Monday, September 26, 2016

Sage rage

After very noisily drinking the last drops of her juicebox, Sage says, "My juicebox not working anymore."
...

Solo was very kindly trying to integrate Sage's disruptive behavior into his game and allows her to give him a checkup during one of his intricate robot vs. Pokemon vs. other unrelated franchises battles.
I say, "Well Sage? Is he dead?"
She replies, "No... Not yet."

Friday, September 23, 2016

"Daddy! I'm camouflaged!" -Sage Marie

Sunday, September 18, 2016

Weekend wild

Exciting weekend. Home group resumed for the semester, violin class, Marley had a sleepover with Joie that featured both horseback riding and fireworks, and Solomon and Sage attended Jackson's birthday party at a trampoline park. And after the party Solomon went on his first ever sleepover at Jackson's party featuring lots of habachi and Mario and Kirby.

Erin sent me some quotes from the evening.

Erin: Solomon I made you and Jackson a bed on the floor.
Solomon: Oh. He can't sleep next to me. I'm like a tornado when I sleep.
...
Jackson: super smash is so easy for me.
Solomon: you shouldn't say that bc maybe it's hard for someone else and that could make them feel bad.





We also had church and after the Combs and OConnells over for some disappointing football action, deck-fishing and chili time.

Finally Monday tomorrow we can rest. 

Monday, September 12, 2016

Yes a haiku.

I sit and I'm still
Something I will rarely do
Watch the hunter wait.

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Watching the moon through trailing clouds. Sometimes the light shining brightly, almost hurting the eyes for its brilliance. Sometimes very muted through the veil of thick cloud, sometimes blotted out entirely except the shining around the cloud's lining. As I lay here in bed, I admire it.

My open window let's the raucous laughter of peoples up the street and cars driving in the area. I think of how annoying their loudness is. But God whispers and reminds me, "I think about what your hand has made. It made the lights in the sky."

And those people. It also made those people. And I see how the moon and those people are the same. I am humbled. By a God who really cares.

Saturday, September 10, 2016

Solo

Solo loves Skylanders, rock and roll music (or his interpretation of it anyway), Dancing, Dancing, dancing, Mario, watching football, smiling, winning, saying the right thing, caaaandy.

His favorite color is red or orange that's almost red.

After his first soccer game he announced, "We won!"
I replied, "It was a tie."
Solo says, "But we had fun. So we all won."
And then he walked me home.

I look at his baby pictures and I still feel overcome with emotion. 



I pray that God will make a powerful and kind servant out of my bright, shiny boy. 

Monday, August 22, 2016

Phantom Tollbooth Prep - Day One

Today has been a day of exceeded expectations and delightful surprises.

I woke up with Bob this morning and had some coffee and a couple of "biscuits". I had most of primary surfaces cleared off before the kids woke up. As they got up and got dressed and I wrestled the knots out of Marley's hair I worried because Sage was at 90% Sage. Which is the way Bob and I communicate how much of a handful she has been on any given day. A cold bug had thrown her off and she was kicking, grabbing and stealing before 9am.

Still we took our first day of school photos and then went upstairs to address our first tasks with the curriculum I have prepared for the next 15 weeks (it's in pencil). We did math, some geography, and with today's weather being perfect, a field trip was required. We discussed the merits of three different parks. Smale, Ault, and Eden. We all agreed on Smale and then went to Ault anyway. God clearly had a gentle and generous hand with us there. We broke a glass big specimen jar but no one got hurt and we had to backtrack for a diaper in the car but after that, everything just kept going beautifully. We also brought a "kritter keeper" in hopes of finding a male katydid.

We were only steps into the flower gardens when Solo spotted a tiny Lazarus Lizard. "Can we catch it?"
Me, "You can try."

Well. As is custom, I doubted and my kids proved me wrong. Within a minute, Solo and Marley were working together to rustle the tiny creature toward me and after two attempts, I managed to cover it with the kritter keeper. We couldn't figure out how to flip it over and put the lid on till Marley took off her smock and we scooted the keeper over it, then pulled it taut to keep the lizard inside till we could flip it over and secure the lid. It was a great team effort. Marley was the wrangler, Solo the spotter, and I the trap-tosser. Sage was running helter-skelter through the grass doing Idon'tknowhat, but quickly returned to scope out the situation. An older man and his care-taker stopped and admired our catch and advised us to look up the story of the Lazarus lizard, which was not at all what I expected.

We resumed our walk and another pedestrian approached us. A woman who "just loved to share things". She was delightful and she showed the kids and I one of the planned-beds filled with Scented Geraniums. She showed us how they had different smells and then was trying to recall the name of another plant when I called for Solomon. She said, "You're right! It's Solomon's Seal!" Apparently one of her favorite flowers. She told us about how she has picnic every spring under the weeping cherry trees in the park with her daughters and granddaughters. Next year, it's on my list.

Getting home, Sage took a nap and Marley, Solo and I were able to finish some paper worksheets together and make plans for the year. Then I got a call with some great news about a violin program.

Today will be a difficult day to beat.


By the way, we're calling the lizard Lazzy.

Monday, August 15, 2016

Beautiful picture

They crossed at the ford to take the king’s household over and to do whatever he wished. When Shimei son of Gera crossed the Jordan, he fell prostrate before the king and said to him, “May my Lord not hold me guilty. Do not remember how your servant did wrong on the day my Lord the king left Jerusalem. May the king put it out of his mind. For I your servant know that I have sinned, but today I have come here as the first from the tribes of Joseph to come down and meet my Lord the king.”  Then Abishai son of Zeruiah said, “Shouldn’t Shimei be put to death for this? He cursed the Lord ’s anointed.”  David replied, “What does this have to do with you, you sons of Zeruiah? What right do you have to interfere? Should anyone be put to death in Israel today? Don’t I know that today I am king over Israel?” So the king said to Shimei, “You shall not die.” And the king promised him on oath.
2 Samuel 19:18‭-‬23 NIV