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Rest of our Easter 2015 Pics :)

Rest of our Easter 2015 Pics :)

I totally meant to post these already… but im behind. Here are the rest of our Easter photos. We celebrated Easter with our old neighbors (who we lived beside for two years while in our City of Refuge Home). We have spent I believe every Easter with them since we moved here in 2011. Its been fun to do and see how the kids grow each year. This year we had to host because Jessie and Dave had a house project going on that made it less than ideal to host ;-) – so we opened up our house for the hunt this year. It was fun… the kids had a great time!

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We of course had to get a group photo of the kids.

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and for fun, here is a flash back to our 1st photo on our 1st Easter in GA

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Hope everyone had a fantastic Easter.

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Faint

Faint

Just a couple scriptures that have spoken to me lately. Thought Id share with those who don’t have instagram :)


A great piece of #truth to #reminder when you're in a hard place. #scripture

I saw this today on my bible app via @annettetate - funny how we met. It was years ago on the coast of NE NC. She had three boys and we had three boys. Almost identical in age. We struck off a convo and kept in touch. Her last name is my son Taites first

Those btw were made with the new IMAGE option in the Bible App.
Its fun to create and free!

& to end, a few grams from our weekend….

Anyone else doing laundry today? :) I realized after taking this it was a bit unfair Owen was vegging while taite did all the folding. He's five now. Time to work dude ;) #teachthemtoserve #boymom

Blessed to have such an awesome father to my boys and husband. While it may annoy me he leaves clothes beside the hamper or continues to store left overs he never intends to eat. I know I'm blessed to have him ????#marriage #12years #blessed

What keeps Reed busy during our history lesson. #jellytoast his favorite. The iPad and Netflix too help #boymom #homeschooling

Our cat lives on the wild side. Always on the ledge….

My #kitchenwindowview ????our cat Toby scared me. The drop would be around 25 or more feet. He loves sitting on the ledge of this deck and tries to catch bumblebees. #blackandwhitecats

He also seems to enjoy taking up space in our school room. Such a social cat. We love him.

Not only do I have a two year old constantly interrupting our #homeschooling - Toby who I mentioned is not your typical cat decides sitting on our books and reading chair is appropriate. ???? #blackandwhitecatofinstagram

Sometimes I totally pretend he's still a baby. #theygrowsofast #mamasboy #boymom

Taite (8) teaching Owen (5) how to put away silver ware. We make our boys empty the dish washer daily if not twice a day. They work together and it's done in less than 5 minutes. Owen hasn't been allowed to really help yet because he breaks to many glasse

The above image of Taite and Owen putting away dishes is really sweet for me to see. I spoke about this briefly on instagram… about how we are training our boys to teach their younger brothers. Obviously in every day things… “don’t hit…” “don’t spit” – you know basic 101 brother stuff haha… things they shouldn’t do but do have to learn. Beyond that though teaching our boys to serve is high up on our list. We think its super important. Now that Owen is 5 he will be assigned some chores. He is still young and his motorskills are still developing… I wont expect him to clean toilets just yet… or fold a perfect towel or shirt… but he can do little things.

So in that particular photo Taite who is 8, was teaching Owen who is 5 how to put away dishes.

We make the boys unload the dish washer at least once or twice a day. As a team it can be done in 5 minutes or less.

I also as you can see from above make them fold clothes. I wash, they fold. The only time I fold clothes is when I feel like it. That usually involves towels and my clothes/Travis’ clothes. To me, if the boys dirty 2 baskets a week of clothes, they can help out and fold majority of it. It if anything will teach them not to dirty so much, because it would only mean more for them to fold. :)

I have lots of areas I need to work on in parenting these dudes… but so far I am so thankful for 4 boys who despite some fight on occasion, seem willing to learn… and grow. It without a doubt takes lots of work... That work is worth it though… So to the Mamas who may be struggling and feeling as if they can’t get it all done. Know that 1. You can’t :) – so don’t stress out and quit worrying about perfection… but 2. Teach those children to serve to love on you and Christ…. I try really hard to explain how Mommy can’t do it all… and that even if they didn’t “dirty that dish” or “drop that toy” – by them helping me, they are blessing me. That Jesus tells us to serve and love others… to be giving and to be peace makers. Its something we all need reminding of daily. :) Even me.

America seems to have handicapped our children… by making them seem incapable of doing… and only being served… far from it. We don’t give our kids enough credit for what they are capable of. They can and should be a great help.


My dude looked nice this Sunday in his #thriftedblazer

Sunday I wore my clip in extensions. So fun to play with. I def do not wear them daily though.

#decaf junkies

Decaf coffee is a treat we allow the boys on Sundays. They think its “so cool.” :)

Reed adores the trolly! @fbcwoodstock  - any time we pass church he talks about it. Makes me wanna have a friend professionally photograph our family on one for memory sake.

and of course, the trolley ride is always a hit with Reed.

One more for Nana @dulceknits

I hope everyone else had a great Weekend.

Fire Fighter Museum

Fire Fighter Museum

Today we took a little field trip. We don’t do field trips often (although I hope one day we can be settled enough to do more with a local home school group… ). This trip worked out great. Travis has a 3 day weekend due to rotation week… so we made the best of a friday off and went to a local Fire Fighter Museum. Its free (we love free). It also wasn’t far. So that was a perk as well.

Reed’s big obsession lately are fire trucks. He makes the cutest “wooo wooo wooo” fire truck sounds ever. Very loud and vocal too. Its adorable. SO we knew this would be a hit. He had so much fun exploring the antique fire museum… but the real icing on the cake was when an actual fire fighter let him sit in the fire truck.

Made his day.

The older boys enjoyed it as well. All in all, a great trip.

Here are a few memories from our time.


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The machine Caleb is in front is called the Aurora. It has quiet the history! There are only 3 around to date.

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Fire Trucks sure are high too. A boys climbing dream :)

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The truck the boys were climbing on today cost A MILLION DOLLARS. Phew!

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Boys World

Boys World

You know you are living in a boys world, when you walk into their bedroom and see this….

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August was a bit in defensive positioning here :)
Anytime you approach him from above he puffs up.
Thinking Im a big bird or predator.

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He is gentle as can be though :)

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Btw, Happy Valentines everyone.

We aren’t really into Valentines here… don’t do much at all… but it is a good excuse to eat sweets, so im game :)

Teaching Care

Teaching Care

I get stopped often while out with my boys. Especially if I am running an errand… waiting in line somewhere… or trying on clothes (yes I have taken all four of my boys into a dressing room area – now that they are older they wait outside my dressing room, but you get the idea). When people ask me “Are all these yours?” :) I often wonder if they think I am their nanny or sister… but when I respond “Yup, all 4.” Their response more times than not is “Bless your heart.

For years my boys never really said anything when people would say this.

They were oblivious to the words of most strangers… and would just go on doing whatever boys do while out in public. :) Now that my older two are 8 and 10, they notice a lot more.

Caleb who is 10 often ask me “Why do people always say that?

I then have to explain to him that people think 4 kids is a lot… which I guess it is… but even more so they believe that having four boys especially is unusually hard and crazy to deal with.

Boys are crazy.

… and a tad foolish at times (then again so are girls).

They are loud.

Love to wrestle.

Run, jump, climb.

… but one thing that my boys are as well, is very caring.

Teaching boys CareI never believed you had to teach boys to love or care… but I am learning as I grow and my children grow, that caring… is far more than just loving each other. Caring is something we teach our boys to do as well.

Teaching them to care for those around them.

To care for their friends.

To care for their home.

Their things.

Their bodies.

To care for and respect authority.

To care about what they say to each other and how that may affect the other person.

Having boys is so much more than reigning in the hyper activity and rowdy play.

I have seen first hand how amazingly caring boys can be… but I have also seen how disrespectful and uncaring children can be when not taught to care. When I became a mother I never realized the responsibility that was being set for me in raising children. I knew the obvious responsibility. Clothing, loving, feeding, education a child… but its far more.

Thankful for wisdom.

Scripture.

From elders/adults I look up to.

All of which have helped me to raise four boys who are growing up to be amazing young men.

They are young… and while society seems to expect so little from children at the age my kids are… and really on into the teen years. I expect a lot and I believe we don’t give our kids enough credit for how amazing they can be, even at age 8 and 10.

They have their fights.

Their spats over stupidness.

The uncontrollable silliness on a night off.

… but while the world may see “Bless her Heart as they see me with a line of boys behind me in a store… I’m thinking “They Bless my Heart” and I am so thankful I can actually go out to a store and enjoy them.

Do I want to grocery shop with them every week? Not really haha. They are children… and children can be distracting while shopping, even while well behaved. It is far easier to grocery shop without them… but if I had to go to the store weekly with all four of my boys, it would be absolutely doable.

Enjoy motherhood.

Let them be children.

… but instill in them a desire to care.

Being Boys

Being Boys

Life as a Boy MomThere have been very few people in my life, that I have come across, who just very much dislike me and my family. I don’t say that in any way to brag… I think over all we are fairly likable people. I try to be kind and generous as much as I can with those I meet. There was a time and place in our journey moving around, that one of our neighbors from the get go was negative and cold to our family. She spoke to us maybe twice… One of those times she was asking us to move our trampoline over a foot… because it was “on her yard.” As if that foot mattered? and as if we knew (After all we had only been there a day or two…). There were not many pleasant encounters sadly and it really puzzled me as to why.

She had two children and we never saw them.

The drama surrounding this particular family is a bit in-depth but not worth really getting into much more than what I just shared. I am always hesitant to write about people who don’t know me well and I don’t know them well… I think there is wisdom in keeping our mouth shut… but I also find wisdom in speaking truth too… and talking about things I believe firmly in. So this is in no way to hate on a woman I don’t know. I truly felt for her… and I know we each have our own brokenness… and if she was still my neighbor, I would have tried to make things better… One thing I remember thinking though, when I observed this woman’s children, was that she never allowed them to play outdoors much. Maybe it was because she didn’t like us.. That very well could have been it. I remember thinking how I would have loved to have her son come out to play with our boys… and use our trampoline or play set… I think children being allowed to play outside is so important… Allowing boys to play. Create. Explore. Is so good for them.

To be boys.

Without every moment worrying about how dirty they may get or “if” they may possibly encounter a bug… or a snake.

Life to me is so much more than rules and perfectly kept children.

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Life as a Boy MomI wanted so badly for her to realize the freedom in just being… and enjoying the childhood we get to watch our kids live.

Yesterday,

…while my boys played happily and carefree in our creek.


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Getting messy.

Wet.

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Dirt and grit under their nails.

Exploring on their own, without me holding their hand every step of the way.

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I just couldn’t help but feel blessed.

Sounds crazy. In some moments like that you’d think the mom would automatically go to the “oh man… such a mess!” While there are days I can go towards that tendency… I am finding such freedom these days in letting that part of me go a bit more.

They are so much fun to watch and I love even more how “boyish” they are together as brothers…

… it blesses me greatly.

So to the mom who enjoys the monogrammed shirts (no hate, it is cute.). With cuties decked out in perfectly laced shoes, with no dirt on them. Leather jackets or name brand button ups. Let those dudes be dudes… and learn to love it. :-) There is plenty of time for perfecting a look. I don’t believe childhood should consist of perfection in the least.

From one grown up child who grew up digging into a creek with her older brother. I can honestly say my mom allowing me to explore and “be” a kid… did nothing but shape me into one cool dude mom, haha… and I am so thankful for that freedom she gave us.

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