TreasuresInTerraCotta

Here it is the end of November and I have just now reached the middle of my little MoleSkin, as noted by the cute stitching down the page.  As you can tell, I should have been memorizing this section back in July.   I got a little off track and decided to slow down.  It was hard to stay on task each week when I knew I was already behind.  But here I am about half way through Romans 8.  Trying to believe that the words I need at just the right time might be perfectly timed because I am four months behind. It makes me think of our recent craft project that was really just a salvage from the trash.  And a personal salvaging of a big, ugly reaction to something that shouldn't have been such a big deal.   One of the boys obliterated a couple sticks of chalk.  Now, this is something I have asked them not to do, scolded them for and required payment for replacement.  My logical, first-born, ordered, adult mind says, "If the ...

And if you come visit the house with all the muddy boys, you just might get a little muddy...even if you are a dainty girl. 

Lest you be deceived that my yard is an English Cottage Garden. In reality, it often looks like an excavation site. Boys love to dig and they love mud.  Calvin has moved on to more involved combinations of the two.    A knight defending his fortress.  He usually has a stick sword in his hand, so I can't believe I got a picture of him without it. It's a good thing it was only his foot that went in that mud hole.  I can't even tell you how many holes we have in every corner of the yard.  If you come for a visit I will caution you not to twist your ankle.  Still a work in progress. Landscaping is highly overrated!