Monday, June 29, 2015

Thank You for Loving Me


I look at you and I feel love.
You are to me, my entirety:
The love of my life, my true friend,
Beautiful bride eternally.

Daughter of God, growing in faith,
Mother of children strong and true.
Valiant in work, fervent in prayer.
I pray to be worthy of you.

Better half? No—my better whole.
You raise me to a higher place.
I’ll gladly take your hand in mine,
As we strive together towards grace.

You look at me, and I feel loved.
Thank you for loving me.

Sunday, June 28, 2015

Once I Traveled through Time

Once I traveled through time.
Slipping past years in a blink of the eye,
I awoke to a world asleep.

What strangeness I did find.
Foundations forgotten or left behind,
A Potemkin village made of lives.

Strangers unto themselves.
Beings advanced in years, but not in life,
Denying their very lineage.

Children of Deity.
Living an existence devoid of light.
In a cell of their own construction.

The sun still rose and set.
But having closed their eyes to shun the truth,
They had since forgotten how to see.

The light beckoned in vain.
Unwilling to endure the sight without,
They now hid in the darkness within.

Ignorance was easy.
An imagined world: reality,
Where whatever one wants can be right.

But it was all a facade.
Lies would not corrupt the truth.
Darkness could not shut out light.

These unhappy visions seared my soul,
And I saw the truth in the light of day.
Ignorance was not bliss.

The youth were confused and wandered lost,
While the adults denied them their knowledge.
Surely the end was near.

Yet there were some few who held on still,
Armed and armored with knowledge, light, and truth.
The valiant stood as one.

They held their lights high, ne’er to be hid,
Remembering from whence and whom they came.
 They knew no confusion.

Their destination was sure and true,
And they marched ever forward, toward their goal.
The truth had kept them free.

These happy visions enlarged my soul,
As I realized that all hope was not lost.
Those who wished could be saved.

I awoke in a world asleep,
And vowed never again to shut my eyes.
I would not lose more time.

Wednesday, June 03, 2015

In which my kids get creative without their toys

This is what happens when you take the oldest girl to a doctor's appointment and leave the oldest boy to babysit his youngest 6 siblings.

The 3 youngest boys worked together to build a house out of books from the approved bottom two shelves.

"We really needed to use more of the books up high," said Hammy.

Sounds like it's time to pack up books...

Saturday, May 02, 2015

How to get pain reliever into a resistant 2 year old Biscuit

1.  First paint her fingernails.  
2.  Tell her not to move her hands until they dry.
3.  Give her the pain reliever.  Bam!  

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Overnight Almond Joy Oatmeal

"There's something so cool about eating out of a jar!" -- Bun, 9 year old 
It's not the best picture, but the taste is amazing!  I'm not an oatmeal lover, but this I could eat any time of day.

Combine the following ingredients and stir for one minute:

1/2 cup rolled oats
1 T. chia seeds
3/4 cup unsweetened almond milk 
2-3 T. shredded coconut 

Cover and let sit in fridge 4-6 hours or overnight.

In the morning, warm for 1 minute in microwave and add:

1 scoop chocolate protein powder 
(I prefer Juice Plus Dutch Chocolate Complete)

1/3 - 1/2 cup water 

Stir and enjoy!

TIP:  Prepare several of these in glass canning jars at a time and refrigerate.  They'll be good for at least 5 days in the fridge.   

**I promise to take pictures of the next batch.**

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Homemade Italian Dressing Mix

1 1/2 tsp. garlic powder
1 Tbsp. onion powder 
2 Tbsp. oregano, ground or leaves
1 Tbsp. dried parsley
1 Tbsp. sugar
2 Tbsp. salt or salt substitute 
1 tsp. black pepper
1 tsp. ground basil or leaves
1/4 tsp. ground thyme or leaves 
1/2 tsp. dried celery leaves, flakes, or seeds 

Mix & Store

Use 2 Tbsp. in a recipe in place of 1 packet dry Italian dressing mix.

Friday, April 10, 2015

I'm baking brick bread right now.

I don't know what went wrong.

Of course, I was directing a hoard of children to not bring cupfuls of roly-polies in the house while I sliced oranges for them and pressure cooked chicken and rice for a late lunch.

So I'm thinking I added too much water-- like maybe I put an extra two-thirds cup in.

I had lost hope in this batch and started a new batch of 4 with fresh-ground flour.  But by the time it came to put the new dough into the bread pans, the brick bread had tried rising enough to say, "Believe in me!"  

So it's baking while I keep punching the other dough back down.  It's rare that I ever wish I had 8 large loaf pans.

I am certain between the 11 kids here, 4 loaves will be gone in no time-- even if it's in the form of toast.

Monday, April 06, 2015

Peach doesn't doubt Daddy's knowledge

Peach (4 year old) said to me, "I want to sing Jingle Bells not in English but in Quaglish."

I said, "What's Quaglish?"

She very earnestly said, "I don't know.  But probably Daddy does.  We'll ask him when he gets home."

Thursday, April 02, 2015

Hippity-hoppity Easter is tomorrow (or at least my kids think so)

We emailed the Easter Bunny and asked him to come early this year since Dan would be out of town for Easter.

Hammy remembered just before going up to bed.  He ran to the school table, feverishly drew this picture, and brought it in to me and asked me where the Easter Bunny would be coming in so he could leave it for him.


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