3 adoption classes down....only 6 to go!!!! What an amazing journey.
Women be kind to your bladders....drink lots of water, and don't forget to pee...it can make you very impatient with your children (and clumsy too) when you are trying to hold it all day.
Almost looking forward to the craziness of summer being over, and the nice routine of the school year kicking in.
I almost fell asleep while driving home the other day from work. No that's not the worst part, I was eating corn nuts...I mean actually crunching a corn nut (for the express purpse of staying awake), as I nodded my head. And to make you cringe even more, don't forget that I drive 'home' from work at 7:30 in the morning. Yes corn nuts in the a.m. is normal for me on a work day. hehehe
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
My Love/Hate Relationship with Costco
I bought a box of diapers the other day at costco....cost me $192.00....okay maybe just a few tomatoes and some bread too. What the heck, at this rate, we'll never be able to afford 5 kids.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Annual Camping Trip to Silver Lake
Okay, Okay, I may have added more pictures than I originally intended to, but I just couldn't help it.
Our annual camping trip to Silver Lake was a success! We had such a blast, mostly watching Isaiah have a blast. Ever since he was a newborn, his favorite place to be was under the trees. He can now even say tree, among the many other words he learned this week. My mom said it sounds like he just got back from language camp. I definitely think that the exertion of physical energy and the many challenges to his major motor skills played a part on the rapid speech growth he had. He can identify and say pine cone, tree, watermelon, milk, tent to name a few. Isaiah also took to mimicking us yelling at Tahoe. Since Tahoe was off his leash most of the time we had to keep taps on from occasionally wandering off, but after a few days, Isaiah did it for us, and made sure that Tahoe was always right at his side, ie.... come tah, come, come, sit, tah, sit...then he would clap when Tahoe obeyed, that was hilarious. Well, here are pictures of the highlights.
There are endless things to put in a wagon and pull around
Enjoying some morning snuggle time with daddy
Me and my boy playing in the river
Trying to keep all three of my boys safe in the river can be quite the task
Isaiah LOVED the river, getting rocks out of the bottom, and blowing bubbles (to moms horror....do you know what kinds of bacteria there are in there!) Saved once again from giardia!
Sometimes the best place to sleep is anywhere!
Just wanted to show off my husbands awesome photography skills
Dirt is a boys best friend
Okay, so even without an axe Rob managed to find a way to hack wood
Check out my belly man! I'm the new up and coming Skaggs lumberjack
The lake was a bit colder than the river, so Isaiah stayed close to us. Check out the smoke!
These two are inseparable!
Me and little man
Little man and big man
And of coarse the attempt at a group shot with the timer and camera on a big rock, you can't even tell that Rob almost ate it 2 seconds before....even Tahoe cooperated
Our annual camping trip to Silver Lake was a success! We had such a blast, mostly watching Isaiah have a blast. Ever since he was a newborn, his favorite place to be was under the trees. He can now even say tree, among the many other words he learned this week. My mom said it sounds like he just got back from language camp. I definitely think that the exertion of physical energy and the many challenges to his major motor skills played a part on the rapid speech growth he had. He can identify and say pine cone, tree, watermelon, milk, tent to name a few. Isaiah also took to mimicking us yelling at Tahoe. Since Tahoe was off his leash most of the time we had to keep taps on from occasionally wandering off, but after a few days, Isaiah did it for us, and made sure that Tahoe was always right at his side, ie.... come tah, come, come, sit, tah, sit...then he would clap when Tahoe obeyed, that was hilarious. Well, here are pictures of the highlights.
The first HOUR of camping I knew would be the dirtiest
There are endless things to put in a wagon and pull around
Enjoying some morning snuggle time with daddy
Me and my boy playing in the river
Trying to keep all three of my boys safe in the river can be quite the task
Isaiah LOVED the river, getting rocks out of the bottom, and blowing bubbles (to moms horror....do you know what kinds of bacteria there are in there!) Saved once again from giardia!
Sometimes the best place to sleep is anywhere!Just wanted to show off my husbands awesome photography skills
Dirt is a boys best friend
Okay, so even without an axe Rob managed to find a way to hack wood
Check out my belly man! I'm the new up and coming Skaggs lumberjack
The lake was a bit colder than the river, so Isaiah stayed close to us. Check out the smoke!
Isaiah was in heaven with camp food, he got to eat things like canned green beans and sausage, box drinks etc...things he doesn't get at home :)
Okay, the next 2 are just cute, couldn't resist including them, my little explorer.
These two are inseparable!
Anybody out there ?
Me and little man
Little man and big man
And of coarse the attempt at a group shot with the timer and camera on a big rock, you can't even tell that Rob almost ate it 2 seconds before....even Tahoe cooperated
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Free Will
We are lonesome animals. We spend all of our life trying to be less lonesome. One of our ancient methods is to tell a story begging the listener to say-and to feel- ‘Yes, that is the way it is, or at least that is the way I feel it.’ You’re not as alone as you thought.
-John Steinbeck
I have been gone a bit from the blogging world. But I couldn't stay away long. I love this avenue of expression, and have come to think of it as a means by which the above quote to be true. We are no longer a community people as in the past. We no longer gather at the water hole at the dawn to fetch our daily drink. We no longer sit on our front porches catching up with all the neighbors by night. We no longer gather for church with our extended family and friends that we've known since birth. We don't even live in the same town but more than a 7 year average...not nearly long enough to truly be known. And so we have to invent new ways by which our feelings of 'community' might be re-established.
I have had the express privilege of being in a place where i felt as though all community were lost. And really this is a very painful, yet very true to the soul place to be. When all community is lost, and it's just you...I mean really just you...is God there too? What a question to ask? Have you invited him into that space? It can be the only difference between desolate loneliness and hope. I have been back and forth recently, and I can truly say that hope, although harder to hold at times is the best option.
Although no details are needed, it is important for me to be real, and the real truth is that I am human is so is my husband.
What a statement.
I've heard it said that the only difference between someone who proclaims to be a Christian and someone who does not boils down to a single word: Forgiveness. The forgiveness God offers is no light thing. In fact it's very heavy...but once you've received it the burden is so light.
Rob and I have hit a point of crisis. This is real. I no longer believe that there are couples out there that don't have issues. We have had real issues in the past , but we have swept them under the rug, in the hopes that they would go away on there own, now they have a name. The battle has only just begun...but as Rob read to me from the Green Letters, it's good to know that we don't have to fight it. God is fighting for us, He's on our side, and he wants OUR marriage to succeed. If you try to fight it yourself, you are doomed to fail because the enemy is smarter and more cunning than you are. The weapons we need to claim are prayer, study and more prayers. I am doing a terrible job...that's just the truth, but that's where my community of friends have been so helpful in reminding me.
Far from wanting to air my dirty laundry, which I do not believe in. The point of this is simply to be real, to point out that we are not perfect. I hope that Rob and I keep fighting against putting on a perfect face. What a tempting thing that is to do. We are simply imperfect people living in an imperfect world under the loving arms of a Perfect Heavenly Father. Thank goodness for that.
What I'm learning: How much better is love that is chosen in free will, than love that is manipulated.... do you see .....Apply that statement now to God and his choice of free will for people makes more sense all the time.
-John Steinbeck
I have been gone a bit from the blogging world. But I couldn't stay away long. I love this avenue of expression, and have come to think of it as a means by which the above quote to be true. We are no longer a community people as in the past. We no longer gather at the water hole at the dawn to fetch our daily drink. We no longer sit on our front porches catching up with all the neighbors by night. We no longer gather for church with our extended family and friends that we've known since birth. We don't even live in the same town but more than a 7 year average...not nearly long enough to truly be known. And so we have to invent new ways by which our feelings of 'community' might be re-established.
I have had the express privilege of being in a place where i felt as though all community were lost. And really this is a very painful, yet very true to the soul place to be. When all community is lost, and it's just you...I mean really just you...is God there too? What a question to ask? Have you invited him into that space? It can be the only difference between desolate loneliness and hope. I have been back and forth recently, and I can truly say that hope, although harder to hold at times is the best option.
Although no details are needed, it is important for me to be real, and the real truth is that I am human is so is my husband.
What a statement.
I've heard it said that the only difference between someone who proclaims to be a Christian and someone who does not boils down to a single word: Forgiveness. The forgiveness God offers is no light thing. In fact it's very heavy...but once you've received it the burden is so light.
Rob and I have hit a point of crisis. This is real. I no longer believe that there are couples out there that don't have issues. We have had real issues in the past , but we have swept them under the rug, in the hopes that they would go away on there own, now they have a name. The battle has only just begun...but as Rob read to me from the Green Letters, it's good to know that we don't have to fight it. God is fighting for us, He's on our side, and he wants OUR marriage to succeed. If you try to fight it yourself, you are doomed to fail because the enemy is smarter and more cunning than you are. The weapons we need to claim are prayer, study and more prayers. I am doing a terrible job...that's just the truth, but that's where my community of friends have been so helpful in reminding me.
Far from wanting to air my dirty laundry, which I do not believe in. The point of this is simply to be real, to point out that we are not perfect. I hope that Rob and I keep fighting against putting on a perfect face. What a tempting thing that is to do. We are simply imperfect people living in an imperfect world under the loving arms of a Perfect Heavenly Father. Thank goodness for that.
What I'm learning: How much better is love that is chosen in free will, than love that is manipulated.... do you see .....Apply that statement now to God and his choice of free will for people makes more sense all the time.
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