Favorite color - purple/lavendar
Favorite book - The Secret Garden - The Rose Years Series, Little House Series, Caddie Woodlawn
Favorite movie - Desolation of Smaug
Favorite thing I did with my family this year - Zoo passes to go to the zoo
Favorite foods - mashed potatoes
Favorite number - 8
Who is your best friend? - Nora, Faryn, Ashley, Bekah D.
Favorite game - trampoline
Favorite thing to play or do in free time - play wii
Favorite person to play with - Lydia, Reed, Roman and brother
What do you want to be when you grow up? - a teacher or an engineer
Where in the world do you want to visit? EVERYWHERE - except Iran and Iraq
What are you most grateful for? Nathaniel
What is your favorite holiday? Thanksgiving
What is your favorite type of flower? daffoldils, hydrangeas and tulips
What have you enjoyed learning about this year? Matter
What kind of car do you want when you grow up? a convertible - black
What is your favorite dance move or type? jazz
What is your favorite song? Ever-ever after
What is one thing you want to do this year? take cooking lessons
What do you want to learn how to do better? swim
If you could tell your 25 year old self something what would you say? "Get a good job!"
If you were to perform in a talent contest - what would you do? hula-hooping
What is your favorite chore? Least favorite? cleaning the sink and least fav is toilet
What is your favorite outfit to wear? jeans and tshirt
Saturday, March 28, 2015
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
Everyday life
Tuesday, March 17, 2015
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
Happy St. Patrick's Day from some of my green clad wee folk! and a few old Irish BLESSINGS!
May your day be touched
by a bit of Irish luck,
brightened by a song in your heart,
and warmed by the smiles
of the people you love.
An Old Irish Blessing
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand
May your day be touched
by a bit of Irish luck,
brightened by a song in your heart,
and warmed by the smiles
of the people you love.
| Dear Lord, Give me a few friends who will love me for what I am, and keep ever burning before my vagrant steps the kindly light of hope... And though I come not within sight of the castle of my dreams, teach me to be thankful for life, and for time's olden memories that are good and sweet. And may the evening's twilight find me gentle still. |
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
Friday, February 20, 2015
3 months old!
He's three months old and starting to get used to life with this family - I'll admit we are alot to get used to but full of love.
Mr. McScreamy Pants is becoming less and less screamy and more and more "Don't Worry, Be Happy". We made it to the school and back yesterday with NO crying. This is huge. Seriously. Huge.
Y'all - he's sweet as pie and is cooing and smiling. Sweet thang!
Happy Three months Puddin' Head!
Mr. McScreamy Pants is becoming less and less screamy and more and more "Don't Worry, Be Happy". We made it to the school and back yesterday with NO crying. This is huge. Seriously. Huge.
Y'all - he's sweet as pie and is cooing and smiling. Sweet thang!
Happy Three months Puddin' Head!
Saturday, February 14, 2015
A House Full of LOVE
We took a super quick trip down to the farm for the last couple of days. We played, walked the dirt roads, climbed trees, cleaned barns, cooked and cleaned and played with the cousins. This morning when Grandma and Papa woke up - all 6 of the grandkids were there.
I told her - "Here is the fruit of your love!" (Noisy fruit - cute fruit, running all over the place :)
My Four Bundles of LOVE!
Casey's 2 Bundles of LOVE!
I told her - "Here is the fruit of your love!" (Noisy fruit - cute fruit, running all over the place :)
Cousin fun!
We got to celebrate Wyatt's 6th birthday while at the farm. What a great time! We love you Wyatt and Mason.
Those cousins love each other and we were so glad to celebrate, play and enjoy time with the cousins!
Those cousins love each other and we were so glad to celebrate, play and enjoy time with the cousins!
Monday, February 09, 2015
Who does he look like?
I've gotten the question lately about who #4 looks like - I always have trouble telling these kind of things - but here are the comparison photos -
Who does he look like?
Sunday, February 08, 2015
Mr. McScreamy pants
Mr. McScreamy Pants - Y'all, that's what I affectionately call this little man. Sometimes I call him Puddin' Head - but it's all in love, all in love.
Don't you love his vest and tie?
He's such a cutie pie, LOVES his siblings and is an AMAZING sleeper. He's been sleeping 11-12 hr stretches at night for the past several weeks - Thank you, LORD! Wahoo! It's only by his grace I've slept and he's slept - thank you LORD!
He loves his mornings but those afternoons/evenings are not so kind to him. I carry, wear him most of the time but sometimes a mom has to wipe a 3 year old's bottom, make dinner for the rest of the family, remember and help with math of multiplying fractions and even drive/sit in carpool every afternoon with Mr. McScreamy pants strapped into a carseat (oh the horror!). These are the times - Mr. McScreamy Pants is at his best.
But I will tell you, Jeremy stumbled on the magic a few weeks ago - "Don't worry, Be Happy" by Bobby McFarren is magic.
Seriously people, it works. Just tonight I played it over and over 7 times and he started to cry when the music went off and before I could hit play again.
With Samuel, I sang "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" a billion and two times. With Lucy, "Jesus, King of Angels" lullaby. With Lydia (I tried everything) but "Swing Lo, Sweet Chariot" always seemed to work. But my fourth, lets hope his musical reggae choice will mellow him out in the months to come and we'll all be living "Don't Worry, Be Happy" and not having to sing it on repeat!
AND - he's found his thumb. When he sleeps he can get his thumb to his mouth - just not while he's playing and awake. So, we're on the downhill slide. Another thumb sucker will be hard on the back end but worth every minute on this side of 1.
Don't you love his vest and tie?
He's such a cutie pie, LOVES his siblings and is an AMAZING sleeper. He's been sleeping 11-12 hr stretches at night for the past several weeks - Thank you, LORD! Wahoo! It's only by his grace I've slept and he's slept - thank you LORD!
He loves his mornings but those afternoons/evenings are not so kind to him. I carry, wear him most of the time but sometimes a mom has to wipe a 3 year old's bottom, make dinner for the rest of the family, remember and help with math of multiplying fractions and even drive/sit in carpool every afternoon with Mr. McScreamy pants strapped into a carseat (oh the horror!). These are the times - Mr. McScreamy Pants is at his best.
But I will tell you, Jeremy stumbled on the magic a few weeks ago - "Don't worry, Be Happy" by Bobby McFarren is magic.
Seriously people, it works. Just tonight I played it over and over 7 times and he started to cry when the music went off and before I could hit play again.
With Samuel, I sang "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" a billion and two times. With Lucy, "Jesus, King of Angels" lullaby. With Lydia (I tried everything) but "Swing Lo, Sweet Chariot" always seemed to work. But my fourth, lets hope his musical reggae choice will mellow him out in the months to come and we'll all be living "Don't Worry, Be Happy" and not having to sing it on repeat!
AND - he's found his thumb. When he sleeps he can get his thumb to his mouth - just not while he's playing and awake. So, we're on the downhill slide. Another thumb sucker will be hard on the back end but worth every minute on this side of 1.
Saturday, February 07, 2015
Wednesday, February 04, 2015
Who wore it best?
Today on "Who wore it best?"
We have two colorful contestants
Contestant #1 - Miss L is full of giggles and mischief and could break out in song at any moment
Contestant #2 - Mr. McScreamy Pants is full of smiles (for about 3 minutes a day or any time you play "Don't Worry, Be Happy by Bobby McFarrin) and could break out in a loud wail as quick as you can say "car-rider line"
Here they are in their drab morning attire.
Yes, that is as drab as she gets - always a character and
No, the onesie did not tell the truth for him, except for this brief break in the cloud.
Thank You Lord, for smiles!
It was noted this morning that both wore the same fashion statement on the same morning
- now who wore it best?
I think the missing tooth brings out the purple in Miss L's hair and the rolls of chub on Mr. McScreamy Pants are just too cute!
Definitely a close call - I'm thinking this one could go either way -
Hope your Wednesday is full of smiles, color and a few giggles!
We have two colorful contestants
Contestant #1 - Miss L is full of giggles and mischief and could break out in song at any moment
Contestant #2 - Mr. McScreamy Pants is full of smiles (for about 3 minutes a day or any time you play "Don't Worry, Be Happy by Bobby McFarrin) and could break out in a loud wail as quick as you can say "car-rider line"
Here they are in their drab morning attire.
Yes, that is as drab as she gets - always a character and
No, the onesie did not tell the truth for him, except for this brief break in the cloud.
Thank You Lord, for smiles!
- now who wore it best?
I think the missing tooth brings out the purple in Miss L's hair and the rolls of chub on Mr. McScreamy Pants are just too cute!
Definitely a close call - I'm thinking this one could go either way -
Hope your Wednesday is full of smiles, color and a few giggles!
Tuesday, February 03, 2015
Quotes
While helping me unload the dishwasher and putting the silverware away, Lydia dropped some of the silverware on the floor...
Lydia: "Don't worry Mama, it's not glass-able"
And then
Lydia was talking about taking breakfast to Samuel in bed for his birthday last year.
Lydia: "When I went into his room he was WIDE asleep Mama - Wide Asleep"
Lydia: "Don't worry Mama, it's not glass-able"
And then
Lydia was talking about taking breakfast to Samuel in bed for his birthday last year.
Lydia: "When I went into his room he was WIDE asleep Mama - Wide Asleep"
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
A week in the life of my table
One of the most used rooms during our week is the dining room. It's meant to be a "formal dining room" but is affectionately called the "coloring room" by Lydia who loves to color, play play dough and generally get artsy-craftsy in the room - homework, snacks, extra school work, items end up in this room. There is a nice chair for me to sit in the corner and plenty of windows to let the day in. But the real work horse of the room is the table.
This is the room all gussied up for Lucy's birthday last year and the table cleared and cleaned.
And again - ready for family to surround it this Thanksgiving.
This table is a special table - it was my Granny and Grandpa Kinsey's table. A table that more often than not had a stack of Bible commentaries and other books Grandpa was using to prepare for his weekly Sunday School lesson. Any day of the week if I stopped by I could find Grandpa sitting at the far end of the room, with his back to the window, reading glasses on, Bible open and soaking up Truth.
Most weekend days of my childhood - I sat at the table with Grandpa. But those times the books were put away and a table cloth covered the table - Granny sat at the other end. They sat at opposite ends of the long table facing one another - one with the world to his back and one with her back to the kitchen and everything they cherished in between - their family with heads bowed and hands held ready to give thanks to "Our kind, Righteous, Heavenly Father". We lined the sides in our favorite seats and shared stories and food and time (and that one towel to wipe your hands on because there weren't napkins for that).
Most Saturday's the meal was fried catfish and bream from Grandpa's pond, hush puppies, cheese grits and coleslaw. On Sunday's the meal always included corn bread in Granny's cast iron skillet and something from someone's garden. There were always stories about someone I might not have known (and should have) or of days long past but the stories were from two who lived in the same town they were born in and of people who were their people.
Holidays and special occasions saw even more family packed around the table and those two still at their separate ends. He with his watered down tea filled to the brim with ice and her with her apron, a pickle or two on the side of her plate slowly enjoying her meal (she was always the last to finish - often still enjoying that meal while we cleaned up dessert - I now know her desire to hold onto the moment of having family to serve and share life with)
So these days when I'm miles from the nearest family and no family just "stops by" - I sit with my family of 6 around a hard working table and make new memories. We don't eat our daily meals here but Church family come for lunch, real family gather for holidays, the table gets cleaned and cleared only to be cluttered again and filled with more memories.
This week I thought about that table and thought I would share a picture from each day of the week. I purposefully didn't move anything, left the clutter, didn't tidy up for the picture but caught us in the midst of the daily - the way it was meant to be. Many days the table wasn't cleared until the next day and then it was filled again...with dreams, presents, gifts, ideas, words, stories, letters, color, imagination, Beauty, Truth and Goodness...
Day #1 - letter writing to friends who have moved, letter to Compassion child we sponsor - Dayana, stamps, and items from backpacks emptied
Day #2 - More stickers, homework in Spanish, 4th grade math (multiplying fractions), scissors for cutting anything a 3 year can find, new picture frames waiting to be filled.
Day #3 - More picture frames, more homework, Bible verses to remember, paper dalmation dog ears, paint, books and paper.
Day #4 - Box from Nana with blanket from when Jeremy was a baby (thanks Nana!), more letter writing, the latest Economist and mail, LEGO cars, colorful tape from Aunt Vicki.
Day #5 - for a brief moment the table is clean and cleared and ready for whatever comes. I keep the table covered with a plastic cover and keep a map of some sort underneath.
Day #5- String to make bracelets, foam beads to make a necklace for a neighbor
Day #6 - Science Fair notebook, more homework, more papers from school, more bracelet and necklace making
Laughter, work, thought, creativity, family, tears, arguing, discipline - all while we sit across from one another, look at each other in the eyes and enter into the messiness of life that lies between.
This is the room all gussied up for Lucy's birthday last year and the table cleared and cleaned.
This table is a special table - it was my Granny and Grandpa Kinsey's table. A table that more often than not had a stack of Bible commentaries and other books Grandpa was using to prepare for his weekly Sunday School lesson. Any day of the week if I stopped by I could find Grandpa sitting at the far end of the room, with his back to the window, reading glasses on, Bible open and soaking up Truth.
Most weekend days of my childhood - I sat at the table with Grandpa. But those times the books were put away and a table cloth covered the table - Granny sat at the other end. They sat at opposite ends of the long table facing one another - one with the world to his back and one with her back to the kitchen and everything they cherished in between - their family with heads bowed and hands held ready to give thanks to "Our kind, Righteous, Heavenly Father". We lined the sides in our favorite seats and shared stories and food and time (and that one towel to wipe your hands on because there weren't napkins for that).
Most Saturday's the meal was fried catfish and bream from Grandpa's pond, hush puppies, cheese grits and coleslaw. On Sunday's the meal always included corn bread in Granny's cast iron skillet and something from someone's garden. There were always stories about someone I might not have known (and should have) or of days long past but the stories were from two who lived in the same town they were born in and of people who were their people.
Holidays and special occasions saw even more family packed around the table and those two still at their separate ends. He with his watered down tea filled to the brim with ice and her with her apron, a pickle or two on the side of her plate slowly enjoying her meal (she was always the last to finish - often still enjoying that meal while we cleaned up dessert - I now know her desire to hold onto the moment of having family to serve and share life with)
So these days when I'm miles from the nearest family and no family just "stops by" - I sit with my family of 6 around a hard working table and make new memories. We don't eat our daily meals here but Church family come for lunch, real family gather for holidays, the table gets cleaned and cleared only to be cluttered again and filled with more memories.
This week I thought about that table and thought I would share a picture from each day of the week. I purposefully didn't move anything, left the clutter, didn't tidy up for the picture but caught us in the midst of the daily - the way it was meant to be. Many days the table wasn't cleared until the next day and then it was filled again...with dreams, presents, gifts, ideas, words, stories, letters, color, imagination, Beauty, Truth and Goodness...
Day #1 - letter writing to friends who have moved, letter to Compassion child we sponsor - Dayana, stamps, and items from backpacks emptied
Day #7 - More bracelet making, brother enjoying the light fixture, stickers, more science fair
Friday, January 23, 2015
Big Day
It's a big day in my elementary school world. Both of my kiddos had a great day and were rewarded for their hard work - Lucy won her Spelling Bee and Samuel was selected as one of the three Safety Patrol students in his class and he was inducted into the Jr. Beta Club.
As the Jr. Beta Club Reporter he had a special part in the induction ceremony - speaking and lighting the candle.
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