Peter has been suffering from bad dreams for a quite few weeks now. Almost every night he wakes up screaming in terror or comes running into our room, terrified. It's very sad to see him so tormented. But is has been getting better recently, thankfully. He has started praying at his bedtime "Dear Lord, please keep the bad dreams out of me, and give me good angels." It's touching to hear him adopt his own version of the prayers that we say with him in the middle of the night after a bad dream as his own.
He also has been very excited about praying before our meals. He often says his prayers like this: "Dear God, thank you for our food. I really bless you for..." followed by whatever toy, friend or fun event he's thankful for and also for someone he's asking God to help, which lately is his recently injured uncle.
Cora also takes her turn praying. She starts with the memorized "God is Great" prayer and then follows it up with thanking God for her family and friends, and asking him to help the people in, (Where is the place with the really bad storm? she always asks), the Philippines.
Addie is cluing in to the prayer time, too. She folds her hands sometimes and mimics the sing-song tune of God is Great. It's very sweet. But most of the time she just wants her food-now!
May these family prayer times penetrate their spirits, so that Philippians 4:6-7 is a daily reality for them and they choose to turn to God in prayer in every situation:
6 Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. 7 And the peace of God,which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
Sunday, December 01, 2013
Sunday, November 17, 2013
Little Miss Addalynn- almost 1 1/2
This is a girl with a ready smile and a set mind. She is lots of fun! She loves to play with big brother and sister and she's tough. If she gets a little clobber she'll either respond with a laugh or mostly fake cry, just to show she didn't like it. But she recovers quickly and usually is back in the scramble. She is daring and determined, climbing on anything and everything, pushing chairs around the kitchen to get what she wants from up high, standing on the rocking chair and making it rock on purpose. She is also very affectionate and expressive, often wrapping her arms tightly around our necks in a hug or giving sweet kisses on cheeks.
She sat in her high chair for 30 minutes playing with this wipes tub filled with empty plastic easter eggs I found stashed in the closet.
Showing her sign language for "eat". She also signs more, please, all-done, drink, and milk.
She verbally says da-da, ma-ma, woof, meow, ee-ah (Peter), oh-wa (Cora), ay-ah (Moriah, a neighbor friend), uh-oh, up, hot, uh-uh (as in "no"). She nods and shakes her head no. (Thankfully the high pitched scream she was doing this summer has disappeared!)
Lately she's been into wearing Cora's clothes! I didn't think this would start for 10 years! She brought this t-shirt of Cora's to me and was obviously asking me to put it on her. After I slipped it over her head she had the proudest look on her little face. It was so cute watching her run around in this t-shirt dress. Thankfully, Cora thinks it pretty cool having a little sister wearing her clothes at this point!
What else about Addie? She's 17 months old. (My semester ends on her 18 month birthday so I probably won't be thinking about making a blog post about her at that point, so we'll count this her 1 1/2 year update!) She LOVES milk. Oh my, she would drink milk and only milk all day if we let her.
She likes playing in the bath and especially likes having the water running a little bit to play with the trickle from the faucet.
She is fast! She is not quite running but she moves quickly.
She would play with my car keys all day long if I let her.
She loves the idea of dogs, (more than any other animal) but is terrified by the real thing. Pictures are good for now!
She only has 8 teeth still. She's working on cutting 3 molars, though.
I gave her her first full hair cut last week! I think I did a good job, too :) I took an inch off the back, and trimmed around her ears and the hair that falls on her forehead. The easter egg pictures are before the cut; the t-shirt pic is after, but it's hard to tell.
Hard to say what her favorite food would be. She's not a great eater, like the other two kids were as toddlers. She's not picky, she just barely eats anything so I have to always remind myself to only give her a tiny bit to start out with. I can't say that there's any thing she refuses to eat, so that's good!
Friday, November 01, 2013
October 2013
I was a little surprised to see how few pictures I had taken during October, but as I was previewing them I realized that one reason for that is that the kids are just so busy! Addie is a sweet but busy little girl. A good description of this age/stage is "constant". It's always something...she's on the chair, she's on the table, she's wanting to play with my phone, my keys, my earrings (which I don't wear anymore because of that!). She's chasing Peter and trying to wrestle with him; she climbing on the toilet to reach the tooth brushes that I tried setting up high because she was constantly getting them off the counter and sucking on everyone's brushes...And all with a big smile! So, picking up a camera and getting a picture of anything isn't easy these days!
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| The Annual Scholarship Donors dinner was this month so we enjoyed a nice, adult meal and the opportunity to thank some of the people who are helping make Brad's seminary education possible. |
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| Autumn means Apples! And apple dumplings, yum! |
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| And apple cider donuts :) |
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| We welcomed new baby cousin/nephew Lucas on Oct. 5. He's so cute! |
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| Addie actually sat still long enough to capture a picture of her playing with out it being a blur! |
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| Cora and her classmates performed a reader's theater for parents. Her group read a traditional spanish nursery rhyme called "Los Pollitos Dicen" (The little chicks say) |
Thursday, October 10, 2013
Would I have picked you off the shelf?
I can't give credit to who said this...I was flipping through radio stations in the car a few weeks ago and listened to a short portion of a talk show. I think they were talking about family relationships on a Christian station. I don't really know.
But I can't get this phrase out of my head.
A while back I bought a shirt and took it home, cut off the tags, threw them away and hung it up in my closet. I loved the shirt in the store and couldn't wait to wear it to a special evening out in a few nights. Until I noticed the hole. There was a hole in my brand new shirt! The tags were out in the garbage dump by then, AND I couldn't find the receipt! I was stuck with this shirt. How unfair! It's brand new - I should be able to return it and get what I really want! And there are 30 more similar but flawless shirts on the store shelf, walking out the door to other patron's homes!
We live in a consumer-driven society. We like choice. Some of us like variety. Others of us like the same-old, same-old. But the truth is that we all like having the power to choose; the freedom to discern for ourselves what we think would be best for us. We don't want to be handed our destiny and told to live with it. Or worse, to like it. Assigned groups in school? No, thank you. Arranged marriages? Ha! No way!
On top of having the power to choose the big and small details of our life, don't we also enjoy being able to return damaged goods and get a refund or a replacement? Isn't it nice knowing that we can change our minds once we get home and decide that that shirt or pair of shoes doesn't actually fit very well, or the color wasn't quite what you thought it was while in the store? Isn't it empowering to discard the undesirable item and get all your investment back, and then continue to shop and find something better? Aren't product guarantees wonderful?
But what about people...The phrase keeps going through my head. "Would I have picked you off the shelf?" What happens when we think we do "pick" the people in our lives, and how do we react when we inevitably discover flaw after flaw? Do we treat people and relationships like merchandise? How should we look at the people God has placed in our lives (even the people we think we chose)?
I admit, I've been disappointed before. God had placed people in my life that, had he asked me, I initially would have said, "No, thanks, not them. That's not what I'm looking for, not what I want right now. They won't fit the bill." It's a good thing God doesn't often ask us.
The change came for me when I stopped thinking about what I was going to get (or not get) out of this relationship or how that person would (fail to) meet my needs. I was looking at people like how I go shopping: does it meet my needs? does it benefit me and bring me enjoyment?
At first I just stopped thinking like that. I stopped being disappointed and just accepted that our paths crossed (a lot) and, well...Oh well. It wasn't bad, by any means, just not exactly how I would have designed it myself.
Then I started seeing that they might have actually felt the same way about me. Maybe they met me and thought, "I sure wouldn't have picked her off the shelf." But there we were, putting up with each other.
Then I opened up to the possibility that maybe God put me in their life for their benefit, for some obscure way that I might actually meet a need for them.
Or...(more likely) for this sole humbling purpose: my own growth.
In the end things were good. It turned into a friendship. Best friends? Life-long? Maybe not. But worth it.
So when I heard the woman on the radio say that we consumerists assess people like we do merchandise, I knew what she was talking about. It was a good reminder.
Let's change that question from "Would I have picked you off the shelf?" to "Maybe God has something up his sleeve when crossing our paths?"
But I can't get this phrase out of my head.
A while back I bought a shirt and took it home, cut off the tags, threw them away and hung it up in my closet. I loved the shirt in the store and couldn't wait to wear it to a special evening out in a few nights. Until I noticed the hole. There was a hole in my brand new shirt! The tags were out in the garbage dump by then, AND I couldn't find the receipt! I was stuck with this shirt. How unfair! It's brand new - I should be able to return it and get what I really want! And there are 30 more similar but flawless shirts on the store shelf, walking out the door to other patron's homes!
We live in a consumer-driven society. We like choice. Some of us like variety. Others of us like the same-old, same-old. But the truth is that we all like having the power to choose; the freedom to discern for ourselves what we think would be best for us. We don't want to be handed our destiny and told to live with it. Or worse, to like it. Assigned groups in school? No, thank you. Arranged marriages? Ha! No way!
On top of having the power to choose the big and small details of our life, don't we also enjoy being able to return damaged goods and get a refund or a replacement? Isn't it nice knowing that we can change our minds once we get home and decide that that shirt or pair of shoes doesn't actually fit very well, or the color wasn't quite what you thought it was while in the store? Isn't it empowering to discard the undesirable item and get all your investment back, and then continue to shop and find something better? Aren't product guarantees wonderful?
But what about people...The phrase keeps going through my head. "Would I have picked you off the shelf?" What happens when we think we do "pick" the people in our lives, and how do we react when we inevitably discover flaw after flaw? Do we treat people and relationships like merchandise? How should we look at the people God has placed in our lives (even the people we think we chose)?
I admit, I've been disappointed before. God had placed people in my life that, had he asked me, I initially would have said, "No, thanks, not them. That's not what I'm looking for, not what I want right now. They won't fit the bill." It's a good thing God doesn't often ask us.
The change came for me when I stopped thinking about what I was going to get (or not get) out of this relationship or how that person would (fail to) meet my needs. I was looking at people like how I go shopping: does it meet my needs? does it benefit me and bring me enjoyment?
At first I just stopped thinking like that. I stopped being disappointed and just accepted that our paths crossed (a lot) and, well...Oh well. It wasn't bad, by any means, just not exactly how I would have designed it myself.
Then I started seeing that they might have actually felt the same way about me. Maybe they met me and thought, "I sure wouldn't have picked her off the shelf." But there we were, putting up with each other.
Then I opened up to the possibility that maybe God put me in their life for their benefit, for some obscure way that I might actually meet a need for them.
Or...(more likely) for this sole humbling purpose: my own growth.
In the end things were good. It turned into a friendship. Best friends? Life-long? Maybe not. But worth it.
So when I heard the woman on the radio say that we consumerists assess people like we do merchandise, I knew what she was talking about. It was a good reminder.
Let's change that question from "Would I have picked you off the shelf?" to "Maybe God has something up his sleeve when crossing our paths?"
Thursday, September 26, 2013
A Happy 4 year old Birthday Boy
It was all about our birthday boy last week! We played classic preschool games with a few of his friends like "Hide-and-seek", "Duck, duck, goose" and "Freeze Tag".
Chocolate cake with chocolate frosting was his choice. Oh yes, and chocolate ice cream!
Thank you to everyone who helped him feel special on his birthday! Cards, phone calls, gifts!
He's getting so tall! Look at him stand there so seriously. :)
Seeing as how 90% of the time Peter spends with toys is spend playing with race cars and monster trucks, we thought it'd be a fun way to celebrate by taking him for his first go-cart ride. He loved it!
Scooping, dumping, scraping lentils.
Happy 4th Birthday to our little man! It gives us so much joy to celebrate you! We are so thankful that you're in our family, that you are healthy and growing into such a fun boy. Thank you, God, for Peter!
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