Loving a Life of Biblical Womanhood
At 5, Jeb is our absolute joy. I don’t say that to take anything away from our other children, but Jeb is just…joy. He is highly emotional and has a happy nature, which means he is almost always just bubbling over with happiness. A friend at church says often that she wishes she could capture his laugh and just have it throughout her day.
At 7, Scott is our middle child. He is also our miracle.
Born at 30 weeks, weighing in at 3 lbs. 5 oz., Scott is a testimony of God’s amazing grace, and the power of prayer. There should be a dozen things wrong with him, from poor eyesight to breathing issues. As it is, he is perfectly and wonderfully healthy as any 7-year-old boy out there.
Kaylee is one of the biggest blessings in my life.
I have often wondered “what if” — what if I went on to medical school, as was my plan (and my FULL college scholarship) instead of marrying her dad? What if? I never allow myself to consider any more, because the answer would always end the same: I wouldn’t have Kaylee.
My boys love gathering acorns on the walk to school. They both have acorns in almost every pocket of their backpacks, and there is no telling how many they’ve buried in our yard, hoping to grow a tree.
So, when I saw this snack, I couldn’t help but get the supplies needed to make it!
Pin ItThis is the first picture I ever posted of my Kaylee on this blog.
I’ve been blogging for over four years now, and it’s AMAZING the difference four years makes in the life of a child. From 12-16, there’s a transformation from little girl to young lady and such a gradual way that you have no idea that it’s happening. And yet, we go from this:
To this:
In less than 1600 days.
My initial first thought was, “Doesn’t she have a mother?”
Followed immediately by, “She’s been in school for 7 hours, and her butt cheek is still hanging out of her shorts?”
So, clearly, there’s a lack of adult guidance happening with this young woman, and many just like her. So, I’m going to step up and be the adult in your life. Here’s my public service message to you:
While I was in Las Vegas at the Romance Novel Convention, I had the pleasure of having dinner with the beautiful author Suzan Tisdale. We ate at a hibachi grill in the hotel where the convention was held. She had never used chopsticks before and I told her how I “trained” my kids to use them and promised her I would write a blog post about it.
This week, our family had the opportunity to go out with friends to — another hibachi grill! So, I was able to take advantage of my phone camera so I could show you what to do.
You need a small rubber band. Most restaurants with chopsticks are going to have rubber bands for this purpose, but we usually bring our own.
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I’d always feared that I would come against a giant and my faith would waiver. But, 7 years ago today, I faced a true test of my faith. Instead of waivering, instead of being afraid, instead of not trusting, my faith in God, my trust in God, and my peace grew. I blogged about it 3 years ago on the piece I wrote titled Peace That Passes Understanding.
This was our first family vacation that didn’t directly have to do with the military or visiting family that we’ve ever taken. We stayed in a condo on the north shore of Lake Pontchartrain in Louisiana. We live in central Kentucky, so we faced about an 11-hour drive to get there and we decided to break it into a 2-day trip. We packed a SERIOUS LOT of vacation into the days we were gone.
I’m not strict about turning things off on Saturdays. They don’t have time to do a lot during the school week, and on Sundays we only watch shows that are about God or The Bible. So, I tend to give them free reign on Saturdays. As summer approached, it became clear to me that the boys were anticipating every day during summer being like Saturdays. I realized I had to quell those thoughts.
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