Posted By SuperAngel in The Daily Life at The Daily Planet

My New Little Guy
I'm In Love Little Samuel

Isn't he the CUTEST?!

©AmandaDixon2009

Posted By SuperAngel in Birthdays, Anniversaries, Births, etc

I am so excited and very proud to say I am now officially the oldest of 9 children! :) Samuel Ira was born today! We are 20 years and 12 days apart.  He is just precious and sweet! A true gift from God! I'm tickled there is another newborn in the house! :D Altho... there are so many people to share him with. LOL! Trying to snatch him anytime I can! ;) Will get some more up about him and pictures soon! :D I am just soo happy he's here!
I am so blessed by God to have another sibling to love, to watch grow up and to TRY to be an example of how to live as our Messiah did!
Thank you God for the blessing of this precious babe! Such an awesome Shabbat this has been!

©AmandaDixon2009

Posted By yankeemom

Visit my dear friend Melody over at With the Fruit of Her Hands for all of your jewelry needs. I can personally attest to the quality of her work.  While you're over there,  join the contest she's currently having!

©2009 Adorning Grace

Posted By Sagerats

My grandpa, my Papafather's dad, was a country vet. He had a little office off the side of the house where he did small animal surgery, and exams. He made house calls all around the country, some trips taking him an hour or more to reach the animal in need of help, be it cow, horse, sheep, or pig. Very often he would have one of his children in tow. He had 10 of them so there was no shortage of helpers. It all sounds very James Harriot like, and in a way it was. James Harriot's stories are popular with that side of the family and each story reminds them of one like it that grandpa experienced.

Grandpa's office was, as I said, just off the house. Just off the kitchen to be exact. My grandma had a dutch door put in so that she could just open up the top half to talk to him and yet keep the little ones inside. Think about that. A vet's office, just off the kitchen. Do you recall how a vet's office smells? That smell still lingers in that office to this day and it's been over 10 years since my grandpa died.

Aside from the smell, I never gave grandpa's office much thought. We would traipse our way through it on the way to play outside, to gather in the clothes from off the line, to pick grapes, collect eggs, or to find grandpa. The office doubled as grandma's laundry room so I suppose that's why it didn't seem like a room that needed much attention. I never spent any time in it other than to get from point A to point B. Which is strange now that I think about it, all those fascinating instruments, chemicals, medicines, and the like just within reach. I never touched them or was ever tempted to do so.

One temptation I did give in to was a special barrel out back that held two skunks. Grandpa would warn us to leave those skunks alone. My numerous cousins and I would stand around the barrel peering in, and those skunks would peer back. The lot of us cousins would look for only a moment and then run away as fast as we could before we got sprayed. I didn't find out until I was much older that those skunks couldn't spray because my grandpa had "deskunked" them. I don't know if my cousins were aware of this at the time or not, they ran just as fast as I did. Grandpa's warning hadn't been for us, he had been worried that we would torment the skunks.

Skunks actually make a great pet and are positively darling, if you can legally keep them. My uncle kept one for awhile. She was just like a cat, had a litter box and everything. Her name was Rosie, and then some, but I won't repeat that part.

We have a family story, told every couple of years or so I guess, about grandpa and one particular skunk he was de-scenting. While in the process of removing the gland that contains the hideous skunk musk, it was ruptured. It squirted all of its contents right in my grandpa's face. He came into the kitchen to clean up and the only thing he said was, "It's such a beautiful color." Apparently skunk spray is an amber color, and my God fearing grandpa could still recognize the beauty of God's handiwork even in a skunk's musk.

Funny, while my aunts and uncles roar with laughter about this story every time they tell it, I don't remember anyone talking about the smell lingering in the kitchen or what on earth my grandma said or did. I'll have to ask them about that.

After the laughter dies down, someone will always mention how my grandpa was such a quiet, gentle, and patient man. Oh he had his moments when a cow would stomp him, but how many men do you know who would take it from a skunk and only comment on it's beauty?

Posted By Psalm40 in My Life

I've got a friend that I would like to emulate in many ways. She is unassuming and if you met her, you would think, "What a lovely lady, she looks so nice." If you knew how she homeschooled, you would notice it is unique in some ways yet tailored perfectly to her student. Though chances are, you wouldn't find out a lot of detail in relation to this because as a genteel woman ought to be, she is quiet about certain aspects of her life. Aside from these things, deeper down is where you wish you knew her. She has a knack, a gift I believe, to reach out to others in special ways just when they need it...a little something to give some light at the end of a gray tunnel. And she finds ways to do this which are private, something that I admire and wish for in my own life. If you are privileged to get to know her, you will also find that she is extremely godly and wise, and uses discretion in her council. She is one person I can always go to for advice on submitting to George, and for this, she is priceless. I've learned to be thankful for this time we are friends because she has alluded that it will probably only be for a season. A lesson learned, no doubt, by experience. I feel this is a woman that the daughters of Jerusalem would rise up to call  blessed. In her, her husband has a precious jewel. And me, a valued friend. I am not alone in this, I'm sure. She quietly goes about serving those in her life, likely not realizing how special she is. My children love her and her daughter. They both shine with His love and kindness, and none of our lives would be the same without them.

~So thank you RURTSY, for the gifts you left today. It was a welcome reminder that these dim days will pass soon enough, and the diversion is priceless.

Posted By Psalm40 in My Life

I'm writing to ask for prayer. The 'not feeling 100%' has swelled to the point I've been in bed all day. I look and feel terrible and can't do some things that NEED to be done; it is something when mom can't do what has to be done.  I have to get enough energy to sit up sometime today, for several hours. George is holding down the fort on all other fronts, I am just needed for one section. I don't know what I have, but hope it doesn't go to pneumonia which is where I ended up the exact same time last year. Thank you for praying for me and us--for health, to grow as a family during this trial, and for energy--just for a few hours.

Posted By FaithfulGrace in Quiet Time Thoughts

Today I am grateful for...

~love...faith...and continually answered prayers

~a beautiful teenage daughter who helps willing around our home

~two sisters who play together and claim to be "best friends"

~a husband who diligently prepares our home for winter, he is the best!

~a Friday tea party with loving Grandparents.

~health!  We are all so healthy! Thank you Lord!

I am blessed!

Posted By JenB in Field Trips and Outings

This year Rebecca decided to do math club.  She is in high school now and so the math is TRICKY.  She, being the perfectionist that she is, came out of class today in a rather foul mood.  Methinks it has something to do with the review they had of a recent contest the team competed in.  She was not happy on that day either.  I'm just sayin' there may be a connection somewhere...

Posted By JenB in Holidays

We have long since outgrown Trick or Treating and Halloween has become somewhat of an awkward holiday.  It was never really a favorite of mine (although the loads of candy was cool) and now that my kids are all teens it's almost an annoying "holiday". 

 

This year was a bit different, however, because the girls got to go to a dance!  Rather than doing the costume thing and having a plethora of "thou shalt not's", the organizers decided to employ black lights and have a "who is the brightest" contest.  It was soooo much fun!

 

 

The kids have recently become card game aficionados and the idea of dressing with a deck of cards theme was enthusiastically embraced.  They spent a couple of hours creating their assigned/chosen card and this was the result. 

 

Josh was supposed to be the jack of clubs, but he decided to hang out with some buddies instead. 

Posted By Sagerats


When I was a young and silly girl I really wanted a certain record. Yup, I said record. They still existed even though cassette tapes were beginning to make their appearance. The problem was, I didn't own a tape player, I owned a record player.

I can't even remember now how this record made it to the top of my wish list. I'm guessing that what really happened was that I had seen it while digging through the records at the store and it called to my fickle heart. I trotted off to the nearest money source, which just happened to be my Aunt Sissie. I was spending a couple of weeks with her during the summer. Her children were all grown and possibly gone, that part of my memory is a little fuzzy. Anyway, I guess Aunt Sissie saw nothing wrong with indulging me and she bought it. Oh, I was a happy music lover! I listened to that album for years. Perhaps all of two-years.

I have no idea what my mother thought of this present. I don't recall her ever expressing it to me. I may have to ask her about that. I do remember that my aunt loved me and wanted to give me something simple, like a two week invasion of her home and privacy wasn't enough. She was just like that, quietly giving.

So what record sang to me and held my attention for so long? Irwin the Disco Duck In the Navy.