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Thankful 365 – April 2018

I have been working on this little project since the first of the year and here is Thankful 365 for April.  This was an idea that I saw and decided to try it out for myself.  In order to cultivate a grateful spirit I have written one positive and specific thought for each day.  This will be for an entire year but I will post it at the end of each month.


 

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April 1- Easter. Thank you Jesus for your sacrifice

April 2- Gardening. Set my first plants in the ground TODAY. Ah, blessed dirt!

April 3- Gardening

April 4 – My doctor! She is pretty awesome.

April 5- Care group- they’re my tribe!


April 6- It’s Friday and its been a long week. FriYAY!

April 7- My husband took 2 out of town calls that kinda ate up our Saturday but I’m glad that my son had a job to do to keep him busy and productive. The girls and I spent the day cleaning so we made the most of a rainy Saturday.

April 8- I’m thankful for wonderful church services that change lives for the better!

April 9- It was a crazy busy day but I’m thankful I had energy for it. I may not have much left but I got through today and made a big pot of chili for a cozy comfort food. Yum!

April 10- My dog. She was at the vet and we missed her. Its good to have her home.


April 11- My seedlings have sprouted!

April 12- My husband. Its his birthday today and I’m thankful for him. And for seeing friends who came just to wish my man a happy birthday 🎂

April 13- I’m thankful for a day off. I was not at my best but a rainy restful day was just the thing.

April 14- lazy Saturday. And we hired out cleaning the chicken coop! Nice!

April 15- Had fun with my bus kids. Love those babies!


April 16- Monday workday. Gettin’ stuff done!

April 17-My husband! He loves me enough to buy me treats when I’m crabby #lovehim #hesakeeper #scottiedoglicorice

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These little puppies are sooo cute and tasty!

April 18- Bert and Ernie! Not the Muppets, our new cows!

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These guys. They are cute but come fall they will be huge. They certainly round out the farm! #hennekefarm

April 19- Care group…my sides still ache!

April 20-It’s Friday!

April 21-We were go getters today! So much done! Whew!

April 22- I’m glad we had a relatively quiet Sunday. Sometimes its hopping and a bit too busy for me.

April 23- Thankful for tea today

April 24- Got to show the animals off to a friend today. Their autistic son loved them! It made me happy that he was so taken with them and enjoyed being outside.

April 25- Today I realized that it is entirely possible that I could have ended up childless. I have 3 kids but after a visit to the doctor I fully realized that had I not had children at a younger age time simply would have run out for them. I had a very small window and I took it. I’m so thankful I did!


April 26- Its Thursday and I’m tired but I’m glad to be tired for a reason. I have a family a home and work to do

April 27 – Field trip! And flying with the Young Eagles program!Free flight for kids 8-18

April 28- Blood screening and church clean up and a NAP! Busy but happy day

April 29- Church. My resting place.

April 30- My amazing nephew who turned 16 today!


It was a busy month and as I look into summer it will only get busier.  There is just so much that I am thankful for and it increases daily!

 

Looking for the good and wishing you the best!

Veronica

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The Storyteller In All Of Us

“Tell me a story,

Tell me a story,

Tell me a story and then I’ll go to bed.

You promised me,

You said you would,

You better give in,

‘Cause I’ve been good.

Tell me a story and then I’ll go to bed.” – Raffi

I have found that we all tell stories even if some of us do it unconsciously.  We have all heard the child who in excruciating detail gives this mother the account of his recent bruise or scrape.  How about the mother of a newborn relating the latest development of her little darling.  Maybe the guy who has just bought a sweet new ride. Oh yeah, we’ve heard some of those!  Is granny giving you the rundown on her recent surgery or maybe it’s couponing bragging rights that have their moment of glory.

Whatever the topic I think we can all say we have been the story teller a time or two in our lives.  It’s a human thing- we want to share the details and have our friends in rapt attention for our little moment. It’s also a heritage.  Long before the written word oral stories kept traditions and cultures alive.  We have a sense of belonging when our stories are listened to and passed on.

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My pastor tells stories as he preaches and I love to listen to them.  He says that Jesus told stories (parables) and it worked pretty well for Him!  I have to agree.  I always have fun at church when he is preaching.

I began telling stories to my children whenever we were out without a book and they needed a quiet moment.  It’s strange that I never considered it a thing – it was just natural.  We are a TV free family and that can pose some challenges on the entertainment front.  We cannot pack a library when we travel and when the kids were small no audio book was going to hold their attention.  I became the master of voice inflection, turning myself into a crotchety old woman or a chattering blue bird who sang as he flew.  We had one infamous story about a dog who blew bubbles out the wrong end.  If I can remember it all I will write it down for you.  It was highly requested during the early school age years.  Another one told the tale of a wayward elderly couple setting off on vacation only to misunderstand their way across America one speed bump at a time.  Again, if I could only remember it all!

When I was in grade school a principal of a neighboring school would take a day to tour around the area and tell stories.  He was a master! Old Russian folktales of houses with chicken feet sprang to live in my over active little mind.  I cannot tell you very much about the man himself.  It was as if he became a completely different person as he wove his tale.  He disappeared and only the story remained.  I remember being in complete awe and not being able to say a word when he got ready to leave our classroom.  My little brain couldn’t separate the man from the story and it jarred my senses to realize that it was all just fancy words floating through the air and that this was just a regular guy walking out to his car to go tell another batch of third graders another whopper.

I have made about a million goals for myself this year as I always do but I very much hope to capture a few stories in the near future.  I love to tell them and have the words float away but I’d like to nail them down now and then too.  How about you?  Do you have story waiting to be told?

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Monkey See, Monkey Do

The other day my little monkey surprised me. She sees me at the computer a lot. Research, homework helps, Googling anything I need or finding info on my latest project. She has taken to playing with the keyboard and pretending to “work” but the other day she wanted so badly to truly help me.

Girl 2 :”Mama, what’s your theme this week?”

Me: *distractedly making dinner* “Hmm?”

Girl 2 – *heavy sigh* “You know, your bus theme Mom. What are you going to teach? I want to look up your scriptures!”

(Insert pretty pleases and adorable smiles)

Me: *finally paying attention *….”You what?”

Girl 2: *getting impatient* “Mom! You know! What do you want me to look up for your bus lesson this week?”

Me:*crying/cheering a little inside* “Forgiveness honey, look up fogiveness.”

Aaagh! When did this happen? How did this being come to exist? She has followed my every move and knew my routine as if I had written her a schedule. Oh my, mamas! I almost missed the beauty of this moment! My baby doing a Bible search. For me. Wow!

How this girl copies me. How she loves that her mama is a teacher and planner. God help me to see these moments more clearly and to savor them. My dear sweet child, pray for your mama to be a good pattern for you to follow.

With love,

Veronica

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Here are a few of the reasons I am a mess Sunday mornings (and have lost a little hearing)

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Growth

The fuzz free boy holding one of our monster icicles

Yesterday was not a holiday and I was actually feeling pretty decent so off we went to Walmart for some post Christmas clearance. Seems we were not the only ones who had the same idea. Normally this is when I buy cards and treat bags as well as a few baking supplies and small gifts for birthdays and such. There, now you all know my secret.  Extra frugal tip: use a gift card that was gifted to you and then you can get a years worth of items for nothing! Hey, when you live on a budget you gotta pull every punch sometimes. Anyhow, I was cruising along and I made 2 purchases that kinda made me want to turn back time. I bought my son a shaving kit….and showed him how to use it. That peach fuzz kept getting fuller as the days went by. You are all welcome. Secondly,  I bought my youngest a bath set with deodorant. Yes, she is little but she is mighty….mighty stinky! So I’m reaching new mommy milestones every day as my kids grow ever close to the adults they were meant to be. Well, this house has fresh faced and clean smelling kids in it and I am forever grateful to be called their mother. Now if they would just quit wasting all the dish soap!

Happy Wednesday!

Extra little fun side note: those charcoal sheet masks are EXCELLENT for scaring your kids!

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Monkeys

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Yesterday we were coming home from Noah’s lesson and it has become my habit to “chore prep” in the car. Meaning, before we get home I’m outlining what needs to be accomplished that evening.  Yes, I’m a slave driver. I’m not sorry.

Anyhow, the chicken saga continues and even though they have granted us a handful of eggs we are still working on a solution. We made them an outdoor pen but that didn’t solve it.  That is the current project. My son has his own project and sometimes needs a helping hand.  Guess who? Yup, mama to the rescue.  It’s funny to me how the tables have turned.  Now I am trading and bargaining work with my son as we both are project people.  How fast the time goes!

Yesterday was a mellower evening for us and we spent the last hour of the day hanging out and telling jokes.  Always a favorite activity at our house.  We have had a lot of frustrating days but as my kids grow I find myself in a quandary.  At the baby stage I wished they could stay little.  I couldn’t wait for them to grow past that awkward not-a-toddler-anymore-but-still-ornery stage and now that 2/3 of my kids have left elementary school for good I am back to wanting to hold on but seeing the need for letting go. What is a mom to do?

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Proud

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An old picture of my silly girl in her “Proud Mil Kid” Shirt!

I have been absent from my dear little blog for a few days.  We have been in NC with my husband’s family.  I was blessed to be a part of my father in law’s memorial service.  I only wish someone could have recorded the military salute.  If you have never seen one you really should.  If you have never been much of a patriot it just might change your mind.  It’s an honor and we are so very proud to have been a part of a military family.

My girls and I sang “Tell Your Heart to Beat Again” and it was tough to get through it. I couldn’t look at my youngest as she would put her mic down every 5 seconds to wipe away her tears. I want to say again thank you to everyone who has prayed for our family.

I am thankful for the amazing things that have happened.  Isn’t it funny how hard things seem to draw you closer?  Anyhow, God is good to us and I am forever grateful for His mercies.

Lamentations 3:22-23 (KJV)

22 It is of the Lord‘s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.

23 They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.

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Raising Little Ladies

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I took this picture one day in early spring.  It was a quick kid photo shoot so I could update our pictures. Often we fail to get our own family pictures done (yes, my husband is a photographer) so I fill in the blanks with my own shots.

As I go back through photos this one always stands out to me.  My little girl peeks out at me and I see the woman she will become.  It is both a proud and frightening moment frozen in time. If I can do anything good for this gift of a child I hope to give her what I did not have.  I pray she is confident in herself and wise in her choices and that she puts God at the center of her life.

I know the time will come soon enough when the things I have taught her will have to stand on their own.  She will decide the direction of her life.  But for now I hope that the time I have with her will stand still just a little bit longer.

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The Mama Tribe

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Me and the crazies

One of the writing prompts was ‘parenting’.  Loaded topic if you ask me. No expert advice here but all my kids can cook and they have all appendages still attached.  I think that deserves a little bonus point right there.

If there is one thing I have learned it is that no kid is exactly like another.  Parenting needs to reflect that.  Of course standard safety rules apply.  Don’t run with knives, don’t talk to strangers, etc.  All safety aside, what I do with my kids may be polar opposite to your parenting style and vice versa.  You have to figure that parenting is much like a toddler’s appetite.  As long as you get the 5 major food groups into that kid over the course of a week it is not so imperative that they ingest them all in one meal. Same thing with parenting. When you are doing your best to raise a happy, healthy functioning adult that contributes to society you will have days when you do all the good things. You will have days when you mess up royally.  Over the course of a week’s time if  you get more good than not- you’re probably going in the right direction.

My kids do chores.  I love chores.  I really do.  I love working together and getting stuff done! My kids, not so much.  They will thank me later.  If you don’t have chores at your house you might have a cleaner house than mine because you have someone who is more detail oriented doing the cleaning.  My house is cleaned by kids.  You are welcome to visit anytime but please keep that thought in mind if you do.

We have animals and the kids feed them.  I feed the kids.  That’s the current system.  Once in a while they feed me.  It’s a pretty sweet deal. See, if you teach them to cook your house may be a disaster but they will want to practice and then you get a meal and they get life skills.  Then they can clean up during chore time.  It’s great. We are all winners!

Anyway, each to his own on this parenting gig.  I have seen kids who stay up with mom and dad until 12 every night.  They stagger into school and try to stay awake. I think “What is wrong with these parents!”… BUT, the kid is fed, well dressed and most importantly, LOVED.  I don’t dictate their bedtime. (although I wish I could on test day)

One of the things that kind of hurts my hear is to see kids that miss their parents.  Not because they are away but because they never see them.  When both mom and dad are working it’s tough to squeeze in time for those kids.  If I could I would change that too.

I am not perfect and neither are you.  Let’s just move forward from there. What works for one will not work for all so let’s  accept our differences. Being a mom is tough work.  It’s messy and thankless.  It has no glory or trophy.  Why do we have to make it harder on one another?  I vow to help a mom in need and to love my fellow mama.  We cannot walk in one another’s shoes but we can be more understanding.

Keep up the good work!

 

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Cold season

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A day when we were feeling frisky and fine- not today

Today I am a bit out of sorts.  There has been a bug going around and I was the lucky one to kick it off.  It has traveled through all the kids and it’s now on it’s second round. I am resisting for all I am worth.

Confession:  My daughter has been sharing her stash of library books and I have now on my third Sweet Valley High.  Yes, this is part of my get well program.  Chicken soup and not thinking too hard.  Thinking makes my head hurt when I have a cold.

I am an avid hand washer.  I use thieves oil.  I have a stash of lysol wipes in my classroom.  I have immunity boosting supplements in my desk.  I am not going down without a fight! And yet the sinus pressure is real.  Ugh, more vicks!

Another part of my resistance program is to nap as frequently as possible.  It seems to be working… wait, I’m not certain on that… better test that theory some more.

I have been getting outside for walks as well.  A good walk will help a lot of things.  Now that our weather is cooling we may not have the opportunity to hang out in the lovely out of doors much.  I had a problem with low vitamin D last year so I’m soaking up as much as I can now.

Ok, enough.  I’m overdue for my walk to the mailbox and I still have that nap theory to prove…

 

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These people…

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My little family Fall 2013

So here are four of the reasons I get up each day and face the world.  My sweeties.  I am so thankful for this group right here.  I want to forever be mindful of that.

How many times have I focused on the bad and not seen the good?  Oh, don’t answer that!  I caught myself the other day thinking murderously about how the children leave messes, don’t close the door, are needy, etc.  My mind was a swirl- not a good one.  I felt a small check and in my mind I could hear a voice saying.  “Your children are a blessing in so many ways”.  Thanks God.

Nobody else heard it but it came to my  mind as plainly as if it were spoken.  I love that.  I love that God cares.  He cares about our mommy hearts.  The part that worries and stresses over our babies.  He cares about our everyday needs. A decent shower and not being interrupted in the bathroom to name a couple.  He also cares about how we treat His gifts to us.  Our children.

When your mind is a mess of messes take a little time to reframe it. This is a continued effort in my world as some of us *ahem, ME!* are born with a natural skepticism.  Not always a helpful trait.

As we head into fall and enjoy the cooler temps and cozy fallish things I am going to make a concentrated effort to keep my eyes on the good.

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.

James 1:17