that today would be an even better day than yesterday. Thanks again to the Lord for his provision and for my faithful friends who are praying and will continue to pray through this situation. Thanks again!

The Latest Boogie-ism

2008-07-22T08:37:00.002-04:00

I was in the bathroom this morning just getting out of the shower when Boogie stumbled in half-asleep...

Me: "Goodmorning baby...did you sleep good?"

Boogie: "I don't feel so good today. I don't think I'll be goin to princess school. I have Croak-its in my froat."

Me: "You have what in your throat?"

Boogie: "Croak-its...they're in my froat."

Me: ***smile***

For those of you who don't know my little Boogie well, she is a princess in training and goes to princess school everyday in a land far away named Monia. She drives a little convertible and picks up her friends every day. They all wear back packs and go barefooting because there are no rocks in Monia. While she is in Monia, she is cared for by her black mom named Agey (pronounced age*e). Agey lets her eat chocolate and teaches her how to be a good princess.
Next time you see her, let her know you've prayed for Agey...she has had the flu.

The Man God Chose...

2008-07-16T11:05:00.002-04:00

It is interesting sometimes to sit back and reflect on the days passed and to see how God has worked the pieces of the puzzle we call life.

I would have never guessed 18 years ago that the man I met that summer would be the man that I would eventually marry and that he would be the person who would take me to church and share his God with me.

I never dreamed that I would eventually be able to place my trust in God to meet my needs or direct me in a path of righteousness when all the other people I trusted in my life had let me down and failed me.

I certainly never thought I'd experience an unconditional love from my heavenly father or the love that I have felt from my husband, when most of the boys in my life before them wanted more than I could ever give.

If someone would have told me that my husband would be my best friend, I would have never believed it. I had seen my parents struggle and there was no friendship there in the end.

I never thought that God would chose a man for me that would love me, cherish me and honor me the way my husband has. I am thankful for the 14 years of marriage that I am celebrating today. I am thankful for the husband God has given me and they way he continues to bless me. I am thankful that God makes the difficult choices in our lives, and though we experience pain, God takes those pains and turns them into something great. I am thankful that our past failures shape who we are and mold us into the person God wants us to be and that those failures don't define who we are. I am thankful that God did not give up on family, marriage and mankind in the garden, that his love for us is immeasurable. Today, I am very thankful. Thank you Lord for 14 years of marriage to my best friend.

***Pictures to be added later...as per the usual, I'm having troubles uploading.

Husbands, pictures and tongues...Oh My!

2008-07-11T09:59:00.005-04:00

I don't know what it is about my husband and cameras. Last night we went to a friends house to ride for a little bit. Try as I might, I could not get a nice picture of him. I love taking his picture, he is such a handsome guy...you'd never know it from the following pictures.

They say that women often choose mates who are like dad...I guess you got me there. When we were dating, we were on our way to see my dad. When we pulled in the drive way, he was jogging behind his pushmower wearing silky running shorts (in style in the 80's), mix-matched knee high tube socks and cowboy boots...no shirt. All I have to say is...at least the socks match...

I have no explanation for this one.
This one neither.

Even with a telephoto lens he STILL manages to sense the camera...

Maybe he was just hot here?

I give up.

Happy 4th!

2008-07-08T07:45:00.003-04:00

First off, a big thank you to those who are serving or who have served our country. Your sacrifice is truly appreciated.

In true Baldwin fashion, we spent our 4th Up North, as we have for many years. This year we stayed at the Huntin' Shack. My father-in-law worked hard to have a flush toilet functioning in the outhouse for us, which was great!

Our friends, the Olivers, camped there with us for the weekend. We had a nice time hanging out on the property and watching fireworks over the lake.

You will notice that this post is devoid of photos...silly me. I brought my camera, but forgot to get it out, which means a little bit more reading for you!

We spent a lot of time eating, relaxing, tromping through the woods and playing Canasta. I also encountered something of the creepy, slimy kind while tromping through the creek.

The manly men were down by the creek cutting up some branches and beautifying the place a little bit. While Lisa was over at the cabin with the girls getting showers, I decided to go down river with the guys just a little bit to the little swimming hole they created last summer. Me, being like the big clumsy bull I am, went too far over to the side where the mucky stuff settled. The further I walked, the more I sank. I was up to my knees in black muck and before I knew it had lost my precious croc in the muck. The muck literally sucked the croc off my foot. Not knowing what else to do, I ended up having to step out of my shoe in order to keep myself from falling over.

Dave and I poked around in the muck looking for the shoe. He used a stick, I used my feet. There I was with one barefoot in pretty much knee deep black muck digging around when I saw something creepy, slimy and scary slither up onto the shore. I let out a scream that would curdle milk and vacated the water very quickly. My squeal was Dave's signal to vacate as well. He hopped out of that water faster than me! I think everyone around there received a complimentary heart attack following that scream. I'm still not sure what it was that came up out of that muck, whether it was a little snake or a ginormous leech. I decided that finding my shoe was not that important. The nasty crawly thing could have it.

The manly men didn't quite see it that way. It was their open invitation to get the heavy equipment and dig out the shoe with the excavator. I found my shoe, all is well, and creepy slimy things can rest assured that I will not be violating their space again.

Stress Management 101

2008-07-02T11:30:00.003-04:00

Today I was pondering some things with a friend. We were talking about stress. UGH! Such a nasty ugly thing. There are many verses in the Bible that speak to stress and worry, but internalizing those verses is so hard to do at times. I've blogged before about work and how slow it is...also about God's provision over the past year. I wish I could say that I have a handle on stress and worry, but I don't. There are many nights where my eyes just pop open and crazy thoughts run through my head. I try to focus on praying, experience some relief, only to have to get up and face the day, tired, because I woke myself up stressing. Then I'm stressed from stressing.

I do have to admit that I am getting better. I wake up and decide that I am not going to let things worry me and get me down. I copy scripture and leave it next to my computer, in my purse, in my car...wherever I am, so that I can pray the scripture back to the Lord. It really does help. The part that I can't figure out and the part that my friend and I were pondering...

When we take up the burdens of others or are presented with a stressful situation, how to we immediately go from stressful thought to prayer without internalizing the stress and feeling the effects? I have such a hard time making that transition in my mind. How do you cope?

I have to make the choice daily and minute by minute to not succumb to stress
I have to seek the Lord earnestly in prayer
I have to hide God's word in my heart and arm myself with the word

What are your stress coping mechanisms?

Cousins

2008-06-26T10:56:00.011-04:00

In addition to being able to spend time with my dad on Father's Day was getting to see my nieces and nephews. We don't get to spend nearly enough time together.

My oldest niece has suddenly gone from being a sweet little baby to a beautiful young lady... I fed this one his first bottle in the hospital when he was born.

These 2 are the babies...
This one just keeps getting prettier every time I see her...look at those eyes!

Here's part of the gang!

This is my newest nephew. I got to meet him for the first time on Father's Day. Unfortunately, he wasn't as happy about meeting me.

You really need to start at the very bottom picture and scroll up to get the full effect of the pictures. I was trying to move them around, but for some reason my desktop won't let me. I didn't feel like getting the lap top out.

He went from smiling and sweet to red faced and angry in about 3 seconds!

Seeing these pictures, it really makes me realize how fast time is flying!

Boogieism Take 2

2008-06-23T19:35:00.001-04:00

So Boogie was sitting on the couch with her little orange "Bible" (new testament) with her daddy.

Boogie: "Daddy, will you read me a story?"
Daddy: "Sure, which one do you want to hear?"
Boogie: "Little Red Riding Hood."

I guess we've got a lot of work to do.

Who is this Guy?

2008-06-20T08:37:00.004-04:00

Last weekend I was able to surprise this guy with a visit on Sunday. He lives a couple of hours away and was having a little cook out at the house I grew up in. He seemed a little sad that we couldn't be there. Because we didn't want this guy to be sad, we drove over for a surprise visit! Who is this guy you ask?

We share the same smile.

I inherited my blue eyes and freckly skin from him.
I like to think that a lot of what makes me who I am comes from him (Jesus, too).
My sister, brother and I used to wait on the side walk for him when he returned from a trip. We could hear his car from about a mile away (no joke) and would salute him from the side walk when he pulled in the driveway.
He is an avid fan of the Looney Toons...Foghorn Leghorn is his favorite
Loves to fish and hang with his dog Captain
Sings and plays guitar...He's VERY talented
Appreciates fine food. He was once quoted saying: "There's nothing like a cold biscuit on a hot day."

He is also the proud grandpa of 10 awesome grand babies...

Happy Father's Day Dad! (I know, this is a little late)

Random Acts of Silliness

2008-06-12T07:59:00.007-04:00

I think the title of this post says it all!

Have a great day! Be happy...be silly!

Upward Soccer

2008-06-03T12:48:00.000-04:00

We signed the two big kids up for Upward Soccer which is being hosted by our sister church, The Rock. I have never had my children involved in the Upward program before. For that matter, they have never been in any organized sports before, so this has been a great experience for us for many reasons...

...Christ is worshipped and glorified in prayer at the start of every game.

Devotions and memory verses are integrated into practices...
Each Child has his or her name announced at the beginning of every game...
Every Child taking the field is encouraged and is important...

Every Child has the opportunity to play at least half of the game

and also has the opportunity to be in the starting line-up.

No Benchwarmers Here!

Good Sportsmanship is rewarded and honored in this program...

Working together as a team and showing off your fancy moves made

during the game with your sister...Priceless!

Baby Jacob Fahmer

2008-05-31T19:53:00.001-04:00

Baby Jacob was born with Trisomy-18. This amazing little man lived for about 138 days before Jesus called him home. On his blog, it said that he passed away at about 5:30 today. Please lift his family in prayer.

Sponberg Family

2008-05-29T08:58:00.002-04:00

This morning while driving home from dropping the kids at school I was listening to our local Family Life Radio station. The morning crew was asking for prayers for Nicol and Greg Sponberg. For those of you who don't know, Nicol Sponberg was in the Christian music group Selah. Her and her husband had just welcomed their second son into the world in March. When she went into his room to check on him, she found that he was not breathing and was not able to be revived. All this comes about 7 weeks following the passing of Todd and Angie Smith's baby Audrey Caroline. Todd, also a founding member of Selah, is Nicol's brother. Please remember this family in prayer. You can find further information and updates on Angie's blog. Angie has posted a list of specific prayer requests.

5 Favorite Things Meme

2008-05-28T06:51:00.004-04:00

So it seems that my sister has tagged me again. I guess it is time to disclose more of my nasty habits...

5 things...

5 Things found in my purse/bag:

1. Checkbook/wallet

2. Gum wrappers

3. Old receipts

4. Chapstick

5. Ink Pen

5 Things found in my bedroom:

1. My pillowtop bed

2. My sewing machine

3. 2 deer skulls (mounted on a nice plaque)

4. Box of clothes the kids have outgrown

5. A big box of Stampin' up stamps

5 Things I am currently into

1. Sewing

2. Helping my children learn to play soccer

3. Encouraging my husband

4. Saving money

5. Growing in the Lord

5 Things I've wanted to do:

1. See a glacier

2. Visit Alaska

3. Go on a missions trip

4. Live near my sister

5. Run a family friendly resort somewhere

The part I always struggle with in this whole tag thing is who to tag next. I know we played a round or 2 of tag a few months back, so I'm not going to re-tag those who comment here often. I am, however, tagging those who read but never comment. I know you are there somewhere, I see your dots on my map and your marks on my counter! Please play along and leave me a link! Oh, and if you don't have a blog, just list your favorite things in the comments! Now you have no exuse.

Gone Fishin'

2008-05-26T17:57:00.007-04:00

Seems that lately the stress of life has been getting the better of us. Last Friday was no exception. As the case has been for months now, work was really slow. Steven and his employee were in the barn working on stuff after a really slow day and kind of depressed. I told Steve that it was a perfect day to go fishin'. He kind of laughed it off at first. Being the submissive wife I am....I persisted. I told him that fishin' is a great way to relieve stress and it really doesn't cost much to fish, especially when your bestest friends have a nice little lake on their property just teeming with fish waiting for us to catch them. After a few kicks in the hiney we headed off to The Oliver's for some R & R.

5 Great Things About Fishin'...

1. Brings out the Smile in Everyone

2. Everyone, both young and old can be involved...
3. Awesome Stories about the ones we landed...

4. No special outfit required...

5. Great times with great friends...

...and 6... (I know it was only supposed to be a list of 5), no one really remembers much about the beginning of the day Friday...just the awesome time we had while we were fishin'.

Boogie-isms

2008-05-15T13:31:00.002-04:00

I was having a telephone conversation with my husband regarding some business matter. I made the comment that "I put a bug in his ear" about a situation at a customer's home. When I got off the phone, Boogie was quite perplexed....
"Mom, why did you put a bug in his ear?"

The Mighty Zeus

2008-05-15T09:52:00.005-04:00

I apologize up front for the images you are about to see....

We went Up North last weekend to stay at the huntin' shack on my in-laws property. Mighty Zeus spent the weekend running through the woods, up and down the river banks collecting sticks, grass, leaves and what ever else his velcro fur would pick up. His poor fur was matted beyond belief.

He went from this...

To this...

What you can't see in this picture is him shivering from being so cold!
The poor dog has been hiding out in his little den for the past few days. I know he is feeling a little...naked after his haircut. I know I'm not helping matters much, I pretty much giggle every time I look at him. Thankfully his hair will grow back. Hopefully he won't be emotionally scarred for life. You should have seen all the fun he had running around in the woods!

Cell Phones and Lawn Mowers

2008-05-04T20:03:00.004-04:00

This is what happens when you cross and innocent cell phone and a not so innocent lawnmower.

The World According to Boogie

2008-05-01T13:15:00.003-04:00

"Boogie, will you please throw this stuff in the garbage for me?"
Boogie: "Sure"
Mom: "Thanks"
Boogie: "Why are you torturing me?"
Mom: "That's just what us moms do, torture our children by making them throw things in the garbage."

As I was getting dressed today, Boogie came running into my room in her brand new Cinderella underwear...
Boogie: "Don't look at me I'm naked"
Me: "You're not naked, you have your beautiful Cinderella undies on. I love those, I wish I had a pair."
Boogie: "You could buy some..."
Me: "I don't think they make them in my size."
Boogie: "I'll make you some...everyone should have Cinderella undawares."

More Potty Humor...

2008-04-29T17:46:00.003-04:00

Today was one of those rare occasions that Steven and I were able to spend the whole day together. Unfortunately, it was because he didn't have work for the day. Thankfully, though, we do have work lined up for the rest of the week.

We have been looking at cars lately, wanting to find something relatively inexpensive that gets good gas mileage. Today we spent the day driving around looking at cars. One stop in particular, I had to take Boogie to the potty.

Every time we use a public restroom, I remind her..."Please do not lock the door. I am afraid that you won't be able to unlock it. I will just hold the door for you, no one will walk in." Being that she is now 3, I am not able to go into the stall with her...you know...3 year olds need their privacy.

Every time she uses the potty in the public restroom, she insists on locking the door. Once again I will break into my "PleasedonotlockthedoorIamafraidthatyouwon'tbeabletounlockit" speech. Usually she laughs at me and says ever so sweetly "No I won't!"

Today she did.

Yep. She locked herself in the stall and couldn't get out.

I kept trying to coach her from the outside of the door... "Boogie, listen to me...pull down on the latch, pull it toward the floor...."

Boogie: "Oh, like this mom?"
Me: "I'm not really sure...I can't see through the door. If you are pulling the lock toward the floor then, yes, you are doing it right." The lock would not budge.

We went back and forth about 10 times, me repeating the instructions, and her asking me if I can see through the door if she was doing it right. I was just about ready to give up and have her crawl under the door when it FINALLY opened.

Thank goodness! The thought of shimmying my big butt under the door and touching the bathroom floor to unlock the door really had me grossed out.

Still Here!

2008-04-22T10:59:00.002-04:00

Just wanted to give a quick little update! I have quite a few things I need to post, but it seems that the days just seem to fly by.

Spring has finally sprung! Can't help but have a little spring in the step and a smile on the face!
I'm back to my wheat-free eating. That, too, has done wonders for my mood. My head is so much clearer, I'm not ready for a nap by 2pm.

As much as I try to stop them, the kids are growing like weeds. Won't be long before Big Brother is taller than me! We just got report cards in about a week ago. I have to admit, I am very proud of the grades Big Brother and Sissy have gotten this past marking period. Let's just say they are breaking Grandpa's Bank with the $2/A pay-out.

I'll be back soon...promise!

Still Praisin'!

2008-04-08T12:46:00.003-04:00

This morning I was having one of those little break downs that I have every now and again. Work is still slow, but God is still providing day by day. We've spent countless hours submitting bids, but so far nothing has really come of it. Our prices are in line, but there is just so much competition for work. I submitted a bid on a project the other day to 15 different general contractors.

I just had a little conversation with God telling him that I was getting tired. Are we doing what we are supposed to be doing? Are we supposed to continue on with this business or look at something different? Walking in faith sometimes gets so tiresome. Of course Satan is there poking you in the ribs telling you that things are worse than what they are. I try so hard to stay strong and be an encourager to my husband. He carries the stress, too.

Anyway, in the midst of my little breakdown, I went outside to get the mail...which, consequently can add to the stress or sometimes take it away. Today it was an okay mail day. No bills! No money either...still praying that God would continue to ease the burdens we are carrying. While I was outside, a Focus on the Family representative called and left a very sweet message. She just called to care for us...if we needed anything, she was there to pray or minister in any way we needed. I broke down in tears right then. God cares so intimately about the little things in our lives and truly does hear every word we say to him. His timing is always perfect. He sent me a stranger in Colorado to tell me I am cared for.

A few minutes later, the phone rang. It was my father-in-law telling me that a customer we have not dealt with in about 1 1/2 years was looking for an electrician. It dawned on me that the people that have called lately for work are all believers in varying circumstances. Some called on for work at their homes, others for their businesses...but they are all believers. God has used them to minister to me. These people have no idea how God has used them. It is just overwhelming to me to have a God that cares so much.

With so much uncertainty, God is certain. Have a blessed day today.

Tricia's Getting Her Lungs!

2008-04-03T07:21:00.004-04:00

If you have not visited Nate's blog, his wife Tricia is currently in surgery for her new lungs. Please keep her, the family, the doctors, and the donor family in your prayers. From what it sounds like, it has been a very long night for them.

UPDATE: THE SURGERY WAS A SUCCESS! Tricia is now in ICU recovering from her surgery. Continue to pray for her recovery!

Laura's Been Set Free...

2008-04-02T07:19:00.003-04:00

In this post, I asked for prayer for a couple at our church who were battling cancer. Monday around 1 am, Laura was set free from the pain she was in and entered into heaven with her savior. As I understand it, her brave knight was by her side as he was through the entire battle. I, again, ask you to lift her husband and children in prayer as they begin life without her. I just pray that in the time she was here that they were able to make the memories that last a life time for them, and that when they think of her, they will know she is at peace in heaven. I pray also that the children will know that they, too, can see her again if they accept the gift of salvation.

Good Friday, Great Friday!

2008-03-27T18:59:00.005-04:00

Last Friday, Good Friday, Steven took the day off of work. We decided to go Up North for the day and just hang out...get away from the hustle and bustle of life. We got up kind of early and ate breakfast at Tony's on the way up. It was surprising to arrive at the "Huntin Shack" and see all of the snow on the ground...only 1 1/2 hours north!

We decided to pile into the Rhino and take a ride to the other side of the river and make sure the barn over there had not been disturbed. Unfortunately, we only make it just a few yards down the trail before we got really really stuck...

Stuck enough that Steven had to walk back and hop on the tractor. Don't worry...I stayed with the kids on the stuck Rhino while he went back for the tractor. This was actually after we pulled the Rhino out and got back to the Huntin Shack.

Our little Annie Oakley was anxious to shoot her new BB gun she got from Grandma and Grandpa for Christmas. It was a little difficult for her to shoot at first...the stock was a little long for her. We ended up taking the stock right off the gun and she was hitting her target like a pro! Big Brother was putting some major hurts on the milk jug he was aiming at too.

Boogie just jumped around in the snow looking cute. You might have noticed that she has no hat or gloves on...don't worry, we were not out for very long. We had a nice toasty fire in the Huntin Shack.

Me...I took the opportunity to take some pictures. I guess if there was any good side to having all the snow up there, it made for some really cool pictures.

It was pretty awesome to photograph God's beautiful creation on one of the most precious days of the year...the day we celebrate Good Friday.
Good Friday? No...GREAT Friday!

But Where's the Doors Daddy?

2008-03-27T18:26:00.003-04:00

While helping her dad review some prints for a new Applebee's, Boogie is quite perplexed...

"But Where's the Doors, Daddy?"

She was having a difficult time finding the way in. If that were the only hurdle to overcome when working on a bid!

Husbands Love Your Wives...

2008-03-24T10:24:00.003-04:00

When you read the passage in Ephesians that states, "25Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her..." what comes to mind? What does it mean? Have you ever seen anyone demonstrate that kind of love for his spouse?

There is no doubt in my mind that my husband loves me dearly, this is not meant to be an attack on him or anything to imply that he does not measure up to God's standards, so please don't read this and think that I want my husband to be any different than who he is.

There is a couple in our church that are facing a lot of trials right now. Laura and her husband have been married for about 8 years, have 2 small children and are facing the end of Laura's life. She has been battling cancer for about a year now.

Her husband has demonstrated an unfailing love and devotion to her, which, to me, is what the verse in Ephesians talks about. You can read their story that was in the Oakland Press by clicking on the link below. It is a tear-jerker, but very worth the read.

When you are finished, please pray for this family. I have had the privilege of caring for their 2 year old son in the nursery for the past year and love the little guy dearly. Pray that God would continue to be their comfort and strength during this trial.

http://theoaklandpress.com/stories/032008/loc_20080320355.shtml

Kids Say the Cutest Things

2008-03-18T11:55:00.002-04:00

Today Boogie had a follow-up appointment to re-check her ears to make sure they were infection free after last months bout with infection. As we were sitting in the exam room, she was carefully surveying the landscape. Her eyes fixed on a jar of cotton balls sitting on the counter...

"Mommy, why do the doctors have sheep in there?"

I love looking at the world through the eyes of a small child. The jar of cotton balls did, in fact, look like a jar full of sheep...albeit small sheep.

Take the time to find some humor in your day today. Enjoy the little things!

I'd also like to lift some people in prayer today, as well. Encourage Amanda and her boys as her husband is on deployment. Pray for God's hedge of protection around him as he is away. Pray for Joshua's family as they are mourning his loss. Pray for Tricia as she may be developing an infection in her lungs. Also pray for her new lungs to come soon. Pray for our Florida family that they would continue to settle in down there...that it would soon begin to feel like home.

Have a blessed day today!

Another Prayer Request

2008-03-14T07:18:00.005-04:00

I have another prayer request...on my links, you will see a link for a baby named Joshua. He has an encephalocele that burst and he is slowly dying. From what his mom posted, his body is slowly starting to shut down, but seems to be in no pain. Lift this family in prayer...

As an update to my personal request, the situation is still not completely resolved, still kind of waiting for the other shoe to drop. Still praying that God will work out the situation for the best for those involved.

Thank you for being my praying friends!

Please Pray

2008-03-12T11:59:00.002-04:00

Please be in prayer for little Gwenyth. Nate updated this morning that she has had a small set back and is back on the vent. It may be that she is just tired from breathing so well on her own...or it may be the start of infection. He also posted a request for her eyes...ROP may be developing. You may read about them at his blog.

I, too, have a personal request that I am not really at liberty to discuss. Please pray that God would provide wisdom and discernment for those involved, that the right thing would also be done for the parties involved. This is something very heavy on my heart today. I know God knows the situation. Also pray for salvation for the people involved. Unrighteous living is at the root of the problem.

What I love about being a Mom

2008-03-11T08:42:00.002-04:00

Someone had a great idea of a way to encourage Tricia. They listed the things that are great about being a mom, the things that they couldn't wait for Tricia to experience. My list is a little different, as my babies are really no longer babies. Here are some of the things I love about being a mom...

Standing back and watching your child give one of his Awana trophies to someone who didn't earn it just because he didn't need 2
Having your little one wrap her arms around your neck, smothering your face in kisses telling you that she "loves you way waaay waaaay more"
The smell of a baby fresh out of the tub all slathered in lotion
A big brother as he picks up and comforts his little sister after she falls
Overhearing little conversations while your two little girls are in the shower
Conversations with imaginary friends
Hearing your own words of comfort and kindness in your children when they are playing with their own babies
Watching your child conquering one of his or her fears
Seeing your child(ren) as they wobble along on their bicycle for the first time without training wheels
That look on Christmas morning
Praying your daughter through her first piano recital
Watching your children in their school plays
Having your child comfort you as you are walking him or her to the door of the Kindergarten classroom (I totally cried)
Seeing them at the end of the day waving goodbye to all of their friends at school
The healing power of your kisses when your child gets an owie
Hearing from those that work with your children that they are kind, caring and respectful
Being there when your child trusts Christ for the first time and watching them being baptized
The little noises, smiles and sighs a baby makes while sleeping
The look of love in the eyes of a baby when he or she spots mom from across the room
Hearing your children's prayers
The first rollercoaster ride
A walk in the woods becomes part of an action adventure movie
Catching his or her first fish

Friendly Competition

2008-03-05T09:42:00.026-05:00

I think "The Fever" has finally hit everyone in the house. One of the side effects of this fever is an increase in the flow of testosterone in the home. This said "Fever" has brought out a sense of competitiveness resulting in a contest of sorts.

The competitors....

Weighing in at an impressive....Naah, he'd kill me if I broadcasted his weight to the world...My handsome husband...yes, he is playing with the cat & no, the cat is not the other competitor, I had to recycle a photo from the other day. He hates it when I take his picture.

In the other corner we have Big Brother. He's been pulling back a bow for one season now. He
makes bales of straw all over the back yard quake with fear...The contest: Who can hold the bow back the longest.

Steven skillfully pulls back his bow...

Not to be outdone, Big Brother, too draws his bow. Notice the stern look of determination as he focuses in on a target...

Be Afraid...

So after a few minutes, fatigue and giggles set in.

C'mon Dad! My arm is killing me...

Is Big Brother losing his resolve and this contest?

Not this time! Just seconds after this shot, Dad got a cramp in his elbow and had to throw in the towel, leaving the big brother the winner of this contest!

Attack of the Rogue Sharpie

2008-03-01T09:30:00.012-05:00

To look at Boogie, she appears to be so sweet, so innocent. Her eyes sparkle and drink you right in. Her long eyelashes and her beautiful smile pretty much render a person useless. It is hard to say no to her. It is also hard not to believe every word she says...she just looks that sweet. Even with an orange juice mustache. So, when I saw the sharpie and ink on her shirt, I naturally had to ask if she was writing on her shirt. She just gave me the smile you see in the first picture.

She figured that since I liked that so much, she would show me the rest of her artwork.
She slowly unveils her canvas....

Only to reveal that she didn't do it! She tried to tell me that sissy held her down and drew all over her belly.

I asked if she was telling stories, she sweetly said yes.

She really didn't know how that got there. Evidently I have a rogue Sharpie and an ink pen on the loose...a regular modern day Bonnie and Clyde...marking up bellies everywhere with color...They must have held her down and drawn all over her. See picture number one...look at those eyes. Would they lie?

My God is Amazing!

2008-02-28T12:40:00.003-05:00

I have no cute stories to post today, just a little side note on how awesome my God is. For those of you not too up close and personal with me and my family, we took over our family business back in July. The past year has been a struggle with the company, as work has really dried up in our little corner of Michigan. Contractors we have worked with for some time have literally just rolled up the carpet and split town. Thankfully, over the past 30+ years my father-in-law has operated his business with a level of integrity that has given us some very loyal customers. They have been what has been keeping us afloat this past year. We have been praying on direction for our family and for our business. The slow economic times here in MI have us questioning whether we, too, should look into other opportunities. After months of praying, we had been feeling as confused as ever with no real answers as to what our future would entail. The one steady and constant force, however was prayer. We prayed continually for work to come in and for our needs to be met.

There would be days that we would have absolutely nothing lined up for work the next day. We would pray that the Lord would bring something, then the phone would ring and the next day would fill in. That has been the course of action since about November/December.

This past week was no different. We had nothing on the books for after Tuesday of this week. As I walked on the treadmill, I began to pray that God would fill our week and continue to meet our needs. I prayed that God would bring something in a large job that would keep us busy for a while so we would know what we were doing for a few months. I also prayed a prayer of thanksgiving for what He has done and continues to do for us. I prayed back scriptures relating to His promises for those that love Him. Within 15 minutes, my husband called me and told me of an appointment for a job to bid for Wed. am. A few minutes later he called with a job for Thursday morning. When I finished my walk on the treadmill, I answered a call for a job for Friday morning. When I was on my way home from picking up the kids from school, I got a call for another job that would carry us through Mon & Tue of the following week. Once I got home, I received an invitation to bid a large job a little north of here and Steve received a call yesterday to bid a new church going up about 45 min. away. There are no guarantees that we will get any of the work, but it solidifies in my mind how much God loves us. There is nothing in us that is worthy of the blessings he showers upon us...only Christ within us makes us acceptable to Him. I have to tell you, I was doing a little dance, sobbing and praising God. My kids totally thought that I had lost my mind.

What I found to be kind of comical was one of the general contractors for a job we are bidding has the last name of Pastor! Tell me God doesn't communicate to His people! Again, God has given us the opportunity to bid this work, but there is no guarantee we will get the job. Please join us in prayer that Steven would be given wisdom and discernment in preparing our bid. Also pray for the General contractors on these jobs, as they themselves are in the bidding process. Pray also that we would remain faithful despite the outcomes. Pray especially that my husband would stay encouraged. He tends to carry his stress around in his back.

It is so awesome to really see God at work. I begged God for his blessings this week. I don't want to be rich as far as anything material. I just want to appreciate the things I have been blessed with and given the opportunity to bless others. God has answered that prayer in so many ways this week.

I pray that I would be able to rejoice in the Lord always...no matter the circumstances.

Go! Vote!

2008-02-27T12:48:00.002-05:00

I feel totally lame...I should have been on the ball this morning begging for votes. Today is the-voting-on-your-favorite-birthstory-day today. If you visit this site, you still have time to pick your all time favorite story. The fate of the beautiful bracelet is in your hands! Have a blessed day---Happy Voting!

Gone Fishin'

2008-02-26T07:28:00.016-05:00

It seems that I am not the only one hit by the Spring Fever Bug. Last night Steven decided to go fishin'. The only problem was there was no water...no lake, no river, no stream, creek or pond. He was in the kitchen. Funny thing was, he latched on to something pretty big. I'm tellin' ya, it had his pole bent right over. He struggled to keep the thing on the line. He fought for what seemed like hours...
You ask, what could one possibly expect to catch when fishin' in the kitchen?

Why a Catfish of Course!
Yeah, the little thing put up quite a fight.

P.S. No small animals were harmed in this fishing event...

Birth Story 2

2008-02-22T07:10:00.003-05:00

My second pregnancy was pretty uneventful. I had the usual morning sickness, aches, pains, etc. The only difference was the fact that I had a choice to make. In consulting with my doctor, he indicated that a repeat c-section was advisable considering the circumstances of my first birth. He said that I had a very small pelvic region and if my 2nd baby was as big as the first, my labor would be in vain, but it was my choice. If I wanted to try a vbac he would let me do it. Not being one who likes to prolong the agony or labor for hours on end only to have a c-section anyway, I decided to schedule a 2nd surgery. The spinal went much better this time around. Bob was there for this surgery, too...I even remembered not to wear my bra! I still got sick during the entire surgery, but ended up fine in the end. I can remember sitting up in the recovery room asking for biscuits and gravy. I was starving!

Flash forward a few years...I found myself pregnant again with number 3. It was one of those kind of surprises. Something planned, but not planned. My husband and I were content with the 2 that we had. To show God that I was serious about being content, I sold all of my baby stuff thinking that He would understand that we were okay with a family of 4.

The funny part of this story involved the my 2 older children. I was driving up I-75. I was dropping them off at a friend's house. I was getting ready to attend a funeral. The kids were talking in the back asking questions about the funeral, the deceased, God, the sky...you know, typical kid stuff. All of a sudden they hit me with the "We want a brother or a sister." I politely told them that babies are a special gift from God and that if they want a baby, they would have to pray for one, thinking that they would just drop it and move on. Right then and there, both children offered up a special prayer right in the back seat of my truck. Big brother prayed for a little brother and sissy prayed for twin girls to help her clean her room.

Up until this point I had no real reason to suspect that I was pregnant. I was a little bit late, but with me, that was not uncommon. I never really worked like clockwork. The day after this little prayer from my children, I woke up feeling very sick to my stomach and "the girls" were very sensitive. I kept thinking to myself, "Nah, I can't be..."

On a whim, I bought a pregnancy test and sure enough, I was pregnant! We decided early on to not find out what we were having. After all, I was going to have another c-section. If I knew what I was having I could have the birth announcements pretty much made a month ahead of time! We figured we would just be surprised.

Sissy and Big Brother argued for most of the 9 months about the baby. Sissy was very adamant that the baby was going to be a girl, because that is what she prayed for. She would not entertain for a second the thought that it could be a boy. Around my 8th month in a moment of weakness, I asked my OB nurse if we were having a girl or a boy because regardless of whether I find out or not, it is in my chart. My husband and I decided that we would find out so that if Sissy was wrong, we could gently prepare her for a boy in the few weeks remaining. The nurse mouthed the word boy to me from the door.

I only shared that knowledge with my husband. We didn't do any special preparations, like buying boy clothes or putting out boy clothes in the dresser. We did talk to Sissy and tell her that although she prayed for a girl that it was always a possibility that this could be a brother, after all, Big Brother prayed too.

The time finally came for the c-section. I ended up in a different hospital this time. No crazy anesthesiologist named Bob to give me my spinal. No bra flinging...no hysteria. I ended up having a team of 2 (one was completing her schooling) anesthesiologists that came for a consult before the operation. I expressed my concerns over how sick I get during my surgeries. I also expressed concern for my husband, who up until this point had never gone in on a c-section. My mom had always gone. He is one of those people who faints at the sight of a needle and the smell of a hospital. With a plan in hand for all my concerns we prepped for surgery...

My 2 anesthesiologists were awesome. They installed an air curtain that blew either warm or cold air on me. They both stood at my head and talked to both my husband and me. At the very second I started to feel nauseous they administered medicine. We laughed and joked for a while. My husband was doing great! At some point we asked when they were going to start. Little did we know that the surgery was almost over! Finally the baby was born. The nurse gently placed the baby over the curtain, then took her to the nursery without really saying whether it was a boy or a girl. She must have thought that we already knew. Steve and I looked at each other and asked the anesthesiologists what we had. They replied that they saw girl parts. We were stunned. "Really? Are you sure? Girl parts?" We were prepared for a boy, settled on our boy name. The one drug doctor went and found out and returned...Yep, it's a girl. At this time, I am still on the table getting stitched up. Steve suddenly began to not feel so well. I told him it was okay to go and see the baby. When he stood up from his stool he began to feel queasy. The 2 drug administering doctors told him to sit back down and that they would wheel him out on his stool. They did not want to chance him passing out and hurting himself. He sat back down, a little embarrassed and went to meet his new daughter. She ended up being the smallest of the three weighing a 7 lbs and 1/2 oz...
Moral of the story: Never dismiss the prayers of small children.

My Birth Story...

2008-02-21T11:39:00.005-05:00

Evidently there is some sort of contest having to do with sharing your birth story.

Here's the rules:

Post your birth/adoption stories on YOUR blog, and post a link to Michelle's blog. If you do not have your own blog, but would still like to participate, you may post your birth story in the comments section of Michelle's blog here. Don't forget to post a link in the comments on Michelle's blog, or else she won't know you posted a story...Michelle will pick ONE story each day to be "showcased" the next day on her blog. At the end of the contest (which runs until 2/26). On 2/27, we will get to vote on the showcased stories, and on 2/28, Michelle will announce the winner on her Gabbin' Mama blog.

Just because I am a follower and pretty much do what I am told to do without a lot of fussing, I am posting my birth story.

Steven and I had bathed this pregnancy in prayer. Each morning I would pray that I would have a boy, that he would have blond hair and blue eyes, that he would be healthy and that I would have a natural delivery. At the time, we had insurance, but it did not cover pregnancy. I had made arrangements with my OBGYN to pay cash for his services at a discounted rate and had paid for the special delivery at McLaren. For a mere $1100.00 you got an overnite stay in a luxurious birthing suite, meals, meds care for yourself and the baby. What a deal!

I was fast approaching my due date. I had about 8 days to go. Steven was playing basketball one Monday night with some of the youth from church. I am not sure what funky move it was that he made, but he heard a pop and was immediately on the floor not really able to walk or stand straight. For those of you who know my husband, he has not been blessed with a good back. This particular night he threw his back out. I remember my father-in-law and another friend coming into the house one on each side of Steven helping him walk through the door. I was mortified. Here I am...big as a house, feeling like I was ready to pop, and here is my husband who can't stand up straight or take off his shoes, dress himself...you get the picture. I spent that night on the livingroom floor with him. You have to remember I was in my mid-20's. Pregnancy and flexiblity were much easier then. I could sleep anywhere! The next day I remember driving him to the doctor, helping him to get dressed...the whole 9 yards. By Wednesday, he had started to feel a little better...especially with the help of pain meds. He could walk better and could even dress himself.

Wednesday evening we were laying on the floor talking. My chocolate lab Emmi was at my side all night long. She would not leave my side. If I got up to get a drink...she got up to get a drink. If I went to the bathroom, she was right there beside me. I thought it very odd, as she was usually my husband's dog. She liked me, but LOVED Steven. She would not leave me alone that night. I didn't think too much about it...

...Until about 11:30 that night. I woke up having to go to the bathroom very bad, you know, the first trip of many through the night spaced at 2-2 1/2 hour intervals. I sat down to pee and got back up when I was finished only to find that I started going again. I was pretty groggy at the time and really didn't know what was going on. I just thought to myself, "Great, another joy of pregnancy they don't tell you about...you lose all bladder control at the end." So I sat back down. The "peeing" stopped. I stood back up again...the "peeing" started again. I probably stood up and sat down about 6 times before it finally dawned on me that my water had broke. After an eternity in the bathroom, I finally waddled across the hall to find some pads to help with my little leakage problem. Being the big procrastinator I am (I still had a week left) I set about trying to pack a bag for myself and for the baby.

I waddled down the hall to our bedroom in the perfect picture of calmness and pulled the blankets over Steven's head so as not to wake him up when I turned on the light (what was I thinking?). For whatever reason he woke up anyway and asked me what on earth I was doing. I told him that I thought that my water had broke and I was just getting some stuff ready to go to the hospital. I can't say that he jumped out of bed, as he was still nursing a bad back, but he sprang to life and started playing the part of the nervous dad.

At some point, I called up to the hospital so that they could get my room ready. I can remember her asking me what symptoms I was having. At the time I didn't really have any contractions. I had just told her I thought my water had broke because when I sat down to pee, I never stopped. She told me I could take my time, shower and meander up to the hospital at my leisure, my room would be ready and waiting.

In our birthing classes, we learned about all these preparations you should make when you go to deliver...to pack activities, cards, magazines, cd's, candy, chapstick, you know...settle in for the long hall. I began to panic. I had bought a Kenny G cd specifically for mood music during labor, but didn't have a cd player. We ended up stopping at Meijer on the way to the hospital so Steve could pick up a cd player while I sat in the car on my towel.

At about 1:30 am we made it to the hospital. The nurses did their checking and confirmed that I had not peed myself. The strapped me to the monitors and checked the downstairs business only to find that I had not effaced or dilated one iota. They told me to relax and get some sleep...sure!

At 1:30 in the morning there was a woman in the next room delivering with a midwife who was encouraging her to yell, scream, grunt or whatever means of self expression she could muster and deliver her baby. Even Kenny G in all his saxaphone smoothness could not cover the screams of this lady. After about an hour (but felt like 24), her screams died down and the tiny wail of a baby could be heard. At that point, we finally relaxed enough to start trying to sleep. Of course you know how short lived sleep is when you are in a hospital. There is always someone prodding and poking at you!

After a resident or 2, a handful of nurses, the entire Detroit Lions football team and any other interested on-looker had a peek, they decided to try a few different things to get the ball rolling, as I was not effaced or having contractions.

By morning Steve's family had received their phone calls and were waiting with us in the room. My contractions were very mild at this point. My doctor had visited and noticed that the baby was experiencing decelerations in his hear rate with my contractions and had ordered an internal scalp monitor. It was at this point that I pretty much had to stay in bed. By mid afternoon, they decided to give me pitocin to get the contractions rolling.

It was at this point we were experiencing a changing of the guard. In-laws were coming and going and my mom had shown up. Steven actually had walked some family down to the parking lot and was not in the room. It was just me and my mom. For whatever reason the nurse had my iv going very fast. I ended up having a contraction that lasted for about 7 minutes. It was in my back and would not let up. Of course, being hooked up to the monitor, you can hear everything. The baby's heartrate dropped from a steady 140 beats per minute down to about 40 beats per minute. I immediately went into panic hysterical mode. My mom was desperately trying to calm me down. A swarm of nurses came flying into my room and decended upon me like a flock of hungry vultures. It was at this time that Steven was rounding the corner ready to head back to the room

They had me on my side, hands and knees and in a variety of positions to bring up the baby's heart rate. One nurse injected me with something that stopped the contractions. I was still very hysterical and inconsolable at this point. The nurse called the doctor and told him what was going on and he ended up instructing her to give me her phone. Wouldn't you know that he dropped everything that he was doing, hopped in his car and flew to the hospital. He talked to me the entire way on his cell phone. I was prepped for surgery and pretty much ready to roll by the time he got there.

Back in the OR, I was getting ready to get my spinal block for the c-section. I had this crazy anesthesiologist (sp?) named Bob. Try as he might, he was having a heck of a time getting the right spot and had jokingly said that by the time it was all said and done he would have his name tatooed in my back. I can still feel the sensation of that needle being poked in my back!

Partway through the process Bob had noticed that I still had my bra on. If you know me, you know that I am pretty modest. I was not about to sit around with all those people in my room without a bra. He told me that it had to go...no bras in surgery. He instructed the nurse to get it off me. After a small wrestling match she handed him my bra, which he took and flung on my iv pole. Now remember I am a crying, sobbing, hysterical mess who is surviving on little sleep and was thinking my baby was dying. I ended up yelling at him..."That is NOT some toy to just be flung around." The people in the OR got quite a chuckle out of that one. I guess it was then that I regained some composure and got some of my sense of humor back.

Within a few minutes my mom joined me for the surgery. I can't say that it was a very pleasant experience. My spinal was way too high. I could not feel anything below my neck. My hands were not only strapped down, but they were feeling pretty numb. As soon as the incision was made, I vomited...again and again and again. Pretty much until the surgery was done. What a joy though...my baby was perfect...

I can remember the family congregated in the recovery room waiting to meet our son for the first time. I can also remember being immensely afraid to hold him because of not being able to fully feel my hands! I can remember that instant feeling of falling in love all over again and the heart of thanksgiving we felt for the Lord protecting us as he did. As it turns out, the insurance company ended up covering the c-section because of the emergency nature of it. My prayers were answered, just not in the way I thought they would be!

I went on later to have 2 more children, and 2 more c-sections. All births just as special as the first, but with a whole lot less drama! Thank you Lord!

I've Got it Bad!

2008-02-20T09:27:00.015-05:00

Yep, I have to admit I've got it bad...I'm sick of being cooped up in the house while it is only 4 degrees outside. I'm sick of strep throat, walking pneumonia and ear infections. I know that only a few posts ago I was taking pictures of the snow and saying how lovely it is. It is still pretty, but I'd much rather see it on the news as it falls on a mountaintop in Alaska. Today I have spring fever. I miss the sunshine on my face and the feel of green grass on my toes. These are the things I LOVE about spring....

Tulips....

Swinging...

Bouncing...

Riding...

I just have to ask...what was that stupid groundhog thinking when he ordained more winter?

As Per Your Request...

2008-02-14T09:00:00.002-05:00

Okay Julie, as per your request, I am listing 7 things that are supposed to be interesting about me...

1. I once rode a pig backwards & probably would have had an 8 sec. qualifying run if someone had been timing it.

2. I can't downhill ski to save my soul...shoot...I can't even make it up a tow rope. Okay, so I did finally make it up a tow rope after about 1 hour of trying, but never graduated from the bunny hill.

3. I've been accused of being very clumsy...refer to #2

4. In the second grade, I ran into the corner of our brick school building while eating a Milky Way bar. When the aide was helping to clean me up and having me spit out the candy bar, the kids thought I was spitting out my teeth. I got to spend the rest of the day with my head down on my desk nursing my fat lip with an ice pack. That night we went out to eat at Pizza Hut. My lips were so fat I couldn't eat...I could only suck water through a straw. But man...was that candy bar good. (see #3)

5. My name is Destini. It was supposed to be Tammy Lee. When it came down to crunch time, my dad threw out the name "Destini" after hearing the song "Bang Bang Shoot em up Destini" and thought it would be a cool name for a girl. I've never heard the song and have no clue who wrote it. Since I am a product of the 70's make love not war era, it was probably some drug song. My mom agreed to the name as long as I had my grandmother's middle name, LaVonne, which I do. Funny thing is, when I met Steven, he had broken up with the girl whom he thought was the love of his life. Guess what her name was?

6. I pick my toenails. I'm sorry, but I always have....it is a compulsion, I guess...It is also an inherited "Jones" trait. My dad does it too. So do my aunts. Shoot...I've even seen my grandpa do it.

7. I have a HUGE big toe. It is very ugly. Even my mom's OBGYN commented on it in the hospital. He thought I was a beautiful baby, but "Wow, look at that big toe." I won't tell you what other dirty-minded people have said it resembles. I have waaaay too much dignity for that!

I hope that now you all know my dirty little secrets you won't love me any less...
I have totally no clue who to tag on here...

Tag...

2008-02-14T08:56:00.002-05:00

So I dutifully listed the 7 interesting facts about myself, but am afraid I faltered at the tagging 7 people thing. I did pick one person, who is a complete stranger, I might add, and it felt so incredibly weird to comment her and ask her 7 things about herself. I guess that adds another interesting fact about me...I am very shy until you get to know me. I have a really hard time just walking upto, or logging on to sites of people I don't know and asking them about themselves. I guess that is why I never really got into the whole bar scene! So, anyway, I have tagged www.misswisabus.com. She is a follower of The Pioneerwoman and had a really cool blog. Whether she will participate or not, I don't know!

Child-isms

2008-02-13T10:00:00.004-05:00

In following Cindy's lead, I thought I would write about one of my middle daughter's funny quotes. I thank Cindy for the Colson-isms as I forget to write that stuff down. It is so priceless!

One day heading home from school, I swung into the GW Boutique on Center Road. I was looking for some old jeans for a sewing project. It was quite slippery outside, so as we were getting out of the van I told the kids to be careful.

Sissy says, "Don't worry about me mom, I'll be okay, I have fractions on my boots."

Not to be left out, a big brother story (or 2)...

My mom...er...Santa faithfully every year put the largest apple or orange in the bottom of our stockings every year. I thought that was great! We didn't always have the luxury of having fresh fruit in the house all of the time, so when Christmas rolled around I always looked forward to the huge piece of fruit! When we ate our fruit on Christmas morning, that counted as breakfast, which allowed us to then start in on the candy. Later on I found out Santa did that just to take up space.

Having such fond memories of my Christmas fruit, I thought I would start that tradition with my children. I can remember a few years back, about the time that Big Brother really had a grasp of what went on Christmas morning and could really express himself, he was tearing into his stocking. He was oohing and aahing and "Oh Cool"-ing over his hot wheels and other trinkets in his stocking. When he got to the very bottom, he worked and worked and dug that huge apple (or was it an organge? I am pretty sure it was an apple..who can remember anymore? That's why I have to write this stuff down. What ever it was it was BIG. Let's just say it was an apple) from the bottom of his stocking. He looked at it for a minute not really knowing what to think and yells..."Hey... It's a big stinkin apple! Santa gave me a big stinkin apple in my stocking!

Another funny one of Big Brother's moments occurred when he was about 4 years old.

We were sitting at the dinner table one night discussing life. Big Brother starts asking questions about teachers. "Is is right for teachers to say that they are God? My teacher told me I had to be quiet because she is God." Steve and I thought about it for a second, not really sure what to say. Was this teacher threatening our child? We assumed this was his preschool teacher making these comments.

We told him that no teacher is God, we have one God...etc., etc., etc., if there is a teacher out there proclaiming to be God, by golly, we will have a talk with him or her. About 1 week passed after this conversation and we really didn't think much about it until I got a phone call. It was from the Children's Supervisor at BSF...

I was going to BSF (Bible Study Fellowship). They had a preschool program that Big Brother had been going to since the age of 2. Part of the schedule included a 10 minute quiet period. It was during this time that the children were instructed to "Be Still and Know that I am God." The leaders were using the Bible verse to instruct the children on the importance of quieting your heart and taking time not only to pray, but also to listen to hear God's words...

The supervisor was giggling when she called and when she finally collected her thoughts said that she had a little situation that needed to be brought to my attention. It seems that my son took his first stand as a Christian and expressed his displeasure at the teacher referring to herself as God and he was going to have his mom and dad talk to her about it.

In all her many years involved in BSF had never had a 4 year old put so much thought into what that verse was saying...she told me that she was proud of him for "calling them out" so to speak and said that from then on they would include a little bit more explanation of the verse.

It was then that we realized that we were in trouble!

Pray

2008-02-12T10:17:00.001-05:00

For those not familiar with Nate and his family, you can follow the link by clicking on his name or in the side bar where it says praying for Nate and catch up with his story. His baby is continuing to flourish and his wife is getting stronger. Neither are out of the woods yet. Please continue to lift them in prayer. The Doctors have found MRSA on the baby's nose, but say that she is not yet infected. Pray that she won't be!

There are so many stories of people in need of the encouragement and prayers of God's people. A person could spend many days following the links of thousands of blogs...all personal testimonies of how they are suffering and struggling, but also rejoicing and praying. I've joined the prayer line at our church and receive weekly e-mails on some of the needs of our people at church. I don't say this to gain any kind of recognition of any good deed or to be holier than thou or to claim my prayer life is all that it should be. I am far from being a true prayer warrior. To be perfectly honest, there are times when I feel completely overwhelmed by the constant needs of our people. When I shower, I think over these requests in my mind, usually sobbing and crying out to the Lord. I try to put myself in that person's or family's shoes. How would I react? Would I draw nearer or farther from God? My heart breaks constantly for the tradgedy that occurs daily for my Christian brothers and sisters and for those that are apart from God.

It is then that I realize that I make this all a "me" thing, when it should not be me at all. I get all caught up in the pain and the sorrow and tend to miss out on the good that God is doing in the situation.

Then my heart focuses on God...to think our God hears all of our prayers, the spoken and the unspoken. He does so without being overwhelmed. He knows all of our successes, our failures, our joys and our pains. He knows our name and has claimed us as his children. He knows the beginning of the story and the end and gives us specific answers to our prayers and meets our needs ever so faithfully. Not only that, but when we are dealing with these things, He also promises restoration and peace.

I am praying for that hedge of protection, comfort, strength, encouragement, and healing, not only physical, but also spiritual and emotional, for all of us in need--myself included!

It's Time to Lock the Doors When...

2008-02-10T09:30:00.000-05:00

So I totally opened up the door on this one and I totally cannot believe I am publishing this for the world to read. Julie, I hope that when you read this, you will appreciate the fact I did this just for you. I am blushing again as I type this and will probably be blushing at various times during the day when I think people might be logging on to read this.

My only request (and this is not a blog tag thing) is that you voluntarily post an embarrassing story about yourself. You can either do it in the comments or on your own blog...where ever you think best. You too, Cindy and Amanda. That is the price! I so need someone to commiserate with. This story is more about not having the body of an 18 year old anymore and my 3 year old taking notice of that fact, besides the fact that it is embarrassing.

We were getting ready for church one Sunday morning. Steven had gotten out of the shower and was in the process of getting dressed. He had his jeans on and was standing in the bedroom in front of the closet trying to decide what shirt to wear. Just so happens I was in the bedroom talking to him...fully dressed. Boogie came in and noticed Steven standing there without his shirt. She says to him, "Daddy, you have little boobies." Not sure how to really respond, he says, "yes I do." She sits there for a second contemplating her next move and says, "I have tiny boobies." As she says this, she lifts up her shirt and gives them the once over and a poke. Before Steve or I could answer she looks at me and says, "Mommy has big LONG LOOONG Boobies." I thought I was going to die right there on the floor. Big would have been okay. I could handle big. But Long LOOONG...2 longs! C'mon!

Does she not realize I sacrificed them for her greater good? What's a girl to do? I picked 'em up off the floor, tucked 'em in and headed for church...there you have it.

Under the Watchful Eye of Zeus

2008-02-08T18:25:00.001-05:00

For those not familiar with Boogie, she is always on the go. She is the mover and the shaker. But when she crashes, she crashes hard, thus the name Boogie. Poor Boogs caught another cold last week about the time we returned from our little jaunt to Cadillac. The last couple of days she has been running a mild fever, which we've pretty much just let run its course. Today she woke up with a fever of 103 that only went down to about 101 with the aid of Tylenol. I took her to the doctor today fully expecting to hear that she had a sinus infection or something. Much to my amazement, she had an ear infection with perforation. I have to admit I was shocked. She never once complained about her ears hurting. Hopefully now she will be getting back to her movin' shakin' little self soon.

First indication that something was wrong...she fell asleep infront of the tv last night

(that very seldom happens)

This was her sleeping today after her appointment. Notice her body guard situated at her feet? He has barely left her side most of the day today...not even to chase the cat.

Zeus...the little dog with the BIG heart...the caretaker of the sick.

Beautiful White Blanket

2008-02-07T08:25:00.000-05:00

I guess I am one of those crazy people who thinks if it is going to be cold, we may as well have a foot of snow on the ground. I love snow storms, expecially when we have a fire going, nowhere pressing to be and are all home together cozy in the house. Rarely does it happen that we are ALL cozy in the house. My husband LOVES to be out in the thick of things. The worse the roads are, the more he likes it. I guess I am a little like that too. I find it exhilarating to drive in the snow. I have no desire to drive on the ice, but snow really doesn't bother me. I don't know why...maybe it is that sense of adventure of battling the weather to get to where you are going. I think my favorite thing about a big snow storm is having school cancelled the night before. Just being able to go to bed with the knowledge that you don't have to get up.

I snapped a few pictures of the snow this morning before the sun was really out and brightening things up. I think the darkness gave these pictures an eerie feel. I'll either have to try fixing them and adding some brightness, or wait until it brightens up some more and take some new ones.

I love looking outside and seeing the snow stuck in the trees and a fresh blanket across the ground. John McMurray said that we got about 12 inches last night. I performed some non-scientific calculations and found totals on my deck around 7 inches and some parts of the yard at 10 inches. I'm sure if I traipsed farther, I might have found the 12 inch mark. One thing is for certain, we got A LOT of snow. I think it is so cool the way the snow just piles up on some surfaces, like our patio table. Though you can't really see it, the table reads 7" of fresh snow.

Here at a random spot in the yard we get a reading of 10 inches

A view of the back yard. I know, the pictures are dark, but I kind of like the eerie hue.

Here is the little tree in the front yard...

...and the pine trees in the front. They look absolutely beautiful with all of the snow piled on.

The cool thing about a snow day is the kids. They can't wait to get breakfast and get outside to play in the snow. Right now they are trying to make some "ice cream" or something with some of the fresh snow. I will have to take some pictures once they get out there. Have a blessed day!