After several days of cold weather, we had a gorgeous, warm day with sunlight streaming down. I looked at the stack of books, the to do list, and the laundry. I did what had to be done.
I sent the children out to run, climb, hike, explore, and enjoy that beautiful morning. They ventured into the woods, they rode bikes, and then they were really quiet. Hmm, what were they up to?
Enjoying a moment or two of superhero action.
We enjoyed lunch, hit the books, checked off the list, and tackled the laundry. A day fully seized.
Each year, November brings the Birthday Rush! We have several birthdays in November and Martha brings up the rear in December. Great amounts of cake are consumed in November!
Caleb turned twelve this year. Hard to believe how he has grown and matured. He loves working with his dad, fixing things and reading. And reading some more. And reading even more. It can be challenging to find books that are adventurous and engaging.
This year I was able to surprise him with seven great reads. The Boy Colonel and Brothers at Arms by John J. Horn and the last five books of the Kingdom Series by Chuck Black. It is possible that he is almost done with the books. He is already passing them to Bekah and Mary to enjoy.
Sam, aka Super Sam, turned four. However, if you ask him he may say “five”. He gets ahead of himself. Sam is all boy, all the time. His energy knows no bounds. From the moment he gets up until he crashes in bed, Sam is on the move.
He was thrilled to get a blue pick up truck to add to his Hot Wheels collection. I’m not sure anything topped his own personal bag of M&Ms and a Superman Cup. He was a gentleman and shared the M&Ms with his partners in crime (the younger girls).
I love my boys!!! Life is never too boring or too clean. *wink*
Happy Birthday, Caleb and Sam!
Or we could call it Life is Good.
As I am entering the end of the “review year” for the Crew, I should really be posting my final reviews. It would be the responsible, productive, and smart choice.
Sam ~ All boy. All the time.
Today, I have been responsible and productive and hopefully made a smart choice or two. Tonight, however, I am in a thoughtful and reflective mood. This almost always means rambling thoughts.
My girls hard at work.
Life is good. Simple. Beautiful. Glorious. That doesn’t mean my laundry has disappeared or the days of whining are over in my home. Life is good means that I have laughter in my days. I have beautiful, healthy children. I have the freedom to open my Bible.
Life is good. Sweet. Fulfilling. Abundant. I get goodnight hugs – eight of them. I have cookies waiting for me in the kitchen. I have a yard full of beautiful trees with leaves floating down.
Imagination – sheep, cows, river…
Life is good. I am saved by grace. I have been called by name and redeemed. I am forgiven.
Life is good. Perfect? Nope. But it is good.