Tonight, I had the interesting task of picking popcorn from my son’s nose. Earlier in the evening, he had mentioned about sticking a kernel up his nose, and I told firmly told him not to do it. A while later, the same son came to me almost crying and exclaiming that his nose hurt because he had popcorn stuck up it. I tried getting him to blow it out; instead he blew it further in. I then got a toothpick, but that wasn’t working. Finally, I used a tweezer, and that worked after quickly praying. This son and I had a very serious discussion regarding obedience. Afterwards, he apologized profusely. I have been praying that the Lord would help their disobedience/sin to be caught quickly. I want them to learn these lessons now while they are simpler than later when the consequences are much greater.
Yesterday, Jonathan was trying to take pictures of the boys playing with friends. At one point, he said to Luke, “Say cheese.” Luke replied, “I don’t want cheese.”
Yesterday our family had the privilege of visiting friends from Baltimore. We had a wonderful time seeing everyone again!
One of the families we visited has a teenage daughter that plays with the boys. Yesterday, the boys loved getting to play with her. At one point while the boys were playing with their match box cars and tracks (this family’s), Will said, “Okay, now it’s time for the chasing scene.” [The background behind that statement was this young lady and some other teenagers at our old church would chase the boys because the boys loved playing Hide ‘N Seek and Chase with them.]
“Do all the good you can,
by all the means you can,
in all the ways you can,
in all the places you can,
at all the times you can,
to all the people you can,
as long as ever you can.”
“A house is built of logs and stones,
of tiles and posts and tiers;
A home is built of loving deeds that stand a thousand years.”
Last evening, Pop-Pop took our family, Gram, GG, and Aunt Becca all out to eat for Valentine’s Day. While we were enjoying all the delicious food, Will wanted to know if the inside of our throats got all dirty from all the food sliding down it. Jonathan explained that our drink helped wash the food down and clean our throats. Will then wanted to know if our stomachs were dirty. The questions they ask!
Last evening, Pop-Pop opened a gift from us — a photo sweat-shirt of the boys . Will saw his grandfather’s admiration of the picture and said, “Do you like my sweet face?”
Here are a couple of phrases that I catch myself saying: (Each of you, moms, can probably think of cliches that you also say.)
“Don’t make a mess that you are not willing to clean.”
“If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all.”
“If you can’t say ‘thank you’ then you don’t need to keep the item.”
I read the following two poems from A Woman’s High Calling by Elizabeth George:
My Kitchen Prayer
“Lord of all pots and pans and things, since I’ve not time to be
A saint by doing lovely things or watching late with Thee
Or dreaming in the dawn light or storming Heaven’s gates,
Make me a saint by getting meals and washing up the plates.
“Although I must have Martha’s hands,
I have a Mary mind,
And when I black the boots and shoes,
Thy sandals, Lord, I find.
I think of how they trod the earth each time I scrub the floor:
Accept this meditation Lord,
I haven’t time for more.
“Warm all the kitchen with Thy love, and light it with Thy peace;
Forgive me all my worrying and make my grumbling cease.
Thou who didst love to give men food, in room or by the sea,
Accept this service that I do, I do it unto Thee.”
A Little Place
“Where shall I work today, dear Lord?
And my love flowed warm and free.
He answered and said,
‘See that little place? Tend that place for Me.’
“I answered and said, ‘Oh no, not there!
No one would ever see.
No matter how well my work was done,
Not that place for me!’
“His voice, when He spoke, was soft and kind,
He answered me tenderly,
‘Little one, search that heart of thine,
Are you working for them or ME?
Nazareth was a little place…
So was Galilee…'”
A number of times as we have been riding in the car and praying for our trip and the day’s events, Drew has reminded me that we need to pray for Haiti. It’s dear to hear his concern for them and a good reminder to have compassion towards those who are suffering.
This morning as I was getting Luke ready for the day, he said, “Mommy, I eat milk and yummy cereal for breakfast.” He then said, “I need socks and pacifier.” Mommy quickly responded with, “You don’t need a pacifier, but yummy cereal and milk sound good.”