Sunday, April 27, 2014

Wildflowers.

Good evening!
 
Spring is in the air (even though it actually feels a lot more like summer), and I have been bitten by the flower planning, yard beautify-ing, gardening bug. You know it. The one that convinces you that you should go drop a bunch of money at Lowe's and Home Depot on seeds, and little baby plants, and large amounts of stinky messy soil... Or does that just happen to me? 

Dreams of beautiful flowery, colorful landscapes take over, and I forget that all of those projects usually turn out the same for me. Dead...

So anyway, the kids and I decided that this year we would do something a little different. We bought a whole bunch of packets of wildflower seeds and planted them in the front yard around the tree. Yes, all of the packets.


 
We recruited some help from our neighbor friends, and those kids did all of the work by themselves. They raked the old mulch out, they added a bunch of new (stinky) soil, they dug little holes with their little kid fingers and planted seeds and then they watered.
 

 
We are hoping for a little "field" of wildflower beauty.
If nothing else, it was a fun little evening activity.
Happy Spring planting to ya!
 

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Easter, 2014

Low in the grave He lay,
Jesus, my Savior,
Waiting the coming day,
Jesus, my Lord!

Up from the grave He arose,
With a mighty triumph o’er His foes,
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever, with His saints to reign.
He arose! He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose!
 

Bella, 7 years old

Grady, 5 years old

Lilly, 3 years old
 
Cousin Elise, 1 year old
 
He lives! He lives! Christ Jesus lives today!
He walks with me and talks with me along life's narrow way.
He lives! He lives! Salvation to impart!
You ask me how I know He lives? He lives within my heart. 



Baby pigs

Baby hands




Sweet Cousins
 
Christ the Lord is risen today, Alleluia!
Sons of men and angels say! Alleluia!
Raise your joys and triumphs high: Alleluia!
Sing ye heavens, thou earth reply. Alleluia!

Love's redeeming work is done; Alleluia!
Fought the fight, the battle won: Alleluia!
Lo! the sun's eclipse is o'er, Alleluia!
Lo! he sets in blood no more! Alleluia! 


This morning we celebrated the resurrection of our Lord.

 
The children sang the song "Happy Day" by Tim Hughes in "big church", complete with big smiles and choreography. They did such a great job!







The greatest day in history, Death is beaten, You have rescued me
Sing it out Jesus is alive
The empty cross, The empty grave, Life eternal, You have won the day
Shout it out Jesus is alive, He's alive

Oh happy day, happy day, You washed my sin away
Oh happy day, happy day, I'll never be the same
Forever I am changed

When I stand, in that place, Free at last, meeting face to face
I am Yours, Jesus You are mine
Endless joy, perfect peace, Earthly pain finally will cease
Celebrate Jesus is alive, He's alive

 
The really are no words adequate to sum up the gratitude I have for the man that suffered and died in my place. I very literally am brought to tears every time I think about what He went through for me. Forever I am changed.

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Workin' it with Daddy. (And a fun video!)

Happy Monday!

The kids and I went to the fire station to visit Bryan last week, and came back with some fun pictures and videos.

At least once a shift he does a circuit workout, which is his own, made up, torture session exercise routine, that incorporates all kinds of work related skills. It's the first time the kids and I have gotten to see it, and it was really fun to watch (and rejoice that it's him, and not me).

It starts out with the donning of 60 pounds of equipment. He then climbs the 70 foot ladder on the tower and back down, in all of that gear (I want to faint just thinking about it). After that there is running with a giant ladder, throwing it onto the wall, climbing it up and down, then carrying it back from whence it came, in a hurried fashion. There is walking around with 50 pound weights. There is tire dragging all around the parking lot (with or without additional child weight), there is weighted sled pushing, there is hitting a tree with a 45 pound steal pole several times with each arm. There is the old hitting-a-tire-with-a-sledge-hammer-fifty-times routine, there is squeezing through tight spaces in your gear and oxygen pack, there is a pretend search for humans in a smoky fire across the bay floor, and finally, a very looong plank. In 60 pounds of gear. Without stopping once to lay down and die. And not even any crying either. In fact, there was actually smiling despite all of the sweat...

I am amazed. I swoon at this beast of a man that is mine.

Here's a fun little video from our adventure.



OFD from This Abundant Life on Vimeo.
"Hero" by Skillet.

Monday, April 7, 2014

I'd Rather be Fishing!

Fishing... My son LOVES fishing, even more than checking for eggs. He loves talking about fishing, and thinking about fishing, and pretending to be fishing at any given moment. The girls enjoy it too, but not like Grady. He baits his own hook, casts his own line, pulls in fish after fish after fish, and even un-hooks it by himself. There's a little pond near Bryan's parents house where we like to go. Grady has great success with the brim, while the rest of us can only catch a few (if any!).

 
 




The rest of these photos are "Photos by Bella". I love that girl.



Happy Monday, and have a great week!
 


Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Old Friends and New Friends




This past week my sweet friend Elizabeth came for a visit. It had been a few years since we've seen each other, and even more years since we've worked together. And our children had never met each other.
 
We packed up snacks, and got together at a park. Within minutes our kiddos were fast friends. I think bonding was increased by the singing of Frozen's Let it Go loudly and dramatically, complete with choreography. Because really, who doesn't know every.single.stinkin'.word of that song these days...



Lilly has been referring to Phoebe as her "new bestest friend", and is certain that Phoebe is sad without her, and missing her dearly.



I completely love how kiddos make friends so quickly. Until next time dear friends!