Frost Princess

we had our first really good frost last night. This morning Caity wanted to go out and ride her trike on the deck in her jammies. I look around and the sliding door is wide open and she’s out on the deck. I quickly bring her back in and close the door. Not happy with this, she protests, “I wanna ride bike.” I explain it’s far too cold but she’s not happy with that answer…so I dutifully take her back outside to experience what I’m talking about. I take her hand and put it on the cold metal of her handlebar. She starts to understand and goes back in with me but is still a bit downtrodden with the shooting down of her great inspiration. looking out the window wistfully she points to the grass white with frost and asks, “what’s that?” I explain, “that’s frost, it happens when water on the grass freezes. it’s called f r o s t.” “oh” she says, “frost, ya frost.” then she pipes up with the authoritative statement, “Anna did it.”

I did not see that coming and for a while I’ve been using that line as a joke to great effect….”Anna did it.”

The day before, I was trying to blow Caity’s sniffly nose and trying to explain the difference between sucking air in and blowing it out your nose. for the life of me I couldn’t figure out how to communicate the difference so she would understand. She kept sniffing in more deeply thinking she was doing the same thing as I was demonstrating. somehow it didn’t make sense in her mind to send all that snott out into the world. Surely I must be telling her to suck it all back inside as best she could.

Love and Whine

Coming home from the rose garden, Kendra’s getting situated in her seat to drive. She turns around to check on the girls and reaches over to grab Cait’s hand and smile at her. Then immediately Karina starts up whining about something…you always hear the tone well before it’s clear what she’s saying. She wants Kendra to hold her hand too…so she reaches her hand around behind her to grab Karina’s. But her head only turns three quarters as far as she can reach. “But you didn’t look at me.”
An then it’s “you have to smile and say you love me.”
Everything had to be equal to what Kendra did to Caitlyn.

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Hard Brains

We are at mom and dad’s for Canadian Thanksgiving. Karina was playing around the couch where grandma was sitting. Flopping around she hit her head with a thud on the edge of the couch. Grandma asked,”are you alright?”
“I’m OK. I got brains…in my head. They wary hod.”

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Location:Mom and dad’s

Excerpts from Loving Our Kids on Purpose

Loving Our Kids on Purpose

The reason that many of us have an Old Testament parenting model is that we are still living in an Old Testament paradigm that builds an external structure to protect us from the powers of sin and death, instead of activating the power of God within us to do so. We still believe that sin is more powerful than we are. When children grow up in an environment where their parents are scared of sin, they learn to fear failure. All the methods by which they deal with their kids seem to build fear instead of love. As they work to eliminate opportunities for sin, parents develop an expectation that their children live a mistake-free life, and the goal of parenting becomes teaching obedience and compliance. As a result, their children miss the whole lesson about freedom.

Wackado pees

After pouring some apple juice for Karina, Cait pipes up “I ha wackado pees?”

After repeating a couple times I realized she was saying “can I have apple juice please?”

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Who do you like more

Caleb pipes up from the back seat, “Mommy, Tallie’s talking really mean to me.”
Tallie rejoins,”that’s because he asked me who I like more, Steve or Maddie.”

note: steve is the homeless friend of Tallie that they are having a goodbye party today for.

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Location:SE 14th Ave,Canby,United States

Karina works hard on something

Today Kendra went to 3:00 people with Caleb and Tallie. We made a special T-Shirt with Tallie’s drawing for Spider. Home alone with Karina and Cait and Cait’s napping so need to do some activities with Karina. She’s all into setting up a tea party and before I even get involved she has started setting up tea on the downstairs round table. So she gets her dresses all laid out down there, teacups, plates, plastic foods and buiscuits all set up and then says “what else we do?”

I suggest we make special name cards for the table and we enjoy tea-staining the edges. while I’m finishing off some touches she moves on to drawing a picture with markers. she spends all of 4 to 5 minutes on the drawing and says, “look dad.” “wow, I really like that drawing” I said. “shanks, i weay wock hod on it.” How our perceptions do change and expectations for what represents our best. If only I could capture more of that spontaneous self assuredness. It’s a precious thing.

Praise for the simple things

The other day Karina is on the toilet going through a big flush with somewhat runny stool. Caity decides to check out the action since she’s quite excited by her own achievements in this area. She looks behind Karina with her head over the bowl studying it intently and noticing how all the water looks brown and lumpy…like she filled it all up. Quite impressed she says, “wow, great poop Anna.” Karina swells her chest a little, looks over her shoulder and quite nonchalantly responds, “yeah, shanks” with an air of superiority that assumes that any lesser qualified poopers in the world ought to stop and recognize her natural gifting in this area.

Simple Chiasm Jonah 1:3

this is an example of a simple chiasm structure within a single verse. It illustrates how different translations can either maintain this literary device or overlook it completely in favor of translating the perceived meaning of the text.

to Tarshish from the presence of the LORD

   down

      to Tarshish

   down

to Tarshish from the presence of the LORD

http://helpmewithbiblestudy.org/5Bible/HermChiasmsHebrewXFactor.aspx

The simple things that make God proud

Revelation of God’s character and the nature of His relationship to us strike me at the most unexpected times and in the most peculiar way. I was having a tender moment with Caitlyn while watching her Sunday morning (Kendra took the other three to Imago for service). Caity has been potty training of her own accord and has taken to removing her diaper and lower clothing, perhaps to make it easier to jump on the potty whenever the urge hits her…or whenever the fancy takes her which seems more the case lately.

So, she hollered out “I go poopie” and grabbed my hand to help her. We head into the bathroom, plunk her down on the big potty and wait. She takes her time, just happy to be there like the “big” people in her life. She holds on to my leg with both arms and just looks up at me with her tiny face and big eyes and just gives me one of those “I love you Daddy” looks with her eyes and smile. A little more pushing and patient waiting and she proudly announces, “see Daddy? I poopie!” She looks behind her to confirm that her two little nuggets are indeed there…and then back at me with such a happy smile.

You know what? I couldn’t have been more proud of or delighted in her than at that moment. The fact that she was sharing her proud moment with me and the love in her heart with which she included me made it all precious. perhaps even more memorable than the onstage production of the front room dance routines…although those are a great delight that send us running for our cameras. These bathroom times are more private moments held in trust but very precious.

I imagine in this experience how the simplest things we might do can bring great joy to God’s heart. It is all about the joy in our hearts as we do the little things with love for God that delight him. The big accomplishments for “His kingdom” don’t impress Him in the least if they haven’t been done out of loyal devotion to Him. Conversely, cleaning diapers can be a trophy of honor in God’s showcase of good deeds if done out of humble devotion to Him. Our passion and love for Him must infuse all of our service to Him if it is to be useful for his purposes both in us and in the world. Anything less is unworthy of being brought before him as it must be a “love” offering that we lay at his feet, not simply a gift of our talents and resources.