March 2024

March 2024
Over the years, we've always compared our family life to a wagon train heading west. Just as everyone had to do his part to get to Oregon years ago, so everyone in our family must do his/her part to make our journey through life successful. If somebody climbs in the wagon and lets the others do the work, we just don't make any progress. We all have to pull our weight and work together. Along the trail we find lots of pebbles that make for a smooth ride and some bigger rocks that jar us a little; we hit the occasional pothole that can slow us down. But if we purpose to search diligently, there are countless gold nuggets and precious gemstones along the way as well. This journal is an attempt to preserve some of those precious moments for our children, and our children's children, as together we travel this trail called life.

Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore. Psalm 16:11


Wednesday, September 15, 2010

9-15-10 Routine

YES.

Up early (well, on time like I hope becomes normal) which makes a huge difference in our day. Everyone was well-rested and alert which meant school went well; we were mostly done by lunchtime. Dad surprised us by coming home for lunch which we all enjoyed. I walked with Karol after lunch and came home to finish school with Jacob. He worked on fencing after that and did a great job by himself too, as Levi and Jesse were gone. Jesse worked for Uncle Randy all day, and Levi worked at Precision until 4:30 and then went to Uncle Randy’s too. Naps/quiet time, chores, picked LOTS of apples (but not all – far from it, actually), supper, k.p., moved apples up to the house, fed mice to the snake (that was the kids, not me), Bibletime, and beds for littles. Aunt Marj gave Levi and Jesse supper, and they got home around 8:30. They were to bed soon, and Dad and I are heading that way soon too.

Everyone is enamored with Joshua’s haircut.

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Up early means an afternoon catnap for Jewel.

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Kids picked, and I sorted – and sorted – and sorted. Our spraying was lacking these last couple of months, so apples aren’t as good as some years even though they are plentiful. One bushel was grade A (perfect, should keep for awhile), 2.5 bushels were grade B (one or two blemishes, good for sauce but won’t keep well), 3 bushels were grade C (pretty sad, not good for anything but cider), and the last 2 were grade G (garbage, for cows). My precious helper looks like such a big little boy in this picture – he hardly looks like my baby anymore.

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That’s it; good night.

2 comments:

  1. Precious kiddos! Loved the Yellowstone posts, too. Glad you had a good trip and are home safe. How do you store your apples, and how long do they keep? Miss you all!
    Love, Carrie

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  2. We put them in a garbage bag, twist-tied shut, with a cup or so of water - haven't done it this way before but have heard they will keep a long time so are trying it.

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