What you do in your house is worth as much as if you did it up in heaven for our Lord God. We should accustom ourselves to think of our position and work as sacred and well-pleasing to God, not on account of the position and work, but on account of the word and faith from which the obedience and the work flow. ~ Martin Luther

Wednesday, May 20, 2020

Blocks In Her Socks and other DON'T FORGETS!

"I have a headache in my belly."


Last night I had a terrifying dream about Moses that left me near traumatized.  I could not fall back asleep- every time I did, the horrible images would fill my brain again.  So I just got out of bed to clear my head and set eyes on my precious boy.  I needed to calm my heart a bit.  I quietly tiptoed to the cradle, making not a sound, and leaned over to look in at him.  There he was just a few inches from my head, sleeping peacefully.  I lingered for a few seconds, gazing at him, and all of a sudden, he opened one eye just a slit and gave me the sweetest, most peaceful and contented smile.  Then turned and slept again.   It was like he had smelled me or felt my breath on his cheeks and it made him happy.  And just like that- I'm done in.


After seeing a cute little smiling boy with dimples, Ineke said "I'd like to have that boy for a sister!"


Words I never thought I would have to say:  "Boys!  You may not sled off the barn roof!"


At the supper table, Ineke has taken to asking to be 'xcused to go potty whenever she feels lazy about finishing her plate.  In an effort to thwart her in that, we've taken to asking "Do you have to go #1 or #2?"  Or, in other words...is it an emergency?  She was asked this one evening and her reply was...  "NEITHER!  I have to go number 61!"


After watching The Secret Garden, Ineke said "I would like to have a secret garden.  And in MY secret garden I would have two goats, a deer and a UNICORN."


It was a particularly gorgeous day and as we were driving along to pick up milk, we rolled the windows down.  Driving past a farm who was in the process of spreading manure, Judah exclaims "Ooh boy!  Do you smell that, Moses?  That's the smell of GLORY!"


Serving plates of spaghetti and meatballs, Ineke chimes out "Mama!  Will you please cut my marbles?"

Monday, May 18, 2020

In the space of two weeks...

Our (snow) plough horse

Strange times we are living in.

With everything else that is going on, why SHOULDN'T the weather be weird?

I wouldn't be mad if that last freak storm didn't wipe out my bleeding hearts for the year. But they did.  And now I am.  

Thursday, May 14, 2020


While Picasa has been dead for a long time, I was still able to miraculously use it up until recently.  It finally went KAPUT! and who wants to blog if you can't get your pictures off your camera?!?!

What are you using to photo edit and store? 

I am looking for something simple and free, if possible.

And when I find it- I will be back to blogging again.  I miss you all.  

And frankly- this face needs to be seen: