Thursday, January 21, 2010

Toddlers at Play

Keilah Grace and Harrrison play alot together, and lately they are pretending to be dogs right down to their dinner plates and bowls. Yes, they lick their plates and lap out of their bowls. I'm raising animals instead of children I'm convinced.

I love it when I find Harrison snuggling Sullivan all alone.
Yes, he is diapered. Really.

All bathed and ready for naptime. I found Keilah Grace reading to Sophie. (She must have this book memorized.)

Sophie discovered she loves jam, and I discovered she's willing to peel it off her peanut butter and jelly sandwich. HA!

Austin wore this when he was a baby. Aaahh. Seems like yesterday and forever ago.

Harrison and Keilah Grace made crowns this week, and were so proud of them. Yes, Harrison insisted on pink apparently. He's just comfortable in his manhood... They love their babysitter Leanna. I love her too!

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Mama Bear

" Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path." Psalms 119:105

Gaurd their hearts and minds sweet Jesus. Help them to walk clearly and surley in righteousness for Your names' sake. You love them far more than I do, this I will trust and remember. Thank you for allowing me to be their Mommy, but You are their Father, and Ultimate Teacher.

Our family has had a big change in the past week as the three older children are in school today for the first time again. My heart has wrestled with this over and over again, and I don't think it's completely at peace to be honest, but one thing is certain. Change was needed on many different levels, and for us, Christain school is not an option, so the children are in public school again. We enjoyed many things about the last year and a half, and I wouldn't trade that for all the clean underwear in everyone's drawer, but my cup is full. Full of eight beautiful arrows the Lord has so graciously blessed us with and I need to be their mommy before I am their "teacher." Jared and I have said all along that part of our family goals are for me to be a godly wife and mother first, then if I can fit educating them in - fabulous. Well, I was only fitting educating them in these last few months, and not much else. Our house is like yours I would imagine. Crazy busy maybe mutiplied a few... :) I tend to be a perfectionist, and well eight children in nine years has tailored that quite a bit, so I guess what I'm trying to say is that I know everyone has struggles who has homeschooled and probably has even thought about this very thing a time or two. And believe me, I'm ok with non-perfection. I have to be. But my baby man-cubs need their mama. And they need their mama's attention, not as a teacher, not as a frazzled stressed out haven't rocked or read a book to anyone for cuddling purposes, kind a mama. They need time, training, discipline, and love. More than a cheesestick and yogurt for supper, laundry at 2am when noone else is up, kind of mama. And I'm having trouble giving it to them while I spend 5-8 hours a day on school. I'm sharing all of this, my heart really, not to be judged or encouraged to continue on, but so on some level, you know that this decision wasn't made overnight. It wasn't easy, and I guess I'm just asking you to pray. Pray for our family, our children, our marriage. It's been a rough few months, but this mama bear has decided it's more important for her to be a mama bear than be their cubs teacher.

PS. I know so many wonderful girlfriends out there in real life and in blogland who do an absolutely phenominal job teaching their children at home and balancing their responsibilities as a wife and mother. This post is not meant to be in any way discouraging to you. Keep doing what the Lord has called you and your family to do. He has different paths for us all. That's part of the beauty of the body of Christ isn't it? We're all different and have different functions. Who knows? Maybe our family's path today will lead into a different one tomorrow, and yes, that even includes homeschooling again. But not today, not tomorrow, not for awhile. I've missed out on being a mama bear too long.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Mommy's Taste Tester

We tried these lil' things out over Christmas, and they were a hit! They are so simple, and definetely easy enough for a child to do by themselves.

No Bake Butterscotch Cookies

4 Cups Corn Flakes
12 oz. butterscotch chips
1/2 c. peanut butter

Measure corn flakes, crush lightly. Melt the butterscotch chips and peanut better together, pour over the corn flakes. Stir until all corn flakes are covered. Spoon into clumps on tin foil or wax paper. Let cool until hardened.

Grandma's R Grrrrrrrrreat!

Grandma Joni made these precious prarie girl dresses for the girls at their request this year. They love to play "Little House on the Prarie" in them, and have even sported them to church. I love the white lace lined bloomers underneath. They each picked out their own material and then Grandma got to work. Thanks Grandma, we love em'! What would we do without you? You sew for us and mend for us, and even iron for us when you're in town! Grandma's are Grrrrrrrrrreat!

Sully Bear (or Tully Wully)

Where do nicknames come from anyway? I mean who knew? Tully Wully? It's not like they're planned most of the time. What were you called when you were little? What do you call your bear cubs? I want to know!
Sullivan Charles, I can't believe you're three months old. Time always flies by so quickly with a newborn. You've started to smile very easily now, and even giggled for the first time last week. You love to smile at your girlfriends, (your big sisters) and they love you right back. I just loved this monkey outfit from my friend Traci, and how your tummy is starting to bulge out if it now. You are a whopping 13 pounds now, and spit up more and more by the day it seems. You are beginning to like to watch your jungle gym and reach for toys. Before I know it, you'll be holding and chewing things I'm sure... You are sleeping from 10pm through 6am on average, and I'm so excited to see you in the mornings! You seem pretty excited yourself. I love you sweet man cub! Later Taters!