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It has been raining the last 2 days.

A LOT.

Our 70′s-80′s bid us farewell for a few days. Totally OK with that, no complaints. Could be snowing still, right? ;-) – while indoors though we have to find ways to entertain ourselves. Board games do become a must.

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Can you tell our floors/rugs need cleaning? gag. I did vacuum last night but I need to heavily mop soon.

What are your favorite board games? My kids recently love is Monopoly Jr. Although Caleb wants to attempt the “real” monopoly… I however am not ready for that sort of board game commitment haha.. Going to teach the kids UNO today.

2 Year’s Spiritual Birthday

Hard to believe it has already been 2 years since Caleb our 1st born asked Jesus to come into his heart.

A precious, precious moment… and I can honestly say I have seen growth since.

We are blessed.


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I get to photograph baptism on occasion at our church. They try to provide professional photos for all the families who want it… I must admit, I really do enjoy doing it. I wish I had more of me to give to do this more often.

This is a friend of mine’s little boy who just got baptized a few weeks ago. Was a special double sided baptism service. They had baptism on both side of the church. I had the back lit spot and although the angle and lighting was tricky, I sure did love how they came out. I would share more but for the sake of family privacy and the fact I dont know the families getting baptized ill only post a few of my friends son, since I know she doesnt mind :)

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I loved their new MADE NEW shirts they had for this service.

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One song they sung in our service was called Victor’s Crown. It is a favorite of mine these days. The young lady who sings it at our church Abigail though blows the original Hillsong singer out of the water (no offense to her, shes great too) . I so wish I had her version to play here… FBCW digital peeps reading, we got it some place? :) ::wink wink::

Since I don’t though here is the hillsong version :) … but here is a photo of Abigail singing from that sunday ;-) – just so you get kind of a feel of that service.

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We plan to celebrate Caleb’s Spiritual Birthday this thursday when Travis’ is off from work. Do you all celebrate spiritual birthdays? If so, what sort of traditions do you have surrounding those days? Im always up for ideas.

Colors – It works so far

You all will think I am nuts when I tell you this. I seriously contemplated selling everything and living in an RV. No, forreal. I kinda sorta want too. We however probably will not :) – but there is a part of me that would love to try. While on my RV “search of information” spell, I found a blog called Inspiration Station. A family of 8, yes 6 kids… live in an RV. Full time. They are such a cute family too and seem totally normal :) – at least to me they do… but by our world aka social standards they are nuts. Lots of kids and no real house. To them though it is home. There is also a site called the Kellogg Show. This family has 12 kids! They also live in an RV. I am not sure I could do it with 12… this family inparticular seems a little to rough around the edges for my sanity too. Im all for big families. Trust me :) – but im also for structure… I watched a handful of the youtube videos they had on their channel and I was a bit disappointed if im honest… but I don’t know them personally so I wont say much more. Do not think I could live in an RV with 12 kids regardless of how they behaved ;-) but with 4, I bet we could. Don’t worry dad, we aren’t. It is just a random thought I had – that I was “actually” considering. Strange.

One thing I learned though while on Inspiration Station’s blog was how they keep clutter down – for obvious reasons. One thing she talked about was their color coding dish system. With such limited space she had to come up with a way to limit the amount of dishes used. So she gave each person in the family (or child) a color. Each child got ONE cup in their color, one plate in their color, one bowl and so on. Make sense? So if that child came to the kitchen and wanted a drink but could not find their cup in the “normal cup spot” – they would not be allowed to get a drink unless they found their cup.

I cannot even begin to tell you the frustration I have dealt with over cups. By the end of the day I had 15 cups to wash. No lie. Was down right crazy to wash that many cups or use that many.

So! I got color coded cups, plates & bowls for all the boys! I btw pre-color coding was big on ALL GLASS. I had no plastic cups really, only glass. I love glass… not a fan of plastics… but I am giving way to my OCD and anti-plastic desires and choosing plastic for this particular thing, in order to gain sanity with the cup situation. :) I don’t really think plastic is bad unless you microwave with it or put something hot in it. Since we don’t intend to drink hot drinks in these, I am ok with it.

These tumblers came from Dollar Tree. So pleased with their selection these days.
*The Purple cup looks slightly darker. That was my cup and it had tea… it really is a very pretty purple otherwise.*

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Caleb is Green. Taite Blue. Owen Red. Travis Orange and myself Purple. Reed because he is still small and needs bottles/sippy cups… we don’t really have a special cup for him. I did however get him yellow plates. So when he is older he will be the color yellow… or possibly white. I haven’t decided ;-) – so far this system is working great! I have not had an endless supply of dirty cups to wash and instead of washing dishes twice a day, I only had to do them but once.

I did btw put all the other cups up high. This way the kids are not tempted to use them. They would have to get a step stool to even reach the normal cups now… We will still use them when guest come…

To end, a few random photos from a picnic we had on our back deck yesterday. Love this spring weather!

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“Cheers”

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A Bedroom

This morning I was checking e-mails and with that task comes checking my facebook messages. I try not to stream facebook often. It sucks me in and I waste time… however since I run a business I do have to check my messages there as well…

While on there this morning I saw in my feeds a link to a write up about Children’s bedrooms around the globe. It caught my eye and so I clicked it.

As I scrolled through the images on this page… looking at all these children around the globe and the bedrooms they slept in. I was humbled. So often I get caught up in perfection. While I know it will never happen, ever. Even once my kids are gone and out of my home, a house almost never is perfect. Yet I strive so hard for that perfect home. Our home is 3 stories. Yes, 3. It is not elaborate but it is on the large side IMO. We are thankful for it.

Our drive way enters a double garage and from that you enter our basement. The basement consist of a study (my husbands) as well as a guestroom/playroom w/ Queen bed and a full bathroom. That room opens up onto a back deck that gives access to our backyard. It is a great set up. We love having that space since my family visits often. Gives them their own space to be when visiting.

On the main floor (technically our 2nd floor) we have our kitchen, living room, laundry room, den & school room. Typical I suppose for a main floor. I love how our home has large windows and an open floor plan. It really is a great layout even though at times I complain it is to loud, since it is so open.

Upstairs (the 3rd floor) we have 4 bedrooms… master/master bath, small nursery and then two normal sized bedrooms and another full bath. This floor in our home I must admit gets neglected. It is out of sight most of the day and therefore I don’t mess with it much. Majority of those who enter our home never see it. So it isn’t high on the priority list. Yet, I beat myself up so often about its imperfection.

How the kids leave closet doors open CONSTANTLY (drives me nuts), how they cant seem to keep clothes off the floor or beds made neatly. The bed making thing I do encourage but I have never been very firm on it because I don’t make my bed most days. So I feel a bit hypocritical asking them to do it, if I don’t. My kids do a lot of other chores and I guess because of that this has never seemed “super” important… That is just me. I would much rather them help do dishes, take out trash, etc…

I am trying very hard to weed out clutter in our home. We have very few TOYS upstairs. The boys are allowed a few toys to play with in their bed… but that is about it. Their closets are NOT packed full of toys. Less is essential here. I am finding the more TOYS we have, the more bickering we have. There really is no need to have a ton of nick knacks laying around.

Right now my goal is to scale down clothing. A TON. I think once I figure this out the messes will be much less and I am ok with the imperfections and organization my kids have with their things. As you can tell we have some critters in our home. Taite has a Hamster named Daisy (she’s new, his last hamster died recently). Caleb has a bearded dragon named August, a garter snake named Lief and LOTS of supplies to tend to them. Some of those supplies are live feed – so he requires lots of “stuff” to do what he does. I am just thankful he does it so I don’t have to.

With this post though of these children, it was just a reminder of how a bedroom really does not need to be perfection. It is a reminder of how blessed we are, messy bed and all. A reminder of what should be valued, that child. Not the mess. Being thankful for FOUR walls… without cracks in them or gaping holes. For soft carpet and mattresses… clean linen’s and light. We have so much and yet we can’t see how blessed we are.

So for personal therapy… I decided I would take photos of 2 of my children’s bedrooms to share their messes :) – I was going to photograph Reed’s but he was napping at the time. His room is bare though. Consist of an old crib and 1 dresser, that is it. He has no toys in his room and typically the only mess found there are his blankets or stuff toys he likes in his crib thrown on the floor. Or baskets of clothing I have yet to put away. Nothing to interesting… ;-)

I do not like that their room’s look sloppy in these photos… but I want to share with those reading that I am not perfect. We do not live in a perfected magazine home… and messes do occur in a house hold with 4 boys :)


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Taite & Owen’s bed’s do bunk. They wanted them unbunked though.
Also they are way easier to make up and wash unbunked.

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To View the Original Source of the Photos of Children’s bedrooms above CLICK HERE (its a great article, seriously click it)

Glimmers

IMG_0962There are countless times I am out alone with my 4 boys. More times than not it is my own doing but a doing that I feel is something I need to do. We don’t do much. We can’t. It is just how life is right now. The days of going and doing all the fun activities just can’t happen. Playdate’s at jump houses do not happen. While $5-8.00 a kid doesn’t seem bad… x that by 3 or 4, it sure does add up. So we do little… and that is ok. On occasion though I do feel the need to treat our boys to some adventures and one of those adventures lately have been the zoo. We try to get a season pass to some sort of museum, zoo, aquarium type place at least once a year. Our 1st year here it was the Georgia Aquarium. This year the Atlanta Zoo.

Some trips are better than others… this particular trip went well.

Just the 4 boys and I.

With a cooler packed and my mind set on relaxing as best I could in a zoo with 4 boys.

The trip went well.

I know when I go on trips like this I have to go in with thoughts of positivity…. and preparedness… preparing myself as well as my boys. Reminding them that I need their help and that daddy is not with us. That I need them to be big and to listen and obey, so that mommy does not loose her mind. Yes I have said that outloud before, to them. Some may NOT agree with my choice of words :) – Its just what comes out.

We went.

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we saw.

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IMG_0984& In those moments I felt blessed. While moments did get hectic…. one part of the day in-particular stands out to me. We made a pit stop at the zoo playground… this particular day it was filled to the max. I think every school in Atlanta decided it was a great day to come. :-) It was busy and while there children dashed back and forth with no care at all but for themselves. I watched children bicker over monkey bars and kids push and shove little ones without blinking. My older 3 boys are old enough to play as they please without to much concern on my part… as I hovered over baby Reed though I got to admit, I got nervous at times. Watching these children ages 7+ years old ignoring the fact the playground was filled with infants and young toddlers.

After a few moments there my oldest Caleb came to me and said “Why aren’t these kids watching out for the babies?!” – at 9 years old he was clearly able to see what was going on and realized it was not safe or right. I stood my ground firm and would tell those quick passing kids pushing and shoving to watch it and be careful… with very little regard they just look at me and keep on.

You can’t parent other peoples kids.

I realize that.

I know that.

I wasn’t expecting for much more than what was given me in that moment.

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However, what blessed me was Caleb. Who mindfully watched for those not looking out for the babies… and wanted without even my asking, to protect and help his baby brother. I watched him help Reed up the steps… help baby Reed slide… He was like a shield over his little brother and it was a proud moment.

A moment I needed to see.

While thick in doubt right now.

Doubt of God’s provision of our family and protection… I see glimmers in the midst of His faithfulness… I am not proud of where I am right now spiritually. I am walking through some merky water and I am tired. I am not myself and I cannot wait to get out. I wish it was as easy as writing it down on a piece of paper or on a blog. Its not.


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Thankful for those glimmers.