I’m behind in a lot of things . . . clutter spots, laundry, sleep, etc . . . Why do I feel so faint-hearted when this is the case?
“Men ought always to pray and not faint.” Luke 18:1b
Little incidents of a homemakers life, feelings and God's redeeming work. May His name be praised!
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Friday, May 12, 2006
The Pine Trail
The Journalist
Read all about us in the "paper."
I warn you, the pictures take a LONG TIME to load!!!!!! . . . there's plenty of them!
I am an Aunt again, as you will see. I haven't gotten pictures of her myself yet so you can see her there.
I warn you, the pictures take a LONG TIME to load!!!!!! . . . there's plenty of them!
I am an Aunt again, as you will see. I haven't gotten pictures of her myself yet so you can see her there.
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Wonder
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Dandy Days
Monday, May 08, 2006
Blessings
The biggest blessing to me this week . . . Aunt Doris Jean.The children think she is the greatest! School each morning with little field trips, snacks and pictures to watch on her computer. (She is a camera woman for sure! I should ask her how many she took while she was here.) Even in church . . . they sat quite still. They were beside Aunt Doris Jean.
God bless you, Doris Jean!
Tickled with Tick-Picking Husband
It's tick season now, but my husband and I have this agreement.
I hate ticks: he hates changing stinking diapers. So he picks ticks and I change diapers. We are both happy with the arrangement though there is one slight problem. Japheth's often at work when I need him for this!
One older lady told me she had felt the same way years ago. As I watched her calmy pick them off, tear off the head and throw them away as if she didn't mind at all, I thought, " Really? I'm not so sure that came happen to me . . . maybe . . . but I'm still a few years away from that I think."
When Japheth picks those horribly creepy critters of the children and I, he does me a HUGE favor!
Thank-you, Honey!!!
I hate ticks: he hates changing stinking diapers. So he picks ticks and I change diapers. We are both happy with the arrangement though there is one slight problem. Japheth's often at work when I need him for this!
One older lady told me she had felt the same way years ago. As I watched her calmy pick them off, tear off the head and throw them away as if she didn't mind at all, I thought, " Really? I'm not so sure that came happen to me . . . maybe . . . but I'm still a few years away from that I think."
When Japheth picks those horribly creepy critters of the children and I, he does me a HUGE favor!
Thank-you, Honey!!!
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