This video is not for those with weak stomaches. It might make you slightly dizzy! The family has gotten so large that the grandkids have overtaken the dining table.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
What to do with a house full of boys (and one girl)
GO BOWLING - Christmas weekend in Fremont with all the cousins was a ball (no pun intended.) We spent Saturday evening bowling. The kids had a great time, and Carter insisted on using the finger holes and rolling the ball like you're "supposed" to instead of using the ramp or pushing it between his legs. Ian an Owen were hamming it up for a camera shot. What a pair!
GO SWIMMING - Rich and Michele and family stayed in a hotel with a swimming pool, so Sunday evening was spent taking a dip. Corey was the lone adult to hop in the pool, and the kids all had fun playing with him. I think Carter and Owen spent the whole time in the not-so-hot- hot tub.
GO SLEDDING - Corey and I took 5 of the kids to "the hill" to sled. As you can see, part of the hill was just frozen dirt, but the rest of it was a snow/ice mix and made for some fast sledding. After his first ride down the hill Owen said, "Wow. That was su-weet!" I took a trip down with Ian, and at the bottom he said, "See, I told you it's like a speeding bullet." It was a good time.
Lewis got to know his cousin Shaan. Shaan just turned two a couple weeks ago, and in all his two-year-old wisdom, he decided Lewis needed all the legos. Lewis just sat there contentedly in his car seat while the Lego pile got higher and higher.
Baby's 1st Christmas
Friday, December 21, 2007
Owen's Thoughts
Me: "Yeah."
Owen: "One of them gave him gold."
Me: "I know. That's a pretty nice gift."
Owen: "What else did he get?"
Me: "Frankinscense and Myrr" (sp?)
Owen: "Yeah, Myrr that's the black stuff what makes trains go."
Me: "Well, not quite."
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
That Comet sure is a handsome reindeer
They are saying. "Here is the chimney. Here is the top. Open it up and Santa will pop."
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Baby Love
Monday, December 17, 2007
What's Christmas all about?
I try to ask my kids what Christmas is all about every day. They very first time I asked this year, they struggled a bit before the right answer came out, but now it's immediate. "Jesus." It's all about Jesus. I know they don't fully understand the the awesomeness of God coming to earth, but they do know that it is Jesus' birthday. They are all wrapped up in the presents, and Santa Claus and decorations and Christmas sweets, but they know that Jesus came down as a baby, that he had to sleep in the barn with the animals, and that he is so cool that he lets them get presents on his birthday. I'm excited to see them learn and grow and understand a little bit more each year. (These pictures are from their Christmas program at church last night.)Saturday, December 15, 2007
Friday, December 14, 2007
A Great Surprise
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
The Perfect Snowday
Monday, December 10, 2007
Tis the season...
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Friday, December 7, 2007
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Let it Snow Again
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Random Lewis Photos
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
I don't envy Mary...
God. O infant-God. Heaven's fairest child. Conceived by the union of divine grace with our disgrace. Sleep Well...
Rest well, tiny hands. For though you belong to a king, you will touch no satin, own no gold. You will grasp no pen, guide no brush. No, your tiny hands are reserved for works more precious:
to touch a leper's open wound,
to wipe a widow's weary tear,
to claw the ground of Gethsemane.
Your hands, so tiny, so tender, so white-clutched tonight in an infant's fist. They aren't destined to hold a scepter nor wave from a palace balcony. They are reserved instead for a Roman spike that will staple them to a Roman cross.
Sleep deeply, tiny eyes. Sleep while you can. For soon the blurriness will clear and you will see the mess we have made of your world...
Rosebud lips - upon which ride a starborn kiss of forgiveness to those who believe you, and of death to those who deny you - lay still.
And tiny feet cupped in the palm of my hand, rest. For many difficult steps lie ahead for you...
I read this the other night and it really struck me, likely because every description of an infant is very real to me right now. I couldn't keep from wondering what it would be like to be holding a new baby, knowing that I was going to have to see him be ridiculed and torchured and killed. That is a weight that seems almost impossible to bear.
Monday, December 3, 2007
The Best Christmas Pageant Ever (also the first)
This video is for the grandmas and the grandpas. I don't expect that a lot of people are interested in seeing Carter sing Jingle Bells with a bunch of unknown children, but he did a great job. (Thankfully, he has not yet gotten the flu-bug Owen had.) The gym was hot and packed, but the program was 1/2 hour from start to finish, so it was okay.
The Mind of a Child
Carter: "There were dinosaurs when Jesus was born."
Owen: "Yeah, there were pirates too.
Carter: "Uh-huh." Pause... "Mom, are pirates for real?"

