Buds.

A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words - "backyard" grillin'

Simple Saturday

"Actually we've got a nice little Saturday planned. We're going to Home Depot to pick out some wallpaper, then maybe we'll hit Bed Bath and Beyond... I don't know! I don't know if we'll have enough time!"

 ~ Frank "The Tank" Ricard

Some days, it's the simple things that make life extra sweet.  A peaceful stroll through the farmer's market, the fragrant smell of flowers wafting through the warm air.  Tiny sweat beads dripping down your child's face as their eyes squint in the sun.  Sugary sweet hands gripping miniature fried donuts. Garage sale finds that bring delight.  Ponytails flapping in the air as your four-year old gains speed on her first "big girl bike."  Feeling the warmth of summer beat down on your back, as children play hard outdoors.  Sitting down to a meal at a local pizza parlor, gooey pizza satisfying each hungry mouth. Errands that run late into the evening, children content and tired during van rides.  Windows down, tunes up, heads bopping to the music.  Freshly bathed little ones in summer pj's, hair slick and dripping. Unwinding with the man you love, sweet ones fast asleep.

Waiting in anticipation as Daddy tests out a new driver at Golfsmith.  Between each swing, shouts of "Go Daddy, go!"  filled the store.



A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words - "Subway. Eat fresh."

Carol Nursery School end-of-the-year picnic

May 16, 2012

A grace-filled reminder

Grace Doesn't Have To Be Perfect To Be Good
By Lysa TerKeurst

"Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone."

Colossians 4:6 (NIV)

"I like this verse. I really do. It interrupts me. It redirects me.

But most of all it challenges me.

And the part that challenges me the most is the "full of grace" part. My conversations should be full of grace. In other words, the bulk of my words should be made up of grace towards the person with whom I'm conversing.

I don't know if you've ever tried this, but it's hard.

The other day I knew I was going to have a challenging day with one of my daughters. It was just one of those days where right from the start, I could tell she was going to push when I wanted to pull. She was going to go when I wanted to pause. She was going to take when I wasn't in the mood to give.

I just knew there was going to be a situation.

So, thinking on this verse, I said to myself, "full of grace Lysa. Absolutely full. Not partial. Not half way. But all the way grace."

With each response, I measured out lavish grace. Not that I didn't correct her, I did. But I did so in calm tones.

I looked for ways to lovingly reassure her. I held her hand. I let her see my pleasure in her through the expressions on my face. And I kept quiet when my nerves were begging me to do otherwise.

I did really well ... for a couple of hours.

And then I lost it. Completely.

I was so discouraged.

But as I think back on it now, that part of it is grace too. I demonstrated the reason I can give grace is because I so desperately need it. I asked for forgiveness and decided to resist my own funk begging me to sit and wallow in my messy humanity.

I dusted myself off, and whispered, "God help me. Please, please help me."

And I took one more step towards the grace I so desperately want to demonstrate.

I don't know who puts "grace" to the test in your life. But how might things be different if just for today you decided to resist the funk and give grace a try with them one more time?

Remember, grace doesn't have to be perfect to be good."

School Yard Milestones



Monkey bars (noun)  -

1. A playground apparatus that requires strength, agility, and flexibility. 

2. A common piece of playground equipment that often leaves helpless children dangling from its high metal bars pleading for strong parental arms to rescue them.  

3. A three-dimensional piece of play equipment that may result in broken bones, or head injury.

Since April, the little lady has been determined to make her way across the monkey bars without any adult assistance or supervision.  This week she willed her petite frame from bar to bar, and finally accomplished her goal.  It was a sight to see her swell with pride after landing her dismount.  I hope we can avoid the ER this summer. 

A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words - "I and Love and You"



Avett Brother's Concert - Jacob's Pavillion