This afternoon my time turned into profits unfortold. I had promised my son a hat for his Mario attire. He has been very patient. Definitely time well spent!!!
And these are the rewards (I think I may actually be enjoying the hat more than he is!);
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Time Well Spent
In the grand scheme of things I have to say that I don't always spend my times in the most useful of ways. I have wasted many moments in worry and excessive driveness. Other moments spent on busy work. And still others in nothingness. On better days my thoughts and prayers seem meshed, I feel more aware of the necessary and practice being more deliberate with my choices.
This afternoon my time turned into profits unfortold. I had promised my son a hat for his Mario attire. He has been very patient. Definitely time well spent!!!
And these are the rewards (I think I may actually be enjoying the hat more than he is!);
This afternoon my time turned into profits unfortold. I had promised my son a hat for his Mario attire. He has been very patient. Definitely time well spent!!!
And these are the rewards (I think I may actually be enjoying the hat more than he is!);
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Happy Birthday Alexander!
Today is Alexander's eighth birthday!
We all just love him to pieces!!! We love his big smile, his quick laugh, his undying energy, his sense of humor.
He is a lot of fun.
Some favorite memories of this past year with him:
When we were traveling home from somewhere and this rank smell emerged in the van and one of his sisters said, it smells like someone farted hot dogs to which Alexander responded matter-of-factly, "well Dad farted and I just had a hot dog."
The other day while trying to get Halloween costumes ready, I mentioned that it might just be easier and cheaper to buy a costume for him. Alexander came up to me and looked into my eyes and said, "mom, don't spend too much on that because you still have to buy my sports equipment."
After he got glasses late in spring we had this staring thing going on as a family. Alexander didn't like the ogling, he never has. We were just trying to get used to each other again. At his piano lesson that evening I noticed his long gazes at me and I took his face in my hands and got quite emotional. Choking back the tears while cradling his face I asked, "What are you seeing differently? What are you seeing for the first time?" To which he replied,
"your face is so square!"
I love that he asks me so many hockey questions even though I'm still quite clueless in the hockey realm.
His spelling lists include all the names of hockey players! For fun he likes to write the names out on my back and I get to guess which NHL hockey player he just spelled out! (He's good at giving lots of hints!)
He still gives lots of hugs and kisses but not on the lips cause that's just gross!
Telling homemade bedtime stories at night.
Watching him dance. Watching him play sports.
Hearing him play and sing all his piano songs in different voices. My favorite right now is "Leftover Popcorn."
I love listening to him be a sports commentator as he plays mini sticks.
I love him!!
May God give you an amazing year being 8. May He continue the work He has already started in you.
We all just love him to pieces!!! We love his big smile, his quick laugh, his undying energy, his sense of humor.
He is a lot of fun.
Some favorite memories of this past year with him:
When we were traveling home from somewhere and this rank smell emerged in the van and one of his sisters said, it smells like someone farted hot dogs to which Alexander responded matter-of-factly, "well Dad farted and I just had a hot dog."
The other day while trying to get Halloween costumes ready, I mentioned that it might just be easier and cheaper to buy a costume for him. Alexander came up to me and looked into my eyes and said, "mom, don't spend too much on that because you still have to buy my sports equipment."
After he got glasses late in spring we had this staring thing going on as a family. Alexander didn't like the ogling, he never has. We were just trying to get used to each other again. At his piano lesson that evening I noticed his long gazes at me and I took his face in my hands and got quite emotional. Choking back the tears while cradling his face I asked, "What are you seeing differently? What are you seeing for the first time?" To which he replied,
"your face is so square!"
I love that he asks me so many hockey questions even though I'm still quite clueless in the hockey realm.
His spelling lists include all the names of hockey players! For fun he likes to write the names out on my back and I get to guess which NHL hockey player he just spelled out! (He's good at giving lots of hints!)
He still gives lots of hugs and kisses but not on the lips cause that's just gross!
Telling homemade bedtime stories at night.
Watching him dance. Watching him play sports.
Hearing him play and sing all his piano songs in different voices. My favorite right now is "Leftover Popcorn."
I love listening to him be a sports commentator as he plays mini sticks.
I love him!!
May God give you an amazing year being 8. May He continue the work He has already started in you.
Happy Birthday Alexander!
Today is Alexander's eighth birthday!
We all just love him to pieces!!! We love his big smile, his quick laugh, his undying energy, his sense of humor.
He is a lot of fun.
Some favorite memories of this past year with him:
When we were traveling home from somewhere and this rank smell emerged in the van and one of his sisters said, it smells like someone farted hot dogs to which Alexander responded matter-of-factly, "well Dad farted and I just had a hot dog."
The other day while trying to get Halloween costumes ready, I mentioned that it might just be easier and cheaper to buy a costume for him. Alexander came up to me and looked into my eyes and said, "mom, don't spend too much on that because you still have to buy my sports equipment."
After he got glasses late in spring we had this staring thing going on as a family. Alexander didn't like the ogling, he never has. We were just trying to get used to each other again. At his piano lesson that evening I noticed his long gazes at me and I took his face in my hands and got quite emotional. Choking back the tears while cradling his face I asked, "What are you seeing differently? What are you seeing for the first time?" To which he replied,
"your face is so square!"
I love that he asks me so many hockey questions even though I'm still quite clueless in the hockey realm.
His spelling lists include all the names of hockey players! For fun he likes to write the names out on my back and I get to guess which NHL hockey player he just spelled out! (He's good at giving lots of hints!)
He still gives lots of hugs and kisses but not on the lips cause that's just gross!
Telling homemade bedtime stories at night.
Watching him dance. Watching him play sports.
Hearing him play and sing all his piano songs in different voices. My favorite right now is "Leftover Popcorn."
I love listening to him be a sports commentator as he plays mini sticks.
I love him!!
May God give you an amazing year being 8. May He continue the work He has already started in you.
We all just love him to pieces!!! We love his big smile, his quick laugh, his undying energy, his sense of humor.
He is a lot of fun.
Some favorite memories of this past year with him:
When we were traveling home from somewhere and this rank smell emerged in the van and one of his sisters said, it smells like someone farted hot dogs to which Alexander responded matter-of-factly, "well Dad farted and I just had a hot dog."
The other day while trying to get Halloween costumes ready, I mentioned that it might just be easier and cheaper to buy a costume for him. Alexander came up to me and looked into my eyes and said, "mom, don't spend too much on that because you still have to buy my sports equipment."
After he got glasses late in spring we had this staring thing going on as a family. Alexander didn't like the ogling, he never has. We were just trying to get used to each other again. At his piano lesson that evening I noticed his long gazes at me and I took his face in my hands and got quite emotional. Choking back the tears while cradling his face I asked, "What are you seeing differently? What are you seeing for the first time?" To which he replied,
"your face is so square!"
I love that he asks me so many hockey questions even though I'm still quite clueless in the hockey realm.
His spelling lists include all the names of hockey players! For fun he likes to write the names out on my back and I get to guess which NHL hockey player he just spelled out! (He's good at giving lots of hints!)
He still gives lots of hugs and kisses but not on the lips cause that's just gross!
Telling homemade bedtime stories at night.
Watching him dance. Watching him play sports.
Hearing him play and sing all his piano songs in different voices. My favorite right now is "Leftover Popcorn."
I love listening to him be a sports commentator as he plays mini sticks.
I love him!!
May God give you an amazing year being 8. May He continue the work He has already started in you.
Saturday, October 8, 2011
The Gift of More
There are a number of words that come to mind when reflecting on the past month in our household;
change,
anticipation,
hard work,
emotions, (celebration/tears)
beauty,
rest. (And yes, beauty rest!)
If I had to choose one word to tie all these words together it would have to be 'togetherness' - not being or doing alone.
In the beginning of September, Pastor Delbert spoke a message of risk from the top of a "very-much-too-high-unstable-diving-board-platform." Even though I was too nervous to pay attention properly, the visual and the message were clear; Ask for help! Have people come alongside you praying for you, supporting you. I believe this to be true but don't always have the courage (and humility) to follow through when it means phoning, writing, emailing or texting, asking someone to do so.
As parents this fall we have walked through significant changes with our kids. We have literally walked to and from new places with our children, praying as we walked. We have peered anxiously through windows watching for their return so we could meet up and find out the progress of that day and event. We have cried together and celebrated together. Had movie or games night together. Ate together, both in celebration and comfort. We've trained, we encouraged, we've confessed.
It would've all been very hard alone.
It's easy to preach but not always easy to practice.
Over the past few weeks I have experienced the gift of more because of sharing with others. The gift of others speaking into a situation because they have walked alongside, really caring enough to entrust that situation to God with you. Of seeing more clearly with many eyes, of hearing more clearly with many ears.
change,
anticipation,
hard work,
emotions, (celebration/tears)
beauty,
rest. (And yes, beauty rest!)
If I had to choose one word to tie all these words together it would have to be 'togetherness' - not being or doing alone.
In the beginning of September, Pastor Delbert spoke a message of risk from the top of a "very-much-too-high-unstable-diving-board-platform." Even though I was too nervous to pay attention properly, the visual and the message were clear; Ask for help! Have people come alongside you praying for you, supporting you. I believe this to be true but don't always have the courage (and humility) to follow through when it means phoning, writing, emailing or texting, asking someone to do so.
As parents this fall we have walked through significant changes with our kids. We have literally walked to and from new places with our children, praying as we walked. We have peered anxiously through windows watching for their return so we could meet up and find out the progress of that day and event. We have cried together and celebrated together. Had movie or games night together. Ate together, both in celebration and comfort. We've trained, we encouraged, we've confessed.
It would've all been very hard alone.
It's easy to preach but not always easy to practice.
Over the past few weeks I have experienced the gift of more because of sharing with others. The gift of others speaking into a situation because they have walked alongside, really caring enough to entrust that situation to God with you. Of seeing more clearly with many eyes, of hearing more clearly with many ears.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Fall Study
For those of you in the area we are starting our Fall study this Wednesday night at 7pm at Eastview!
The study will be an in-depth look at the gospel of Luke and will run until the end of November (8 weeks.) Any adults are welcome to join us. We will have table groups available for women only, men only, and mixed.
Please contact us at ontomaturity@eastview.org if you are interested.
Would love to see you there!
The study will be an in-depth look at the gospel of Luke and will run until the end of November (8 weeks.) Any adults are welcome to join us. We will have table groups available for women only, men only, and mixed.
Please contact us at ontomaturity@eastview.org if you are interested.
Would love to see you there!
Monday, September 5, 2011
Advice Needed
Everyone is our house is keenly aware of the countdown that is happening. We officially have one more day at home on summer schedule.
Our eldest is officially entering the world of Junior High - a new venture for our family! She and I were laying in bed tonight talking about what my role might be on her first day of school and laughed that just like every other year she would be fine and composed when the time came and I, against every bit of advice that I'm sure you'd give me, would be bawling in the background.
So, what is your advice for a first time Mother of a junior higher? I'd love to hear it!
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Our eldest is officially entering the world of Junior High - a new venture for our family! She and I were laying in bed tonight talking about what my role might be on her first day of school and laughed that just like every other year she would be fine and composed when the time came and I, against every bit of advice that I'm sure you'd give me, would be bawling in the background.
So, what is your advice for a first time Mother of a junior higher? I'd love to hear it!
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Sunday, September 4, 2011
Hanging on to Summer Memories
Since high school I have not wanted to go anywhere of significance without my camera. I learned quite young that my memory is not as reliable as I would like. I hate to miss a "hallmark" moment without option of recording it visually.
Although it can be great to have your camera along it can also be disappointing to view all events through the lens of a camera.
Some memories I've prayed would be burned into the memory of my mind and cherished there. Others I attempted, or my husband has, to capture so they can be shared with family and friends.
Staying cool in our back yard! Check out that expression!
One of my favourite places to be on a summer evening is in the back of the pack during a family bike ride. I love still being able to follow behind a very observable line from tallest to smallest.
Incredible sunsets that reminded me of this quote;
"Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, "Do it again"; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, "Do it again" to the sun; and every evening, "Do it again" to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we."
— G.K. Chesterton
Evening swim under the moon.
My "all-stars!"
Although it can be great to have your camera along it can also be disappointing to view all events through the lens of a camera.
Some memories I've prayed would be burned into the memory of my mind and cherished there. Others I attempted, or my husband has, to capture so they can be shared with family and friends.
Staying cool in our back yard! Check out that expression!
One of my favourite places to be on a summer evening is in the back of the pack during a family bike ride. I love still being able to follow behind a very observable line from tallest to smallest.
Incredible sunsets that reminded me of this quote;
"Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, "Do it again"; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, "Do it again" to the sun; and every evening, "Do it again" to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we."
— G.K. Chesterton
Evening swim under the moon.
My "all-stars!"
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