July 23, 2008

The Park {Part II}

Evenings like this don't happen during the summer for our family... at least not that I can ever remember, so when Ian said "sure... yeah, I can do that" I jumped for joy. There was one stipulation though... "You can NOT wear that ridiculous hat ... seriously, where did you get it... it's ...?" *roll of eyes* {my idea of a stylish cowboy hat & his are not even close to the same}. So, I removed it and instead wore his 2nd least favorite hat of mine - my EOU visor. *Grin*

I'm used to being the Lone Ranger, managing to snap photos, eat, wrangle my kids, and visit at the same time, and to have my husband along for the fun was the icing on the cake. The BBQ, the visiting, the laughter, the swings, the slide, the excitement over bark, and yes, even the huge fit that was thrown as we left ... each and every moment of our 2 hours with friends ... they will be something I will treasure for a long, long time.... and really, I know Ian will too.











July 22, 2008

The Park {Part I}.





We're Workin' Hard Mom, Workin' Hard.










There are times when I wonder what in the world I ever did before I had boys... well, before I had Mason. Mack just seems to go with the flow, but Mason, he's definitely one of a kind. He's up at the crack of dawn, insisting that he has to wear jeans like Daddy, and struggles pulling on two pairs of socks (because Daddy does). His boots are worn out, and I mean worn out and his faithful friend "Whitey" can never, ever be left behind. Whitey is now gray with grease spots and tattered with tears, but is Mason's constant companion.

This morning he headed to the door, quickly turned around and said "you gotta fix us a lunch mom... with sandwiches... um... cus we're workin' hard." And off he went, out to the shop to roll the jack under his Gator and "fix" something I'm sure.

Is this behavior unique to my 3 year old? I'm not sure. But I do know that God has given my strong willed boy a love for work and a love for life. He lives for driving the swather, baling straw, changing water, and fixin' anything and everything in sight... and most of the time he would rather work than play. I get frustrated at times because he has absolutely no clue that he is 3 and not 30, and when he isn't cut out for the job, his world comes to an absolute melt-down halt... which is a "not-so-fun" experience for this mom.

Mason is a mover. His energy level is HIGH all the time. And someday, when he's got a boy of his own, I'm going to smile and pull his wife aside and say " God has not given you more than you can handle... He hasn't... be patient, be firm, and learn how to laugh because you're in for the adventure of a lifetime."

Mason- I promise to love you for each and every thing that makes you "YOU." I will try my hardest, with the help of God, to give you boundaries, to show you love, and to let you become the young man that He has created you to be. Please know that I'm not perfect. My patience runs thin, I have a tendency to over-react when I'm tired, and I'm still learning how to be the mom of a strong-willed, adventure seeking, hard working boy. You are my joy. You are my pride. And no matter how many struggles we have, I know, with all my heart and soul, that it will be worth it in the end.

July 20, 2008

Come To Your Senses

How does a clean, picked-up, cozy room can turn into a war zone in a matter of minutes? Toys, tears, spilled juice, grease spots from the bottom of boots, fruit loops scattered from here to there, and newspapers that were once stacked nicely are now looking like they've just been ejected from the shredder we don't have? There may still be a smelly candle burning and some music playing from the radio, but aside from that, life doesn't look so great.

My camera and I had intentions of taking amazing pictures yesterday, and then after viewing them on the computer, I can proudly say there are a couple, but somehow the idea of this great day at the mountain pasture with Karl turned into something else. It consisted of a short {way too short} nap, hot kids, a cranky mom, spilled juice, lots of dirt, a snake, and a somewhat oblivious dad who loves to fish. At one point, I found it easier to strip Mack, give Mason the dead Ipod and let him "pretend" to jam out to Ian Tyson and Tim McGraw, roll the windows down, and just sit in the pickup and watch my husband in his element. The days of spending the day riding the 4 wheeler to the "perfect" hole, taking and actually reading a good book, hiking around the creek bank and searching for those perfect flowers to take pictures of... those are gone for now... not forever, but at least for a few more years. Karl, who is a 40 year old version of Ian, could sense my frustration with the situation and decided that the ponds would probably be an easier place to manage the kids. He saw my tired eyes, he heard my cranky voice, and he helped my husband come to his senses. :)

Senses are an amazing thing. They bring the most amazing things to life with their beauty, their taste, their smell, their touch, their sound. On our lazy day in the mountains, I was reminded of these wonderful things that really make life what it is. I mean really, would I know the beauty of a flower, or the sound of the wind whistling through the timber, or the smell of "fresh mountain air," or even the feel of the cool water splashing over my toes in the river without the senses that I've come to somewhat take for granted?

































I dare you to enjoy the "senses" of the day to day things... even the not so fun moments ... and when you least expect it, God will reveal something new to you. Really, He will. It may not be what you were expecting, but it will make you think & may even change you a bit.

** Thanks for the fun comments on "Come Take A Walk With Me" ... they made this freckled, blessed & loved girl smile!

July 19, 2008

The Adventures Continue...

and this time with the boys from Finding Great Adventure!! What a great way to spend a warm summer evening.

Lots of laughter.
Lots of "crazy moves."
Lots of water.
Lots of adventure!











Feelin' ...

Funky.

Feelin' Fine.

Feelin' Groovy all the time!



Things are looking up today - Praise Jesus!

Come Take A Walk With Me...

The Directions:

1. Leave a comment on my blog. In the comment, recall one memory that you and I have had together. It doesn't matter if you know me a little or a lot, anything you remember!

2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you.

Angela, Kristie, Michelle, and Nicole just did this and I thought it looked like a fun way to hear a lot of good memories.

So join in on the fun... whether you "blog" or not. :)

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