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"This is my best Christmas" said a little girl

..My girls love my parents' nativity set.  Whenever we are there during the Christmas season, M1 & M2 run up to Mary & Joseph, the wise men and the Baby Jesus and hug and kiss them all Goodnight before we leave...and as I pull out of the driveway they all yell loudly "Goodnight Baby Jesus!" as we get swallowed up in Winter night....

Last week though the temperature called for a "campout" (the campout was for less than an hour) Its been a rather warm December, almost balmy....some days teetering over 65... On one of these warm nights last week two little girls sat outside with their grandma star gazing on the grass... ....What an unexpected gift....blankets spread out on brown winter grass...warmth in December...
 In the glow of the lit Nativity, musing on stars and God...my Madelyn said that she needed to "Ask Jesus into her heart."   You see last year about this time her sister did, but this year was her year and she said she never had.  She …

Behind the Scenes # Chica Faith

Its Tuesday, the day to link up with Crystal Stine's
Behind the Scenes  http://crystalstine.me/blog/, where we pick a picture and share the story behind it...here is mine




Chica...its the word that my girls call their Auntie.  I think it started with their bilingual aunt calling Meredith (the oldest) little chica when she was a toddler, and somehow the roles reversed and that is her current title.
My sister, their chica knows how to turn the volume up at our house.  Let her burst into the room and lots of wild yelling, dancing, and antics occur pretty much immediately.
I am so blessed to have a sister that is involved and active in their lives.
I always lived away from family growing up and didn't have this interaction with uncles & aunts and I am so glad that my girls know and love their Auntie Chica Faith....
We had the blessing...the unexpected and overflowing blessing of having her live with us this past year from the depths of icy January until humid August called h…

Five Minute Friday # Reflect

Reflect

Its funny how when you come to the end of a journey...and all the mundane days or so they seemed...all blur together and the good notable memories, the feelings of love, the special touching times...those are what surface and stand out...

My husband and I have been on a journey and our whole family.
For the past six years we have been at a church.  This was the first full time ministry job that we have ever held.  We have grown, we have been stretched...we have failed, faltered, fumbled...risen, read & read, studied, talked and talked, worked, been confused and frustrated, car pooled, taxi serviced teens, he has planned cantatas, calendars, events, camps, fund raised, mission tripped, led choirs, sang His heart out, pot lucked, service projected ( i know its not a word)....and more

Relationships have been built...
They've grown deep down ... even further than i am sure that we have realized...
There is that sweet slight form of our girls' Missions Friends Teacher..…

Thankful...for Him

Pimmy




...it was just what my first baby could say first....a shortened version of my mom's first name "Pim" which morphed into the endearing, unique term 'Pimmy'
And she's particular about the short "i" in Pimmy...not "Pammy"...
Well it was her birthday this week and i thought I would comprise a short list of things that I have seen in and been blessed by and through from my mother Pam, aka  Pamela by my dad ( I always felt warm inside when my dad would call my mom this...i thought it sounded so special)

She was....

The pillow fluffer, sheet smoother, the daily bed maker
The biscuit kneader, the flour sprinkler, the dough cutter
The pie dough roller, the pudding stirrer, the meringue toaster
The cinnamon roll glazer, the sweet tea brewer, the cheese melter
(I'm glad she is associated with always amazing food!)

She was....

The house decorator, armed with supplies from the fabric store and thrift shops
The flower arranger, the weed pulle…

Fly # Five Minute Friday

Tree - 5 Minute Fridays

Tree

Besides the word Sky...(I'm a sky lover, watcher, fantasizer)  the other beauty that takes my breath in nature that captures me and is the subject of most of my scribbling ....captivating me in rough bark and mazes of roots....Sometimes perfectly symmetrical in beauty like Pear trees and sometimes wild and unkempt...are God's treasured sculptures....His trees...

Willow trees hanging down green delicate chains of fountaining hair skimming the grass like my girls' hair does when they swing on swings....I love me some willow trees...I always have...I see one and I have to proclaim it to my passengers in tow....I've done it so many times that my oldest daughter who is almost six used to find one and say, "Theres your tree Mama"....

Maple trees...beautiful in shape and deep in shade...maple trees on which provide the perfect strong limbs for climbing...where we've climbed up and jumped into golden delicious colored leaves heaping up under dangling feet..…

Behind the Scenes : First Trip to the Beach

This picture captures the spirit of summer to me.

This picture is a few years old, four years actually.

Every other year my parents and my husband and I and sometimes my sister head to the beach.

This particular year was my Meredith's (my oldest) first trip to beach.  Her first time with saltwater in her eyes, little beach hair that curled up everywhere responding to the salt spray.  The sun kissing her skin tan and she playing in a soupy puddle of wet sand.
It was the most enjoyable trip we had made to the beach in sometime.
Taking a small child to the beach for the first time is a delight.  It is like seeing something you are familiar with through new super x ray vision.  Everything is heightened.  She is amazed by the waves and now so are you... all over again.

"Look at the waves!" "Run Meredith Run!"  "Quick!  Look the foam is at your feet!"
"Let's make a sandcastle!"  And her 18 month old fingers squish cool sand over and over a…

Bedtime Conversations/ Loaded Conversations

If you know me, you know that my motherhood isn't very routine and times based.  Our lives are just a little out of the norm for that and we can't do "rigid" bedtimes.
And if you  know us, then you are also aware of the indefatigable daughter of ours, Meredith.  The oldest and the one who is my payback for all of the hours I stayed awake and did not sleep much to my parents annoyance...only Meredith is even more sleepless I believe.
She just doesn't need a whole lot of sleep.  Her mood isn't affected, she's sunny and cheerful and full of chatter, ideas, and imagination at any time of the day and deep into the dark night.

Here's an example of her ever probing mind even way past the normal kids bedtime.

Tonight I got them in bed early and I also laid down. Then a very Walton-esque moment occurred in which Meredith prayed a very sweet prayer loudly so that I could hear her and then she said her "Amen".  I smiled to myself and thought how truly…
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