Favorite Quotes

Favorite quotes from the past couple of weeks:

"Mommy, I love you , love you, so so so so so so much!"

Upon getting out of the bath, "Don't look at me Mom!  I've got nothin' but skin and hair on!"

Kayla writes me notes all the time.  There is usually a question, a yes/no box, and a section for comments.  One of them said, "Mom, can I please not do my math?  I am suffering!"

Didn't work.  

To his dad at the end of the day, "I am happy and content."

Awesome.

I hope we can all say that at the end of a day.

Vists with the Grandmas

The kids and I took a trip to visit my grandmothers Saturday.  I know having them around is a blessing in so many ways.

First we saw Grandma Pearl.  She didn't give me a smile in this picture!  But she actually was the most cheerful and chatty that she's been in a long time.

Then we went up to Grandma Lucy's.  Mom and Dad were there, too.

It was such a treat to see my cousin Crystal, too. It's been a while.  She's my oldest friend.  We were buddies as toddlers and little girls and teenagers.  Love her.

In this picture, it's Crystal, Aunt Donna, Grandma, Mom, and me.

T-Ball and Courage

"Mom, what do you think made Sammy decide to get out there?  Were you praying?"
"Sure was, Jack."
"Me, too."
Jack smiled.
Last night it was Sammy's first t-ball game.  And like his first practice, and second, he hit a wall he couldn't seem to climb.  Too many people.  Too much going on.  Feeling scared, nervous.  We saw that look all over him that said I'm not getting on that field and you can't make me.

And he didn't and we couldn't.
My heart ached watching his daddy siting with him, trying to encourage him out onto the field.
So the kids and I sat on the bleachers, watching and praying for this little guy to remember that God gave him courage before and to remember how much fun he had at practice.   For him to have courage again.  In my mind, praying for God to move Sammy's mountain.

It didn't look like God was going to move Sammy's mountain.  At least not to me.

One inning passed.
Half an inning passed.
Coaches smiled at Sam and tried to get him out there.
Nothing.  Or something?

I heard it.
So soft.
"Mom, could I play first base?"
I took his hand and off we went to find Coach and of course Coach said "You want first base?  Come on out buddy."

Sammy played first base.  He went up to bat.  He played second base.  He got snacks with his team.
He was a happy guy at the end.

I think t-ball will be an ebenezer of sorts for Sam, and us.
A reminder of what God did for him.  A reminder to get back on our knees the next time t-ball or something else is hard.
Sammy says he knows God is bigger than his fears.
I say, "Thank you, Lord."

A Good (Grown-Up) Read

I don't know where Brian heard about this book, The Little Way of Ruthie Leming but he brought it home from the library, devoured it, and passed it to me.  This is one of those books that left me standing in the kitchen, turning the ground beef with a spoon in my right hand and holding the book with my left- cramming in any reading time I could.

It's the true story of  the author, Rod, who grows up in small-town Louisiana and leaves as soon as he is able to see the world.  His sister Ruthie stays.  She gets sick with lung cancer and he watches the ways of the town as it rallies around her and her family.   Rod gives a revealing, honest view into their struggles, choices, and the fruit, both good and bad, from them.

Read it.  It will tug at your heart, for sure.

A Flash

I thought I saw it one day.
Just a flash of a bigger boy but then it was gone and I thought to myself, "No, not yet."
But a few days later I saw it again.
And again.

 

That little boy's barely six-year old face.  Getting a little longer, losing the last of the toddler cheeks.
Looking more like a big boy now.

One who can read and loves to play ball.

The same one, though, who still wants to sit in my lap and lean his head on my shoulder for a story.  The one who still wants me to hold him when he gets hurt or when he's mad at his brother.

 

This boy who gets into all kinds of things when I'm not looking!

This business of watching them grow up is a mixed bag- it breaks my heart and fills it up, all at the same time.

French Bread for a Rainy Monday

It's a rainy Monday.  Maybe one of the last "cool" days of spring?  Here's hoping anyway!
Seems like a good reason to make bread to go along with chili for our dinner tonight.  I love making this Cool Rise French Bread, a recipe I got from our Charlotte cul-de-sac friend, Podso.

Hope you have a happy Monday!

Cool Rise French Bread

2 C flour
2 pkg. active dry yeast (or 2 1/2 Tb. loose)
1 Tb. Sugar
1 Tb. Salt
2 Tb. softened butter or margarine
2 1/4 cups hot tap water

Combine dry ingredients to blend and add the hot water and butter. Mix with electric beater on medium for two minutes. Add one cup flour and beat on high for one minute or thick and elastic. Scrape sides of bowl and gradually mix in enough flour (about 2 more cups) to form a soft dough that leaves the sides of the bowl. Turn out onto floured board, round to a ball, cover with plastic wrap and a towel on top. Let rest for 20 minutes.

Punch down and divide into two equal portions. Roll into approx. 8 x 15 in. rectangle. Roll up tightly like a jelly roll, beginning with the long side. Seal edge and tuck in and seal ends. Place on greased baking sheet, seam side down. Brush with oil and cover loosely with plastic wrap.

Refrigerate from two to 24 hours. Remove, uncover and let stand 10 minutes while preheating oven to 400. Brush gently with cold water and slash tops of loaves at two inch intervals. Bake for 30-40 minutes.

Linking to Read Aloud Thursdays

We have been into some really good books lately!  Both stem from a mother/daughter book club that Kayla and I are a part of through our library.  We've enjoyed it so much and have especially enjoyed the books!

A couple of months ago, we read Deborah Wile's Love, Ruby Lavender.  Kayla really enjoyed it so we picked up The Aurora County All-Stars by the same author to read aloud in the mornings.  Both books (plus a third) take place in the same fictional county, and some characters overlap.  Watching a highly anticipated little league game cross with a town pageant proves to be pretty entertaining. While this may not be a challenging read in some ways, it has brought lots of laughter along with a little Walt Whitman thrown in.  It has also provided good opportunities to talk about some life lessons like friendship, loss, and sacrifice.  So glad we found it!

At tonight's book club we will discuss Eleanor Estes' The Hundred Dresses.  We've read this one before but it is definitely worth rereading.  As Kayla and I have read this story of a poor girl who is made fun of by classmates, we've again had lots of opportunity to talk about what it looks like to love others, stand up for what's right, and to put yourself in someone else's shoes.  

Such a good story.

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