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


Saturday, November 30, 2019

Sunday

by Jewel
 
 
Sunday night we went to Levi and Echo's for supper and the evening. Jesse & Lucy and Jacob were there as well. Flint is such a cute little kid, especially the way he and Ben are buddies.

 
Mom and Kiowa matched.

 
Just saying, that's Mom's vest Jacob is wearing, because he was cold (everyone always complains about how cold Levi and Echo's house is when we go over there)(yeah, we're all wimpy) and I'm not for sure what he was doing with his phone. Taking a picture maybe?


Friday, November 29, 2019

Come Unto Me

Forgot to post this from a few weeks back - - -
 
 

Evergreen Endings

Maybe you get tired of me rambling about this but I can hardly believe how fast a week flies by. Here it is almost Saturday again and I'm just getting px posted from last Saturday. I love our routine and the peace and industry of days that fly by, but man, I'm just not sure why they have to go by so fast.
 
 Anyway, here's a peek at last Saturday. Two of the three evergreens south of our house are now gone. Dad has wanted them gone for a long time now. When we planted them, we loved them. They were so pretty. And so little and cute. We could see around and over them. Now, we can't. So, time to improve our southern view.
 
 
Josh is almost always Dad's right hand man now. It's kind of surreal that my *baby* is almost 11 and doing almost-adult stuff. Cannot figure out where the years went. It's that time flying thing, you know?

 
Saturday evening we had two sunshines while their folks went to potluck. Jesse's and Jacob ended up coming for pizza too. Then a cozy evening inside.


 
Littlest Kaiser man has so much personality anymore. Here he's clapping at his accomplishment. So cute.


 


SO THANKFUL for our 2012 addition. The extra space has been a huge blessing.


 
Of course singing. Flint is so cute doing The Wise Man.


 
Jacob was well fed by these two excellent chefs :)



 
and that's it!

More Littles

 
So last Friday we had a few friends for lunch. Again, Sarah got a few px outside.
 

 
 
And I only took one inside.
*smile* I thought this was pretty cute.


Littles

Seems like we've had a lot of littles around lately. And that's ok. We like littles.
A few more px from Wednesday, courtesy of Sarah.
 


 
And Thursday we kept this precious little for awhile.
 
 

Saturday, November 23, 2019

"Mom, I Don't Want To Alarm You, But..."

 
We've had some really gray days here in IL lately. So the sunrise was especially beautiful Wednesday morning.
 


 
After that the sun pretty muchly disappeared behind the ever-present clouds.
But.
We had sunshine inside, ohhh my did we have sunshine.
 
Meet Anya. Our newest little sunshine that we get to enjoy on Wednesdays.

 
Can you tell we are completely smitten?

 
And meet Joelle. Another precious sunshine who will be joining our Wednesday crowd. Joelle was equally smitten with Anya.

 
Our regular little Wednesday sunshine didn't know what to think of these other littles invading his personal Kaiser Kingdom. He asked, "What are they doing here?" and just wasn't so sure about this whole deal. He adjusted fine, I'm glad to report.
 
 
Clay was so serious driving the train. His job was to do the honking.

 
It's an important job, you know.


I wasn't around for this, but from all accounts this little man was completely enamored with Josh's turtle.





Josh is so kind to share his pets with our little sunshines. Like on Tuesday (day before this), he showed Kiowa and Flint his crawdad. Only. He forgot to put the crawdad back into the aquarium. So... about mid-morning on Wednesday...
 
"Mom, I don't want to alarm you, but my crawdad isn't in his aquarium."
 
Well I didn't get too alarmed, because a crawdad is NOT a snake, you know, but I did do a spontaneous deep clean of Josh's room. No dice.
And I did take a flashlight to every square inch of floor upstairs (because crawdads are limited to horizontal movement. They cannot go UP like snakes can). No dice.
And I did take a flashlight to every square inch of floor downstairs (thinking like a crawdad that cannot survive without water and knowing there is water pooled around the basement drain). No dice.
And I calmly gave up. Figuring that when this thing died, we'd locate it by its dead fish smell. Not a pleasant thought, but a crawdad is not a snake, you know, so hey, no big deal, right?
 
Oh but the kids had some grand ideas on our group chat.
Jesse wins the prize for his suggestion on how to find a lost crawdad:
Hold real still until you feel something wet and slimy and a little crunchy climbing up your leg. Then look down and he'll be right there on your leg.
Second place goes to Tori:
Make him a little habitat in the bathtub. Then make a little ramp for him to go up. He'll fall in and won't be able to get back out.
Actually Tori's idea had some merit. In his desperate search for water to survive, he might actually have found the tub...
Anyway.
Yeah. He was gone. Evaporated. Disintegrated. Something.
 
Until lunchtime. Jewel zipped downstairs to get something for someone.
"MOM"
I knew immediately what she was hollering about.
 
 
She just about landed on him at the bottom of the stairs. And he had both claws raised high as if to say,
"HERE I AM. TAKE ME HOME!!!"
 
Evidently I'm not a very good crawdad hunter.
And evidently I need to do a better job of supervising Josh's pets!
 

Friday, November 22, 2019

Coon

 
First a Monday morning peek at how some people study around here...
 
 
And then...no beaver...but a huge raccoon.
 
 
Brandi was not impressed. Those dead coons can be dangerous, you know.


Trapping

Part of the pest elimination crew heading to the site of the damage after church Sunday.
 
 
Home again. Mission accomplished.

 
Hanging out after supper. A little someone is really enthralled with tractors.

 
Another little someone really likes books.

 
Oh my. This little guy has got the moves. He was tapping his little foot the whole time we sang and having a blast. So stinking cute. 

 
Not sure that loveseat was made for three...

 
That's some potential there!