The days have been beautiful lately and nice and warm! It is so nice!
I felt like I needed to do something with the boys besides them playing outside with the neighbor kids. So, we went on a adventure, I really didn't know what I was going to do, but we bought some little garden spades and snacks. Then I told them about all he things they could do with a shovel. They had not thought of all the imaginary things that they could do, digging for a buried treasure, digging grave was what Paul came up with, planting a garden, and other fun things!
Our adventure took us out to April and Oscar's where they all got properly filthy! They were really happy though because they had a bag of snacks…….the best thing in the world! Hardboiled eggs, pretzels, and licorice! Anyhow, I just have to keep up with more idead for adventures. I think I am going to have them get a spot in the back yard ready to make a garden. Are any of you going to plant a garden this summer?
Have you heard stories of the italian pot of sauce? It seems to be like a pot of soup, where you put all the leftovers! Mine is fairly simple, I usually just use tomato puree, spices, garlic and onion and meat if I have it.
But I have heard tell of adding leftover meat, green, re, yellow peppers, and any other vegetabel that strikes your fancy.
Olives would be good, I suppose, but would you throw your leftover potatoes in?
Do you ever think about it?
I don't what it is about me, but I feel so deeply when I hear about it. It pains me inside when I had read about it. I shake my head when I read the stories of people who say it never happened. I get angry because I think of all the people who risked their lives when they were '”not involved” to save the Jewish people, the mothers like us. They risked not only their lives, but often their families lives also to save a child. Maybe just one, but was it worth it? I think to myself, “Would I have been able to do the same?” You read about the people like Corrie Ten Boom who lost almost all of her family members to save others. Diet Emans who lost her fiance and spent time in prison and only by a miracle escaped with her life.
Those are just two people I think of right off. There are thousands.
I remember listening to a radio program where they said in Isreal where the Holocaust rememberance is, there is a tree outside planted for every known Gentile that sacrificed to save the Jews. I cannot ever help but cry to hear of the children that were brutally killed. Maybe it is because I am half german?
I don't know, but I pray that someday if I have the opprotunity that I will be as willing to help others as these who have gone before us and not sing louder to block out the cries of the helpless as they pass in the trains.
This morning we had a school forum at MOPS. It was very interesting for all of us! One thing that the homeschool speaker had to say that I really enjoyed, was this thought. She said that we as mothers are like the builders of a cathedral. Sometimes the builders of a cathedral work on minute details that no one ever sees and they do it simply because God will see it.
That is the way we as mothers are, we do many things no one ever sees. The owies we kiss, the diapers we change and the laundry that is dirty once again that we just washed.
But we have to remember that God sees our daily work with our children and although it may be hidden, later it will be a small person that may be as great as a cathedral, it may not be as great as that, but the work we do is important, whether anyone sees it or not.
I felt inspired by this statement and wanted to share it with you!
Fred got the car cleaned out, I greased the door and then he took it to the car wash. It looks better! I was feeling ashamed to drive around anymore! It is so nice to have a clean car. Things get really grimy here after awhile!
This morning we went for a long walk, about 3 miles, me and all the boys with some ladies from my MOPS group. That was nice although I was not in the most talkative mood so had a hard time coming up with things to say.
On the way home we stopped at Pizza hut to get the boys Book It coupons. When we went in the waitress told me they could have the buffet with those coupons so we all got the buffet for lunch and I paid $5.50 for it and Tony and I ate! I was just going to get salad, but for $2 more Tony got pizza and they got all the pizza and breadsticks they wanted besides salad. That was fun!
When we driving home I guess a dump truck had lost his load of rocks and dirt and it took them forever to clean it up. They backed up the highway near our house for a long time! They had fire trucks and all sorts of things out there trying to clean it up from brooms to machinary!
I have been making alot of muffins lately! I made these ones that are so good! They are all whole wheat so are healthy for you in that way, although they do have sugar and butter in them.
Also spray the muffine pans with a spray like pam. I find they turn out better.
3 c. flour
1 T baking powder
1/2 t. baking soda
1/2 t salt
10 T. butter (I have used oil also, you can use a little less. I do if I am doubling it, but we don't worry about fat so not always)
3/4 c. sugar ( you can cut this down depending on how sweet you want your muffins)
1 1/2 c. plain yogurt or 1 1/4 c. 2 % milk and 1/4 c. sour cream or you can use part buttermilk and part milk.
Mix dry ingredients together, then add butter, add eggs and milk, mix well, but just until mixed, it will be a little lumpy.
Bake at 375 for 20 min or until brown
I like to add chopped cranberries and cinnamon to mine. You can mix any kind of fruit into these like blue berries, cranberries, raspberries or other. You can add cinnamon, nutmeg, poppy seeds, lemon flavoring, carrots, raisins, grated apple, whatever you want.
I tend to have a thought when I hear this word “Run!!!!”
Isn't that awful?
I think it may be because of the some of the experiences I have had though. I really have a hard time going to church still. I always loved church. I loved going to church, going to sunday school, and listening to the preacher. I would get so dismayed when he preached things I could not understand and would sit in the chair and just wish he would just stay simple, for our sakes.
My sunday school teacher at that time taught me tons about the bible. He would go through the stories of the OT and would bring them alive. I saw Joseph as a real live person, not just a story.
Later in life when my parents quit going to church I would cry at night wishing to go. I would long to go, but didn't want to offend my dad by asking. When they allowed me to, I was so happy!
Now, it was not that my parents were not Christians, they just did not like the organized church and disagreed with things they believed, but not really what was being taught. We just stayed at home and sometimes sat down and sang, read bible, prayed and read through biographies and journals of preachers.
We read through John Wesley's journals and George Whitefield. Charles Finney was hard to handle, worse than the sermons! We discussed biographies of people like Dmitru Dudeman and others.
I have come to realize later we learned tons through these sessions even though they were not “church”.
Later when we belonged to a church group that evolved from our home group, I began to get burnt out because there were so many rules it stifled the true meaning of Christianity. Instead it was based on what how “non church like we could be” and other things like that.
I have to remember the good things about being in a house church setting and not forget there is good in everything!
I went shopping today, I have not taken the time to go through a store and actually think through all I needed.
I left all the boys at home doing chores and left for awhile. I did fairly well!
I got just about everything I need for awhile. It was just household basics.
I bought a air freshener for the boys bathroom, cleaner for the toilet, plastic sheet for the boys bed, pencil sharpener, pencils, new placemats for the table, kitchen washcloths, some crackers, noodles and jello and I don't remember what else!
Anyhow, it was a nice outing!
I have been busy trying to keep up with things. I wrote a long post in Word and then decided it sounded more like an article so I think I will save it. I also have been selling a whole lot of cookbooks I picked up, most of the ones I sold were doubles of ones I have. But I still have some left.
Last night I made Haystacks for dinner! I have not had them in awhile! I think I will have leftovers for lunch! Anyhow, just a real varied post!
you can have too many cookbooks? I bought a huge stack of cookbooks the other day at that booksale and decided I cannot keep them, but must sell them! I am afraid though, what if only the one I think I might like sell and the other ones don't?
I am sort of a cookbook or maybe, book addict. I am always adding more and more books to my collection and do I have time to read them all? No!
I realized that one of the books I own may be more of a collectors item than I thought. I have this old copy of Anne's house of Dreams First edition. I found one copy that sold for over $48! Mine is in good shape too. I am nervous about selling books that are worth something though as I am afraid I will sell it for too cheap.
I have gotten all sorts of amazed comments when people realize I have had all 4 of my boys at home.
Most of the comments are “I could never do it without drugs!”
I realized why one Tuesday morning.
I have not been to a hospital birth since my sister Miriam's birth I think. It was alot different than this one as it was in the hospital, yes, but with midwives.
My friend Natasha had asked me to help her through labor as a coach so thankfully she went into labor on a night when I was not babysitting. She wanted to labor at home for awhile before she went to the hospital.
I was just a bit amazed at the sterile surroundings, the lack of concern of privacy, the lack of concern of comfort, but more for protocol.
I suddenly realized why I hear alot of women say “I could never do it without drugs!” I do not think I could have either, having to lay on the bed not moving for 30 min, out of every 45. I know hospitals are different than this one, but really I had my eyes opened! <p. I have thought about becoming a doula, but wonder if I can be assertive enough. I think I can if I have a birth plan that says exactly what the mother wants!
Anyhow, that is what I have been busy with! I think I am still catching up on sleep.
Oh, she had a healthy baby boy!