Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Thursday, April 29, 2010
AWANA Awards Night!
With another year of AWANA under their belts, the kids are ready for summer. All the same, it has been a fun year for them and they are sad the year went so fast.
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
The Mission Started As Barretts
I was on a mission today to take pictures of the girls in their barrettes...
but then they were all so cute. Even the non barrette wearing kids
so I ditched the barrette photo theme
and changed my mission to Cute Kids themed photos
Quiz for my long time blog readers. Do you know which girl is Ekie and which is Odell?
What do you think? Any resemblance?
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
but then they were all so cute. Even the non barrette wearing kids
so I ditched the barrette photo theme
and changed my mission to Cute Kids themed photos
Quiz for my long time blog readers. Do you know which girl is Ekie and which is Odell?
What do you think? Any resemblance?
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Some Days I Feel
consumed with pride.
See, I have this desperate inner need to be noticed by important people and liked the best. I have this desperation to need control, to be the one who was right.
Doesn't that all sound so exhausting...
All of those needs I have are really the sin of pride.
Sometimes, I picture myself out there in the cold night building my own Tower of Babel...The Tower of Tina... If I build it all by myself then I can stand on the top for all to see how great I am. It is a silly mental picture but I think it is a pretty accurate picture.
Anyway,I have been struggling with those desperate thoughts this week.
Although I hate these inner struggles and am SO embarrassed that they show in my actions towards others (no hiding the yuck), I am glad that God cares enough about me to expose the sin in my life. I am SO thankful He forgives me, and very thankful he helps me grow more Christ like every day.
Here are three different passages from the Bible that have been turning around in my head this week.
Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves.
Philippians 2:3
An argument started among the disciples as to which of them would be the greatest. Jesus, knowing their thoughts, took a little child and had him stand beside him. Then he said to them, "Whoever welcomes this little child in my name welcomes me; and whoever welcomes me welcomes the one who sent me. For he who is least among you all—he is the greatest."
Luke 9:46-48
Then the mother of the sons of Zebedee came up to him with her sons, and kneeling before him she asked him for something.And he said to her, "What do you want?" She said to him, "Say that these two sons of mine are to sit, one at your right hand and one at your left,in your kingdom." Jesus answered, "You do not know what you are asking. Are you able to drink the cup that I am to drink?" They said to him, "We are able." He said to them,"You will drink my cup, but to sit at my right hand and at my left is not mine to grant, but it is for those for whom it has been(K) prepared by my Father.
"And when the ten heard it, they were indignant at the two brothers. But Jesus called them to him and said,"You know that the rulers of the Gentiles lord it over them, and their great ones exercise authority over them. It shall not be so among you. But whoever would be great among you must be your servant,and whoever would be first among you must be your slave,even as the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many."
Matthew 20:20-28
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
See, I have this desperate inner need to be noticed by important people and liked the best. I have this desperation to need control, to be the one who was right.
Doesn't that all sound so exhausting...
All of those needs I have are really the sin of pride.
Sometimes, I picture myself out there in the cold night building my own Tower of Babel...The Tower of Tina... If I build it all by myself then I can stand on the top for all to see how great I am. It is a silly mental picture but I think it is a pretty accurate picture.
Anyway,I have been struggling with those desperate thoughts this week.
Although I hate these inner struggles and am SO embarrassed that they show in my actions towards others (no hiding the yuck), I am glad that God cares enough about me to expose the sin in my life. I am SO thankful He forgives me, and very thankful he helps me grow more Christ like every day.
Here are three different passages from the Bible that have been turning around in my head this week.
Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves.
Philippians 2:3
An argument started among the disciples as to which of them would be the greatest. Jesus, knowing their thoughts, took a little child and had him stand beside him. Then he said to them, "Whoever welcomes this little child in my name welcomes me; and whoever welcomes me welcomes the one who sent me. For he who is least among you all—he is the greatest."
Luke 9:46-48
Then the mother of the sons of Zebedee came up to him with her sons, and kneeling before him she asked him for something.And he said to her, "What do you want?" She said to him, "Say that these two sons of mine are to sit, one at your right hand and one at your left,in your kingdom." Jesus answered, "You do not know what you are asking. Are you able to drink the cup that I am to drink?" They said to him, "We are able." He said to them,"You will drink my cup, but to sit at my right hand and at my left is not mine to grant, but it is for those for whom it has been(K) prepared by my Father.
"And when the ten heard it, they were indignant at the two brothers. But Jesus called them to him and said,"You know that the rulers of the Gentiles lord it over them, and their great ones exercise authority over them. It shall not be so among you. But whoever would be great among you must be your servant,and whoever would be first among you must be your slave,even as the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many."
Matthew 20:20-28
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Little Hands and Boats
The end goal is to help little ones to develop their writing skills but there is something so heart warming about watching little hands gripping the pencil so hard and with much effort writing their name like this. Soon writing his name will take no thought at all...I am cherishing these days,they grow so fast...
I found this picture on my son's camera chip. It was a picture he took of dad at grandpa and grandma Frye's house in Illinois last month. I wonder who Jeff is talking to? I bet one of his old schoolmates.
See the quilt in the back ground? The kids and I made that what seems like so long ago for Grandpa Bob's birthday. Could it have been when we just had six children? Maybe Joel was born so that would have made it seven children. I forget. Anyway, I sewed it all together but the kids each looked through my fabric scraps and chose their boat colors. It looks like we wrote our names on our squares even. I forgot what a fun quilt it was. I think I remember the quilt book it came from. I should dig it out again.
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
I found this picture on my son's camera chip. It was a picture he took of dad at grandpa and grandma Frye's house in Illinois last month. I wonder who Jeff is talking to? I bet one of his old schoolmates.
See the quilt in the back ground? The kids and I made that what seems like so long ago for Grandpa Bob's birthday. Could it have been when we just had six children? Maybe Joel was born so that would have made it seven children. I forget. Anyway, I sewed it all together but the kids each looked through my fabric scraps and chose their boat colors. It looks like we wrote our names on our squares even. I forgot what a fun quilt it was. I think I remember the quilt book it came from. I should dig it out again.
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Friday, April 23, 2010
A Few Pictures That Warm My Heart
and remind me this season in life is fleeting
A cat nap with the cat
The beauty of coloring crayons
Shoes on the table
A spring time bouquet
As well as a few random pictures!
A peek at my newest sewing project
A double yolk. Ok,this is just a cool picture. I have seen double yolks before but never hard boiled.
And now a few random picture-less thoughts!
The beautiful sound of bare toddler feet running across the driveway.
Two five year olds running across the neighbors yard after a wild rabbit they want as a pet and hear, "I know Grace,maybe if we get a bucket..."
My heart swelling with thankfulness as I watch my many children running towards me after their fun at the park. I think that they all look so small and vulnerable against the largeness of the park. Isn't it just beautiful they are running towards security,towards a mom and dad who love them so much,and then we take their hands and lead them towards the Lord.
I then wonder how many more fatherless and motherless children we can fit in our home. Surely, Lord we can fit six or seven,maybe eight...please use us as you see fit but my deep heart's desire is that you fill our home overflowing with little ones whose hearts are broken,who will need someone to wipe their tears,to get down in the muck and sit with them until they are strong enough.Please Make us fit for the task.
And now, O Lord, for what do I wait?
My hope is in you.
Psalm 39:7
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
A cat nap with the cat
The beauty of coloring crayons
Shoes on the table
A spring time bouquet
As well as a few random pictures!
A peek at my newest sewing project
A double yolk. Ok,this is just a cool picture. I have seen double yolks before but never hard boiled.
And now a few random picture-less thoughts!
The beautiful sound of bare toddler feet running across the driveway.
Two five year olds running across the neighbors yard after a wild rabbit they want as a pet and hear, "I know Grace,maybe if we get a bucket..."
My heart swelling with thankfulness as I watch my many children running towards me after their fun at the park. I think that they all look so small and vulnerable against the largeness of the park. Isn't it just beautiful they are running towards security,towards a mom and dad who love them so much,and then we take their hands and lead them towards the Lord.
I then wonder how many more fatherless and motherless children we can fit in our home. Surely, Lord we can fit six or seven,maybe eight...please use us as you see fit but my deep heart's desire is that you fill our home overflowing with little ones whose hearts are broken,who will need someone to wipe their tears,to get down in the muck and sit with them until they are strong enough.Please Make us fit for the task.
And now, O Lord, for what do I wait?
My hope is in you.
Psalm 39:7
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Something That has Been On My Mind
Tina "Allow nothing to keep you from looking with strong determination into the face of God regarding yourself..." Oswald Chambers
This set of verses below has been going through my mind for some time now.
Lord, I will finally stop and look...
I therefore, a prisoner for the Lord, urge you to walk in a manner worthy of the calling to which you have been called, with all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another in love, eager to maintain the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace.
Ephesians 4: 1-3
What is this saying to me?
Tina, Tina, please hear me and take what I am telling you to heart.
I, the Lord, urge you to be the mom and wife that is worthy of the calling I set before you.
You need to be humble in dealing with your family.
You need to be gentle in dealing with them.
You need to be patient with them.
You need to love them even when they are hard to love.
You need to seek out peace with them, not hold grudges, or unforgiving thoughts
Understand Tina, I humble you so that I may then lift you up for my love for you is great.
Lord, I understand. I hear.
Let us know; let us (me) press on to know the Lord;
his going forth is as sure as the dawn;
he will come to us (me) as the showers,
as the spring rains that water the earth."
Hosea 6:3
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
This set of verses below has been going through my mind for some time now.
Lord, I will finally stop and look...
I therefore, a prisoner for the Lord, urge you to walk in a manner worthy of the calling to which you have been called, with all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another in love, eager to maintain the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace.
Ephesians 4: 1-3
What is this saying to me?
Tina, Tina, please hear me and take what I am telling you to heart.
I, the Lord, urge you to be the mom and wife that is worthy of the calling I set before you.
You need to be humble in dealing with your family.
You need to be gentle in dealing with them.
You need to be patient with them.
You need to love them even when they are hard to love.
You need to seek out peace with them, not hold grudges, or unforgiving thoughts
Understand Tina, I humble you so that I may then lift you up for my love for you is great.
Lord, I understand. I hear.
Let us know; let us (me) press on to know the Lord;
his going forth is as sure as the dawn;
he will come to us (me) as the showers,
as the spring rains that water the earth."
Hosea 6:3
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
I Can't Believe I Did That!!
The evening started out good.
A tasty plate of Deviled Eggs. Mmmm!!
A little later in the evening I thought I would start on a bag I thought seemed fun to make.
I chose my fabric.
A very different look than the picture but I though a kind of retro look would be fun. My choice must have been influenced by the antique and flea market I was at yesterday.
As I was cutting my fabric I was in a deep conversation with Grant and Alan about the characters in Star Trek Voyager verses those in Star Trek:TNG.
Before I knew it I had made a HUGE cutting mistake ,I mean HUGE HUGE, that made my fabric useless in making this bag.
ARG!!!
After much fussing and then much thought, I decided to somehow find another way to use the fabric.
So I decided to make a smaller bag based on this bag pattern.
I have only cut the pieces out but it will look pretty cute when it is finished.
With the rest I am going to make a 30" x 30" baby blanket that will match the bag. One side will look like this:
(Sorry the picture is very bad. It is the same fabric as the bag)
and the other side I will have all jean fabric with red rick rack and applique flowers to match the bag. I will show the set when I finish it. I think I will end up being more pleased with this than the original bag!
While I was up trying to fix my cutting error,Grant was down in the basement working on a new ship.
Isn't this SO neat!
He used many odds and ends. A super ball,film,a paintbrush,pieces of a broken tape player and radio.
Very impressive!
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
A tasty plate of Deviled Eggs. Mmmm!!
A little later in the evening I thought I would start on a bag I thought seemed fun to make.
I chose my fabric.
A very different look than the picture but I though a kind of retro look would be fun. My choice must have been influenced by the antique and flea market I was at yesterday.
As I was cutting my fabric I was in a deep conversation with Grant and Alan about the characters in Star Trek Voyager verses those in Star Trek:TNG.
Before I knew it I had made a HUGE cutting mistake ,I mean HUGE HUGE, that made my fabric useless in making this bag.
ARG!!!
After much fussing and then much thought, I decided to somehow find another way to use the fabric.
So I decided to make a smaller bag based on this bag pattern.
I have only cut the pieces out but it will look pretty cute when it is finished.
With the rest I am going to make a 30" x 30" baby blanket that will match the bag. One side will look like this:
(Sorry the picture is very bad. It is the same fabric as the bag)
and the other side I will have all jean fabric with red rick rack and applique flowers to match the bag. I will show the set when I finish it. I think I will end up being more pleased with this than the original bag!
While I was up trying to fix my cutting error,Grant was down in the basement working on a new ship.
Isn't this SO neat!
He used many odds and ends. A super ball,film,a paintbrush,pieces of a broken tape player and radio.
Very impressive!
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Antiquing
Today was a day I have been looking forward to for a few months.
There was the big antique and flea market at the Minnesota State Fair grounds. I used to go most every April until we moved down here to Waseca. What fun to go back! Elena spent the afternoon with her friends back in Waseca but Jeff dropped me off at the antique show while he took the rest of the family to Como zoo which was pretty close to the fair grounds. What a trouper Jeff is. We all had an enjoyable day.
I really did not need much. I was mostly looking fun vintage fabrics. I did not see many but I came back with a few goodies.
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
There was the big antique and flea market at the Minnesota State Fair grounds. I used to go most every April until we moved down here to Waseca. What fun to go back! Elena spent the afternoon with her friends back in Waseca but Jeff dropped me off at the antique show while he took the rest of the family to Como zoo which was pretty close to the fair grounds. What a trouper Jeff is. We all had an enjoyable day.
I really did not need much. I was mostly looking fun vintage fabrics. I did not see many but I came back with a few goodies.
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Just The Swankiest
God make my life a little light
Within the world to glow;
A little flame that burneth bright,
Wherever I may go.
God make my life a little flower
That giveth joy to all,
Content to bloom in native bower,
Although the place be small.
God make my life a little song
That comforteth the sad
That helpeth others to be strong,
And makes the singer glad.
God make my life a little staff
Whereon the weak may rest,
That so what health and strength I have
May serve my neighbors best.
God make my life a little hymn
Of tenderness and praise,
Of faith, that never waxeth dim,
In all His wondrous ways.
~ Matilda Edwards
~~~~
Meet Sluggy the Buggy
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Take a few cute mini notebooks,add some fun paper and maybe a little bling
and you get just the swankiest little gifts!
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Within the world to glow;
A little flame that burneth bright,
Wherever I may go.
God make my life a little flower
That giveth joy to all,
Content to bloom in native bower,
Although the place be small.
God make my life a little song
That comforteth the sad
That helpeth others to be strong,
And makes the singer glad.
God make my life a little staff
Whereon the weak may rest,
That so what health and strength I have
May serve my neighbors best.
God make my life a little hymn
Of tenderness and praise,
Of faith, that never waxeth dim,
In all His wondrous ways.
~ Matilda Edwards
~~~~
Meet Sluggy the Buggy
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Take a few cute mini notebooks,add some fun paper and maybe a little bling
and you get just the swankiest little gifts!
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Friday, April 16, 2010
This Dad's Job is Never Done
Tonight Jeff and a few kids had a late night fire and Smore making time.
Nolan (10) Josh (9)
Dad tries to convince a tot named Lily that Smores are a tasty treat.
Lily is still not real convinced. She could not get past the messiness of Smore eating but she did try some.
Joel on the other hand, has no problem getting all marshmallow sticky
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Nolan (10) Josh (9)
Dad tries to convince a tot named Lily that Smores are a tasty treat.
Lily is still not real convinced. She could not get past the messiness of Smore eating but she did try some.
Joel on the other hand, has no problem getting all marshmallow sticky
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Count Your Blessings
Name them one by one
Count your many blessings
See what God has done...
A ten year old who is very proud of his Paul and Silas diorama
A tot washing her hands just a little longer to get them extra clean
Sisters brought together who were born over 5542 miles apart
A five year old boy's bug friends
A cozy moment with an uncommonly mellow tot
Six more baby blankets finished
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Count your many blessings
See what God has done...
A ten year old who is very proud of his Paul and Silas diorama
A tot washing her hands just a little longer to get them extra clean
Sisters brought together who were born over 5542 miles apart
A five year old boy's bug friends
A cozy moment with an uncommonly mellow tot
Six more baby blankets finished
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
The Glory
I ran across this quote
"And shall I ask at the day's end once more
What beauty is, and what I can have meant
By happiness?"
that I put above just below my blog topper tonight as I was glancing through a book called A Few Fair Days by Jan Gardam.
I looked the quote up and found it is a part of this poem by Edward Thomas.
The Glory
The glory of the beauty of the morning, -
The cuckoo crying over the untouched dew;
The blackbird that has found it, and the dove
That tempts me on to something sweeter than love;
White clouds ranged even and fair as new-mown hay;
The heat, the stir, the sublime vacancy
Of sky and meadow and forest and my own heart: -
The glory invites me, yet it leaves me scorning
All I can ever do, all I can be,
Beside the lovely of motion, shape, and hue,
The happiness I fancy fit to dwell
In beauty's presence. Shall I now this day
Begin to seek as far as heaven, as hell,
Wisdom or strength to match this beauty, start
And tread the pale dust pitted with small dark drops,
In hope to find whatever it is I seek,
Hearkening to short-lived happy-seeming things
That we know naught of, in the hazel copse?
Or must I be content with discontent
As larks and swallows are perhaps with wings?
And shall I ask at the day's end once more
What beauty is, and what I can have meant
By happiness? And shall I let all go,
Glad, weary, or both? Or shall I perhaps know
That I was happy oft and oft before,
Awhile forgetting how I am fast pent,
How dreary-swift, with naught to travel to,
Is Time? I cannot bite the day to the core.
Edward Thomas
I'm not all that good figuring out poems but I think this poem is about Edward Thomas being so awestruck by the glory of the beauty of the morning that he feels his words fall so short in describing it. Do you get that too by reading the poem?
I was thinking that there are days I can not describe with justice the glory of the beauty of my life, my days, my husband, my children, and even the circumstances that I face that day. My heart overflows with awe, thankfulness, gratefulness to God for his care, grace, and faithfulness to myself and my family. The circumstances of those days are not always easy but I can still see the beauty.
Then there are those days (um...like today) that I seem to be blind to anything glorious or beautiful at all about my life.
I think the secret to seeing the glory of the beauty of God in my days is to train myself to see what I do not see but know is there. It is seeing by faith.
This is why I like my blog...there are days when I see only in hind sight after my posts are written then I can smile about my day.
I do ask God to help me grow in maturity.To not be blind until the day is in my rear view mirror to see God's beauty in it. Maybe to someday I will stop mid-mommy tantrum and see the beauty God has placed in my life at the moment it is happening. I think God can do that.
Now I will move to something kind of trivial after my reflective thoughts!
Four baby blankets down...Twenty-two more to go. I can finish them...sooner rather than later...I will finish them.
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
"And shall I ask at the day's end once more
What beauty is, and what I can have meant
By happiness?"
that I put above just below my blog topper tonight as I was glancing through a book called A Few Fair Days by Jan Gardam.
I looked the quote up and found it is a part of this poem by Edward Thomas.
The Glory
The glory of the beauty of the morning, -
The cuckoo crying over the untouched dew;
The blackbird that has found it, and the dove
That tempts me on to something sweeter than love;
White clouds ranged even and fair as new-mown hay;
The heat, the stir, the sublime vacancy
Of sky and meadow and forest and my own heart: -
The glory invites me, yet it leaves me scorning
All I can ever do, all I can be,
Beside the lovely of motion, shape, and hue,
The happiness I fancy fit to dwell
In beauty's presence. Shall I now this day
Begin to seek as far as heaven, as hell,
Wisdom or strength to match this beauty, start
And tread the pale dust pitted with small dark drops,
In hope to find whatever it is I seek,
Hearkening to short-lived happy-seeming things
That we know naught of, in the hazel copse?
Or must I be content with discontent
As larks and swallows are perhaps with wings?
And shall I ask at the day's end once more
What beauty is, and what I can have meant
By happiness? And shall I let all go,
Glad, weary, or both? Or shall I perhaps know
That I was happy oft and oft before,
Awhile forgetting how I am fast pent,
How dreary-swift, with naught to travel to,
Is Time? I cannot bite the day to the core.
Edward Thomas
I'm not all that good figuring out poems but I think this poem is about Edward Thomas being so awestruck by the glory of the beauty of the morning that he feels his words fall so short in describing it. Do you get that too by reading the poem?
I was thinking that there are days I can not describe with justice the glory of the beauty of my life, my days, my husband, my children, and even the circumstances that I face that day. My heart overflows with awe, thankfulness, gratefulness to God for his care, grace, and faithfulness to myself and my family. The circumstances of those days are not always easy but I can still see the beauty.
Then there are those days (um...like today) that I seem to be blind to anything glorious or beautiful at all about my life.
I think the secret to seeing the glory of the beauty of God in my days is to train myself to see what I do not see but know is there. It is seeing by faith.
This is why I like my blog...there are days when I see only in hind sight after my posts are written then I can smile about my day.
I do ask God to help me grow in maturity.To not be blind until the day is in my rear view mirror to see God's beauty in it. Maybe to someday I will stop mid-mommy tantrum and see the beauty God has placed in my life at the moment it is happening. I think God can do that.
Now I will move to something kind of trivial after my reflective thoughts!
Four baby blankets down...Twenty-two more to go. I can finish them...sooner rather than later...I will finish them.
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Bean Soup and a Few Cheesy Smiles
This soup I made today did not taste as bad as it looks.
It was really quite good. Everyone liked it.
I'm actually embarrassed to list the ingredients but just to show you that simple humble meals can taste as good as fancy ones I will.
Ok,here goes...
Broth made from a boiled ham bone and leftover ham pieces
A pound each of dried lentils and pinto beans cooked in the crock pot earlier in the day
A half of a left over ramen noodle beef spice packet
A few leftover ramen noodles to make the soup look fancy ;~)
A couple cups of mashed potato flakes (the soup was a little too thin)
Garlic salt
Pepper
Today twelve of the kids had dentist appointments so Jeff made two separate trips to the dentist. Not one cavity in the bunch!
I found some willing to show off their sparkly pearls before bed time.
Josh (9) Joel (5) Anya (7)
Ekie (8) Grace (5) Naomi (7)
Cyrus (11)
Odell (9) Joyce (13) Sorry for it being out of focus
Nolan (9) Alan (13)
On the home school front, I was looking over the spelling words for some of my children. I got to a few words that I have never heard of before. I had to look up their meanings in the dictionary. It is hard to test the kids on words I have absolutly no idea their meaning how to pronounce. I was feeling a little dumb until Jeff said he did not know either.
bravadoes
porticoes
viragoes
roe
Now if any of you actually know what these words mean without looking them up,I am amazed!!
If you read my post yesterday I just thought I would mention I was not being sarcastic about the lawn chair. As I reread the post I thought it might have read that way. No,I truly thought it was sweet that Jeff thought about me and that God had provided it.We are not too proud to garbage pick. Just thought I would mention that.I have a great thoughtful husband. I know Jeff had not read my blog yesterday or today so Jeff when you read this Thank you!
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
It was really quite good. Everyone liked it.
I'm actually embarrassed to list the ingredients but just to show you that simple humble meals can taste as good as fancy ones I will.
Ok,here goes...
Broth made from a boiled ham bone and leftover ham pieces
A pound each of dried lentils and pinto beans cooked in the crock pot earlier in the day
A half of a left over ramen noodle beef spice packet
A few leftover ramen noodles to make the soup look fancy ;~)
A couple cups of mashed potato flakes (the soup was a little too thin)
Garlic salt
Pepper
Today twelve of the kids had dentist appointments so Jeff made two separate trips to the dentist. Not one cavity in the bunch!
I found some willing to show off their sparkly pearls before bed time.
Josh (9) Joel (5) Anya (7)
Ekie (8) Grace (5) Naomi (7)
Cyrus (11)
Odell (9) Joyce (13) Sorry for it being out of focus
Nolan (9) Alan (13)
On the home school front, I was looking over the spelling words for some of my children. I got to a few words that I have never heard of before. I had to look up their meanings in the dictionary. It is hard to test the kids on words I have absolutly no idea their meaning how to pronounce. I was feeling a little dumb until Jeff said he did not know either.
bravadoes
porticoes
viragoes
roe
Now if any of you actually know what these words mean without looking them up,I am amazed!!
If you read my post yesterday I just thought I would mention I was not being sarcastic about the lawn chair. As I reread the post I thought it might have read that way. No,I truly thought it was sweet that Jeff thought about me and that God had provided it.We are not too proud to garbage pick. Just thought I would mention that.I have a great thoughtful husband. I know Jeff had not read my blog yesterday or today so Jeff when you read this Thank you!
Warmly,
A Patchwork Mommy
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