Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Spring in my yard

Yesterday, the forecast was rain, and not all that warm to go with it. I was so happy to see that whoever looked at the radar was wrong! It was sunny and fairly warm most of the day. I wonder if the weather folks do that every now and then just to surprise us?

We are planning a garden this year. Our new yard has a garden plot all ready for us. The soil is like black gold (not oil, that is) and if we can't grow anything in that, I think we may have deeper issues. We have a friend helping us out with plants and advice, and I have high hopes of juicy tomatoes and crisp cucumbers this summer!


Our yard also holds other visual treats for us this spring and summer, one of them being magnolia trees. They are getting ready to burst out in bloom!


Furled magnolia blooms. Don't these almost look fake? They're so vividly pink!

Daffodil and tulip leaves started coming up a few weeks ago and are promising beauty in a few days. Peony and hydrangeas have also started peaking out around the yard. I'm really hoping the blackberry bushes in the back will produce fruit. There's a few fruit trees as well, but I can't remember what kind they are...peach, plum, pear?

Spring is always a time of hope and renewal. It always comes when it's most needed. A rough, cold and long winter only makes me more joyful in the promise and signs of spring's fresh beauty.

Thursday, April 3, 2014

jumping on the waterlogued bandwagon

I'm sure you've seen this app.  I'm completely late to the game.

Take a photo with your phone:


Open the Waterlogue app and proceed to waste a ridiculous amount of time trying out all the cool filters.  This is just one:


A grasshopper the kids found last summer.

waterlogued grasshopper

Our home.

waterlogued house

Winnie, optometry gadget thingy, sunrise/tree, bridge...

waterlogue collage

See what I mean?  Ridiculous.  But fun!

I've printed a couple out on regular paper as well.  They'd look cute in little frames.  I've read that if you can print it out on watercolor paper, it's even better. 

Have you jumped on the bandwagon yet? 

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Do you loom?

The loom bracelet mania has hit our house.  Hard.  Specifically for the first grader.  Scamp likes it, too, but can't hold a candle to Puck's obsession.

Thanks to some friends who are equally obsessed, plus a bit of YouTube direction, he successfully completed his first semi-complicated bracelet.  You can see how proud he was.  Now, there are days where they snake up his arm and I'm pretty sure it hampers handwriting and concentration.  His sweet teacher is a sport and doesn't seem to mind.

Loom bracelet mania! Do your kids have it, too?

Has the loom bracelet mania hit your house?

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Dancing girls and Shooting boys

How's that for a title??

Each time you move, there's this time of flux where everything is new, and you have to figure out where you're going to live your life.  Like where you'll do your grocery shopping, who you'll see for a doctor, and what restaurants will becoming your main favorites.  Church is another component you might find yourself wondering about.  Moving back to a community, some of those things were taken care of for us, and, thankfully, church was one of them.  But, since it's been about 10 years, not only does our church look different (it would be an understatement to say they've experienced a lot of growth) but how we fit in looks different.  Instead of being involved in the toddler room, that toddler is now a pre-teen.  What?? 

Well, the youth room looks a lot different than the toddler room did.  I thought germs and potential biters was bad, try leaving your oldest kid in a room with a few dozen other almost-6th graders.  She knows not a soul, phones are out in front of most faces, and not one of them is making any sort of effort to include her.

Their just kids.  My kids are just the same.  They have to be taught to be friendly, to include others, to know what it feels like to be "the new kid".  I want to be clear, no one was unkind nor did anyone actively exclude her.  The leaders were super sweet and inclusive.  That's what they're there for, and they did well. 

The next week Sprite came home talking about camp.  Camp?  Didn't compute.  She didn't know anyone.  Who would she sit next to on bus?  What if she was sad?  What if she needed something and was too afraid to ask?  Those were MY questions in MY head, not hers.  She was excited, wanted to go, couldn't wait. 

So I swallowed those unvoiced questions and she went.  Had an amazing time.  Made a lot of friends. Had the nerve to not even need us.  And that's the way it's supposed to be.  She's going back this summer!  Not only is camp on her agenda, but every Sunday she loves being in youth group, every Thursday, she loves being in her Bible study.  What a huge, amazing thing this is for our girl!

A few weeks ago, our middle school ministry hosted an All Girls Formal.  They wore fancy dresses, did their hair, and brought friends.  They were treated to dessert, a performance by Miss Missouri (who is lovely), and listened to a talk on true inner beauty.  They were loved.  It was just great.

Emma and Caroline

Sprite isn't the only one thriving in our new community.  Our boys are probably the happiest they've ever been.  School has been great, and there have only been a very few morning where one of them didn't want to go. 

Our school hosted a Mom-Son Nerf Gun Fun fundraiser a few weeks ago.  I didn't know what to expect, just that I needed freshen up our Nerf gun arsenal.  It turned out to be a crazy fun morning!

SUPER fun morning at the Mom/Son Nerf Fun event at school! Thanks to amazing people who made it possible!

On a side note, should you choose to participate in an activity like this, USE THE GOGGLES. No more comment on that is needed, except to say prepare for welts because those darts sting like the dickens.

Sunday, March 16, 2014

A reason for the silence, plus a bit of catch up

There is a reason for my months of silence here at this space. It was fear. Almost paralyzing fear. Fear of being misheard. Fear of being exposed. Fear of just flat out making a mistake. So I'm trying, hard, to put those fears aside. Because the bottom line is, I'm going to misheard, I'll be exposed, and I will absolutely make mistakes. Probably many. Might as well continue doing what I love because I've been silent so long here, so very long, and I miss it. I miss you, you faithful few readers! I miss the fact that things happen everyday and I'm not writing them down. Those things, those miracles that are the whole reason I started this blog back in 2006, might be forgotten. I don't record everything, but I want to remember a lot.

So that's it. That's the big reason. Pathetic, right? It's ok, I think so, too.  {grin}

So I'm going to be spending some days, going back in time sort of, trying to remember these miracles that have happened in our lives. Will you join me?

It was just lovely being back in town with family for Christmas. We had been our new home for about a month. I only have a few pictures from Christmas. (When I stopped blogging, I also stopped picking up my camera. The two seem to be intertwined. However, I've been more ready with my phone camera.

The first few months of the year have been like so many of yours and can be summed up with two words: COLD and SNOW.

I can't tell you how many times I've heard a version of the following (said with the every-so-slight Missouri twang): "I tell ya, we sure haven't had a winter like this until you all came to town." It's nice to blamed for the weather. I know Colorado has had it much worse, though, this year! Or better, the opinions vary depending on who you talk to.
PicMonkey Collage

For one of the snow-polooza "events" the people at the weather stations live for, I braved the grocery store 8:00pm on a Sunday night just in case.  The next day did indeed bring snow and no school, so I was happy to not have to get out.

 I can't tell you how happy this image makes me:

Children are a blessing. Bonus: she works for hot chocolate! Love this kid.

What a great kid!!

I know I am not alone in my joy in the promise of Spring!  Today was a random cold, windy day in the midst of some beautiful days.  I'm thankful.

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Books and leaves

Gah...I just cannot seem to get back into this writing/blogging thing.

Maybe it's the holidays, maybe it's all the boxes I have to go through...


Regardless...Go through I must.  Adam helped a ton this weekend.  We sorted them out, got all the "office" boxes up in the office, organized the shelves that were already there (thank goodness) and made stacks of our "book" boxes.  Holy mackerel we have a lot of books!  Books upon books upon books!  That's what happens when two bibliophiles who are both teachers get married and move in together.  Their books also get together, everyone gets along really well, and pretty soon all those teaching and Greek and Latin and cook books start to have babies which means books!

Our old home in Colorado had the most beautiful built-in bookshelves where we housed a lot of those books.  Alas, those built-ins weren't able to come with us to live in Missouri and so we are without bookshelves altogether.  One would think a family with this many books would also have a plethora of shelving, but moving overseas and then into tiny apartments and town homes, then moving a few more times, really takes a toll on how those shelving units hold up.  They can only be put together, taken down and put together so many time before the cheap screws and plywood gives way.

So we're in the market for some nice-ish bookshelves.

Meanwhile, awhile back, before it dropped to below freezing temps for days on end, we had a really nice weekend and decided we'd better do something about all the leaves our yard had accumulated.  We paid the kids to help.  I'm not kidding.

And OH did they...

Suuuuper helpful.

Seriously though, they really did help quite a bit, especially our girl. Whew!  Those bags represent a lot of work.

Saturday, November 30, 2013

I have something to tell you...

We've moved!  Again! 


This was Adam's and my 13th move in our married life.  Perhaps that's not a number to end on, but we are hoping for an end to our least for a little while!

Back at the end of October, when I was writing 31 Days of Rent, we started seriously considering purchasing this home.  It was one of the first homes we saw when we moved here and the price, the timing and the stars all aligned.  So this past Saturday, a moving truck pulled up in front of our house (again!), loaded up our stuff and we headed into town. 

We are so thankful to have this home.  Thankful to be close to family again.  Thankful to be close to school, work and everything else.  Thankful to be in town.  Country living was fun and good and all that, but we soon learned it just wasn't for us in the long run.  Some folks love to be away from it all.  I prefer to have a quiet home in the thick of things, and that's just what this place feels like to me.

So, welcome to our home!