Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Alongside


I, with my whimsical ways and my slightly eclectic line of thinking, tend to miss small moments around me. I have gotten older and trained myself to stop, look and listen to the tiny joys of the day. I do fail, however. There are days when I have been lying in bed and could have just kicked myself. Journaling has helped. Blogging is another nice assistant in the harried life of a homeschool mom. But yesterday morning, as we were setting out for a small road trip to Springfield, MO. at 8am to pick up Sean's new 4Runner, I stopped, turned around and saw these four little eyes shining brightly at me. They were still a little sleepy and in an hour would have to stop to pee and have a snack, but for the moment, they were all smiles. I love this picture. It's so sweet and depicts what most of us experienced growing up: a car ride alongside our sibling(s). They are side by side. Growing up together, learning together, loving each other, and hopefully appreciating their vast differences along the way. I remember these days with Sam. Looking back I wish I would have cherished his little blonde head more. Wish I would have held his hand instead of drawing an invisible line down the middle of the backseat (but who doesn't do that?!). Anyhow, I appreciate him now. Even though last time I saw him he smeared his soggy orange rind all over my arm. Hmm. Some things just never change! Love you brother :)
May all of you with siblings be blessed this week as you think of them, as you reminisce about growing up together and meditate on all that has transpired over time with these beloved people. And remember, we're still metaphorically in the backseat, riding alongside them till our Savior returns. Let us each be a blessing.

Friday, September 24, 2010

He's the Man

This is a post specifically made so that I can brag on my husband.
Sean is SUPER handy. He can fix or make just about anything. But what makes him different from a lot of DIY-ers that I've met is that he reads a TON about the project before doing it. He never just jumps in, ignorant of any possible problems that might befall him. He plans. He prepares. He's really really really good. He blows me away. I love him so much and his projects around my house are a blessing to watch. As they take shape, whether he's done this specific remodel or attempted this kind of work before is not a concern of mine. I know it will be done right...the first time. I hope his daughters come to see all the amazing things he can do and the amazing ways that he does them. I am proud of him. I know God blesses the work of this man's hands. I praise the Almighty for the hands that work so lovingly on my home.

Here are some pictures of our new bathroom floor (minus the grout - that happens tomorrow morning, but it will be steel gray, so it won't look too much different than this) Here is also a picture of the girls "helping" their Daddy. It was so funny that morning. They just wanted to be all over him and he finally had to lay down the law. They weren't to go past the threshold of the door. So, being the kinds of girls they are, they sat at the absolute teeniest edge of the door before falling in on top of his tiling job.




Next, God has blessed us with a new lawn. We had a local company come out and re-shape and level our lawn. It was sloped toward the house and rainwater and foundations don't mix very well on a house built in 1925. They also took out this horrid "landscaping" that was done on the corner edge of our lot that I deemed "the quarry". I have no idea why someone would love red river rocks this much, but they used them...everywhere. So, we removed them and opted for grass. We were hoping only to seed yesterday, seeing as we aren't wealthy and cannot afford sod. But we got a call from the company that did the rock removal and re-shaping saying that they had a huge amount of leftover sod from another job...and did we want it...for free? Amazing! We couldn't believe it! So, yesterday I prepped the dirt. I put down a phosphate lawn starter and raked. I cannot feel my arms and legs today, but it was worth it. When Sean got home from work he put down the sod. We aren't completely finished yet, but we wanted to get as much on as possible due to the rainfall we ended up getting last night.


Here is our yard before the removal took place. Mostly weeds here, as you can see. I didn't even include much of my "quarry" in the picture because I didn't like it...that's putting it nicely.



And this, as of this morning, is my new lawn. We haven't done the area back by our screened in porch yet, because it gets very little sun. We need to cut down a dead tree back there before anything can grow. So, we are slowly piecing together our lawn. In about two years we will have such a smooth, velvety lawn that you all in KC will be driving down here just to lie in it and soak up the Mid-Missouri sun.

So, I know that earthly things aren't the things we should be getting too worked up over, but I am thankful for this beautification. Mostly, I'm thankful for the man God gave me to help me make things beautiful in this world. He reminds me that there is One who makes all things beautiful in it's own time. I can't wait to spend eternity basking in the beauty of my Savior, but for now, I will let the small, everyday beauties be a quaint reminder of what is to come. Thank you, Sean for being my battle buddy and partnering with me to make our house a home. I wouldn't lay sod at 10:30 at night with anyone else.

Friday, September 17, 2010

It's my birthday

It's time for me to be me.
I like my birthday and I'm okay with that.
I don't care if the rest of you still pretend to hate yours,
I like mine.
I love that I'm here and that I'm 31.
I see many women hating their age...they hate aging in general.
I have seen people shoo away congratulations.
I have seen people actually get mad about anyone "making a fuss".
Well, God is happy that I am here...
And doggone it, so am I.
Happy birthday to me!
Let's make a fuss!