Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Project Life Lately



No dates, no particular order...
just a smattering of our life these days. 

You could put this on a stinky old shoe and I'd gobble it up and beg for more.  True story.

I have no idea what they are plotting discussing, but I'm sure it can't be good.

  Actually - I kid.  They did so well together that day that we turned a 3hr playdate into a 6 1/2hr playdate!!  The mama's were having too much fun finishing sentences and having an actual conversation!

 A bit of crafting.  I decided the front door needed some bling and just like that, the Michaels coupon arrived in my inbox.

 For some reason, this was wonderfully fun.  
(I think we were on our 4th consecutive day of rain by now)

 And on the 5th day (of rain), we baked.

And on the ??th day (I stopped counting), 
the skies finally parted.

A sad little boy waving good-bye as daddy heads out to work.

 My new coffee bar.  
Naah - just showing off my new drawers and hardware!!!
 
Thomas was a little too quiet for a little too long.  
Exhibit A

 Exhibit B - hiding the chocolate under my bed!

THIS is the cookie from which they coined the phrase "a cookie the size of my head"!

 The gorgeous apple trees in the yard behind us.

 Our latest obsession game craze.  Of course, now that we've got the fever, daddy wants a full table.  Not gonna happen!


Sunday, May 22, 2011

Garden

I'm still working on my garden.  Not ready to post before and after pics yet.  I want it to be a little more "finished looking".

But a garden is never really finished, is it?  It takes years to cultivate. Years for the plants to mature.  Years for the garden to take its full shape.  Years for the soil to become rich and hearty and produce beautiful flowers.

My life seems a lot like a garden right now....it needs a lot of weeding.

Funny thing about weeds.  A weed can sometimes be mistaken for a flower or a plant....really.  It looks pretty, and pretty harmless.  But no matter how pretty and deceiving it looks, if left in the garden, a weed will choke the life of the real plants...hinder their growth....steal the wonderful nutrients they need for full life.

Just like some things in life.  Relationships, commitments, choices - no matter how attractive or good they may seem, they can restrict real growth, and polute the soil of richness.

Gardening also takes transplanting - moving plants to a new location in the garden.  So they will get better light or better water.  Or so they will fill in a big empty hole.  Or so they can create a better landscape all around. 

In life, our list of priorities often needs transplanting, or rearranging.  Priority #1 should move down the list...waaay down the list.  And #3 should move to the top - to create a better landscape of life.  And #5 should come right off the list - to enhance growth and maturity, because in the end, it was a weed.

Here's the thing - its relatively easy for me to make these decisions in my garden.  Not just easy, but usually quite obvious.  Its a lot harder in life.  In the garden though, I don't announce "Hey Hosta - you need to move to the other end" and it walks on down to the other side.  Or "hey you clump of weeds - get the heck out of there" and they jump on out.  No, in fact, weeds are often the hardest to move.  A plant will go willingly - a weed will not - it will fight to stay.  It will fight so hard you might want to give up, or worse, give in.  But good news for the floral and fauna (and bad news for the weed) - the gardener does the work. 

Good news in life - our gardener will do all the work.  God.  Gardener.  Creator of life.  He loves us just like way more than we love our garden.  Think of this - we created our garden, laid out the design, picked the foliage, but... BUT... we didn't create the plant.  God made those.  Even the seeds - if we are lucky, we picked them out from its original plant, but God gave them all the right conditions to grow - sunlight and rain, just the right soil.  

God created us.  From a tiny seed, He created us - and gave us all the right conditions to grow.  OF COURSE He loves us far more than we love our garden.  Infinitely!  But we must be willing to let Him cultivate us.

And right now... as I am the gardener .... I am also the garden. 

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Farm Day

I grew up in a different time.....and a different place. 

A place where cows grazed in my back yard... really. 

Even after we left farm country, we moved to a town with peach and apple farms, and my high school abutted two farms - one a vegetable farm and the other a turkey farm.  Springtime brought about the sweet smell of all natural fertilizer - aka manure.

We live at the ocean now - a different, but wonderful environment to grow up in , but it sure does limit farm exposure.  I was ecstatic to find a working farm just 5 miles from our house - right over the town line.  They have horses, and sheep and cows, and chickens.  Well, just see for yourself.



Wednesday, May 11, 2011

"because its mother's day"

I don't usually make a big deal about my birthday, or valentine's day, or even mother's day.  

But this year I did.  I geuss living with a 3 1/2 yr old had gotten the best of me and I wanted to have a day all.about.me!  While my day wasn't fancy, or "special" by some moms desire, it was just.what.I.wanted.  

And yes, I did indeed spend the whole day saying - "you have to, because its mother's day".

I said it so much that at 11:10 pm Paulo expressed he couldn't wait for midnight. 

As for what we did - I got to sleep in (which was extra special because the boy was up by 6am that morning)

I received the 2 best cards in the whole world - handpicked by the best hubby in the world.

The weather wasn't so great, so we did lots of playing inside and watched a movie.
Paulo helped me with all the little loose ends that have been driving me batty around here.Like hanging some pictures.  And organizing the shoes under the bed in the new shoe bins.  And finally putting up a house number.
It's solar - it lights up at night

Paulo made me dinner of my choice: 
filet mignon with sauteed mushrooms and blue cheese, roasted brocolli, and crusty bread slathered with butter (butter is for special occasions around here - indulgent!)
 
 And desert was a special treat I had picked up at the farmer's market the day before:
 
I call them choco-licious squares.
 
The boy usually says grace, 
but I asked if I could and he obliged me.  

"Dear God - 
Thank you for Paulo and thank you for Thomas...
without them I wouldn't have mother's day.  
Thank your for the best gifts of all. Amen"


Saturday, May 7, 2011

Scenes from our yard

By guest photographer 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

"Are my cousins here yet?"

...that was the very first thing out of Thomas' mouth when he awoke Easter morning.  Isn't that so sweet?

We don't make a big deal about the Easter bunny and candy and all that.  Yes, we do it - but around here we focus on the real reason for Easter - Jesus is Risen! 

The day before easter though we did make a big deal about our cousins coming to visit us for Easter Sunday.  My cousin Carrie and her daughter McKenzie, 7 yrs old, and my cousin Jenn and her twin daughters Rilynn and Madison - also 7 yrs old.  We hyped it up big time and Thomas was indeed excited. 

It was a wonderful l.o.u.d. day - the girls are so patient with Thomas and he was thrilled to have such fun girls to play with.  We played in the yard, then we took them to the carousel.  They all had a dance party after dinner, and a marching band. We even had a sleepover with our cousins!!  (once again, cannot thank God enough for this new house with room enough for dance parties, marching bands and sleepovers).
 
Carrie, Jenn and I grew up very close - our moms are sisters and best friends, and Carrie and Jenn are my best friends and the closest thing I have to sisters. Growing up we lived within 20 miles of each other, and our families spent time together at least once a week, usually more often.  Jenn and I even went to high school together (ooooh the stories).  Because of the direction of our lives, we have settled in different states, and so our children won't have the same experience of seeing each other as often. 

It warmed me right.down.in.the.core.of.my.soul to see so much love and laughter abound among Thomas, McKenzie, Rilynn and Madison during the time they do get to spend together.  That's what matters - making the most of the time we do have together. 

I'm so lucky...and so is Thomas.


 

of course, the many attempts of getting 1 pic of the 4 of them
 
 
 
the one