Friday, May 27, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Summer Dreaming
A dear women with over 30 years of teaching experience once told me that the productive school year really ends around May 10th. That's when the students (and teachers) start their summer dreaming. Boy are we feeling that around here! But we press on with two weeks to go before we begin our summer break!
And so begins the string of last classes, last games, last lessons, year-end recitals and parties... all seemingly paired with a pizza party. How much pizza can one child consume in a few short weeks? I believe we will find out.
And so begins the string of last classes, last games, last lessons, year-end recitals and parties... all seemingly paired with a pizza party. How much pizza can one child consume in a few short weeks? I believe we will find out.
our last homeschool "sports class"... and a goodbye to our amazing coach
This says it all. They are literally climbing the walls.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Sunset on the Gulf
We visited my in-laws in Southwest Florida last week. One of our favorite things to do there is hop on our bikes after dinner and head to the beach. Every evening a new bit of theater...
There is a surprising brightness that follows as the sun finally sinks into the sea...
and then the moon winks at us.
Monday, May 9, 2011
Mother's Day
We arrived home from the airport late Saturday afternoon and raced straight to a wedding. Sunday morning was coming quickly for my pastor-husband and I was certain that Mother's Day would be simple, if celebrated at all. I didn't mind. After all, I needed to work on the piles and plan for our school week.
Our wonderful Saturday evening sitter had each of the kids make cards. My husband appeared in the kitchen with flowers Sunday morning. And I was treated to lunch out after church. It was a perfect celebration!... and a perfect ending to our week away.
Very thankful this week, I keep counting.
{1001-1017}
My godly, praying mom.
The privilege of motherhood.
Handmade cards.
Backyard bouquets.
Right now. 5, 7, and 9 years old.
Peter's whispers in my ear.
Will's joyful exuberance.
Hannah's thoughtful words.
Their sweet appreciation.
Leaning on my side in evening worship.
Falling asleep there. (And staying asleep long after the service ends.)
His eyelashes.
Her freckles coming out in the sun.
Being the one who comforts.
And cheers them on.
Prayers over them while they sleep.
Cultivating home.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
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