Fingerprint Friday

I was reminded by a friend today,
who lost her 24 year old son to cancer this year,
to slow down and enjoy my kids.

So, I'm taking her advise.
I let the two little boys help me make lunch.
And asked them to put stamps
on our Christmas cards.

I'm giving them extra smiles
And hugs.
And kisses.

Just trying to stop for a moment
and soak up the blessings.
John 1:16
From the fullness of His grace
we have all received one blessing after another.

Each week pamperingbeki hosts Fingerprint Friday and uses a song by Steven Curtis Chapman as a springboard. Join in. It's a great way to be reminded of God's presence.

Rentz Village

Don't ya wanna live there?

Fingerprint Friday

So thankful for the beautiful snow this week.
Love this time of year.
I truly am blessed.

This is the verse I thought of as soon as I took this photo:
from the last part of Psalm 23:5
my cup overflows.


Each week pamperingbeki hosts Fingerprint Friday and uses a song by Steven Curtis Chapman as a springboard. Join in. It's a great way to be reminded of God's presence.

Snow Boots

My boy.
Who is obsessed with what he wears to storytime.
Chose to wear snow boots today.
On the wrong feet.
With messy, staticy stocking cap hair.

I pointed it all out to him before we left.
He said he didn't care.

The mom I was 9 years ago
would have never let Brookelynn or Jake
out of the house like this.
The mom I am today
is lazier smarter.
And knows how and when to pick her battles.
There is snow on the ground afterall.

I've Said It Before

And I'm sure I'll say it again.

I love our place.

My Kid's Crafts

Ezra made a paper ornament at storytime last week.
The little hole for the string broke.
And it was squished in the bottom of the library bag
by the time we got home.
So he redesigned it and made a new one.
I put it on the tree.
He was so excited.

This was my Christmas present from Brookie last year.

Three little magnets she made herself.

She laminated them with scotch tape.

So cute!

It's snowy, sleety and cold today.

I have some pastry in the oven.

The boys are actually getting along.

They are wearing their snow boots

and whatever they are playing

requires my vacuum cleaner attachments.

And, sadly, in a little bit I have to leave my cozy home.

For a dentist appointment.

Just a cleaning.

But still.

Yuck.

The Weekend and Other Things

We had a great weekend.
Friday night.
Out with friends for supper.
Then to Target for a little Christmas shopping.
We had the kids with us.
So didn't get any of their's done.
But did get our niece and nephews'.

Saturday.
Made waffles for breakfast.
My waffle iron quit after making 3 waffles.
That's the 2nd waffle iron I've killed in our marriage.
Do they not last long?
Or do they not like me?
So we had waffle-pancakes.
Looked a little different than my usual pancakes.

We went to all the furniture stores in town.
To look for a bed for Jake.
And matresses for Brookelynn and Jake.
We didn't find anything for them really.
But we found a bedroom set for us.
Too bad we don't have the money.
We've only had used bedroom furniture.
Someday we'll have a nice, new bedroom set.
Maybe.

I just got interrupted to make breakfast for the little boys.
As I'm standing in the kitchen,
"making" breakfast
i.e. toasting bread
Ezzie and Jobie come crawling into the kitchen.
And Ezzie says to Jobie, in a low voice:
There's the giant that makes our stuff.

In the afternoon we dropped the kids off at Ryan's parents
and went on a rare afternoon date.
The community college where Ryan works

had a Christmas program.
Singing and dancing.
The lady sitting next to Ryan was entertaining.
She was performing her own concert half the time.
And clapping and yelling "Woohoo!" and "Yeah!"
throughout the show.
I couldn't look at Ryan because
I knew I would just start laughing.
And not be able to quit.

Then we picked up the two older kids
and took them to the basketball game at the college.
Love the little boys.
But it was nice and relaxing without them.

Sunday.
Church.
Where we heard a great message.
And had a super Sunday School lesson.
Then some time at my parents.
And a relaxing evening at home.
I don't remember having a whole weekend
to do what we want during this time of year.

Random picture by Ezzie.

Busy week ahead.
And next weekend?
Not so relaxing.