Friday, June 28, 2013

Blue RIver

Caleb and I have talked about going on a family vacation to Oregon since last Summer and last week it finally happened. Caleb's grandparents have a house there that they've told us we can use and we were thrilled to get the chance to. 

  It's about an 8 hour drive so we thought we'd leave in the evening and drive through the night so the kids would sleep most of the way. We found out though that our children don't like to sleep in the car and they only fell asleep for about the last two hours of the trip. 

The drive was really pretty and the kids did well for such a long trip.

 It's amazing how green everything was. Everywhere you turned was gorgeous. This was our view from the kitchen window.

 The first day we were there we drove south to a wild safari park. Elijah has loved hippo's for years and we really wanted to take him to see one. 

On our way back we stopped by my great grandmother's old home. Her house is about 15 minutes from Caleb's grandparents house. I spent a huge amount of my life here until she passed away when I was 17. It was bittersweet seeing it. It brought back a flood of wonderful memories, but made me miss her so much. She felt so close that I could have reached out and touched her. This place holds a huge part of my heart and I think it's incredible that of all the places Caleb's grandparents bought a home they picked a place 15 minutes from some of my sweetest memories growing up. I love that I get to share this part of my life with my kids. 

Caleb's sister and her family met us the second day. It was so fun to vacation with them. The kids loved being with their cousins and never wanted to leave their sides. I think every time Caleb gets together with his family some sort of food fight happens in the kitchen and this was no exception. I think Sarah tried unsuccessfully to stop Caleb from spitting some drink at her.

There were lots of laughs.

Lots of stories told.

 Lots of gorgeous scenery that we could take enough pictures of.

Lots of fishing.

Lots of kisses.

We also got to see a place called the Metolius. It's a natural spring that was one of the most beautiful things I've seen. The water was so clear and blue. 

The trip was practically perfect in every way. 

Monday, June 17, 2013

for your monday.

Caleb may or may not feel like this at times.

Monday, June 10, 2013

Our weekend at family camp...and a p.s.

Peekaboo in the of the rare moments Amelia wasn't crying.

Climbing up and down the bunk beds...the best part of camp for some.

She ran straight in and then realized she doesn't know how to swim.

helping daddy drive back from the lake, but she mostly just held on tight.

He fell in love with hearing camp stories.

Amelia made herself comfortable with anyone that would hold her.

Abigail came up with us.

The children never wanted her to leave their side.

 And...I'm on load seven. 

And a p.s. I reread last post and don't think I communicated clearly about my feelings on the hot topic of food:) I do that sometimes. I go back and read something I've written and it sounds so different than what I was trying to say. I'm just struggling in finding the balance of providing the best nutrients for my family without making it an idol. I said that it gives me a headache, not because of anyone, but just because the information can all seem overwhelming. I hope that none of you were offended. 

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

thoughts on sugar.

We made it to day 30 of no sugar....sort of. We very randomly and therefore with little preparing decided to cut sugar out for 30 days. I would normally classify us under fairly healthy eaters with a weak spot for Saturday morning cinnamon rolls and an occasional scoop of ice cream. Most meals are made from scratch with lots of fruits and veggies. But we were getting a little out of control. Nightly desserts started happening along, bbq chips, and too much drive- thru. I said enough and sugar for 30 days. 

Well, that no preparing part got me cause I didn't quite realize how much sugar was in things like, salad dressings and sauces for marinating. I did cut out the majority of these things, but not completely. Also, we already had a date night planned at the Melting Pot with some friends and we knew the meal would have sugar, along with Caleb's birthday. He was willing to do no sugar with me, but not on his birthday. We went into the month knowing that we'd make two exceptions. Besides that we did it. 

So, thoughts....I was really surprised how hard the first couple days were and how much I thought about food. It was obvious that food had more control of me than I it. Some serious self-discipline was put into place. By day two I was trying to talk myself out of the whole thing. Now, on day 30, it doesn't seem like that big of a deal. I just don't eat it.

It opened my eyes to other areas that were lacking in self discipline. By bringing this area under self-control other area's followed.

It showed me how much our lives revolve around food. Instead of food being a source of health to live lives for God's glory. 

It made me read a lot more labels. 

My prayer life grew. Every time I thought about junk I started to pray. 

It gave me a determination to not only finish, but to make adjustments to our eating habits for life.

I will say, that I was kind of hoping for endless amounts of energy to come and for my stomach to look as though I haven't had a c-section. But those things didn't happen. I didn't notice any major physical differences.

I started drinking a tons more water. 

And that about wraps it up, although I feel the need to comment on food in general. It seems to be a bit of a hot topic. I'm constantly seeing articles on what to eat, what not to eat. Organic, non-organic. Cancer causing foods. and on and on. It can give me a bit of a headache. I know we are living in different times and that foods are much more processed than they used to be. I believe we should eat as natural as we can, good fruits, veggies, and cut out the junk. I have personally seeing huge health benefits by changing diets and eating healthier.  

But I also think that we need to be careful that our thoughts don't become consumed with thoughts on food. It seems to be a religion for some. We live in a broken fallen world. And no amount of organic eating will wipe away sickness. I believe we should be as faithful as we can to keep good health so that we can better glorify God. But I also think we need to be careful about how much of our time and thought life goes into eating. God supplied mana for the Israelites and that simple food was completely sufficient for their needs. I believe that a huge way I serve my family is by making nutritious filling meals for them. I want to make smart choices for my children now, since they can't. But I also don't want it to be all consuming. 

(if you want some ideas on me and i'll share some of what I cooked.)

Sunday, June 2, 2013

a story about a couch.

Following the advice of my good friend Davi I'm going to share the story of how we added this sweet addition to the living room. 

I feel a little silly writing about a couch, but I think it's a good story and one I want to remember. It's a reminder that God loves me way more than I can imagine and He cares about this little things that matter to me.

Most of the things in our home are hand-me downs. Caleb and I are very grateful. If we didn't have them we'd be sitting on the floor and eating off of crates. (which would be just fine) But I hope to slowly replace some of the pieces with things that are a little bit more our "style." 

Well, before last weekend our a green couch that my mom bought 14 years ago sat in our living room. Many naps were taken on it, many forts built with the cushions, many good conversation had. It was a good couch. But my grandma called me while she was out at garage sales and told me she saw a couch she thought I'd like. I drove over to take a look and fell in love. The only problem, it was way over priced. I couldn't spent the money and walked away from it. 

I prayed quietly that no one else would buy the couch and at the end of the day the lady would sell it for half of what she was asking. Three o'clock rolled around and I called her to see if the couch had sold and if she'd sell it to me for half....and as you see the answer was yes to both. 

Now, we had two couches. We decided to have a garage sale to get rid of a couple things and prayed that the green couch would sell for 60 dollars to help pay for the new couch. It was a slow weekend for garage sales. We got rid of most things, but the green couch sat in our driveway. An hour and a half of no one coming and it was time to run some errands. I left the couch in the driveway and told Caleb to keep a look out. I got a call a little while into our errands and Caleb told me he sold it, not for 60, but for 90! 

Now, I believe that God loves me just as much whether he'd answered those prayers with yes or no. But it reminded me that God cares about every little detail of our lives. That He cares that I want to make our house a home. That He delights in giving good gifts to his children. 

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