Just in case you were wondering how my last story gave glory to God or delighted in him, I'll remind you that I did say that I would still share stories. That being said, I find much delight in my last story.
God provided that big goofy dog for our family (she was born on the same day that Ian accepted Jesus as his savior, when we didn't even know we would be looking for a dog). I know that God has a sense of humor or he never would have made Dilly. She is huge, but afraid of things like laundry baskets and big objects being carried through the house. Don't pick up and move a chair in our house unless you want to see a 60 lb. dog run like a chicken! She's also afraid of the vacuum cleaner!
She has provided our family with much laughter and an unconditional love that's so sweet. It's nice to have something love you just because you are you and that's what she does for our whole family. So when I share a funny story about Dilly or Buster or anyone in my family, I am giving glory to God because without him, they wouldn't be here!
Monday, March 16, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
A Well Buttered Dog
Last night I finally had enough energy to attempt to make dinner. After a few days of the stomach flu it was no wonder that meals hadn't seemed very appealing to me, especially not cooking them. So I made some very easy porcupine meatballs and buttered noodles and broccoli. We ate dinner, which everyone seemed to enjoy very well and then headed off to various pursuits in our home. I sat on the couch to try to find something on TV to watch as Colin helped Ian with the new Lego he had purchased the previous evening (he had earned by finishing his new Awana workbook in two weeks).
After a little work on the Lego project it was time for Ian to go to bed, so we read him his devotion and tucked him in. Colin got his computer and I returned to the couch to rest as I still wasn't feeling very energetic after the flu. As I sat I listened to Dilly drinking water, which seemed to be taking a long time. I realized that the sound of the dog drinking water sounded funny. So I called her. "Here Dilly". To which I received no response, which made me all the more suspicious so I said in a stern voice (the one that says...I know what you are doing and YOU are in trouble) "Dilly!" She came running out of the kitchen and went straight into her crate. Now I knew she had been up to something and went into the kitchen to investigate. At first, nothing seemed out of place. Then I saw it, a butter wrapper with a tiny sliver of butter on it in the corner by the stove and the garage door. The truth was revealed to me and I called to Colin to share this great tragedy with him. He walked into the kitchen and I said "Do you know what that dog did?" He gave me a look which clearly stated that no, he did not have the foggiest idea what had happened. "She ate butter!" I told him. In fact, even without having seen her take the butter with my own eyes, I knew exactly what had happened.
When I made the noodles for dinner they were done before the meatballs and so I had taken a new stick of butter and set it on the counter and used about a third of the stick to butter the noodles and I had left the butter on the counter. Dilly has tried in the past without much success to swipe butter from the table (as long as it's still sitting in the wrapper). She's so tall that she acts like a giraffe and uses her tongue to try to get it. Never mind the fact that if she would stand on her hind legs she would be taller than me, she reaches with her tongue until she can get something or we catch her in the act. She had used her tongue to slide that butter right off the counter and onto the floor for her own butter feast. The sound I had heard was Dilly licking that butter. She licked it all the way across our kitchen until she reached a corner where it couldn't move anymore and that's when I caught her.
Now the whole time I was explaining this to Colin, Ian kept popping up out of bed and we kept sending him back. He would pop up again and open his door and say "Finish the story!" He wanted to hear all the details of Dilly crime.
Well, Dilly and her crate were banished to the garage for the rest of the evening and into the next morning because I wasn't willing to find out what two thirds of a stick of butter do to a dog. Well, at least not in my living room!
And do you know what Colin said when I was muttering about Dilly being a giraffe? He told me "She's your dog. You're the one who wanted her!" He's right, too. She is my dog and she's great, but she certainly makes life interesting around here!
After a little work on the Lego project it was time for Ian to go to bed, so we read him his devotion and tucked him in. Colin got his computer and I returned to the couch to rest as I still wasn't feeling very energetic after the flu. As I sat I listened to Dilly drinking water, which seemed to be taking a long time. I realized that the sound of the dog drinking water sounded funny. So I called her. "Here Dilly". To which I received no response, which made me all the more suspicious so I said in a stern voice (the one that says...I know what you are doing and YOU are in trouble) "Dilly!" She came running out of the kitchen and went straight into her crate. Now I knew she had been up to something and went into the kitchen to investigate. At first, nothing seemed out of place. Then I saw it, a butter wrapper with a tiny sliver of butter on it in the corner by the stove and the garage door. The truth was revealed to me and I called to Colin to share this great tragedy with him. He walked into the kitchen and I said "Do you know what that dog did?" He gave me a look which clearly stated that no, he did not have the foggiest idea what had happened. "She ate butter!" I told him. In fact, even without having seen her take the butter with my own eyes, I knew exactly what had happened.
When I made the noodles for dinner they were done before the meatballs and so I had taken a new stick of butter and set it on the counter and used about a third of the stick to butter the noodles and I had left the butter on the counter. Dilly has tried in the past without much success to swipe butter from the table (as long as it's still sitting in the wrapper). She's so tall that she acts like a giraffe and uses her tongue to try to get it. Never mind the fact that if she would stand on her hind legs she would be taller than me, she reaches with her tongue until she can get something or we catch her in the act. She had used her tongue to slide that butter right off the counter and onto the floor for her own butter feast. The sound I had heard was Dilly licking that butter. She licked it all the way across our kitchen until she reached a corner where it couldn't move anymore and that's when I caught her.
Now the whole time I was explaining this to Colin, Ian kept popping up out of bed and we kept sending him back. He would pop up again and open his door and say "Finish the story!" He wanted to hear all the details of Dilly crime.
Well, Dilly and her crate were banished to the garage for the rest of the evening and into the next morning because I wasn't willing to find out what two thirds of a stick of butter do to a dog. Well, at least not in my living room!
And do you know what Colin said when I was muttering about Dilly being a giraffe? He told me "She's your dog. You're the one who wanted her!" He's right, too. She is my dog and she's great, but she certainly makes life interesting around here!
Monday, March 2, 2009
Delight in the Lord
I remember when I was a little girl and my dad would come home from work. I was so excited for him to be home! I would run to the door to see him and give him a hug and see if he had anything special for me. Ian did the same thing to Colin when he was little (he still does once in a while).
My niece on the other hand, always ran and hid when her daddy came home. Not because he was mean or anything...just so he would look for her. I still prefer the running to Daddy.
I think we do the same thing to God. We either run to Him or we run from Him. Adam and Eve did both. When they were right with God they eagerly awaited time with Him. After they sinned, they hid from Him. There's nowhere to hide from an omniscient God, but they tried and so do we at times.
How much more enjoyable is it to be in fellowship with God and have a right relationship where we run to Him out of love and joy instead of desperately running to him to fix what we've messed up.
We are supposed to delight in the Lord. How much more do we delight in other things? Delight in our family, our job, our friends, there is so much that we delight in, but so often we spend our time with the things and not with God and we cheat ourselves of true delight.
You might notice that the name of my blog has changed. There's a reason for that. I feel the need for this blog to be bigger, to focus on more than just me. I have a desire for this blog to be a delight. To give glory and honor to God. So I will still post stories and share, but hopefully, there will also be some devotions and insight along with the stories. I hope you will join me as I seek to delight in the Lord.
My niece on the other hand, always ran and hid when her daddy came home. Not because he was mean or anything...just so he would look for her. I still prefer the running to Daddy.
I think we do the same thing to God. We either run to Him or we run from Him. Adam and Eve did both. When they were right with God they eagerly awaited time with Him. After they sinned, they hid from Him. There's nowhere to hide from an omniscient God, but they tried and so do we at times.
How much more enjoyable is it to be in fellowship with God and have a right relationship where we run to Him out of love and joy instead of desperately running to him to fix what we've messed up.
We are supposed to delight in the Lord. How much more do we delight in other things? Delight in our family, our job, our friends, there is so much that we delight in, but so often we spend our time with the things and not with God and we cheat ourselves of true delight.
You might notice that the name of my blog has changed. There's a reason for that. I feel the need for this blog to be bigger, to focus on more than just me. I have a desire for this blog to be a delight. To give glory and honor to God. So I will still post stories and share, but hopefully, there will also be some devotions and insight along with the stories. I hope you will join me as I seek to delight in the Lord.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
A Winning Week
Well, life at our house has been interesting this past week. Of course, I already told you about Ian winning for his awesome Valentine box. On Saturday, he had his last basketball game and grandma and grandpa came to watch since they were picking him up for a sleepover anyway. Now Ian's team hasn't been the best. I think before this game they had won one or two games and they'd played five. This was game six. At one point in the game, Ian had the ball passed to him and actually managed to get it and dribble for a few seconds before he stepped out of bounds. That's huge progress for him! This year was his first time to play basketball ever!
The other team was good and they were ahead of us before we had a chance to even get going. I didn't hold out much hope, but our team rallied and they won! How exciting! It was even more exciting when we were told that we just beat the first place team! Hooray!
Then Ian was off to spend a couple of nights with grandma and grandpa and Colin and I had some much needed couple time. We went out to dinner Sat. night and then watched Fireproof. Sunday we made it to church (late again, but at least we realized it wasn't only Ian who has been making us late. We need to get up earlier on Sunday morning). The rest of Sunday was spent relaxing at home.
Monday afternoon we picked up Ian and ran a few errands. We finally found Wii Fit in stock so we bought one, it's been a blast so far!
Tuesday I started trying to reset my internal clock, so I started getting up around 7 or 7:30 which meant everything started earlier which has been a good thing at our house.
Last night (Wed.) I asked Colin to tag along with Ian during AWANA so we could see how he is behaving. Colin didn't want to , he wanted to watch a movie instead, but I said I really wanted him to tag along, so he did. Good thing he did, it turned out to be the night where Ian got clubber of the month. I was misty eyed for my sweet little boy. It might sound silly, but the clubber of the month award caused much heartache and anxiety in our household last year. Ian wanted that award so bad he could taste it and then several of his friends won the award. He wasn't happy for them, he was jealous and angry that he didn't win. We had several serious discussions about it. I finally told him to stop thinking about it so much and just do what he was supposed to do and tell God what was in his heart. So it was a sweet moment Wednesday night for my son to be called up to receive the award that his heart had longed for so long.
What a week for winning moments!
The other team was good and they were ahead of us before we had a chance to even get going. I didn't hold out much hope, but our team rallied and they won! How exciting! It was even more exciting when we were told that we just beat the first place team! Hooray!
Then Ian was off to spend a couple of nights with grandma and grandpa and Colin and I had some much needed couple time. We went out to dinner Sat. night and then watched Fireproof. Sunday we made it to church (late again, but at least we realized it wasn't only Ian who has been making us late. We need to get up earlier on Sunday morning). The rest of Sunday was spent relaxing at home.
Monday afternoon we picked up Ian and ran a few errands. We finally found Wii Fit in stock so we bought one, it's been a blast so far!
Tuesday I started trying to reset my internal clock, so I started getting up around 7 or 7:30 which meant everything started earlier which has been a good thing at our house.
Last night (Wed.) I asked Colin to tag along with Ian during AWANA so we could see how he is behaving. Colin didn't want to , he wanted to watch a movie instead, but I said I really wanted him to tag along, so he did. Good thing he did, it turned out to be the night where Ian got clubber of the month. I was misty eyed for my sweet little boy. It might sound silly, but the clubber of the month award caused much heartache and anxiety in our household last year. Ian wanted that award so bad he could taste it and then several of his friends won the award. He wasn't happy for them, he was jealous and angry that he didn't win. We had several serious discussions about it. I finally told him to stop thinking about it so much and just do what he was supposed to do and tell God what was in his heart. So it was a sweet moment Wednesday night for my son to be called up to receive the award that his heart had longed for so long.
What a week for winning moments!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Valentine's and All that Jazz!
Well, what do you know, it's still February and I'm writing again. Must be because a few people have wondered why I haven't blogged much lately. I'll tell you why...mostly no inspiration or the things on my mind weren't things I wanted to share on a blog!
So what's been happening in February? Well, Ian has had some appointments at the dentist to get some fillings. That has been interesting to say the least. First, I took him in for his appointment and the assistant swabbed the left side of Ian's mouth so it would be numb, but when the dentist came in, he put the shots on the right side of Ian's mouth. Ian is such a trooper, all he did was say "ouch, ouch ouch". He didn't wiggle or try to close his mouth or anything. Then, the dentist drilled on one tooth, looked at it and said it would need a baby root canal and filled it in and said we needed to go to a pediatric dentist for that and he didn't do anything else in Ian's completely numbed up mouth (he had 3 other teeth that needed fillings, too). Then when I was dealing with the office staff they told me I would have to take Ian to a pediatric dentist from now on because he wouldn't sit still(and it would be about a hour and a half or two hour drive from our house). I tried to talk to the girl, but it wasn't getting through, so I left, but called the office back within 5 minutes. It was crazy!
I had to take Ian back the next week and found out that you can't (with our insurance) go to a pediatric dentist for 1 procedure (which is what the dentist was trying to have us do). Ian got one filling done and still has appointments to get the other ones done.
I had to get my teeth cleaned this week and when I went in I found out that the dentist who saw Ian (he was pretty new, our other dentist had left to open his own office) wasn't with the group anymore and that a new dentist would be starting at the end of the week! What a crazy thing!
Today Ian had a Valentine party at Homeschool Sports. The teacher had announced the party and told kids to decorate a box for the Valentine's to go in. We were just going to decorate a bag, but Monday night when I was having a hard time sleeping I thought up an idea for a really cool box. A Vale-gator. A box that looks like an alligator with hearts to make the scales. It took a lot of work and running around to get supplies, but we did it. Ian helped put scales on (there were hundreds of them) and I helped with assembly and wrapping the box. He took it to the party today and it won the prize for the best Valentine box. I'll try to get a picture of it up soon. It's really cute.
So that's what's been going on around here...crazy projects and crazy dentists. Hope the new dentist is better.
So what's been happening in February? Well, Ian has had some appointments at the dentist to get some fillings. That has been interesting to say the least. First, I took him in for his appointment and the assistant swabbed the left side of Ian's mouth so it would be numb, but when the dentist came in, he put the shots on the right side of Ian's mouth. Ian is such a trooper, all he did was say "ouch, ouch ouch". He didn't wiggle or try to close his mouth or anything. Then, the dentist drilled on one tooth, looked at it and said it would need a baby root canal and filled it in and said we needed to go to a pediatric dentist for that and he didn't do anything else in Ian's completely numbed up mouth (he had 3 other teeth that needed fillings, too). Then when I was dealing with the office staff they told me I would have to take Ian to a pediatric dentist from now on because he wouldn't sit still(and it would be about a hour and a half or two hour drive from our house). I tried to talk to the girl, but it wasn't getting through, so I left, but called the office back within 5 minutes. It was crazy!
I had to take Ian back the next week and found out that you can't (with our insurance) go to a pediatric dentist for 1 procedure (which is what the dentist was trying to have us do). Ian got one filling done and still has appointments to get the other ones done.
I had to get my teeth cleaned this week and when I went in I found out that the dentist who saw Ian (he was pretty new, our other dentist had left to open his own office) wasn't with the group anymore and that a new dentist would be starting at the end of the week! What a crazy thing!
Today Ian had a Valentine party at Homeschool Sports. The teacher had announced the party and told kids to decorate a box for the Valentine's to go in. We were just going to decorate a bag, but Monday night when I was having a hard time sleeping I thought up an idea for a really cool box. A Vale-gator. A box that looks like an alligator with hearts to make the scales. It took a lot of work and running around to get supplies, but we did it. Ian helped put scales on (there were hundreds of them) and I helped with assembly and wrapping the box. He took it to the party today and it won the prize for the best Valentine box. I'll try to get a picture of it up soon. It's really cute.
So that's what's been going on around here...crazy projects and crazy dentists. Hope the new dentist is better.
Monday, February 2, 2009
A New Month
I see that it's been almost a month since my last post! No wonder my mom mentioned that I hadn't blogged lately. Sorry about that. I've been busy dealing with some pain and a new addiction to Facebook...all my comments have been there lately.
January was pretty good except for pain. Ian has been playing basketball games on Saturdays. He has two more to go. The last one is Feb. 14Th. Not sure who thought that Valentine's Day would be a great day for basketball, but that's the way it is.
January also brought some unwelcome van problems that we're still trying to figure out. We replaced the alternator, thinking it was possible that it was the trouble, but it wasn't. Right now we're trying to figure out why our oil light keeps coming on...I'm sure it has nothing to do with going 11,000 miles between oil changes!!!! Ugh! I'm not in charge of that, but I think I'd better mark the calendar so I can remind the person who is in charge of getting the oil changed...he shall remain anonymous!
After all the snow in December, we had flooding in January and then Ian got sick and shared his illness. We're still trying to get back into our normal routine..last week was the first week we resumed activities. It felt good to be doing "normal" things.
Today is Groundhog Day and of course, he saw his shadow! I did see a promising sign today...I saw the first crocus in bloom, a pretty purple one. A nice reminder that winter won't last forever. It's nice to be reminded!
January was pretty good except for pain. Ian has been playing basketball games on Saturdays. He has two more to go. The last one is Feb. 14Th. Not sure who thought that Valentine's Day would be a great day for basketball, but that's the way it is.
January also brought some unwelcome van problems that we're still trying to figure out. We replaced the alternator, thinking it was possible that it was the trouble, but it wasn't. Right now we're trying to figure out why our oil light keeps coming on...I'm sure it has nothing to do with going 11,000 miles between oil changes!!!! Ugh! I'm not in charge of that, but I think I'd better mark the calendar so I can remind the person who is in charge of getting the oil changed...he shall remain anonymous!
After all the snow in December, we had flooding in January and then Ian got sick and shared his illness. We're still trying to get back into our normal routine..last week was the first week we resumed activities. It felt good to be doing "normal" things.
Today is Groundhog Day and of course, he saw his shadow! I did see a promising sign today...I saw the first crocus in bloom, a pretty purple one. A nice reminder that winter won't last forever. It's nice to be reminded!
Monday, January 5, 2009
Happy New Year 2009
Well, I hope you had a Happy New Year! We celebrated twice on New Year's Eve. Once with a kid party with games and free play, a fancy lunch of PBJ sandwiches, carrots, chips and capri sun drinks. We counted down at noon and shouted "Happy New Year". We called it our "Happy Noon Year Party". Ian had a blast and so did I.
In the evening we had munchies and played games on the Wii. We had picked up 2 new games the day before (Carnival games and Mario Kart). We got Mario Kart because Colin really wanted it and I had just received my $50 gift card that I won from Nabisco. Sure didn't take long to spend that!
Ian went to bed around 9 and I woke him up at a quarter to midnight so he could see the fireworks show at the Space Needle. We said "Happy New Year" and headed straight to bed after the fireworks show concluded.
Saturday Ian had his last basketball skill clinic and next week will start playing games. This should be interesting! We'll see if he likes the games as much as he liked the clinics. After basketball on Sat., we headed to the Washington State History Museum to see their model railroad displays. Wow! So many trains to see. Ian's favorite was the train set made of Legos and yes, it was powered, too! It was really cool. Because of that display we discovered that the man who owned the display has a Lego studio near the museum. He's a certified Lego artist (there are only six in the world) and he has the only Lego artist studio that is open to the public in the world. Did you catch that? There's only one in the WORLD and I live less than 2 hours from it! Unfortunately, it was closed when we got over there, but we were able to see some of his work and it was really cool! He had a Space Needle (made of Legos, of course) that was a little taller than me (5 ft.). We also saw a Statue of Liberty and lots of other cool things. Ian is already planning our return trip!
Today we taught Children's church, which went well. We talked about the story of Jacob and Esau and how Jacob tricked Isaac into giving him the blessing instead of his brother. After the story we played Bible Baseball with questions from the story. By the time we got home I was getting tired (I haven't been sleeping well lately) so after a few games with Ian on the Wii, I took a nap. When I woke up from my nap Colin showed me what had happened while I tried to sleep....2 inches of snow!! I am already tired of snow!! Later, it turned to freezing rain. I'm hoping it will get warm enough to just be rain so Colin has a safe trip into work tomorrow and doesn't have to worry about slipping and sliding!!
In the evening we had munchies and played games on the Wii. We had picked up 2 new games the day before (Carnival games and Mario Kart). We got Mario Kart because Colin really wanted it and I had just received my $50 gift card that I won from Nabisco. Sure didn't take long to spend that!
Ian went to bed around 9 and I woke him up at a quarter to midnight so he could see the fireworks show at the Space Needle. We said "Happy New Year" and headed straight to bed after the fireworks show concluded.
Saturday Ian had his last basketball skill clinic and next week will start playing games. This should be interesting! We'll see if he likes the games as much as he liked the clinics. After basketball on Sat., we headed to the Washington State History Museum to see their model railroad displays. Wow! So many trains to see. Ian's favorite was the train set made of Legos and yes, it was powered, too! It was really cool. Because of that display we discovered that the man who owned the display has a Lego studio near the museum. He's a certified Lego artist (there are only six in the world) and he has the only Lego artist studio that is open to the public in the world. Did you catch that? There's only one in the WORLD and I live less than 2 hours from it! Unfortunately, it was closed when we got over there, but we were able to see some of his work and it was really cool! He had a Space Needle (made of Legos, of course) that was a little taller than me (5 ft.). We also saw a Statue of Liberty and lots of other cool things. Ian is already planning our return trip!
Today we taught Children's church, which went well. We talked about the story of Jacob and Esau and how Jacob tricked Isaac into giving him the blessing instead of his brother. After the story we played Bible Baseball with questions from the story. By the time we got home I was getting tired (I haven't been sleeping well lately) so after a few games with Ian on the Wii, I took a nap. When I woke up from my nap Colin showed me what had happened while I tried to sleep....2 inches of snow!! I am already tired of snow!! Later, it turned to freezing rain. I'm hoping it will get warm enough to just be rain so Colin has a safe trip into work tomorrow and doesn't have to worry about slipping and sliding!!
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