Clay Balls and a kitchen

I found this awesome kitchen for my little chef on the side I’d the road. Great condition just has some stickers and coloring marks.

Loving this new wrap and I can’t wait for the Ergo to arrive! 🙂

A good friend of mine emailed me this and I want to share it with you:

A man was exploring caves by the Seashore. In one of the caves he found a canvas bag with a bunch of hardened clay balls. It was like someone had rolled clay balls and left them out in the sun to bake.

They didn’t look like much, but they intrigued the man, so he took the bag out of the cave with him. As he strolled along the beach, he would throw the clay balls one at a time out into the ocean as far as he could.

He thought little about it, until he dropped one of the clay balls and it cracked open on a rock . Inside
was a beautiful, precious stone!

Excited, the man started breaking open the remaining clay balls.

Each contained a similar treasure. He found thousands of dollars worth of jewels in the 20 or so clay balls he had left.

Then it struck him. He had been on the beach a long time. He had thrown maybe 50 or 60 of the clay balls with their hidden treasurs into the ocean waves. Instead of thousands of dollars in treasure, he could have taken home tens of thousands, but he had just thrown it away!

It’s like that with people. We look at someone, maybe even ourselves, and we see the external clay vessel..

It doesn’t look like much from the outside.

It isn’t always beautiful or sparkling, so we discount it..

We see that person as less important than someone more beautiful or stylish or well known or wealthy. But

we have not taken the time to find the treasure hidden inside that person.

There is a treasure in each and every one of us. If we take the time to get to know that person, and if we ask

God to show us that person the way He sees them, then the clay begins to peel away and the brilliant gem begins to shine forth.

May we not come to the end of our lives and find out that we have thrown away a fortune in friendships because the gems were hidden in bits of clay. May we see the people in our world as God sees them.

I am so blessed by the gems of friendship I have with you.. Thank you for looking beyond my clay vessel.

APPRECIATE

EVERY SINGLE
THING

YOU HAVE, ESPECIALLY YOUR FRIENDS!

LIFE
IS TOO SHORT AND FRIENDS ARE TOO FEW!

Do not ask the Lord to Guide your Footsteps if you are not willing to MOVE your

Feet’

Some questions anwsered

I have finally figured out what has been happening mentally since Ethan was born.

I have been in such a mental and spiritual funk and wasn’t sure why or what was happening.

Since being saved and becoming a mother I have been trying to be someone I’m not. I am a Christian and I am a Mother. But

I am not the In a bubble Christian, I am not the perfect housewife mother. I have not left my faith but I have waivered a bit – God knows all about it. Which is the best part. He has allowed me to walk away a bit to discover all of this on my own.

I have not been happy. And that is because I was unintentionally being a stranger to myself.

I have had many clues along the way but the biggest has been my reaction to my older son once the baby was born. I turned ugly and hated myself for it. It still isn’t perfect but I am working on it. He is showing me the way, sending resources so that I trip over them(sometimes quite literally).

So here it is…who I AM….

I am a Christian, a wife, a mother, a daughter, I Am a barefoot, treehugging, dready missing, antique loving, crunchy, unschool hoping, coffee loving, photography living, dreamer, snake fearing, moss loving, writer, reader, veggie lover, craft craving woman.

I am a Christian hippie if you will. I am more liberal than conservative.

See forever I have been told that the two don’t mix. But they so totally do! More so than not actually. And since I fed into the non mixing garbage I lost myself. And because of that my marriage has suffered and my children have not known the real Mama…friendships have been lost but I made some new ones.

Now in this journey of mine I need to get comfortable with this new discovery. And be a better mom.

God is still with me and Jesus is still holding my hand- even though I’m taking a “break” in a way. But the three of us have deep heart to hearts all day long. They’re on my side cheering me on. They have big things planned for me…I just need to find me first!

Happy Spring

Welcome Spring! We have missed you!!!
My family has been so much more happy since the warm weather has come back.

Since the grass is turning green again.Animals reappearing.Rivers flowing.Blue skies.Birds chirping.

I love bare feet and I am embracing them all I can. I also love rocks perfect for skipping. I found the perfect one yesterday but :::face scrunch:::: I didn’t save it- I skipped it.

Field of Moss

What fun Sebastian and I had yesterday! We went to my uncle’s house. He lives in the woods, by a river and his backyard…well his backyard is covered in moss!!! I LOVE moss! I really do.

So while my mom watched Ethan Sebastian and I played.
We acted out the 3 little pigs, played hide n seek, chased each other, pretended to climb trees. S kissed the trees and we just embraced each other and the time we had. It was wonderful and beautiful! We are going back today after nap time.

What is your field of moss?

(Still looking for a place around here that will help me put dreads in…I need help this time around)

Thanks

Little Birdy
with your wings
chopped off

nothing
Moves
the
Air.

The lonely
flight gets
old, real
Quick.

Memories,
they
come and go,
let them.

The pain,
which only
you know

hurts
and
cannot be
Dulled.

How
DARE
You?

Back to the Basics

Puddles are good for jumping in:
Method: crowtch real low
Goal: make the biggest splash!

Snow is good for throwing:
Method: gather 2 handfuls into a ball
Goal: to throw it as far as possible
and to make a possible splash

Sticks are good for hitting and poking:
Method: find a sturdy stick
Goal: beat everything with it until
it breaks

Sebastian discovered his boyhood yesterday. The weather was finally warm and so Papa and I brought the boys out.
S jumped in every puddle getting himself quite muddy. He also threw rocks, sticks, snow into the water to 1. Get it as far out as he could and 2. To see the rings it made and besides, who doesn’t love throwing things into the water?!

He also had a blast running through the tunnel…

And the stick again…while questioning every passerby…

The last one was Sebastian discovering trees and trying to figure out how to climb them.

He also spent a lot of time with Papa which made his day!

I love how this last one looks like they are dancing together!

The next two..Papa climbed a tree. S got a kick out of it – you should have heard his laugh! But then he told Papa to get out of the tree. And when papa didn’t…well then he started chopping down the tree..with a stick.

Winter walks

Walking amongst
winter’s dew drops

Sun sparkling
golden rays

feeding my soul

Cool air
this way

Warm air
that way.

Rubber sole
crunched ice.

Arms swaying
branches dancing.

Clouds swept
far away and back again.

Farm Living

Standing outside
coffe in hand
eyes open wide.
Birds chirping
as red tinged branches
sway their way back
into my heart
open.
Yes, farm living
is for me
at least the living.
Planning
veggies
herbs
sweet smells
arise.
Ah,
my heart
opened
wide.

Black Bird Sing

Black bird sing,
Sing
a song of glory.

Black bird sing,
Sing
a song of hope.

Black bird sing,
Sing
a song of love.

Black bird sing,
Sing
a song that will ring true.

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We haven’t done too much lately. We played games with Papa last night. Went shopping on Saturday.

We have some yummies to be made today..

Here are some pictures…

Second Time Around

It’s not supposed to be this way
the second time around.

It’s not supposed to be this way
with the new ways that I found.

It’s not supposed to be this way
things were going to be different.

He screamed and cried and pushed
his Mama away.

Five months I cried and endured..
it’s not supposed to be this way…

It is not natural not
wanting to be in your Mama’s arms.

Those seats do not wrap you in
loving arms or smell your sweetness.

It’s not supposed to be this way
further away from you each day.

It’s not supposed to be this way
I crave the nearness.

It’s not supposed to be this way
the second time around.

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Yesterday during the snowstorm we lost power. No water, no heat, and no electricity! I was so glad I was up early and had my coffee.

We played in his tent.
We built a fort.
We read stories.

Thankfully it came on right before S’s nap time! Cause it was freezing downstairs.

Sebastian now likes to ask why to everything. Which I am fully prepared for but not now. Not when he has no idea what he is saying.

He also put an old white pot on his head last night while I was cooking.

“look mom, I’m Max!”

Tooooo cute! He won’t let me take a picture…but I’ll get it.

Ethan’s GERD is getting worse everyday…starting to remind me of when Senastian was colicky for five months. This morning he didn’t even want to eat. He never wants me to hold him..so he is either in the bouncy seat or swing. I wanted to hold him, wear him that was what I hoped for for this baby since S wouldn’t let me but it looks like he won’t either. Hopefully AS soon as we can get him his meds it will change.

Made awesome burgers last night.. And Papa has agreed that I can put dreads back in but I want to get them professionally done this time. Anyone know where I can get them done around here?