Little Gardeners

As Spring arrives I get a little itch to plant and dig in the dirt. I have a dear friend who has allowed not only me, but also my three little diggers have a chance to get dirty since we don't have a yard to have a garden. I appreciate her desire to have the children involved in the process of preparing the garden and planting. On this visit, we got to pick up rocks and make the beds. The boys loved to help build up the beds with more dirt. We were awfully dirty by the time we got home, but nothing a good bath could not fix. We had so much fun. Hopefully soon we will be back over for planting.

Stephanie watching over the kids while they work. :)

Isaiah loved this blue shovel.

Micah liked to get down and dirty.

Josiah tried hard to stay on the path.

Isabel was helping me tie on the string.

Expanding Your Vocabulary

I am sure that every parent has memories of those words that are so precious when their children begin talking. Over the past few months, the boys language has exploded! They are surprising me with words that they can say everyday. I thought I might share a few that tug at my heart strings and I think may be adopted as part of our family dictionary, just incase you need interpreting next time you see us.

I'm Hungee (Hungry)

Nuggle Pees (Snuggle Please)

Flying Kites

The boys loved watching the kites at the Tulip Festival. They had some very large kites and some trick kites that entertained the boys. Today I feel the grace of God upon my life, so blessed to have a wonderful family and community that surround us with love and a God that forgives and loves beyond all measure. When my heart is full like today, I feel as though I am as one of these kites soaring in the clouds, spinning and twirling. Yet I have days that I feel like that trick kite that sometimes nose dives right into the ground, struggling to catch the wind again. It is in those moments that I must turn to my God, my rest, my help in times of need. He will lift me up high enough to catch the wind again and soar with the clouds once again.

Psalm 121

I lift up my eyes to the hills.

From where does my help come?

My help comes from the Lord,

who made heaven and earth.

He will not let your foot be moved;

He who keeps you will not slumber.

Behold, He who keeps Israel

will neither slumber nor sleep.

The Lord is your keeper;

the Lord is your shade on your right hand.

The sun shall not strike you by day,

nor the moon by night

The Lord will keep you from all evil

He will keep your life.

The Lord will keep

your going out and your coming in

from this time forth and forevermore.

Counting Daffodils

If you listen closely, you can hear Micah counting the daffodils.
"19...18...19...18" I would think it would seem like a giant task to a two year old, but when your counting doesn't have to make sense anyway, it is fun to do.