Category Archives: Everyday Life

Making Mistakes

I have not been writing much lately. I have a hard time writing when I am stressed. Everything seems to come out negative or frustrated and I have a tendency to say things which just aren’t honest, valuable, or uplifting. I don’t shoot for all of those things in every post, but I try to at least find one– especially honest.

Life is stressful. Having someone’s life in your hands 24/7 ย is a big deal, especially someone tiny and sneaky who seems hell-bent on putting himself in the most danger possible. I find parenting so hard and sometimes I question whether or not I am really cut out for it. I get angry, frustrated, and tired often. I am weak and tell myself that I am not enough.

Last night, I was praying about that, and I wanted to share something that I wrote…

I ask God, “did I hear you wrong? Did you create me for this life?”ย 

I dare to question if I am capable, instead of resting on and seeking counsel in my creator, my husband’s creator, my children’s creator, my friends’ creator– the creator of all things and the author of all of our stories.ย 

I can tell God that I am not able. I can let go of any of my own weaknesses and my own strong will and instead ask him to work in me and through me.

I can chose to never be more than I am today. I can chose to “stay stuck” as a friend of mine would say. Or, I can chose to be more. Simon to Peter. Saul to Paul. They could have held on to their weaknesses and never grown into who Christ called them to be. Simon Peter could have given up and only been known for his denial of Christ, but instead he became the rock of the church. And Paul could have lived in guilt over his persecution of Christians, instead of sharing the gospel throughout the Roman empire. What would the church and the gospel be without Peter and Paul?

I am human. And it is okay for me to make mistakes. But, it is not okay for me to know myself by them and build my life around my mistakes.

So, I am choosing to be more. I am choosing to belong to a kingdom that is not of this world. I am choosing not to limit myself, but to let Christ renew and change me.

This is one of my favorite verses, and I know I’ve shared it a few times before, but I need to share it again.

But he said to me: “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. ” Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That’s why I delight in the weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.ย 2 Corinthians 12: 9-10

I can do all things through him who strengthens me. Philippians 4:13

Hugs, etc.

We spent most of our afternoon outside today. I don’t always bring my camera out, but as I watched the last photo unfold, I ran in to grab it. I am glad I did, because I love all these photos. The light was beautiful! And so are my kids. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Reed can hold back his feelings a bit, especially towards me and Lena, I think. As animated as he is, he doesn’t always let on that he loves us. I had been taking photos of Lena, and I said “hey, Reed, run over here and give Lena a hug!” I don’t think he would have hugged her if I hadn’t asked, but his love for her is so genuine.

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He’s 5.

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R walked into this one.

R and I talk a lot about giving G personal space. R just kind of runs by Gus and gives him a quick hug all the time. Gus doesn’t always like this. R went in for a hug.

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This time, Gus pulled back and shouted at R. R said, “he doesn’t want a hug, so I’ll give him a back rub instead.

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That was fun and fine by Gus.

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R hugged everyone tonight, after my initial suggestion that he hug Lena. I am not sure anyone else enjoyed it quite as much as L did, though.

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I love this girl.

Reed is such an entertainer and story teller. Even as a parent, I struggle to get a word in sometimes. But, I reminded myself a couple of times today that it matters so much to him that I listen… when he talks, it is my time to build him up and make him feel loved, important and heard. The more I genuinely listen, the stronger our relationship grows and the more he’ll keep talking as he gets older, right?

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For him, I feel like that is his most-needed gift– for someone to hear him. I do think listening to all kids is important, but it is #1 for him. (And no, I don’t normally have my camera out photographing it, but I have a feeling in 10 or 20 years, I will be glad I did it once!)

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He climbed up here to talk to me. I asked him to smile for a photo and he said “you have got to show that one to Papa!”

Lest you think our afternoon was perfect,
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We had some freak-outs, too.

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And the cuddles that come after freak-outs.

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And overall, it was a pretty great afternoon.

The Highlights

I need to write a real post, but I am just not feeling up for it lately. So how about I share some of my favorite photos instead? Sorry this post is so photo-heavy… and these are just the highlights. These photos go from newest to oldest.

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A seashell she found on one of our walks. Yes, we do live in Kansas. Did you know Kansas used to be an ocean? That is actually true, but I don’t think this shell has anything to do with that.

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Mr. Little Red Riding Hood, from one of our walks.

 

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The cuteness of this hair about did me in one morning.

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Climbing a tree. He was being a 3-toed sloth. He told me that I could try it, too. I told him I didn’t think I could, so he told me maybe when I’m older. He’s holding out hope that my upcoming birthday will be the start of my tree-climbing skills.

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My mom came to visit for a week. We all enjoyed her company, but she and Lena definitely have a special relationship.

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Jamming on a “guitar”.

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One of his newest loves, a rocking horse.

I think these photos speak volumes about Reed and Lena. They had just found some hair clips in a geocache.

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Fresh Air

I have not been so wonderful about taking my dogs and kids out on walks lately. But, the other morning I convinced myself of all of the reasons why it was a good idea– fresh air and sunshine, time spent, energy burned and we went. We dropped Reed off at school and we were off.

It was a rough morning. Worn down.

But, outside, it was a beautiful morning.

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I just needed quiet. To think. To be. And, I did not need to tell her. She was content to just be, too.

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He was quiet and happily restrained, too. Amazing. Feet up and ready to roll.

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Then they got in a head swinging contest.

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Love them.

Oh no, mommy

Gus picks a word or a phrase and practices it. A lot. His latest one is pretty cute… “ooooh noooo.” Sunday, we were giggling when he said “oooh nooo mommmmmyyyy.” Today, he followed me around for most of the day saying “oh no mom. oh no mama. oh no mama. oh no mom. oh no mom.” He uses it in context perfectly… throws something on the floor “Ooooooooh noooo, mom!”, but he also just likes to say it.

Today, we had some yummy after-school snacks. I asked Reed and Lena to each grab a napkin from the dining room for me to put their snack on. I didn’t bother with Gus, because, as anyone who has ever had a toddler knows, there’s no point. Instead, I handed him the peanut butter chocolately goodness and let him go for it. Well, he did not like this idea, and he found a paper towel on the floor and carried his snack around in that. Ewww, but I give him points for imitation.

Of course, that does not even come close to the top of the Eww chart for Gus.

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Neither does that. It’s just mud.

Boys.

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