Yesterday afternoon Little Guy did an experiment. He brought in a bowl of snow, put it under the faucet, and wanted to see if the running water would make it melt.
Yesterday evening Little Guy did another experiment. He didn't eat the last fruit snack in his package, but instead left it on the counter to see if it would be hard or soft in the morning.
Both of these hypotheses are ones he came up with. I taught him the word "experiment."
This afternoon when he was playing outside, he ran to the back door and asked if I had a bowl, so he could do a "secret."
"You want to do an experiment?" :)
"Yes, I want to see if the snow will melt."
It did. :)
Tuesday, March 27, 2018
Monday, March 26, 2018
White Socks - the Marine Biologist story
Maybe what I like best about these stories is that it shows our heavenly Father's fatherly care for us...
A teammate wrote a prayer letter several years ago in which she told the story of teaching marine biology at the missionary kid school. Although she had taught biology, chemistry, and physics, that was her first year to teach marine biology. She confessed that when it came to dissection, she was a bit nervous. They made it through the first two, but then came the miniature shark. She just wasn't sure she could give her student a good dissection experience.
But God! On that day, teammate R's sister who "just so happened" to be visiting from California, came by the school to see it. She has her Ph.D. in marine biology (!) and was THRILLED to lead the dissection, as she'd never had the opportunity to dissect that particular specimen. The student, of course, was happy, too.
My teammate was overwhelmed with God's fatherly care for her, caring even for a shark dissection by one student in a 24-student missionary kid school!
She hadn't even prayed for a Ph.D. marine biologist to come and help her, but God provided!
How have you seen God provide lately?
A teammate wrote a prayer letter several years ago in which she told the story of teaching marine biology at the missionary kid school. Although she had taught biology, chemistry, and physics, that was her first year to teach marine biology. She confessed that when it came to dissection, she was a bit nervous. They made it through the first two, but then came the miniature shark. She just wasn't sure she could give her student a good dissection experience.
But God! On that day, teammate R's sister who "just so happened" to be visiting from California, came by the school to see it. She has her Ph.D. in marine biology (!) and was THRILLED to lead the dissection, as she'd never had the opportunity to dissect that particular specimen. The student, of course, was happy, too.
My teammate was overwhelmed with God's fatherly care for her, caring even for a shark dissection by one student in a 24-student missionary kid school!
She hadn't even prayed for a Ph.D. marine biologist to come and help her, but God provided!
How have you seen God provide lately?
Thursday, March 22, 2018
Spring
Spring must be here.
Today as I drove, I saw:
I passed two tractors on the road.
The Farmer has started coming home after dark (and even later tonight due to racing the coming rain).
Today was the first day (of many) that he didn't come home for lunch.
Today was the first day that I was called into service to give a ride to or from a distant field.
Spring is here. Seeds will soon be in the ground. And then we will watch them grow to harvest, Lord willing.
Today as I drove, I saw:
- more than one machine shed with the doors flung open,
- tractors and cultivators sitting out in farmyards, supposedly getting readied to use
- tank after white tank of anhydrous.
I passed two tractors on the road.
The Farmer has started coming home after dark (and even later tonight due to racing the coming rain).
Today was the first day (of many) that he didn't come home for lunch.
Today was the first day that I was called into service to give a ride to or from a distant field.
Spring is here. Seeds will soon be in the ground. And then we will watch them grow to harvest, Lord willing.
Who plants a seedbeneath the sodand waits to seebelieves in God.
1000 Gifts, Vol. 5, #66
651. a Pennsylvania lumberjack who walked the sawdust trail with his wife at a tent revival
652. that couple's prayers that one of their sons would become a preacher
653. God's answer that THREE of their sons would become preachers
654. the Christian marriage and home of one of those preachers in particular
655. his son and their five daughters who made many happy memories
656. their youngest daughter who loved Jesus and people and life and was known for her kindness
657. her trust in Jesus as her Savior
658. her five children, ten grandchildren, and five great-grandchildren who loved her dearly
659. her five children (& spouses), ten grandchildren (& most spouses), three great-grandchildren, three sisters (& spouses), three nieces [I am one] and one nephew (& spouses), and four great-nieces and great-nephews who gathered to remember her life & faith, glorify her God, and laugh and cry together
660. her funeral service which she had planned, which consisted mainly of selected Scripture readings, recounting what 20 or 25 people in the Bible thought of who Christ was, and ending with the Lord saying, "Come," starting with "Come into the ark," continuing to "Come, let us reason together," and ending with "The Spirit and the bride say, 'Come.'"
652. that couple's prayers that one of their sons would become a preacher
653. God's answer that THREE of their sons would become preachers
654. the Christian marriage and home of one of those preachers in particular
655. his son and their five daughters who made many happy memories
656. their youngest daughter who loved Jesus and people and life and was known for her kindness
657. her trust in Jesus as her Savior
658. her five children, ten grandchildren, and five great-grandchildren who loved her dearly
659. her five children (& spouses), ten grandchildren (& most spouses), three great-grandchildren, three sisters (& spouses), three nieces [I am one] and one nephew (& spouses), and four great-nieces and great-nephews who gathered to remember her life & faith, glorify her God, and laugh and cry together
660. her funeral service which she had planned, which consisted mainly of selected Scripture readings, recounting what 20 or 25 people in the Bible thought of who Christ was, and ending with the Lord saying, "Come," starting with "Come into the ark," continuing to "Come, let us reason together," and ending with "The Spirit and the bride say, 'Come.'"
Wednesday, March 21, 2018
Maple Syrup
My childhood home had frequent visits from various relatives from northern New York State. Often they brought a tan jug of pure maple syrup with them. As prices increased and relatives moved, we received fewer jugs, and the ones we did receive became gold!
When Little Guy began liking the My First Little House books, I relished in reading "Sugar Snow" to him. And was delighted that we were able to attend a maple syrup experience at the nature center this winter ... two hours of lessons, stories, tasting, crafting, learning, and actually tapping a maple tree!!!
A conversation in the post office let me know that some people around here tap their trees and boil the sap down to have a few gallons each year. How intriguing! Wish we had trees!
And then a post on a local online garage sale alerted me to a local family who was selling the syrup they had produced! A few days later, I parked in their driveway and picked up my two glass jars from their porch and left my money behind.
Yum!!!!
When Little Guy began liking the My First Little House books, I relished in reading "Sugar Snow" to him. And was delighted that we were able to attend a maple syrup experience at the nature center this winter ... two hours of lessons, stories, tasting, crafting, learning, and actually tapping a maple tree!!!
A conversation in the post office let me know that some people around here tap their trees and boil the sap down to have a few gallons each year. How intriguing! Wish we had trees!
And then a post on a local online garage sale alerted me to a local family who was selling the syrup they had produced! A few days later, I parked in their driveway and picked up my two glass jars from their porch and left my money behind.
Yum!!!!
Wednesday, March 14, 2018
White Socks - the curtain liner edition
{from August 2007}
Last night, I thought, "It would be nice if I had the sun-blocking curtain liners on my living room curtains." (I bet you can guess the end of the story.)
This morning from nine 'til noon was an all-hands-on-deck workday at the house that ... will move into on Tuesday when they arrive for 2 years, during which time he will be an elementary teacher at the MK school.
In terms of work, we got a LOT done. One lady worked in the yard the whole time ... There was no working vacuum cleaner, so so-and-so will go over later to do that. ...
We divided up all the garbage. Since I didn't have my car with me, I only got the dead batteries. ...
The house we readied today is the one that I lived in for 2 yrs prior to my HMA. I had left my curtains hanging in my room there because I doubted they would fit any other place I lived. Of course, as various people have lived there, various things have happened with the curtains. The most recent occupant had made a nice bedskirt out of them. Very creative, I thought.
I did NOT observe another important point, though, until our final walk-through, as so-and-so pointed out the nice curtains hiding the dryer (the house has a serious lack of doors; curtains are hung in no fewer than 4 spots to serve as doors).
I agreed with him, and added, "But it's a shame to use these sun-blocking liners for something other than their purpose." Then realization hit. "These are MY sun-blocking curtain liners!" To his, "Speak now or forever hold your peace," I wondered aloud if they were wide enough for my living room window. He had already begun taking them down, when another person said, "Oh, your beige ones are here in the dining room."
So now you know the rest of the story. I have 4 panels of liners I had once upon a time purchased, and which have now come home to roost ... or hang, as the case may be.
As we speak, they are drying on the poles on the balcony.
~ J-, who is accumulating a drawer full of white socks
Last night, I thought, "It would be nice if I had the sun-blocking curtain liners on my living room curtains." (I bet you can guess the end of the story.)
This morning from nine 'til noon was an all-hands-on-deck workday at the house that ... will move into on Tuesday when they arrive for 2 years, during which time he will be an elementary teacher at the MK school.
In terms of work, we got a LOT done. One lady worked in the yard the whole time ... There was no working vacuum cleaner, so so-and-so will go over later to do that. ...
We divided up all the garbage. Since I didn't have my car with me, I only got the dead batteries. ...
The house we readied today is the one that I lived in for 2 yrs prior to my HMA. I had left my curtains hanging in my room there because I doubted they would fit any other place I lived. Of course, as various people have lived there, various things have happened with the curtains. The most recent occupant had made a nice bedskirt out of them. Very creative, I thought.
I did NOT observe another important point, though, until our final walk-through, as so-and-so pointed out the nice curtains hiding the dryer (the house has a serious lack of doors; curtains are hung in no fewer than 4 spots to serve as doors).
I agreed with him, and added, "But it's a shame to use these sun-blocking liners for something other than their purpose." Then realization hit. "These are MY sun-blocking curtain liners!" To his, "Speak now or forever hold your peace," I wondered aloud if they were wide enough for my living room window. He had already begun taking them down, when another person said, "Oh, your beige ones are here in the dining room."
So now you know the rest of the story. I have 4 panels of liners I had once upon a time purchased, and which have now come home to roost ... or hang, as the case may be.
As we speak, they are drying on the poles on the balcony.
~ J-, who is accumulating a drawer full of white socks
Thursday, March 8, 2018
1000 Gifts, Vol. 5, #65
641. bright sunshine and gorgeous blue skies ... even if it is 33* and we had snow squalls on both March 6th and 7th!
642. a baby learning to walk! ... even if she looks like a drunk sailor alot ;)
643. a 4 yr old sitting quietly at the kitchen table leafing through a book (amazing what a sugar-free sucker can accomplish!)
644. a friend who is a SAHM and can watch the children so I can go to an appointment
645. checking something off that has been on my list for 7 months (whew!)
646. tulips popping up!!
647. a chance to sit for a few minutes after a short night and a long day
648. Little Guy never resists nap time at school ... and didn't resist today at the sitter's either ... even though the sitter has a son his age (who was not napping)
649. children learning how to play with others and share their toys (when play group meets at our house)
650. friends who are so flexible with me ... (play group friends who are so understanding on the multiple weeks I can't host play group because of a schedule conflict ... & Moms in Prayer friends who switch our prayer day from week to week, based on whether or not I'll be in the same town as the school)
642. a baby learning to walk! ... even if she looks like a drunk sailor alot ;)
643. a 4 yr old sitting quietly at the kitchen table leafing through a book (amazing what a sugar-free sucker can accomplish!)
644. a friend who is a SAHM and can watch the children so I can go to an appointment
645. checking something off that has been on my list for 7 months (whew!)
646. tulips popping up!!
647. a chance to sit for a few minutes after a short night and a long day
648. Little Guy never resists nap time at school ... and didn't resist today at the sitter's either ... even though the sitter has a son his age (who was not napping)
649. children learning how to play with others and share their toys (when play group meets at our house)
650. friends who are so flexible with me ... (play group friends who are so understanding on the multiple weeks I can't host play group because of a schedule conflict ... & Moms in Prayer friends who switch our prayer day from week to week, based on whether or not I'll be in the same town as the school)
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