One of the things I like to do for my girls is save a lot of little things that could be (or once were) craft supplies and let them periodically dive into it with glue and scissors and big ideas. I try to think of it when I have ends of yarn that I don’t need, egg cartons, oatmeal cartons, little sparkly bits, fake flowers, etc. If you have a box available, you will end up saving things that you otherwise wouldn’t have, and which come in very handy on rainy days! Today was the day we chose to tap into our little stockpile of junk with some tacky glue and soaring spirits. A bit of a mess maybe, but still fun!
Monthly Archive for November, 2009
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One of the common ways that mothers fail their daughters is to load them down with criticism. Here are a few samples:
“You really should lose some weight and you would look a whole lot better.
“Why can’t you keep your room clean like your sister? You are a slob.”
“Your brother got the brains in this family.”
“Your legs are too fat at the ankles to wear a skirt like that.”
“That color brings out your bad complexion. You should go change.”
I know these sound like awful examples, but believe it or not, mothers say rude things to their daughters. And these impolite, ungracious remarks do not bounce off. They are like the arrows that wound, and the cut goes deep. Mothers may feel like “she never listens to Continue reading ‘Approval Ratings’
Today after church we had all of our little crew in the car and were on a bit of a drive. The kids were all horsing around and doing their thing – playing word games and singing songs and whatnot – when suddenly out of the clear blue, five-year-old Judah piped up from the backseat.
“Hey!” he yelled.
“Guess what!”
“What?” we asked.
“I’m not too hot . . . I’m not too cold . . . I’m not hungry . . . I’m not thirsty . . . I don’t have to go to the bathroom . . . I’m not dying . . . My nose isn’t running . . . I’m . . . JUST . . . FINE!!!!!” and he threw his arms up in the air in a very triumphant gesture.
I merely bring this up because it’s just possible that in this season devoted to thankfulness, a few people might be coming up short when they try to count their blessings. So to them I would merely ask, “Do you have to go to the bathroom? Is your nose running? Are you dying?” Well then. You’re . . . just . . . FINE!!!!!
Due to the request to see an actual picture of my baron of beef, Bekah took some random photos of last night’s Sabbath dinner and put them into a slide show for you. (View them here.) We are particularly fond of the one of Daphne with the ladle on her head, and the sequence of Chloe on the clean up. Hope you enjoy!
We all think that giving offense is a bad thing, right? Well, not always. It depends. You may give offense unknowingly just by walking into a room, and that is not (usually, anyway) culpable. But we seldom realize that taking offense can be a sin we really do need to confess. We usually assume that if we are offended, that is the moral high ground, and whatever caused it must be a sin. But that is not true.
Jesus offended the Jews like crazy, and of course He was not guilty of any sin. They were the guilty ones, guilty for taking offense at the Messiah, for having their pride wounded, for being angry that their toes were stepped on. They stumbled over the stone which was Continue reading ‘Taking Offense’
One of the things my dad loves to do is cook a large piece of meat, and I have called him more than once for tips on how he does it. When we would all gather at the lake for a family reunion, a baron of beef was usually on the menu, and the leftovers are perfect for french dip sandwiches.
So when round steak goes on sale, I try to get the butcher to cut me a baron. Now the definition of a baron is sketchy, so some butchers look at me blankly when I ask for a baron, and some knowingly nod and say they’ll be right back. I have a thirteen-pound baron which will make a public appearance on our Sabbath table tonight. And it’s the easiest thing in the world to roast, which explains why I love to prepare it. On top of that, it makes the house smell wonderful, and all my family will say happy things when they see Continue reading ‘A Baron for Sabbath Dinner’
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