Sunday, March 28, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
So here is the story of our new home....
Our real estate agent on the east coast, Deb, has been truly a gift from the Lord. She is very wise and always gives sound advice. She is from the town, Franklin, that we have been doing most of our searching, so she knows the market well. She has steered us clear from making hasty decisions and has been with us very step of the way. She hasn't really been excited about many of the homes we have seen, but very supportive. We knew this house and neighborhood was special when Deb told us that homes rarely come up for sale in it, especially for such a low price. We realize that we have to look at the house we decide to buy as an investment. Aaron and I both have learned that God requires an account of how we use the provisions His hand have given us, so our desire has been to be wise in such a huge purchase. The cost of living in New England is much higher than here in Oregon, and as you can imagine (and have seen along with me), the houses are much more expensive. That being said, we have gone through a gauntlet of emotions. Aaron and I have always held true to living well below our actual income. I have been called a minimalist on more that one occasion, (just look in my fridge!). The fact is, I would be very happy living in a small cabin tucked up in the hills somewhere, chopping wood, and hunting for our food..heck I'll even take the pioneer dress over my clothes any day of the week. But, that has not been God's plan for my life. I married a very gifted and driven man whom God has called to shine as a light for His glory, first as a professional athlete and now in the corporate world. Along with that calling I have been, (reluctantly at times), thrown into a world that would be completely the opposite of my "Pioneer Girl" nature. As you can imagine I struggle finding the balance. All of that being said, it's hard for me to have a lot. I would rather have a little. But, God has chosen to intrust Aaron and I with much...and to whom the Lord has given much He requires much. We have to be wise, faithful, generous and, yes, even content. Just as wrong as it would be to have pride in our accomplishments or our possessions, it is equally insulting to God's good grace to have pride in our simplicity and humility. Every single thing we have in life is from God. We desire to learn, in whatever state we are (with much or little, together or apart, healthy or hurting) to be content.
So, about the new house. Yes, it's brand new! I haven't even seen it in person, but Aaron loved it and I trust him. It's yellow with dormers...it has a nice big kitchen for everyone to gather round and even has an acre of woods in the back yard for the kids to explore. The landscaping isn't finished yet but is included, the builder only has a few more details to complete, but we hope to move in and make it our own around the end of May. Aaron told me that on the way to this neighborhood you have to drive through farmland and woods, which reminded him of Oregon. That is one of those extra little details that bless our hearts. I just hope this neighborhood is ready for the Kookies and the way we roll....down home, mismatched, skinned knees, hand me downs and all! No need to keep up with these Joneses...by all means, pass us up...please!
here is the link to some photos of our new home!
Monday, March 22, 2010
Hunger...constant, insatiable, hunger.
Splash your arms pits with apple juice and tell your mom it's because you want to smell good (not to mention taste good) as you proceed to show her (with pride) how you can even lick your armpits.
Finding yourself stuck up in a tree, hanging by only the collar of the vest that you are wearing (without a shirt underneath because you want your muscles to show.) Mom, running to your rescue while you laugh your head off.
Thinking it would be a great idea to see what would happen if you lock the cat in the car.
Sprinting headlong down a steep hill and leaping off the end of it, landing in a way that looked like you certainly hyperextended one, if not both knees...and still laughing your head off.
Coming home from your sisters soccer practice, jumping out of the car and peeing in a nearby bush, stating that, "no one can see me and I really had to go."
Telling your mom that your poor choices throughout the day are all due to a dull ache at the back of your head and you think you might have brain damage.
Not being too old (yet) to cover your mommy in kisses and hug her with those grimy hands, because to you she is still just the most wonderful lady that God ever created.
Please pray for my heart to be faithful and focused. I feel like my brain has turned to mush in all of this. I miss the simple routine of home life. If feels like everything is being turned upside down and I'm tempted to just start hastily putting it all back together on my own. I know that I need to rest in His good plan but my heart is really anxious.
Thank you all for your love and support.
We love you.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
That's the tough part.
"I wait on the Lord and in Him I put my trust."
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Can you tell it was VERY cold!? We were freezing...except for Ben, he ran around pretending to be a Puritan explorer. He even made a bow & arrow out of a branch and one of Abby's headbands. The weather made us realize how hard it must have been for the first settlers. The actual Plimoth Plantation opens up in just a few days. You can tour cabins, the Mayflower II, and talk to "real" PIlgrims. We can't wait to go back...when it warms up a bit! We did get a chance to see Plymouth Rock, the first Pilgrim burial grounds, and of course try some saltwater taffy!
Most of these photos are of our first time visiting the Boston Children's Museum. Needless to say, it was so fun. They have a lot of good deals for families too...like on Friday nights anyone can get in for just a buck! What was really nice for us was that we came during the middle of a school week, so it was not crowded at all. We truly enjoyed ourselves. I was also very thankful that I found it, in the middle of a huge city during a downpour and crazy northeastern drivers honking everywhere! We had to park on the roof of the parking garage, but it turned out to be a blessing because the kids saw a great view of the city skyline.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Abigail, "Ben, when I die, will you make sure that I have a beautiful grave?"
Ben, "Yes, of course!"
Abigail, "I mean like really beautiful...something out of gold, will you please make sure that it is out of gold?"
Ben, "Well, I guess...I mean, if I'm around that long."
It has been a tough road of searching...starting with the home we loved on Hunters Run (which finally closed this week to the other buyers) and going through house after house...too big, too small, too expensive, close to power lines, smelling a like smoke filled lounge, smells like dog pee, has carpet in the bathroom, on a busy road, on a steep cliff, too secluded, not private enough, etc.
So all of that to say this one look really special...with a little bit of our touches here and there, I think we can make it our own. Still, it is in our God's hands...we want to only be where HE desires us and we trust that He will show us.
Thanks for you prayers!
Monday, March 15, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
It's hard when your kids are naughty.
It's even harder when they are naughty in public.
Poor Elizabeth never had a chance to be good today.
I pulled her our of her warm bed at 4:30 am, strapped her into a cold car seat, didn't feed her until too late, made her wait too long to use the potty, and asked her to sit still and be quiet in an overcrowded plane for 6 hours.
Then the poor thing had to get off of that never ending turbulent ride from h-e- double hockey sticks, sit in another car for an hour, check into a strange hotel, go out to dinner (where she threw a fork across the table in front of God and everybody...so mommy and Elizabeth left....the later with a sore rear end), and then try to fall asleep in a different bed.
Recipe for disaster.
No, my little love, you never had a chance...so unfortunately every stranger that we have been in the presence of throughout the course of this very long day has not had the joy seeing you, I mean who you really are precious girl.
No little miss, it wasn't pretty.
But just remember this honey; one day you will be a very good mommy. You will be firm, and loving. Gentle and wise. You will correct and encourage. You will do everything right...but your little one will have those naughty days.
Don't worry...God is still very proud of you.
side note: as I end this post Elizabeth is in her little crib singing, "Savor He can moove mountain, my God is mightee to save...He ish mightee to save..foever conquer of salvation.. Jesus conquer da gwave...sha na na na let da holeworl sing, fo da gloree of raisin king!"
Amen little sister!
Friday, March 12, 2010
ps....you can call me anytime too...503-873-6568....503-999-5365
you are all so precious to me!
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
This week marks halfway through the marathon training.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
So Elizabeth insists on playing outside almost everyday, rain or shine, usually wearing her Snow White dress, sparkley shoes (covered in mud), and a jacket (if I'm lucky). "Nature Glam" is what I like to call it.
The Kookies are joining the "slow-movement"...this is a great book. Ann Kroeker writes out the words that have been jumbling around in my brain. She is scripturally sound and encouraging. This book is timely written and will speak to the hearts of many frenzied families. Love it!