Our Week

This spot on the interweb is where I do my scrap-booking.

My journaling.

A place I keep my memories.

I’ve found a fun little way to keep track of some of our busy time.

This is a little of our happenings around City Farm this week.

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The boys worked on their pine wood derby cars. J showed his luv for me {made from pipe insulation}. O & S made a heart with their footsteps while they waited on the bus – that seems to be the theme this week. More derby work. Boo joined the ‘100 club’ at school. And D tried to hide out on the stairs at bedtime.

P.S. Did you notice the new layout for Lulu’s Grace Blog? It was time for an update.

Have a great weekend.

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Books

My friend, Angie, asked me the other day about the book called ‘Heaven is For Real’. Have you read it? SO good. I luv getting glimpses of heaven from other people. Some season’s I read a lot. Simon asked me the other day about 2 different books I am reading, ‘are you reading BOTH of these at the SAME time?’

My go-to devotional…

‘Jesus Calling’ by Sarah Young

It points you to the Savior’s heart and leads you to His word everyday.

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And then other season’s I don’t read much at all because I need to apply these things. I am not in a hurry to finish books. {Good thing.} It may take me months to finish a short book.

Just starting this one. ‘Humility’ by CJ Mahaney

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This one, ‘Hope for the Weary Mom’ by Stacey Thacker & Brooke McGlothlin, is so much more than just being a tired mama. It covers so many different areas of weariness. They have a blog that has been a great connecting point for me. We, mama’s, are all at different stages with different situations, but we all have 1 King who WILL meet us right where we are {in our mess}.

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What book{s} are feeding your soul right now?

Spilled Milk

My fingers have missed the clicking sound of my computer and writing words from my heart. I just didn’t realize how much until I wrote a ‘Happy Birthday’ post to D this past weekend. So I wanted to start off this new year {a few days late} with a stinky funny story. Last night after putting the kiddos to bed and watching a movie, Jason and I headed off to bed. Now earlier in the day we had noticed that our bedroom was a little stinky. It certainly couldn’t be due to the fact that our bathroom had been used by a couple of little boys – could it? We climbed into bed and I still noticed the smell. Jason checked the toilet to make sure that everything had been flushed down {yes, I went there} and then he walked around our room and noticed that the smell seemed to be stronger near the closet. He wondered if it was sewer gas. So he went to the basement to do a little checking. Nothing could be found. No other rooms were stinky, but I was concerned that any kind of leaking gas could make us sick. So we took our pillows and went to the couches to sleep for the night. This morning he said he was going to make a couple of calls to see what it might be and headed off to work. As I was getting the kids ready for school I got the dirty laundry out of the hamper to take down to the basement to start washing. I lifted the bag out of the hamper and nearly passed out.

It was so stinky.

And then a light bulb came on…

Saturday night Boo had spilled a large glass of milk and cleaned it up with 3 kitchen towels which she promptly placed in our hamper {located right outside of our closet}…

True Story.

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And the moral?

Don’t cry over spilled milk…

Also clean up spilled milk and wash the towels that you sop up spilled milk with {right away}.

Have a great day.

12 years old

It has been quiet on here as of lately. Christmas {and more so} Christmas break has a way of doing that.

But today is not a day for me to be quiet.

Today our oldest turned 12!

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You have rocked our world since day 1.

luvu so much, D.

Birthday Thanks

This year was a difficult birthday. And I still don’t know exactly why. Maybe there is no reason {or maybe a multitude of them} for why I felt the way I felt. But that is what I have reminded myself of…those are feelings.

Feelings that are real, but feelings that I can’t base her birthday on.

The truth is, Sunday was a BEAUTIFUL day- full of sun and hope and peace.

I struggled the week before with feelings of guilt for not having everything planned out, even though I didn’t know exactly what to plan out. I think with having so much change this summer, and I still don’t feel ‘settled’ yet. I didn’t want to miss making 1 memory for Lulu because I was so preoccupied. I had to remind myself that just like with the other kids, if we had other things going on during their birthday’s, we would still celebrate them, even if it was a different day.

We started Sunday with church and the kids all wore a special shirt…

Then we came home to play with Lulu’s birthday present…

Meet September.

Our 3 month old Goldendoodle.

That afternoon we all headed off to D’s soccer game. And afterwards we celebrated with Marion’s pizza and a chocolate chip cookie cake and singing happy birthday to Lulu.

From yellow balloons, to cards, calls, hugs, texts, roses in bubble containers, $2 bills, a strawberry pie candle, texts, email’s, mum’s, a song written just for Lulu, and bubbles. We had friends celebrating with cake & ice cream from California to covering us in prayer in New Jersey. And we did get to eat my strawberry ‘soup’ pie {thanks for renaming it, babe}. Yes, we had to eat it with spoons again this year. And I will figure out a recipe one year that works. But it was delish.

Thank you for continuing to make memories with us. Because those memories are real. Our feelings change from day to day. But the luv that you all share is real.

Thank you for luving our daughter with us.