The Easter Photo 2008

I was really blessed, that as we were heading out the door Sunday morning, my dear husband asked me if I was ready, did I need anything? And I took a chance and said "we need to get the photo of the children" Now my dh is not particularly fond of the camera (either side of it) but he cheerfully called the children out of the car and lined them up, while I gathered myself together inside. I was allowed to take one last photo of all of them, quickly, now , so we aren't too late! And while they do appear to provide more pleasant faces for their father, I wondered why he chose this location for the photo, since there are so many shadows crossing faces? (I think it's because that's where I took the Christmas Photo) But who is griping? Not me!
PS. notice Jo, that we couldn't find any white shoes that fit either! But we did it the country gal way! LOL!

Trusting God ..even in pain...

There is wisdom here, and application for me, (maybe you too...) In one woman's testimony.




If you have time, watch this one about my favorite hymn.

The Birth of a Mom

My good friend calls her blog, Birth of a Midwife, which I think is so very descriptive and creative! One day I will come up with a catchy, descriptive title for mine, but my creative prowess is lacking these days. BUT, I did want to break through the silence of this (whoops nearly a month!) to announce that on Friday March 21st our family marked the 14th anniversary of my official "break" into motherhood. Like many of my mother-readers, I cannot imagine what my life would be like otherwise, and yet, I think I can still remember what it was like before I became a mother. (must have been boring and self-serving, I'm sure ;^)

I cannot believe that this 5'11" (at least) son is the same one who suffered through jaundice, failure to thrive and green parents in his first year of life. The same one who didn't sleep thorught the night until he was 2, now never wakes me up, unless I run to the bathroom upon hearing him leaning over the toilet. The one who dragged his mommy's pj's through the house until he was given a "suitable" nighty-night blankie, now fights acne! The one who insisted on snuggling up with me in bed, who now would cringe at the thought (?) Where did time go? I think if it wasn't for birth and death, I would not be aware of the passing of time. I've heard that in motherhood, the days are long but the years are short, I would tend to agree.

Writing

It's been really hard to post for awhile. Yes, we are busy, yes it's tax time both for us personally and for our businesses. It's times like these that literally try men's souls (and women's!)

It makes every small businessperson long for a flat tax, or my idea, No tax. I'm for eradicating ALL taxes and then starting all over again. Wipe the slate clean. Then start again...we'll have to decide again which things are important enough to tax ourselves for. Yes it will be messy. Yes it will be hard. I think it would be worth it. I think we are so innundated with taxes, and the resulting high prices due to taxes, that most people have no idea how much they are really paying in taxes in a year. A college-educated friend told my mother once, that they didn't pay taxes! They got a refund! (And a government school teacher-sad)
So here's my vote for the clean slate tax!

Until then, I'm stuck here....in taxland.



Anyway, I'm also having a hard time dealing with loss, again. I want so much to write about what I'm feeling, but I am so overwhelmed with emotion, and with the resultant lack of work I'm accomplishing around here....

Homeschool Art

I think it's a tree. Or so I'm told.
Unlike my friend , this was no betrayal. This was completely consentual. Except, which sofa will I allow him to sit upon? "Ok, so can I have a bath then?" Yep!