Well, this morning has been successful so far. I woke up before the girls, drank a little coffee, turned on some worship music and worked on catching up on my correspondence. Now Laila is up, and she seems to be in a good mood. Everything was “funny” this morning according to her. She also picked up the playroom, and now she is playing with her Little House on the Prairie paper dolls.
We’ll see how the day goes from here out. My fingers are purple from crossing them so hard.
My two girls and I have struggled to mesh a little lately. I cannot figure out why. I have sat them down to talk face to face, heart to heart, and they reveal nothing troubling. I was hoping for a “coming to Jesus moment”– but, none. So I am going to call it a: ‘stage of life we are in’ and leave it.
Oh, before i forget!
Here is a beautiful song to play while you read the rest of the post:
I thought I’d post a few pictures from last week….
You know that feeling where you feel you have just been dragging your children around with you wherever you go? And you think maybe they aren’t having any FUN in their little lives?
Yes, well, last Friday I woke up and decided it was their day. I asked them what they each want to do for the day.
Elle could not come up with anything besides, “Go to Gracie”s house.” (I already asked her to meet us at the park and they had other plans.) So finally I said,
“Hershbergers? You always beg to go there.”
“Oh. YEAH. let’s go THERE!” She said.
Laila picked the library. (Probably because I told her the zoo was out- jk.)
Here they are at Hershbergers- a farm animal petting place and the best baked goods on this earth.
Puppies…. well, they are a huge hit.
Elle said for the one millionth and oneth time,
“I just don’t know why we can’t get a puppy. I just don’t know what’s so much work about them. You just have some food and water and… what else?”
I said, “Well, you are getting something like a puppy, in 2 weeks– she/he can be your little pet.”
She was dubious.
Feeding animals with these little cones of grain is bravery manifested for my girls.
Laila: “Psst…. Elle. ELLE. I feel an eavesdropper.”
Elle: “Laila, be cool, we have only one chance to make this shot great.”
(Which as it turns out, was not true at all.)
Little Goaties. Many new head-tilts coming up….
I told G the other day when they were wearing these skirts, “We are doing our best to keep the ruffled denim skirt company in business.”
I got a “huh?”
Usually he says, “In the interest of turning over a profit, I’m sure they made more than one.”
He says that to me infinite numbers of times in life, like when I say, “Hey look, they have a van like ours.”
Pony rides from a delightful, young, Amish boy.
Jk, we really didn’t get to know him.
Here I channel my inner Pioneer Woman Photography skills.
Play area. Must stop.
This photo speaks of coldness… and obligation to pose for mom because she is the biggest of the 3 of us.
The girls had some cider, donut holes, and kettle corn (made by real Amish people from a real fire and kettle). I can only imagine how that sight must make the tourists all giddy… because I know how giddy it makes ME.
“Whatcha thinkin’ ’bout, Elle?”
“Oh, just pun’kin stuff…”
Three gourds looking cool like pears.
Other cozy shots.
Elle my bread baking buddy, in all her morning glory. If she was 16, she would likely have not let me post this picture of her….
Yes, the girls helped me make homemade bread for the first time.
Fresh, it got a rating of 10. The next day though, I thought it went dry a little fast and had sunk to a 3.
I made fruit filled french toast with it for Sunday dinner though, and it was delicious. Now what? Croutons? Stuffing? The trash can?
Sweet unexpected mail from an online friend. Peachy keen!
Channeling my inner teen, “taking pictures with my mirror” shot.
I only have 10 days to go! So very excited…
The girls ready for church, coloring at the little table n chairs I picked up at the Antique Festival here in town.
This picture is so them: Laila, friendly, bright and sugary. Elle, engrossed, articulate and creative.
If you see her hair in a bun: it was either by bribing or by coercion.
A few of Laila’s drawings. They are so sweet and simple.
Before I go, I want to quick write down an Elle-logic quote. I have lots of them.
I was talking to her about a new movie of hers that we will have to pitch, because they talk about a witch and casting a spell in it.
She thought that was dumb and why. So we talked about it further. I told her that I feel witches and wizards etc. do not work for God, they work for satan.
Well, that got her– she is NOT a fan of satan.
Then her face brightened and she said,
“Well, I just do not know why, if witches are bad, then why doesn’t God use them to do bad things to Satan?”
Good logic there, kitty.
“Well, this day won’t start itself.”