Nuggets Along the Trail: Littles

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

Thursday, March 22, 2018

Littles

So I keep having these great aspirations of a long newsy post recording all the busy-ness of life that keeps me from this blog. I’m realizing the main thing is that since I no longer have a laptop, I just don’t get excited about sitting at the desk to journal life. As opposed to the laptop which rests on my lap while I put my feet up and relax. Well rumor has it I might be getting a laptop for my birthday so we’ll see how that shakes down. And meanwhile, life lately consists of lots of littles. We love them all.

Henry.

Jack.

So cute.

Brooks.

Three one-year-olds who wanted to go outside sooo bad with the big kids: Ella, Kenzie, Kiowa.

Wyatt.

Clay & Cason.

Alliyah.

I think that’s Wyatt with Kate and Josh.

Bristol.

Wyatt again.

Josh’s turn to get buried. There haven’t been many days nice enough for sandbox. Come on spring!

Cute as a button.

Jocie and Alliyah.

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Jack, Ella, Alliyah.

Okay so that’s an awful lot of cuteness in one post.

And you might think that’s all our life is – littles – well it’s really not. They’re just a highlight ‘cos they’re so stinkin’ cute all the time. Maybe the next post will have a peek at life right now besides littles - - -

but I make no promises!

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Mom-isms

When you've got a lot of irons in the fire, sometimes you're gonna get burnt.
Much gain comes to him who hustles while waiting.
Good intentions produce little.
Efficiency is utilizing effective but careful shortcuts for the sole purpose of making more time for the next productive pursuit or service to others.
Laziness is utilizing shortcuts, careful and effective or not, for the sole purpose of making more time for the next selfish or nonproductive pursuit or activity.
Never try to multi-task while giving haircuts.
Carelessness hurts.
I've never met a mess that can't be cleaned up.
God made dirt not to hurt.
When you go on a walk, take gloves and a bag for trash.
Shortcuts usually aren't.
A job done right has been done twice.
When sick children are almost better, we always regret taking them anywhere.
When sick children are almost better, we are always glad we kept them home.