When I was a girl, I dreamed of swimming as a mermaid, with manatees (my favorite animals). I suppose Crosby, Stills, & Nash were right, in that we often unintentionally pass our own dreams on to our children… “feed them on your dreams, the ones they picked, the ones you’ll know by…” I won’t take credit for sparking the imagination of…
Firstborn’s Lowry Ten was a raging success. She and Handsome Husband had a whirlwind adventure in Texas, this weekend, to celebrate both of their recent birthdays with old friends from Oregon. They returned home tuckered out and grinning ear to ear, Firstborn’s voice hoarse from screaming on the roller coasters. Meanwhile, back in Montana, Center Sister, Little Man,…
Handsome Husband’s birthday last week officially ushered in our household’s busy birthday season. Firstborn was actually due on Husband’s birthday, back in 2005, but she’s evidently as punctual as her mother. She waited six more days before making her grand entrance. Today we celebrate her tenth birthday. Ten. 10. 1-0. Gulp. Hitting this milestone– a full decade, double digits– warranted SERIOUS…
Both Earth Day and Arbor Day are this week, which has rendered this native Oregonian downright giddy, and commandeered the lessons in our homeschool classroom. The Earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it, the world and all who live in it; for He founded it on the seas, and established it on the waters.…
Yesterday was Handsome Husband’s birthday. What better way to express my undying adoration and reverence than in memes… I’m out of control. Be blessed, Husband. How we actually celebrated: Despite the occasion, Husband had to put in a regular nine hours at work (unjust), but he was able to spend lunch with a work-chum purchasing mass quantities of electronics…
Today is Husband’s Birthday Eve! You’ll recall birthdays aren’t merely a twenty-four hour deal in these here parts.
It’s Handsome Husband’s birth week! That’s right, I said week. I heart birthdays, big time. Naturally, they last longer than just one day in our house, BUT if you do happen to see him on Friday be sure to wish him a happy Might-As-Well-Be-Fortieth. The first of his birthdays that we spent together I wasn’t even aware of it until days later…
By the sweat of our brows… Unearthing and hauling rocks, ala Fred Flinstone, kicks our buns– but in the best way. It just feels so good to work outdoors, to work HARD and use our muscles the way God intended. The kiddos quickly tired of the work, deciding instead to focus their energies on playing. I told them they…