THE COBBLER's CHILDREN

Have no shoes.

I've had several questions about the treehouse. It is still the same. Except for the addition of a 180 ft long "zip-line" (just high enough to be fun, and yet safe.)

I don't want to push it, as Daddy's had a lot on him, and his health hasn't been 100%. And it's been fun to listen to the kids dream. Everyone has their ideas and opinions as to how it should be finished. This will definitely be a memory. And a lesson in patience!

Random Moments

I heard a teaching today, conveniently downloaded to my iPod and accessible through my otherwise antiquated cassette player in the car. It was about perfectionism, and while I don't think that I am a perfectionist, I still am subject to many of the similar thought cycles. "I need to do better", " I've got to get this done" can overwhelm me and rob me of precious "moments" in my children's short time at home.

My mother was saying today, that she saw moms and children(mostly the little ones crawling up on laps) at church this weekend and wondered how moms who work do it...Work for 8 hours, sleep 8, leaving 8 to get everything else done. Her question was, "How much time do they actually get to spend (snuggling, loving, holding)..their children?" I have no idea, but I don't work at a job away from home, and I know that there have been many a Sunday in which I reflected during this "quiet hour" how few times I had touched my children that week just because.

The speaker today said that we pride ourselves as women on our ability to multi-task...but are sometimes robbing ourselves and our children of MOMENTS.

Like I Corinthians 13 explains (JVLParaphrase)..I have nothing if I get it all done but didn't do it in love.
With love.
Soaking up love.
Showering love.
Snuggling love.
Smothering love.
I want Moments my children will remember. Most don't come from careful planning, but on their own schedule. I don't want to be so busy doing multiple things, that I miss it.
I think I'm going to go give some kisses goodnight.

History Island

While in NYC, we visited Ellis and Liberty Islands.
My first trip to NYC was in 1985 when the Statue of Liberty was completely shrouded by scaffolding, being prepared for the centennial.

Ellis Island was beginning its restoration process after nearly 30 years of neglect. (People were just beginning to think that it might be useful as a landmark/museum)But we did go to the top of the WTC. My next visit was five years ago, and too soon after 9/11 for the parks to be re-opened. So this was the year to do it. I would have to say that Ellis Island was the highlight of my trip. I would love to go again and spend all day there. This place represents so much of what our country has always been about. People of the world desiring freedom, and willing to give up everything they have for the chance at it.

Hopes. Dreams. Disappointment.

Exerpts from letters and quotes from people who came...one Russian immigrant said that his mother told him it (saying goodbye) was like looking at him in his coffin. He never saw her again. This quote photographed is from a letter to a brother in the homeland..stating "come...and I have no intention of going to our country, because in our country I experienced only misery and poverty, and now I live better than a lord in our country."

We were on a tight schedule, but I stopped at this display, which had problems with glare from the skylight in the hallway, (so excuse the photos). Families of those who passed through Ellis Island had donated items that were brought to America from the homeland.

If you were going on a long trip, possibly never to return, and had limited storage space...what would you take???

Your wedding dress??

Your christening gown???

What else would define your existence? Give you hope?

Your Bible??

Religious icons that help you feel at home?

Doll House

Brian and I just returned from New York City. While there, we H*A*D to go to American Girl place! Pat the Daddy on the back the next time you see him. It was a real sacrifice.

The Tree House- Part 1

(the one who started it all!)

I wonder why it's taken me so long to post, and then I think about what has all happened this past month. WHEW! I paused and thought about it yesterday when I read someone else's post as being "bored at home". While that may be me one day, it certainly isn' t in this season. And I guess I wouldn't have it any other way...

Having lived in this home for more years than any other (whoo hoo!). And after years of hard work, having finally paid it off...(celebrate!) NO MORTGAGE!! Most of the large home projects are complete...(plenty more to do, but I'm talking about tearing down walls, additions, and kitchen/bath remodels!) We tore down the old playset that was past its prime. For a year, or so, our children have learned to climb trees, swing from ropes and make their own "houses" in the underbrush at our property line. This spring one of them showed Daddy a book. HOW TO BUILD YOUR KIDS TREEHOUSE. Point taken. So our family has enjoyed looking at the photos, discussing plans, etc. NOT that OUR Daddy would need plans, but it has helped those of us less imaginative (smile) to visualize and point out those features we appreciate and those we do not. So last Friday we got a delivery of $$$ treated lumber. Bright and early Saturday morning, the whole crew was out to help.


SOME people weren't happy they had to wait their turn!


This bird was FOUND on the ground, we didn't knock him out of the tree, promise!

AND FINALLY......our turn!

Even Shakespeare lends his supervisory skills!
And, of course, everyone "needs" a snack!

As we went out the drive later that day, we looked back at the platform. (I said Part-1!)It was a smart looking start..I observed audibly. My husband filled in the details. Yeah, its 12x12. WHEW! Got a little carried away? I ask? I guess, he shrugs.

Stay tuned to see part two.