***We Love You Jacob Daniel***
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Monday, April 22, 2013
4-22-13 Saturday Report
by Kate
We had lots of strawberry boxes that needed to be burned. We also burned the boxes that our vanity and mirror came in.
On to the next project: moving the calves to a bigger pen.
He was a super stubborn little calf.
Jacob dragged him the whole way. Good thing we were only moving him a few yards.
Finally, because he wouldn’t take a step, he fell down.
I think they like their new pen better than their tiny little huts.
We forgot to prune our little cherry trees when we did all the rest of the trees.
I had to spray off the driveway because when Tori cleaned the car, a lot of mud got on the driveway………
which explains why there is a big mud puddle at the end of the driveway.
Jacob tried to drown out a mole that has been digging up our yard, but with no success. He set our mole trap and actually caught the mole later!
The lake went up a lot in the last week. From the road, looking east.
From the dam, looking north.
At one point the creek water was up this high.
Tile’s still going strong.
Jacob took Tori and me on a ride with the four-wheeler. There was a lot of joking around too. I was shifting gears for Jacob and he was only steering.
[editor’s note: this is NOT within the safety guidelines of our home and will NOT be happening again]
Jacob was trying to get the tires off the ground for a picture.
Mom’s favorite pic.
We had a fire later on in the evening. Jacob wanted Mom to read aloud out of her chapter book so he wrote: “Dear Mom read to us.”
THE END.
4-22-13 Jammin’ Friday
(yes he’s taking a picture of his breakfast)
Unusual sight – 9 kids in one room.
This stuff kept coming down sporadically during the day Friday.
Saturday, April 20, 2013
4-20-13 Tip Lewis and His Lamp
The bed that fourteen-year-old Tip Lewis has just tumbled out of is ragged and unkempt. Tip looks just like the bed, and the whole room looks the same. In fact, all three look about as bad as dust, rags, and poverty can make them look.
Tip’s sick father and his hardworking mother do not know God and give no instruction in right living to their mischievous, idle son.
One Sunday morning, for the purpose of the frolic and fun, Tip and his friends enter a church, and the story that Tip hears sets his mind to thinking of heaven and plants in his heart a longing to see all its beauties and glories.
No one knows what thoughts are going on in Tip’s mind-that is, no one but God. Very lovingly, God woos and leads him, using others to drop encouraging words that fill him with a longing to live a better life. Finally he determines to do what he can to go to that heavenly city.
Many are the trials Tip faces, but the wise counsel of the minister sets his feet on the right path and introduces him to the Word of God, which becomes his guide and comfort- a lamp to his feet and a light to his path.
Few people take seriously Tip’s first efforts to change his life. His sister,Kitty,is astonished and wonders what has come over him. His schoolmates are amazed when he arrives at school on time and makes an effort to obey the rules and learn his lessons.
One severe trial is Bob, the boy who was with Tip in every form of trouble and wrong in the past. How can he withstand the pressures that Bob exerts upon him?
Your heart will be touched as you follow Tip in his struggles, his failures, and his triumphs.
Does Tip’s lamp ever fail to encourage him, to show him the way to the heavenly city?
This book carries to the heart of every Christian a challenge to faithfully “cast thy bread upon the waters: for thou shalt find it after many days.”
Thus reads the back cover of another of our read-alouds this winter. It was written by “Pansy” in 1988; as with any book published by Rod & Staff, there was absolutely nothing deserving a caution in Tip Lewis and His Lamp. My only advice is – make sure you have a water bottle handy because your throat might get sore when children always want “just one more chapter”!
Friday, April 19, 2013
4-19-13 Not-So-Boring Day
Well Tori should be happy now because our boring week gained a little activity with strawberries and rain yesterday…although she wasn’t home anyway!!!!! Anyway, here’s some px of our busy and blessed day.
Here we go - - -
Although Jesse and Tori helped a bunch before they left for their respective jobs, my five littlest were my main crew. They did great!
And had fun 
And ate LOTS of berries. After Josh’s third shirt got soaked, he didn’t get another one.
After milking, Jacob went on a flood tour with Grandpa. This is Mud Creek, beside Grandpa’s field on Allentown Road.
[Sorry for the funky colors. Some camera setting was adjusted incorrectly.]
U. Jerry’s house is to the left; Mud Creek to the right. Taken from Allentown Road looking north/northeast.
Looking east from U. Jerry’s driveway.
Indian Creek (forever known to us as U. Harley’s creek)(really, I had to ask Dad the name of it. I didn’t know!), from Allentown Road looking north. Dave & Beth’s house is to the right, the lake is to the left but all that’s visible is the dam. Our south grove visible to the far left.
same view
Dave’s baby fruit trees bear the evidence of how high the creek waters came before they receded to where they are now.
Waterway coming out of Morton which empties into Prairie Creek; looking south toward Tremont from Broadway Road.
?not sure. Grandpa’s Eighty?
same? looking west from our road maybe?
Tile from the Eighty which was put in here.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch - - - -
Done in time to enjoy the break in the rain. Thanks Kate for the px.
Camera back to me.
Back to the kids.
Dad & I did a roundabout flood tour on our way to Menards after supper. This is on Dee-Mack Road, heading south into Mackinaw. The river is in the trees; the road going east, the back way into Heritage Lake, is under water. The cars are spectators just looking at the flooding.
Same road, looking west just having crossed the river.
Looking east.
Looking west.
? can’t remember
Dave’s Lake is almost up to the sand!
Thus ended our not-so-boring day.
Have a great Friday!
And I will remember my covenant, which is between me and you and every living creature of all flesh; and the waters shall no more become a flood to destroy all flesh.
Genesis 9:15
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