noah's first crush

this short clip was made by noah and his friend, carson.

it's so funny i almost wet myself.

deviled eggs {gag}

deviled eggs are gross.

gag.

"i don't think there has been a better use of deviled eggs in culinary history"

than this...

nothing is worth more than this day!

"but God."

these two words have become my life line.

what {Who} i cling to, 

and fix my eyes on 

in

every.

single.

circumstance...

"but God."

i once was lost..."but God."

when sorrows like sea billows roll..."but God"

prone to wander... "but God."

when i'm  found in the desert place, though i walk through the wilderness..."but God."

no power of hell, no scheme of man can ever pluck me from his hand..."but God."

i wandered so aimless life filled with sin..."but God."

when satan tempts me to despair, and tells me of the guilt within..."but God."

tho' none go with me, i still will follow... "but God."

this is my story, this is my song..."but God."

and today, on this for-my-good-friday,  i remember the "but God" that paved the way for all the others.

i remember that 

"it's friday

"but God"

Sunday's a comin!"

men-terest.

joining jessica, for a little bake it & make it, husband style. 

my husband "loves" pinterest.

yep!

he is "thrilled" that because of my pinning addiction his "honey-do" list of  projects:

kitchen make-over,

painting,

flooring,

revamp a bedroom and part of the garage into a family room,

and landscaping,

has for the time being, been placed on the back burner to make room for my pinned honey-must-do list. 

pinterest tells me i NEED molding and an initial for the front door, headboards for the kids, a pallet coffee table outdoors, and a garden canoe.
 pinterest assures me that once i have these things i will be content.

pinterest is the devil. 

here is a bit of what the devil pinterest coerced me to entice my husband to get men-terested in.

rolled felt flowers by, craftiness is not optional.

this little pinterest project was tackled on a weekend get away with friends, jeff and kelly.

men "love" making felt flowers with their wives.

 

looovvvee it.

see how thrilled jeff is to be making flowers for kelly.  

it's every man's dream... flower-making.

right up there with eating quiche or watching pride & prejudice.

get  him to make some felt flowers and he'll think wish he died and gone to heaven. 

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oddly, michael is in heaven when he is whipping something yummy up in the kitchen.  thankfully, he really enjoys baking.  baking terrifies me {i think it has something to do with following directions. directions terrify me, too}.  cool thing is i can pin all sorts of recipes on pinterest and michael will make them.  score!

i pinned these cinnamon roll pancakes and michael took the bait! 

he changed the recipe a bit, and added diced apples... you know to make them "healthy."

he also ditched the frosting. 

they were delish!

  

i'm purposely keeping a strawberry lemonade scone recipe i pinned open, hoping to woo his sweet tooth. 

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to insure that i don't completely emasculate my husband,  i also pin manly things. 

my  power-sanding, table saw & router-craving, photoshop-loving man was totally men-terested in recreating this $129.00 pottery barn clock for me. 

my jack-of-all-trades husband {trades which aren't limited to crafting and cooking} showed of his burly man skills and made this clock for a fraction of a fraction of the cost!

here's a sneak peak at his handy work. 

i'll share details about the clock-making process in an upcoming post.

until then i'm off to pin.

 

meaningful

"mommy, come here!"  they yell.

"mommy, mommy, come outside!"

 "come swing with us,"  they insist.

 i put down all the things that keep me occupied indoors: dirty dishes, tidying, sweeping, laundry, lesson planning, penny pinching, facebook... 

 and recess with my three a.maz.ing people.

"look mommy, watch!"

i look. 

really look.

 and laugh.

"mommy, you should go on the swing!

come on, i'll help you."

as she helps we giggle.


she pushes.

and i swing.

they holler and cheer, "yeah! mommy, isn't the swing fun?!"  


it is fun.


after we swing they show me their fortress.

they built it together. 

 they lead me past the fort to a small patch of wild flowers. 

the wildflowers invite her to twirl in her tutu. 

she picks me a dainty flower from her dance floor.

he sits beside me, places his almost 14 yr old hand on my back.  
without words he tells me he is delighted i put down the meaningless for the meaningful.  
i listen. 
really listen.

next, they lead me over to a cluster of boulders, which they have named "bobcat rock."  i watch them climb.   


they show me the waterfalltrickle.

which leads into the creek. 

and i think about the gift it is to be, "mommy."
i am overjoyed that they call to me.
want me.
 
i'm honored to be invited into their backyard world. blessed to have it shared with me through their eyes. 

and i am so glad that i put down my not-important and 
took hold of my so-important.