He tells me his name is Jackers, but his nicker-name is Jonathon. Our first Tn baby turned 4 this month!! Born at home, into Daddy’s arms, we praise the Lord there were no complications. He is a sweet boy, loves his Momma, high-maintenance, not really rushing to keep up with the big boys, content to be a “little”, loves to antagonize Roo, especially loves to FISH!!! He says this was his “best birthday!” Spy gear, fishing pole, superman cape…. This day was filled with fun for this little guy!
We thank you for Your blessings
Almighty Lord and King.
We thank you for the harvest
Yes, Lord for everything.
For flowers that bloom in springtime
For ripening fruit and grain.
For all the precious sunshine
and for the precious rain.
Roo with ‘tude. She loves to reprimand others when we pray. She loves to raise her hands in praise when we sing the Doxology. She loves her baby, Sophia. She loves to stomp her feet and dance. She loves to carry her crazy kitty around. She loves to pray for everyone by name. She loves to boss everyone around. She loves to organize mama’s sewing pins. She doesn’t love to sleep in her own bed. She doesn’t love to sit in her high chair. She doesn’t love when mama speaks sternly to her. Her little lower lip trembles. We love our little darling Roo.
Our Charlotte waited so patiently for hours during youth hunt weekend. Only to be disappointed. She was happy for her brother and sister who both brought home deer, but was waiting with anticipation for her turn. Well her turn came the opening day of rifle season here in Henry County. Early in the morning I heard multiple shots go off and I thought “Oh No!! She must have missed!” But I was wrong, so wrong. A couple minutes later the phone rang and she let me know that she hit 3 deer and Daddy got 1! Hooray!! She is an excellent shot, I ought not to have doubted her So as you can imagine, the next couple days were spent processing all those deer. Tommy came home the next day, after just a couple minutes out, and brought home a 4 point buck as well. He has hit his limit of 2 bucks already this year, so it’s only doe for the rest of the season for him. Opening weekend is just coming to an end, and already our processing knives are smokin’!
Well, it’s seems I’ve been bitten again by the knitting bug. I just can’t resist all those cute little girlie patterns! Ruthie’s cardigan is finished, complete with blingy buttons. But she doesn’t like the buttons and tries to pull them off. I love the puffed sleeves and the dreamy aqua color. And this is soon to be a romper for the new babe. Everyone asks me “what is a romper?” It will be a one piece pants/jumper piece. Probably with ruffles on the bottom. See what I mean?… endless cuteness.
This blog post chronicles how this mom of many gained a bit of wisdom from the automated voice of Teaching Textbooks Math. Regarding school, and life in general I guess, it’s easy for me to get caught up in the teaching and instructing. I hammer information into those little skulls all day long it seems. But as I was overhearing my daughter do her math lesson the other day, it struck me what I was hearing. This automated voice, reassuring, encouraging, understanding.
“Happens to the best of us.”
“Better luck next time.”
“Good Job! Exactly right!”
“You’re doing awesome!”
What pleasant words to hear. Have I been forgetting to encourage as much as correct? Have I been blind to progress? Especially regarding something like math, that builds on itself everyday. Instead of letting my voice get louder and louder when a concept is not grasped, gentle encouragement..real compassion… soft reminders. That’s effective. Inwardly screaming “why don’t you get this!!!” is not helpful. Because I’m sure that attitude comes across loud and clear. So help me remember to be as gentle and kind as the computer…hey, I’m not above gleaning wisdom wherever it comes from.
While taking mama’s blood pressure…. “Are you always so relaxed? You are almost dead.”
We have been so blessed to be enjoying one of the most beautiful fall seasons I’ve experienced down south. Warm days to cool nights. Beautiful fall colors. Nature is so amazing. We have enjoyed time at the lake, walking in the woods, wading in the creeks. The children find all sorts of interesting branches, nuts, shells, leaves and mosses to examine. We are sitting in God’s classroom. Under His tutelage. Is there any better place or way to learn than by witnessing the wonder of His creation?