Sunday, March 27, 2011

The Family

A little overdue, but here are some pictures from when my whole family was together to celebrate my mom's milestone birthday about a month ago. It had been over a year since we had all been together so it was such a gift to have that time, even though it was a quick visit. We love being together, even with the craziness of having 7 grandkids ages 5 and under!

This picture makes me happy.
I can't believe everyone was looking at the camera!

The grandkids...








And the originals!

Friday, March 25, 2011

Mohawk Man

Mr. Newton's hair really needs to be cut, but in the meantime, it makes for some great mohawks.


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Spring?

Where did you go, Spring? Please come back soon.




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Thursday, March 24, 2011

The Fisherman

Mr. Mister did a lot of fishing at Grandma and Papa's this past weekend. He is quite the fisherman, catching about ten fish over the course of the weekend. That's way more than I would ever catch.

I love this progression of pictures showing him in action!



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Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Brotherly Love

We had a family gathering recently and decided to take 
a picture of all of the kids together.

Yes, they are all cute kids, 
but focus for a minute on Mr. Mister and Mr. Newton in the center.

The progression is priceless.

Poor Mr. Newton...
his mommy waited too long to rescue him from his big brother's grip.






I'm not really sure what to say about this. I really think it started with an innocent desire to put his arm around his brother.  But if you know Mr. Mister, you know that it's not easy to resist a hard squeeze, even with good intentions.  But I'm sure we will laugh at this someday when they are best friends or when Mr. Newton is bigger than his brother and returns the favor.

In the meantime, we will continue teaching him that he is only allowed to put the wrestling moves on Daddy.  
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Tuesday, March 15, 2011

A Mouthful of Dirt

Already such a boy. I remember Mr. Mister's first time eating dirt. It was at the park and his mouth and face were covered in it. And a group of girls looked at him with unbelief on their faces and asked, "Why is he eating dirt?"

"Because he's a boy," I answered.

That is what boys do.
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Sunday, March 13, 2011

A Princess

Mr. Mister loves for us to tell him stories.  Sometime he wants stories about when Daddy and I were little or the pets we used to have or the things he used to do when he was little.  And sometimes he likes made up stories about adventures he goes on with his brother.

The other night Daddy was telling him a story about Mr. Mister on an adventure to rescue a princess.  He had to scale walls and ride his wild horse through the woods and battle his way through challenge after challenge until he finally rescued the beautiful princess.

At the end, Mr. Mister looked up at his daddy and asked in all seriousness, "Was the princess Mommy?"

His sweetness and sincerity pierced my heart. He really meant it.

In a moment like that, the shouts of no, the tantrums, the disobedience, the boyness that can push me to the edge all disappear from my mind.  And I realize once again (because I need a lot of reminders) that his heart is so valuable.  Yes, I need to discipline him for poor choices and actions that are not honoring, but so much more important than his actions is his heart.  Proverbs 4:23 says that the heart is the wellspring of life.  Instead of obeying because he's just following the rules or in order to avoid punishment, I want him to choose things that give life because his heart is set on things that give life.

I need this perspective daily.  I need this challenge.
  • To call out life in my kids daily.
  • To aim for their hearts and not just try to fix their behavior.
  • To teach them that a heart connection with me and ultimately with the Father is really the goal and is way more important to me than them learning to sit still or clean up or obey rules.
And I need that challenge for myself.  Because when we pursue the heart of the Father, life flows out of that.  My own obedience is not out of obligation or moral duty, but out of a love for the One who gives life and out of a desire to experience life in Him fully.  That is what I want my boys to learn.