Falling into February

Austin painted our bathroom last weekend.  I moved my plants around a bit to make this bathroom feel filtered.

Maddie went to gym and did about 50 back-hand-springs.

Molly wanted to exercise with Maisie, so she put on her workout clothes.

I have completed 500 Peloton workouts across their different platforms -- they finally sent me my century ride shirt.

Someone took this of Eddie and I reading together.  I liked it.  

Ryan took a video, and I am happy and laughing.  I wonder how often I really laugh and prove that I am enjoying this world I've been blessed to create.

https://photos.app.goo.gl/gCa1Y2htaqbBHiJu8

Eddie, Ryan and Molly went to Grandma's house to make valentines and spend time with her.  They always come home loved and so tickled.

Thursday we exchanged valentines with our homeschool group.  

Maddie's traditional hair.

Friday and Saturday Austin and his four sons ripped out the tile and carpet to begin our floor demo.

I stayed out and cleaned up the dust and made the meals.

We gathered with friends to play Bunko.  Lovely food and friends made for an evening of delight.

Sunday was Valentine's Day! 

 

We had early church and cold weather.

Nick stayed after for a meeting.  He wore and nice red sweater.

It's her red tights and shoes (and tiny red nails) that make me grin from ear to ear.

Grandma and Grandma came to lunch.  We ate then watched Andy pin his guy yesterday.

Then we studied our CFM lesson, played games, memorized gospel mastery verses, and ate crepes.  Nick came hopping out in Andy's hoodie -- both his arms and legs are in the arm holes. AHAHAHHA!

To remember:

Andy was really excited to get his first pin. We prayed for him all week.

It rained, just like we have been fasting and praying.

MUHS will begin again -- answering Maisie's prayer.

Nick worked alongside Austin for hours -- Nick was an answer to Austin's prayer.

Austin found a lady to temp this week -- another miracle.

Molly played "firefighter" with Eddie and Ryan and they didn't burn the house down.

I am reading Girl of the Limberlost long into the night, and I was acutally nice -- mercy.

Meg is healthy again, just like we've pleaded to the heavens.  

Our prayers are answered.  We just need to ask and then work really hard.

February Facts

Maddie and Molly choreopgraphed a new routine on the hoverboard.

We propagated geranims in science.

Meg is sick.  Elijah is running fast.  Meg will get better.  Elijah keeps running faster.

Tuesdays are our field trips.  We went bowling.  I sat back and watched each personality shine through.

• Maisie "pinged" from comment to comment throwing out connections and random strategies.
• Nick successfully nailed his clever one-liners, "FOR NARNIA!"  Then he dropped the ball and got a couple strikes and a spare.  He won.
• Maddie was her usual quiet self, and she was losing (she's used to winning everything), so she was more quiet than usual.  
• Eddie strategically played by learning how to score before we arrived, then knew about the three tries in the 10th frames.
• Ryan threw his ball down the lane.  He hopped and skipped with taking his ball up to the lane.
• Molly used the ball slide for her body, and passed the line into the oiled lane and slipped.  She wanted to leave early.

We also watched Maddie's gymnastics class.  

Maddie can do lots of tricks.  

Nick learned a cool new trick.

https://photos.app.goo.gl/QY8RqUASLgHX2FFJ7

Maisie watercolored a monchromatic still life.  Say that ten times fast.

Friday night I coordinated a flag football game.  We had so much fun, then landed at a restaraunt.

Saturday was six hours of flag footbal.  Nick caught the touchdown ball.

Eddie and Ryan both had a few carries.  Grandma and Grandp were so nice to come.  Austin spent the day repainted our bedroom and bathroom.  I didn't take one picture?

Sunday morning was quiet and slow -- Fast Sunday always is.

This is our third year celebrating the Super Bowl by eating a whole bunch of food.

 

Snowmageddon

 The pictures this week posted in reversed chronilogical order.  We spent the Sabbath wrestling and throwing each other around.

Eddie and Ryan are in the same weight class, so they go and go and go.

Meg faced timed us, and Nick kept in her in the loop with the matches.  I totally schooled Maisie and Nick.  I think they were afraid to break me.

Saturday Andy wrestled at 132.  He was pinned.  Rats!

Friday I took pictures of my lovely Christmas cactus.  I think she is so lovely.  Every single leaf has a bud.  I suppose I would be blooming from every leaf if I sat in the sun, rested when necessary, listened to my care taker coo at me, and drank lots of fortified water.  Hmmmm.  I should make that happen for myself.  You just watch my growth.

We bought our valentines and promptly came home to make them.  Ryan ripped all of his in half, after he had carefully written names.  He misunderstood how to use those little hearts; we'll have to try again.

Wednesday Andy wrestled very well.  He lost in the last few seconds.

Tuesday was our first field trip -- The Clarkdale Copper Art Museum.

We learned all about copper and it's importance to our city's history.

Austin fixed the fireplace, so the children pulled up their tables and chairs and studied in the cozy atmosphere of true winter.

See!  It snowed!  Molly was the first one out both days and the last one in.  She mostly ate the snow, but she isn't sick, so that's a bonus.

Monday morning Molly begged for crepes; I was nice; she ate tons of cream.

Rain!  Our dearth is real.  The monsoons didn't come this summer, which left our dessert even more parched than ever.  We've been praying for rain, and our local leaders have even asked that we fast for more.  We will; we will combine our faith to make rain come.  

I have faith that it will.  Let's just say that all my prayers are answered.  One time a family member was complaining about his job and location.  I asked him what his ideal move would be.  He told me, I told him that I would pray for his miracle and it would happen, and he belly laughed in my face.  I did pray for his dream location, and in less than a year he was headed right to that spot.  Clearly it was all God's plan, and clearly He listens to the small and big details, so it really wasn't my faith that made this miracle come about, but it was God's timing (To be sure, I wanted to call him and remind him about our conversation and that all my prayers are answered, but it really wasn't my doing.  And just between you and me, I'm always right and he's always wrong.  Always.).  Still, rain will come.  Especially if I start toting an umbrella wherever I go.  (I really want a pink one like Hagrid's, so I can inconspiculously use my hidden magic tendancies.  More on those later.)