Let a man sanctify the Lord God in his heart and he can thereafter do no common act. All he does is good and acceptable to God through Jesus Christ. For such a man, living itself will be a priestly ministration. ~A.W. Tozer (from The Pursuit of God; last chapter "The Sacrament of Living")
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
July 3rd
We had the opportunity to go to a picnic hosted by a family we know. It was great fun with excellent historical readings and recitations of famous speeches and quotes of the founding fathers. There were also performances by several different families, including ours. We sang "
There was a fabulous game of soccer, in which, even completely inexperienced players like Aimee, Paul, and I had moments of glory. See pictures: Aimee and Paul were on one team, and I was on the other team... my team lost. (The score was 5 to 1!) But it was great fun nonetheless. ;) There was also tug-of-war; a men's game and a ladies' game. Almost all the girls and several of the younger mothers participated. The little kids had a flag relay race... it was so cute! The 'coolest' game was either the water-balloon toss, or the bombardment of
We shared a potluck dinner and delicious grilled hotdogs and hamburgers. When a police officer and the fire marshal showed up, some of the little girls wondered who was in trouble, but they were really just there to inspect the fireworks permit before the show. ;) At dark, everyone set up chairs at one edge of the field and watched the excellent fireworks this family had choreographed. They played a recording of "The Star-Spangled Banner," and it was really moving the way the fireworks lined up with the music. (And just a side note: gotta' love these groups of 'weird' homeschoolers; they're a gentlemanly bunch. A boy gave me his chair and stood during the fireworks so I wouldn't have to!)
One of the day's highlights was re-meeting a family we had previously met in AZ! When we arrived, a little after the picnic had already started, Mr. D was up front sharing something and thought to myself, "Wow! He looks really familiar... I feel like I've seen him somewhere before!" Then I told myself I was crazy, but as it turns out, I wasn't because we actually had met them about 5 years ago in AZ! It's a small world, I guess. The other highlight, for me, was meeting Rachael, a young mother. She's a second-generation homeschooler, and seems to be pretty like-minded. She was so sweet and was very happy to share her courtship story with us girls, also giving good advice. That was a real blessing!
I didn't get to bed that night until about
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Cute Baby
Has anyone seen the movie “Up”? Aimee’s favorite line in the whole movie is... “Do not speak of Dug to me at this time—Squirrel!” So she says it all around the house. Well, this morning Dad was explaining something during family devotions and Elizabeth was being distracting. It reminded Mom of how distracted the dogs get when they—“Squirrel!” So she said, “Don’t say, ‘squirrel!’” Elizabeth said, “Wow! What’s a squirrel?” Quite clearly. We all burst into laughter and gave up trying to ignore her cuteness and concentrate.
Elizabeth has learned to say, “Dada”, “Mama”, “Mayme” (that’s Aimee), “Dayde” (that’s Katie), “Baul” (Paul), “Anna” and “Emma”. She may have said Pearl once or twice, but she doesn’t often. Perry, she addresses as “Mama” or “Dada”. :)
One day in the car, Perry had been feeding her cookies. Well, Perry was busy doing something, so the baby got her attention: “Eees! Mookie!” (Translated as ‘Please! Cookie!’) That was pretty funny. :)
The other day, the baby was playing kid kitchen and she served Dad tea. She carefully put her hand into the play hot mitt and reached for the handle of the tea pot. In the other hand she held a tin tea cup, which she carefully filled with delicious tea.
She always knows when she is being cute, for instance, one day she was concentrating really hard to keep a French fry on her fork. “Oh, look at that! She’s so cute!” we all said, in one way or another. She looked up and grinned, which made us talk about her even more. :)
One thing she is nuts about is her pink blanket. She used to walk around with it, but now her time with it is limited and she doesn’t get it that much. But when she does... she sucks her thumb and cuddles it to death. It’s not just her blanket that she is nuts about, other things pink and soft work too... you get the point. :)
She doesn’t eat that much baby food anymore, but whenever we do go to town we buy about 8 boxes of baby food green beans ‘cuz she eats about two in one sitting.
So that’s a synopsis of how cute my baby sister (okay she’s 18 mos. old) is. I’ll post pictures sometime. And now I must close my disappearance on the blog and do my grammar lesson. :) So long. Farewell. Goodbye. God be with you... the end.
Monday, July 5, 2010
Scary Quote!
Tonight we watched a video of Voddie Baucham's first keynote at the 2009 WA homeschool convention. It was an excellent talk entitled, "Homeschooling for the Right Reasons: Home Based Discipleship vs. Government Education," and he shared this extremely scary quote...
"When an opponent declares, 'I will not come over to your side,' I calmly say, 'Your child belongs to us already... What are you? You will pass on. Your descendents, however, now stand in the new camp. In a short time they will know nothing else but this new community.'"
Guess who? Adolf Hitler.
Carnival Ride
I have wanted to ride a roller coaster for awhile now ('cause I never have). My Dad heard there was a carnival coming to the little town down the mountain from us, so he took Paul and me to it on Friday. Turns out the roller coaster was really dinky; it just went around in a circle, but it was pretty fast!! Paul went on it a second time, and I went on this ride that was kind of like two hammers and it went upside down and everything. That one was a lot more fun/scarier. I just closed my eyes and tried not to throw up on the little boy sitting next to me. He must have thought I was the weirdest teenage girl he had ever met, because I wasn't shrieking or anything. Dad bought some cotton candy; it was really good but I think I've been kind of nauseated ever since. Just kidding! Anyway, that was fun. Thanks, Dad!!!
