Our conversation this morning after playing in the back yard:
Kamrie: Mom? I think I'm going to pray that all of the bees and flies will die tonight.
Mom: Really? Did you know that bees are the ones that make honey? You wouldn't be able to have any more peanut butter and honey sandwiches if all of the bees die. And they help all of the flowers and trees grow.
After a long silence from Kamrie: What do the flies do?
After an even longer silence from mom: Nothing. I think I'll pray that all of the flies die tonight too.
"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
Marjorie Pay Hinckley
Marjorie Pay Hinckley
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Last summer Ryan and I planted a garden in our backyard, and we loved it. It was so nice to eat (and grill!) fresh produce every day, and the kids were more likely to eat veggies if they picked them themselves. Win win!
About a week ago I was teaching preschool and decided to take the girls outside for play time. While they were playing I noticed our long and skinny stretch of landscape by the driveway and thought, "Hey, this place gets full sun and looks like a perfect place for a second garden!" So, spontaneously acting upon my (at least what I thought at the time) brilliant plan, I put those awesome little 4 year olds to work removing rocks. How much time would it take to move a "few" rocks anyway, right....?
This picture was taken after a full weeks worth of time moving rocks and digging up roots to perfectly good bushes.
Never ending rocks, and it looks as if I haven't done a single thing! My two year old is in rock heaven. I, on the other hand, wouldn't mind if I never saw a rock again in my entire life.
Hopefully after a few more weeks of rock removal we will be able to plant the garden and enjoy a whole season filled with lots and lots of fresh produce. That's the plan anyway. For now, I am saying "see you later" spontaneity. I have some rocks to remove.
Posted by gassins at 4:55 PM
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Trying to keep two ACTIVE kiddos entertained indoors for the 8 month long Minnesota winters can be tricky and require a lot of creativity. This past creative idea of mine, however, was not one of my....let's say...better ideas.
I stripped my kids down, rolled out some butcher paper on the counter, poured some washable paint into separate plastic bowls, and gave my kids some paint brushes.
Whoops! After only a few minutes, things started to get a little out of hand. I started saying things like, "Please keep the paint ONLY on the paper" and "Tyler, please do NOT paint your hair." It was time to retreat to the bath.
I placed both kids in the bath and went to find a clean wash cloth. When I came back just a minute later, this is what I found:
Posted by gassins at 10:10 AM
I had just put the kids in their room for quiet time, and as I was walking up the stairs I saw THIS out my front window!!
Look at those guns!
There were police cars (and unmarked police cars) all over the road, and on my lawn!
Who knew my quiet neighbors were drug dealers???? YIKES!
Posted by gassins at 9:46 AM