Thursday, December 30, 2010

After a Day of Fun

After running, packing, shopping, swimming, resting, going down the slide, swimming again, snacking, swimming again...little Elliot just couldn't finish his pizza.

A little video of what many of us might feel like after the holidays...

He eventually fell asleep in Brian's arms, and then slept on Aunt Suzanne's lap until it was time to take a bath and get PJs on for bedtime.

Monday, December 27, 2010

Snow on Snow

In the Bleak Midwinter, Christina G. Rossetti, 1830-1894
1. In the bleak midwinter, frost wind made moan,
earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
in the bleak midwinter, long ago.

2. Our God, heaven cannot hold him, nor earth sustain;
heaven and earth shall flee away when he comes to reign.
In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed
the Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.

3. Angels and archangels may have gathered there,
cherubim and seraphim thronged the air;
but his mother only, in her maiden bliss,
worshiped the beloved with a kiss.

4. What can I give him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;
if I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;
yet what I can I give him: give my heart.

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Building a Pond

The kids and I went to watch their uncles and grandpa build a pond on great grandpa Ferguson's pasture. This time of year we like to look for reasons to get out of the house as much as we can, even if it means lots of dirty clothes and muddy vehicles (inside and out). Getting ready to leave for anywhere can take up to 30 minutes of putting on boots,outdoor gear, and getting into car seats. Next winter Ezra will hopefully be able to dress himself, but for this winter, it is quite the process to get anywhere. The process of getting ready is an event itself.

Grandpa is building up an old drive way with dirt taken from inside the pond.
This fence row at one time had a wild plum tree that Grandma Ferguson and I picked plums from to make jam one summer. I remember her standing on a five gallon bucket to pick them, and handing them to me.

The valley where the upper pond will be. I grew up on a farm on the other side of the hill on the horizon. Grandpa and Grandma Ferguson lived just a mile away.

Uncles Mark, Mike and BJ getting their "core" of the pond approved. I don't know a lot about dirt work, but I've learned that this has to be made with clay (as opposed to top soil) and deep enough so that the pond doesn't leak.

The boys in their car seats. It is a tight fit!

Riding with grandpa.

Once the core of the pond was approved, uncle Mike started pushing clay on top of it to build up the dike of the pond.

The boys are in the tractor with grandpa, and Uncle Mark is filling their scraper with dirt.

Uncle Mike and BJ building up the dike on the upper pond. You can see the lower pond below is already built.

Zachary with uncle Mark in the back hoe.

Uncle Mike driving dozer.

The boys like watching home videos just as much as cartoons and movies. Here is a video of Grandpa, Ezra and Elliot stuck n the tractor, while Uncle BJ pushes them out with the dozer.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

A Sabbath from Sabbath

This morning we get a break from our normal Sunday routines, due to the blizzard conditions, which also created a beautiful sundog in the sky.

Dazzle mine eyes, or do I see three suns?

-Shakespeare, Henry VI, Part 3

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Pie & Friends, Younger & Older

Pie goes well with anything, especially this time of year, and especially with friends. We've had the opportunity to share pie and coffee in the past few weeks meeting new friends, younger and older.

The Wednesday night before Thanksgiving we enjoyed helping host the first ever Sully CRC Turkey Bowl: a council vs. youth group football game. Though it was intended to be a backyard-style friendly game, the competition was fierce. (Well, at least from my husband, who was determined to give the youth group a good run). Afterward we enjoyed pumpkin pie and coffee with other spectators and cheerleaders. Ezra was singing the Cupid Shuffle the next day, so I think the spectators must have had a good time too.

This week we've hosted three morning coffee times in our home for widow and widowers, and had the chance to get to know 20 older friends over pie and coffee too. We heard lots of funny Christmas memories, shared a nativity story from the Jesus Storybook Bible, and a Christmas duet (Selah's O Come O Come Emmanuel) from Brian and I. The pies, made by servant-hearted volunteers who agreed to help, were amazing. And babysitters and a friend in the kitchen helped everything go smoothly.

We could always go for another slice of pie, so hopefully we'll get to participate in these events again next year!