Y'all know my passion for adoption. This is one of the most beautiful videos I have seen. I truly pray that God will bring me and Captain Daddy's heart together, one way or the other, regarding adoption (again). Break out the tissues!!!!
Monday, April 19, 2010
Today is Monday, the beginning of a brand new week. Ever since I began following “A Place Called Simplicity”, I became intrigued with the idea of a Memorial Box. You may wonder, “What exactly is a Memorial Box anyway?” You can read read about Memorial Boxes here.
I have since been reflecting on all of the things that God has done in my life. It is pretty amazing to see His hand on so much of my life. I also realize that it is much easier to “see” the big things He does in your life. But what about the little stuff? God provides so much for me in so many ways; in ways that could go un-noticed if you don’t look for Him.
Now, I realize that this may not be the typical Memorial Box Monday post. But I think just as it is important to remember and pass along to others the greatness of God in the big things, it is often the small things that help to get us through everyday.
The Princess is coming to the end of the year in Preschool. I am homeschooling The Queen and Godzilla (did you know that?). The Preschool has a dress code; our home school's dress code is more much more relaxed. The Princess is required to wear closed-toed shoes. Now this is a hard thing for my flip-flop wearing beach girl. So when The Princess goes to Preschool it is always an ordeal trying to find her shoes and socks as we rush out the door. This problem is exasperated by the fact that the shoes and socks are often taken off any place in the house or our vehicle, so they are never where they are supposed to be. One shoe and sock may be in the vehicle, the other shoe/sock could be by the swing set. As I find the socks around I put them in the laundry basket to wash. This often ends up with many unmatched socks! Good thing my girls think wearing two different socks is a cool thing!
Just a few of our unmatched socks. Where do they go?
So, I made a comment to my friend that as soon as Preschool was over I am throwing out every sock in the sock drawer. It is bare feet and flip-flops from the end of school on! I am so tired of trying to find a matching pair of socks!
Yesterday at church, a dear friend of mine came up to me. She tells me she has something for the girls. She had bought a big pack of socks for her tween-age daughter, but she purchased the wrong sized socks. She had a bag of brand-new, perfectly matched socks! For us. For my girls. They are exactly the girls’ size.
This morning as I easily found and put on a pair of socks on The Princess I thought how God cares about everything in our lives. The smallest details. The unmatched socks. If we let the unmatched socks get to us, it will lead to frustration; placing blame on others for not taking care of their socks; which can lead to anger; and hurt feelings.
So today I am thankful for my sweet friend who thought to give us a bag of socks. I am thankful to remember that God is in my life and that He cares about smallest details. That He wants to meet my needs, no matter how insignificant. That He wants me to come to Him for my needs, no matter how trivial they may seem.
My Memorial Box
For my Memorial Box I am going to place a small, unmatched sock.
It’s the little stuff that I don’t want to forget.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Way back, many years ago when Godzilla was a toddler and Big Tuna wasn’t so big, a friend of mine introduced me to Build-A-Bear Workshop. I met my friend Diane when she was pregnant with her first child and Big Tuna was 2 or 3 years old. When our children were younger we would got together fairly often for play dates and coffee. What started out as a special day trip one spring break, turned into a tradition for us. We planned a day outing with our kids to Myrtle Beach to go to Ripley’s aquarium and to play putt-putt golf. While visiting MB my friend suggested we go to the BABW store. I had never heard of it and it really didn’t sound too interesting to me, but what the heck. Anyway, we all had such a great time at BABW that it became a regular fall and spring break tradition. We have had some great times over the years on these trips. But, as the children got older we couldn’t coordinate our schedules to make the trip. Our last trip was probably about 5 years ago. How I missed those days.
A few weeks ago my friend emails me to see if I wanted to make a trek to BABW to make the new Easter Bunny. Tempting. The girls had never been to BABW. After more thought and schedule tweaking, we decided to make the 2-hour trip just to BABW.
We had a blast! Godzilla decided that he needed to show his little sisters how BABW works so he went along with us. After much deliberation, Godzilla chose a Spinosaurus from the Build-A-Dino (BADW) side of the store. The Queen selected a pre-made, petite, baby lamb. The Princess went back and forth from the BABW side to the BADW side. Finally, The Princess selected a pink Apatosaurus.
Making a wish on the heart.
More of the “stuffing” ritual.
No, that wouldn’t be MY bear being stuffed because I am not a child and don’t need stuffed animals. No, not me!
I L-O-V-E my Pinkalicious!
I love my little Lambie!
The Queen liked the air bath and wished that’s how she took baths at home.
All the way home, The Princess kept saying how much fun she had at BABW. I think the BABW tradition will continue. I don’t know what I am going to do with all the BABW animals that we have collected over the years and what is yet to come in the future. Maybe a BABW Zoo?
Sunday, April 4, 2010
It’s been a busy and beautiful weekend. Spring is really here. Besides the warm (finally!) weather, spring is evident in my watery eyes and sneezing episodes that Zyrtec can’t even touch. But mostly it is evident when there is a new baby on the block. Yes!
Do you see her? Our friend’s horse had a baby last week. It has been a long anticipated event. On Friday me and the girls went over to meet the new filly.
The mama is a gentle horse and her baby is pretty calm. We were able to get in and pet her. After she became used to our presence she became quite curious about the little girls in her pen. She kept coming up and sniffing/muzzling us. Then she wanted to play and would circle around us like she wanted to play tag. It was so cute.
Saturday was our church’s annual picnic/Easter egg hunt. We have it at a local park and it is always a good time. Our church is small, so there is always a lot of eggs to be found. We even have a section just for the adults. I think they enjoy it as much if not more than the kiddos.
This year my children were all in different age groups which made it hard to take photos.
Getting ready for the hunt.
Big Tuna and Captain Daddy helped grill the hot dogs and hamburgers for the lunch.
Big Tuna. Isn’t he handsome?
I accompanied The Queen to her section. A friend of ours, Mrs. K, is adopting a beautiful little girl from China. We can hardly wait to have another China Cousin to play with. Anyway, since she needed some practice, she escorted The Princess to her area. By the way, The Princess a-d-o-r-e-s Mrs. K.
The hunt begins!
Let’s just cut to the chase and see what goodies are in here!
Yep, a good time was had by all.