Monday, April 26, 2010
Cousins, quilts, carnival, tie-dye, trampoline - HIT!
Garden art show - MISS :(
Grandparents and celebrating Papa Chuck's birthday - HIT!
$44 lunch (for two) at a snooty burger joint - MISS :(
Dinner at Sakura on our way home - HIT OUT OF THE BALLPARK!
Things we loved about Sakura:
- Chance and Colton both found out they like Japanese soup
- I think mostly because they found the acceptable custom of slurping the funnest thing ever.
- The sushi was yummy
- We had our own personal chef
- He was talented - magic tricks, egg tossing, utensil spinning, and really good food
- There was a bit of an incident with a cracked egg on top of his chef's hat, but he handled it so gracefully!
- He was especially adept at running the 'Japanese Fire Hydrant'
- Chance and Colton both liked the fried rice.
- The teriyaki chicken was a hit - but not immediately . . .
- Colt could have cried when he watched the chef put teriyaki sauce on every one's chicken - he isn't a sauce kind of kid - no ketchup, mustard, bbq, etc. - he is a hot dog on a dry bun kind of kid
- Once he tried it, he ate a whole plate of it
- Everyone ate some vegetables
- We all left STUFFED, with enough leftovers to feed us today.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Chance went to a birthday party.
I got the present to him in the nick of time at school on Friday afternoon.
He stayed up until 2:30 watching movies and gabbing - I thought only girls did that?
Colt and I coupon shopped.
Over $100 saved.
More than $100 spent, but I'm blaming that primarily on toothbrush heads for the Sonicare. I'm pretty sure they are both diamond-encrusted and gold-plated.
Colton clothes change-out. New size. Summer stuff. Outgrown shoes. Worn out shoes that served as a scooter break one too many times. Overflowing dresser.
Now, organized dresser. Drawers close. Everything fits. Not everything has been worn by Chance (a rarity in this kid's life), and 3 pairs of shoes that fit right now. Bonus.
Forced reduction of Chance t-shirts.
A concerted effort not to re-sort because he didn't pick the ones I would have.
3 bags of clothes labelled and downstairs to wait for Colt to grow.
2 bags of giveaways. We are definitely to the point where our giveaways might as well be the costume trunk for a troupe of vagabond kids - by the time they get through these two boys, they are WELL used.
A trip to Spokane for bees, lunch, and some Gonzaga baseball.
Re-do the business web-site and Paypal site.
Sleep in - late church.
Church in the gym again - sanctuary being remodeled.
Fantastic message - this series has been a blessing each and every week.
Visit to the ballpark to test out a pitching machine on loan from some friends.
Late lunch at home and a lazy afternoon.
Batteries officially recharged and ready for another busy week.
Friday, April 16, 2010
I'm so glad we are able to put our kids in this school. It doesn't come without sacrifice - both time and $$ - but I see the benefits of it almost daily.
Poster highlighting the Potato Gleaning that the kids did for the food bank. There's a really cute kid on the bottom left . . .
Our award winning choir sang. I LOVE hearing them perform - it's a blessing every time.
At the door leaving Chance's classroom.
Chance immediately showed us which circle was his (these are made of embroidery thread) because of the knot that was in it where he made a small mistake. I don't know where his perfectionist tendencies come from??
Chance and Ross created this masterpiece after their study of Candyland and Willy Wonka.
An overview of what's been happening in the 5th grade classroom.
A unique approach to homework, assignments, and rewards.
Chance and Ross's camo creation
Colton's class displaying different forms of art
Thursday, April 15, 2010
This one, about The One who needs an advocate.
And this one, about The One whom we follow, and trust to ultimately advocate for all who cannot advocate for themselves.
Now to him who by the power at work within us is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus to all generations, for ever and ever. Amen. Eph 3:20-21.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
. . .I brave the wind of baseball practice instead.
I want to attend a book club of a friend who has offered "girl, books, & wine" time . . .
. . .I attend a basketball game instead.
I want to plan a summer full of fun, camping adventures for our family . . .
. . .I gaze desperately at the quick-filling schedule of art shows and other commitments and hope to squeeze in a few
I want to do one of those "girl's shopping weekends", with money I don't have, with no worry of consequences later . . .
. . .I open the budget spreadsheet and remind myself to "live like no one else now"
I want to spend a weekend full of only lattes, slippers, snuggies, and books . . .
. . .I walk past the heaps of laundry and dishes and know they must be dealt with
I want to exercise everyday at lunch - knowing that when I walk it has so many benefits beyond just the exercise . . .
. . .I watch the 50 m.p.h. wind outside and know another small window of opportunity has passed
I want to read a chapter of a fun, fun book each night to my kids . . .
. . .I look at the clock at 9:30, after school, work, practice, and dinner, and know the time has passed once again
I want to cook fantastic, nutritious, and somehow still really good meals for dinner . . .
. . .I throw another 30-minute casserole in the oven
I want to complete my bible study and spend time in the Word every day . . .
. . .I hit snooze one to many times and have to rush through only a portion
Full days turn into full weeks that turn into full months, and pretty soon, I'm staring down another year of just like before, hoping I've made some memories and an impact along the way.
It won't always be like this.
I know that.
I know that I know that I KNOW that. I cuddled my nephew last weekend and longed again for a time I wished away too quickly.
I know I'll miss this.
I know "It won't be like this for long". (Thanks, Darius)
But, in spite of that, I want more. Or maybe less. Not a fast forward. But, maybe a slow motion.
Some time to write my blog. Or maybe a book. Or not, but know that I could have.
Time in the day to do my job, and do it well, and not feel guilty about taking a break, or a lunch, or even a walk.
Somehow, to not view the windy practice as a burden. To not wish it away. To not MISS it because I'm throwing a fit.
There will be a time, and it will come all too soon, that it's ALL about me. And I will wish it wasn't.
So, how do I do the good that I want to do? And not do the evil that I do not want to do? And still do the mundane that I have to do? And somehow find the good in the mundane?
I need all you Titus Women, who are usually lurkers, to come out of hiding and give this young woman some guidance. Let's hear your wisdom . . .