Wednesday, February 27, 2008
This is something I have struggled with regarding this blog. How much will I reveal? When life gets really hard will I remain silent? Truly our life has a great deal more than amazing photographs and cute things our children say. But what would you think if you really knew "A Day in the Life...?" Like say yesterday...
Monday, February 25, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Yes, we understand this quite well. Seems we have a Clementine living with us. It’s great to read about and laugh, because quite honestly the reality show we’re living in isn’t always so funny. Sure she’s paying attention to what’s going on out her window and creates stories in her mind but that doesn’t get her math done. You guessed it… rough week of school. I’d schedule a parent-teacher conference but I spend enough time talking to myself!
Then I got busy working on my project so I wouldn't have to hear any "Clementine-pay-attention!"s.
Except I did anyway. Which was unfair because each time, I was the only person in the whole art room who was paying attention. Which is why I could tell everyone right in the middle of the Pledge of Allegiance that the lunchroom lady was sitting in the janitor's car and they were kissing. Again. No one else saw this disgusting scene, because no one else was paying attention out the window!
And after that, when it was my turn to pass around the stapler, I could tell everyone that the art teacher's scarf had an egg stain on it that looked-if you squinted-exactly like a pelican, which nobody else noticed.
"Clementine, you need to pay attention!" the art teacher said one more time. And just like the other times, I was paying attention.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
I couldn't resist checking out the collection of this masterfully created investigation of boyhood. It has become a point of family contention - but hey, I checked it out so I shouldn't have to wait for anyone else to be done looking at it so I can. As a family that loves to read, we always have a number of books at our disposal. But most of what we read doesn't make us laugh out loud. When you are sitting in the room with someone who is suddenly laughing as they read, you feel left out. It is as if there is a secret that you don't know and the one in the know wants you to know that they know while at the same time mocking you for not knowing. With TV, everyone in the room knows what the joke is. Not so with a book. Anyway, we have really been enjoying it.
My sister might argue that there are many similarities between the comic strip boy, Calvin, and me. I would say she is completely wrong. I just wish I would have had the imagination and adventurous spirit of the perpetual 6 year old. Oh the places I would have gone and the stories I could have provided my parents with had Calvin been around when I was of the same age. I could have used such a role model. I think my childhood would have been much different. But she and Mom would probably say there are plenty of stories.
At times, she probably felt like Susie, Clavin's annoying neighbor girl. Sure, Susie is smart and reasonable and tries to like Calvin. But He is just not interested in returning the favor. Just because my sister sometimes felt she was on the receiving end of a few, minor, little, Calvin-like interactions doesn't mean that I have/had much in common with Calvin. I think she should be very grateful that I am not/was not much like him at all.
Then there are Calvin and Hobbes tobaggon, wagon, and box rides down the hill. Now, that would have been really cool. We did have some sleds and a little red wagon, but the hills in our yard were pretty pathetic; hardly steep or long enough to attain warp speed or anything like that. There was the hill on Miller Road where we lived when I was Calvin's age. But since the hill was actually on Miller Road, Mom freaked out whenever she heard about us sledding down it. It is interesting that Calvin tends to be very philosophical as he is screaming down the hill with life and limb on the line. Maybe there is something to be learned there - maybe not?
Well now you've made it to the end of this entry and really haven't been enlightened or challenged or anything. But hey, I am still laughing from the book and you are just sitting here reading a blog and wondering why.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Friday, February 8, 2008
God gives us various gifts to use, but He gives us the fruit of the Spirit to develop. When the Holy Spirit lives inside us, we have everything He has. His fruit is in us. The seed has been planted. In order to use the gifts in the most powerful way that God desires, we must allow the seed of the fruit to grow up and mature in us by cultivating it.
We can cultivate all the fruit by focusing on love, the first in the list of the nine fruit, and self-control, the last on the list. Love and self-control are like bookends that hold the rest in place. All of the fruit issue from love and actually are a form of love, but they are kept in place by self-control.
Secrets to Exceptional Living, Joyce Meyer
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Monday, February 4, 2008
While she was enjoying her time with Noah, the rest of us headed of for another type of adventure, cross-country skiing. There is a state hunting area nearby that we took advantage of for a trip through the woods and fields.
Aleixe and I enjoying the trails.
It was our first time as a family making it this far. We have had ski boots fall apart, children fall apart, and winds howl as we have tried to make it across this field in the past. We were all glad to have made it to the woods this time.
When we got back to the van, someone had to load the skis back onto the roof - and someone didn't.
It was a fun afternoon. We were all ready to just settle in and watch the Superbowl. Of course we are such poor sports fans that until it was talked about at church in the morning, we were not even sure who was playing. But hey, even we will try to watch the Superbowl - unless something more interesting is going on.
Sunday, February 3, 2008