"Whether, then, you eat or drink or whatever you do, do all to the glory of GOD." 1 Corinthians 10:31
Friday, April 18, 2014
Spring Cleaning.
I don't know if y'all will think that it's strange posting on cleaning your house, but it is something that we do everyday, and it's a pretty amazing thing. I love it. I truly, truly do. Spring has come, and so deep cleaning has come around too. (I think it's interesting that we would have something such as "spring cleaning" when in reality, we deep clean a whole lot more than just in the spring. --or, I would hope we do. :)) Since our lovely little boys contribute to most of the dirt smudges, spills, and foot prints on our floor, it's only fair, right, and beautiful that they should clean it up. Though, in reality, it would be done much faster and efficiently to just do it yourself, but building character is important. These boys will know how to mop a floor. And, not be the least bit ashamed. (their future wives will be thankful. :))
I made quite the event of it actually. It was just the boys and I at home at the time, so we. had. a. party. (a cleaning party, yes, but still...) I got them all in swimming trunks, armed them with a scrubber, and let them have at it. We had our loud music on, which was drowned by the laughter. They had the time of their lives! Evidence of boys enjoying household chores--here:
They got pretty silly with stunts, and competitions. But of course. If they didn't want to compete...I'd be a little worried there.
I threw all of the chairs, and benches...and basically anything I could into the mayhem. They scrubbed those things down! Complete washroom, right here.
Then I gave them towels to tie to their feet, and they had to walk around the whole room, until the floor was dry. They basically turned it into "tag" and exhibited much talent with the way they ran around the room with feet tied. It seriously made my day.
Jacob got smart..
This photo makes it...I'll be honest, actually look dirty still. --It's not! Trust me. This floor was crying for joy, it had never been so spotless.
Me and my best friends...I'll be honest: we don't look a picture, but we didn't care so much that we wouldn't take a picture. :) -Untangle that mess of words. (:
Onto that living room...
ALL of the furniture was moved, and piled into the middle of the room. Yes....it was a beautiful mess! The mess leading to cleanliness..
Raise your hand if the floor under your couch gets...uh, absolutely repulsive. Underneath the couch, is like our local lost and found. It's like digging up your potatoes...you never know what you might find...
Even if we do it once a week, the dust wants to crawl under there twice as fast, just to laugh at us. I'm sure of it. But, this thing is normal, folks. It happens, and everyone silently understands.Except me...I loudly understand. :)
That ends the cleaning photos. I just got too busy cleaning that I forgot to take more photos. :) How did that happen?...
I rewarded myself with the most amazing dessert in my life. (I think it's funny how people "reward" themselves after they have done something. It reminds me of rewarding a dog after he has done a trick. It's hilarious, and so normal. :)) Greek yogurt with honey, topped with granola, cranberries, raisins, dates, and figs. -I'm pretty sure they eat this in heaven. Because whenever I eat this, I fee like being a good person. :) -yes, yes I do.
Thus ends my beautiful post. Kids, cleaning, and yogurt. --they make me rapturous.
I made quite the event of it actually. It was just the boys and I at home at the time, so we. had. a. party. (a cleaning party, yes, but still...) I got them all in swimming trunks, armed them with a scrubber, and let them have at it. We had our loud music on, which was drowned by the laughter. They had the time of their lives! Evidence of boys enjoying household chores--here:
ALL of the furniture was moved, and piled into the middle of the room. Yes....it was a beautiful mess! The mess leading to cleanliness..
Even if we do it once a week, the dust wants to crawl under there twice as fast, just to laugh at us. I'm sure of it. But, this thing is normal, folks. It happens, and everyone silently understands.Except me...I loudly understand. :)
I rewarded myself with the most amazing dessert in my life. (I think it's funny how people "reward" themselves after they have done something. It reminds me of rewarding a dog after he has done a trick. It's hilarious, and so normal. :)) Greek yogurt with honey, topped with granola, cranberries, raisins, dates, and figs. -I'm pretty sure they eat this in heaven. Because whenever I eat this, I fee like being a good person. :) -yes, yes I do.
Thoughts at the moment.
The Lord blesses all of His people with a lovely life.In some way, shape or form. We are blessed. All we have to do is look around us. The sun is shining, or the rain is pouring. We are breathing, walking, talking, hearing, and smelling. -Most of which, aren't always the case with other people in the world. There is someone out there who can't see, and would give the world to see. And here you are. Reading. Seeing. You are experiencing one of the most amazing gifts man has. Isn't that a blessing? You can move. Imagine not moving. How terrible that would be. Most times, it takes removing those blessings for a while, to make you the most grateful for them. To realize how rich, you actually are. Most people are so poor, all they have is money. You are rich with sweet memories, and experiences. With children, or parents.
This is a perfect day to rejoice! Every day is. The only question is---- Are you?
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Saturday, February 22, 2014
Snow White Photoshoot.
First time for a snow photo-shoot here. I still have a lot to learn, and problems to pan out, but no one starts out as a pro. :) Everyone goes through that "learning" stage. (and actually never leaves it. ha ha) Since it was freezing cold (not that I couldn't handle it, of course..) I gave her one hour to get all of our shots. I looked at all of the snow, and how white it was, and thought..."hey! We should take a red apple with us to symbolize Snow White in the fairy tales, and how snowy and white it is outside." ---kind of cheesy? I don't know, but it was fun. -yes. Definitely fun. So, here are the photos. If you have any suggestions, or anything of that nature...please.
White.
Snow is surely the most enchanting, and magical thing. It's like a blanket of little white designs, coating the ground, and dancing in the air. Swirling, and twirling through the wind, to land gracefully on the ground, and sparkle in the light. Oh my days, isn't it the most marvelous thing! I love it!
I'm sure all of you have gotten some snow over the past month, and (if you're a snow person) have enjoyed it to it's fullest! It was like a winter wonderland over here. I don't know the final count of inches we received, (mainly because the children knocked down the snow on all surfaces..) but it was definitely over a foot high. Loveliness is it's name. Pure loveliness.
We had a pair of humming birds around here when the storm hit. The poor things didn't have any food, so we tried to thaw our feeder as much as possible for them. Even though it froze every ten minutes.
Sparkling in the sun. --what a glorious sight!
Snowball fights are a necessity when it snows like this. School was out for a couple of days, so the children took full advantage of these rare, winter-y white days.
Even though Alainna is a pretty tough girl, two boys against one girl is a little overpowering. :)
We were all thankful to have our John Deere to scrape the drive of all the snow.
Snowball fights--
Some may say they are cold, wet, and disagreeable little things, disturbing and most displeasing. When you get hit, you might cry, and feel the cold sting in your face...then sonter inside, and there remain, for the rest of the day. Now....that's fine. We all enjoy different things in life. But over here, snowball fights are how you prove yourself a man. (or a Koch, for that matter) It's a matter of aim, maneuvering, and strategy. When you get hit, that's not what your're thinking about. You're thinking only about hitting the other person twice as hard, and fast. It's war. It's a cold, ugly war.
His face....-oh! His face!
Felicity and Marcus had such a war.
She got nailed.
How did you spend these white, winter days?
I'm sure all of you have gotten some snow over the past month, and (if you're a snow person) have enjoyed it to it's fullest! It was like a winter wonderland over here. I don't know the final count of inches we received, (mainly because the children knocked down the snow on all surfaces..) but it was definitely over a foot high. Loveliness is it's name. Pure loveliness.
FORDS.
It does a person good.
Some may say they are cold, wet, and disagreeable little things, disturbing and most displeasing. When you get hit, you might cry, and feel the cold sting in your face...then sonter inside, and there remain, for the rest of the day. Now....that's fine. We all enjoy different things in life. But over here, snowball fights are how you prove yourself a man. (or a Koch, for that matter) It's a matter of aim, maneuvering, and strategy. When you get hit, that's not what your're thinking about. You're thinking only about hitting the other person twice as hard, and fast. It's war. It's a cold, ugly war.
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