Saturday, December 24, 2022
Saturday, December 17, 2022
My attempts to get ahead at Christmas things felt a bit disingenuous with warm 50-60 degree weather even into December. (How do Southerners get into the spirit of things, I wonder?)
But now the snow is falling, the world is white and shadowed with shades of blue and gray... all seems as it should be. Christmas is coming, indeed. NEXT WEEK!
And so we beckon in the Light with lights. And sparkle. And Nog. And forkless feasts.
Let the Tree Trimming party commence!
|Do all teenage girls react this way to the antics of their father?|
|Do all teenage boys react this way to the antics of their mother?|
|Apparently Judah decides to just get 'er done and puts all his ornaments in the same spot. Front and center.|
|We should keep a Christmas tree all the time...turns out they make marvelous camouflage for laundry covered chairs.|
|Grandma and Grandpa wanted a picture with the grandkids for their Christmas cards so one afternoon we popped over and snapped a few. This was my favorite, but came in second place for the cards.|
|Moses has a particularly interesting method of rolling...|
|I did not take the above four photos. That would mean I would have to leave the warmth of the house and hike up the hill in winter. And Mama HIBERNATES in winter, she doesn't hike. These were taken by Adele'.|
Tuesday, November 29, 2022
|Poor Grandpa. He is as photogenic in this picture as I am.|
To that family who was selling a box of almost 20 brown glasses at a yard sale for $5.00 years ago but tried scaring me away from buying them by telling me I would regret it because they took up too much room: I don't.
In the bottom of the dining room hutch I found a box of fancy silverware that Gram had left here- and a turkey knife and fork! How perfectly perfect.
A Thanksgiving chalkboard tree takes mere minutes to fill. My children are very good at counting their blessings.
I cooked a turkey the day before and made broth with the bones and boiled the giblets. Then the stuffing and the gravy were ready long before the Thanksgiving Day turkey was done.
Pretty paper plates made it more elegant, not less...
A Thanksgiving playlist playing softly in the background is a great idea... if you actually remember to turn it on. ;-)
Toilet paper roll crackers were a highlight. I filled them with candy treats, a joke, and a little gift.
Grandpa's false mustache makes me happy. I knew he'd be a good sport about his gift.
We need more children to fill up the children's table!
A million leftover rolls make a mighty fine french toast casserole.
Moses fell asleep when we were praying for the food and slept through the whole meal.
(Next year, put the snack table outside of the kitchen- so no one congregates there. Thank you and amen.)
We sang the doxology before we feasted... praise God from whom all blessings flow indeed.
Thursday, November 10, 2022
October is always the start of the (cold) busy season for me. The warm busy season comes mid-Aprilish- with clothes switching, garden planning, planting and prep work all while in the throws of homeschooling. The cold busy season has many of the same elements: end of year canning, doing the summer winter clothes' switch, winterizing and throwing home learning back into the schedule after a summer of flying, free as a bird, wherever the winds take us. This always takes an adjustment.
This busy season, however, has holidays thrown into the mix.
October flew by. I expect November and December to do the same.
Here is a slapdash post of October Things... don't expect it to make sense. It surely won't.
My sister and I take our children to Iron Kettle Farm every year for some pumpkin perusing. There are animals, there are pumpkin people, there are overpriced pumpkins and playground equipment. When we first began, all the playground equipment was free. Nowadays, you have to buy tickets for much of their offerings. But we find the free stuff and none of my children care a bit.
This year, due to scheduling, it was just the Littles that came and not the whole gang. Fun for the Littles, I am sure they felt very special doing something all by themselves. A bit bittersweet for me, though, as I find myself yearning for the days when everyone was available to partake in the whims of the Mama.
Mothers with little children- having the children with you for EVERYTHING will be something you eventually miss. Mark my words.
|Moses sat behind and said "Look at the deer that I shot, Mama!" |
Looks like he is going the way of his brothers in this too.
|Ineke took this picture of Auntie Beth and her Littles|
|Pictures often don't convey personality well but this one is spot on. If you want to know who mischievous Moses is, here he is!|
|Those thugs in back had strategically placed firecrackers along the path and feel pretty good about how that went. The firecrackers sounded less nice.|