Wednesday, April 21, 2010

A Lot to Swallow

Approximately six or seven years ago a friend recommended a book during her testimony at a church women's retreat. The title stuck with me for the longest time and finally about a year later I looked it up on Amazon. When I read that Dennis Rainey (FamilyLife), Bill Bright (Campus Crusade), and Larry Burkett (Christian Financial Concepts) had given positive remarks on the back cover of the book (this was the first edition--there are new people on the back now), well, I felt perfectly comfortable ordering the book. These were three men for whom I had a lot of respect, so I knew it wouldn't be full of weird or unbiblical information. I knew I could trust this author. And it turned out it was exactly what I needed to read! In fact, aside from my use of Super Baby Food by Ruth Yaron during Noah's infancy and my learning so much about whole grains, cooking vegetables, and what extra foods are ultra-healthy to add to a baby's diet, this next book was the first book to fully impact my life and begin my own personal journey toward a more healthy lifestyle.

I HIGHLY recommend this book, by the way. HIGHLY. Oh. The book title. You might need that. Ha! What the Bible Says About Healthy Living by Dr. Rex Russell.

Now. Here's why I recommend it. Because at a time when it is SO confusing which foods are healthy, which foods are unhealthy, which foods are okay for us, which foods cause cancer/heart disease, which foods fight cancer/heart disease, etc. (and surely you'd agree that it is sometimes quite confusing...), this book clears things right up by simplifying your choices for you. The author uses biblical principles to reveal to you a standard one can actually LIVE by.

Does this book contain everything there is to know about the truths of food? Does it make your food choices a religious matter? (As in, your salvation depends on it?) NO WAY!!! Is it the end-all source of information? Of course not! But it's a great first step!! There have been many more steps along my journey, and there are many more to come, all of which I will certainly try to share with you. All in good time... I just thought I'd better take it slow. Just sort of ease you in to this wacky world that is my "foodie" lifestyle. (I guess I was hoping to sort of slide this in, appropriately "sandwiched" between pictures of my kiddos, so maybe you wouldn't notice the craziness this way. *grin*)

Anyway, we just have to be SOOOO careful these days. I mean, walk in Whole Foods and you'll immediately become overwhelmed if you don't know what you're doing. There's a lot of stuff in there! And it all seems so healthy. But you see? Just because it's in Whole Foods doesn't mean it's healthy!!! Just because it has the words "Natural" or "All-Natural" or "100% (whatever)" or "Organic" doesn't necessarily mean it's good for you. Be careful! Do your research. And read labels!

That's why this book is so great. It makes things pretty cut and dry, AND (here's the important part) it does NOT have a political/social/cultural agenda. It is solely based on what GOD instructed His people (the Israelites) to eat. The author has taken that list of foods and the converse list of unclean foods and then used scientific data, studies, and information to show why God instructed the people the way He did. Lo and behold!! He instructed them in those ways for specific reasons!!!! What?! God had reasons?? Why, yes He did! It was for their protection. Their health. For the sake of keeping their bodies (their temples) working the way He had created them to work. His dietary restrictions weren't part of some random list of rules God wanted to see if they would follow. Just to see if they really loved Him or not. (Hallelujah! That is not the kind of God we serve!)

The author suggests following three main principles in choosing what to eat and what to avoid:

1. Eat the foods God created for you.
2. Don't alter God's design.
3. Don't let any food or drink become your God.


It's a refreshingly simple plan. But...well, that knocks out a lot of what we find in the grocery store, does it not? Let's just take sweeteners, for instance. I'm sure you've seen the following ad on TV regarding the controversy about high fructose corn syrup (HFCS).


This ad was put out by the Corn Refiner's Association. It is 100% self-serving, as I'm sure you'd expect it to be. They do NOT care about the nation's health. They care about their profit margins. They want you to relax and QUIT reading labels, or at least not worry about a "food" when you see HFCS listed as an ingredient.

Now's here's why you should read the labels and why you should stay away from anything with HFCS involved in its makeup. In short, HFCS is 1) made from genetically-modified corn (scary, scary stuff), 2) it starts out as corn but is then treated with several chemical processes in a lab to get it to become something entirely different, 3) it has been medically linked to heart disease, diabetes, liver problems, and obesity, 4) it blocks the body's use of leptin which is what helps tell the brain when the body is full (in other words, you never know you're full so you just want to keep eating more), and 5) there is absolutely nothing good for you in it.


What about other sweeteners, though? Saccharin (found in Sweet 'N Low and...lots of other random things like over-the-counter medications and recently I even saw it listed as an ingredient in a cheap kids' chapstick!) is carcinogenic--you probably already know to stay away from it. Splenda is sucralose, a substance derived from real sugar, then modified by adding chlorine (CHLORINE!!) atoms. Yeah, doesn't sound too safe to me. And yet Splenda and other alternative sweeteners are regularly used in so-called "health" foods and in dieting programs--namely, Weight Watchers.

So many things we are assured to be healthy are, in fact, the direct opposite of that. A lot, even, of what's in the store at Whole Foods! Like agave nectar, for instance, which is yet another alternative sweetener. Heard of it?? You may have noticed it among the "healthy" blog sites or on the shelves in the "health food" stores. Well, beware. It's no better (maybe even worse) than the high fructose corn syrup mentioned above!! Read this to see why you should stay away from agave nectar.

And then there's aspartame (a.k.a. Nutrasweet)--I'm sure you already KNEW this, but if you or your loved-ones drink diet drinks, MAKE THEM STOP. NOW. Here's a
must-see movie about aspartame. It's long. Like movie-length. So make plans right now to sit down one night after dinner, grab your husband, and y'all watch this movie together. Watch it. I command you!! (It's only 'cause I care.)

Long story short...when you start researching foods, where they come from, what is done to them before they get to the store shelves, and then what effects they can have on your body, you find out there's a lot going on behind closed doors that "they" don't want you to know about. Because then you might stop buying these foods, and "they" would lose money. And it's always all about the money!! And if you think this kind of corporate sneakiness, this avoidance of truth-telling, this getting around the FDA's regulations rarely happens, then you have obviously not seen Food, Inc. or King Corn. You need to...watch. them. In fact, I insist.

Check for them at your local library or Blockbuster or at Netflix. Actually, you can catch Food, Inc. on PBS TONIGHT at 8:00 CST for free!! Whatever. But just make it a priority. We've got to get serious here and take back control of our own health. The lobbyists for the food industry cannot win if we, as consumers, fight back!


Admittedly, there are hard parts to this whole "real food" journey:

1. All those recipes we've grown up with will need to be revised or trashed.

2. We've got to find and try out other, more healthful recipes.

3. We've got to source real food. And that is not always easy, especially in smaller communities.

4. We've got to do a little at a time or else we'll be hugely overwhelmed.

5. Our friends and family will probably think we're weird. (Unless they already do...)

6. We'll have a harder time eating out.

7. Meal preparation will take some thought and time. Certainly a good deal longer than grabbing a box of this or a can of that, opening it, and following a few simple instructions.



Now. Since I just made a list, I'm feeling like another one is in order. (I admit I have a problem...)


Top Ten Myths Regarding Healthy Food

1. I'll be healthier if I don't eat meat or other animal products.


2. I'll be healthier if I focus on eating a LOW FAT diet.


3. I'll be healthier if I use margarine rather than butter.


4. I'll be healthier if I drink diet and/or caffeine-free sodas.


5. I'll be healthier if I eat mostly raw or uncooked foods.


6. Pasteurized dairy (or no dairy) is healthier/safer/better than raw dairy.


7. Fruit juices are healthy for me.


8. I can more healthfully enjoy sugar-free candies and sweets as an alternative to regular desserts.


9. Convenience foods can be healthy, too.


10. With the advancement of medicine and food production in our country, we have the healthiest food in the world.


How about another list??? Why not? Come on....you can never have too many, right? (Hi. My name is Lori, and I am a Compulsive List-Maker. All together now: "Hi, Lori!")


Things to Start Doing

1. Read labels. On everything. If you can tell that the ingredients didn't come from nature, you shouldn't buy it. If "enriched flour" is listed, don't buy it. (What's wrong with our food that it needs to be "enriched" with something from a science lab??!! You know. Besides the fact, that during processing they strip out everything good for you and then have to add synthetic things back in.) If "high fructose corn syrup" (HFCS) is listed, put it back!! It's poison! If it contains any form of corn or soybean whatsoever, it is highly dangerous...because our nation's large food conglomerates have developed all sorts of ways to genetically modify our food (to make it pest-resistant and to make it grow bigger, faster) and that food in its current state is toxic to YOU!

2. Use real butter.

3. Do NOT (I repeat...Do NOT) use vegetable, canola, safflower, sunflower, etc. oils to cook with!!! In fact, don't use vegetable or canola oils for ANY reason!!

4. Use coconut oil for cooking.

5. Use olive oil for salads, etc. (not for high heat cooking!)

6. Buy (or make!!) only whole wheat bread (and make sure it doesn't contain HFCS).

7. Educate yourself on the Dirty Dozen and the Pretty Clean Thirteen.

8. Stop eating sugar. Just stop. White sugar is killing us ALL!!

9. Be CAREFUL about the milk/dairy you buy. You don't want antibiotics and hormones in the milk you give your kids. But you also don't want to cause all kinds of other issues by going the soy milk route! I highly recommend checking out the Weston A. Price Foundation website for information about what milk to buy and why.




Okay. I'm done with the lists. Whew! (Felt good, though.)


What about our children...??

Here's what I've noticed about kids' lunches at our homeschool academy. They contain nothing good for them. Nothing! The yogurt pouches?? Sugar, dyes and HFCS. The drink pouches? More sugar. The fruit cups?? The same. Lunchables??!? Oh, don't get me started. You just need to read this to know that these are quite possibly the LAST things you should be buying for your kids. (Mmmmm....yummy, huh?) Other kids bring potato chips (deep fried in vegetable oil) and crackers. And that's their whole lunch!!!!! Well, except for the candy bar or other such dessert! I sincerely wish I was making this up.

I've even taken informal polls in my class at Academy to see what the kids have had for breakfast and what all kinds of foods they like. Out of our eight students, only ONE claims to like eating broccoli or carrots. (I didn't even BOTHER to ask about squash or asparagus!) And that particular kid's mom is the one mom who sends organic foods, carrot sticks, cheese, etc. in his lunch. The rest of the kids made "yuck" noises in response to the various vegetables I mentioned. Even many of the fruits! Is it any wonder then that we have classrooms full of children with one diagnosable condition after another, behavior issues galore, and considerable lack of self-control/attentiveness?

It's not so much that I stand in judgment over the parents who send this junk. Let's face it! Our "trusty" food industry (with FDA's approval) has told us this food is good for us, and they've made it all quite accessible, convenient, and affordable (especially as compared to organic produce). Parents are just trying to feed their children and are doing the best they know how to do. But thanks to many factors that have taken place beneath the table, now I worry about our society as a whole if this is the way we are feeding our still-developing next generation.

Look. I know we are busy people. I know it's hard to find the time to do all the cooking those "convenience" foods take the place of. BUT. We are harming ourselves and our children when we succumb to the pressures of society. What's that? You say your child really LIKES those Lunchables? Even goes so far as to BEG for them?? Well...so what? Say no. Say you love him too much to poison him. If you must, don't take your child shopping anymore. Do whatever you need to do, but turn from the evil yellow box with the pretend food inside and give your child an organic apple and some pieces of raw cheese instead. Feed him a piece of whole wheat bread spread with real, sea-salted (mineral-rich) butter. Give him a hard-boiled pastured egg. How about some asparagus or broccoli or carrots or Brussels sprouts or kale?

I know this may be a lot to swallow, so to speak, but God gave us amazing bodies to care for, to nourish with foods from His creation. And when we don't, we are not being good stewards of those bodies. We can't live forever on this earth. Nor would we want to! And we DO live in a fallen world where people get sick, get terminal diseases, have painful conditions, and die. But we can at least do ourselves a favor and treat our bodies like the gifts that they are. (And y'all, I'm preaching to myself right now, as I still have so far to go on this journey and often throw my hands up from exhaustion and do the easy thing. AND besides that, I should totally get more sleep than I do!! Talk about not being a good steward...) Anyway, I'm all done. Really, I promise. Well......I mean......for now. (Don't forget to watch tonight on PBS!!)

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Project 365: Week 16

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Happy Birthday to my First Born!

Yes. (hanging head in shame) That is winter wrapping paper. What can I say? I did my best.

Don't you just love it when Auto Focus decides to choose the olive oil in the foreground instead of "the moment" you are trying to capture? *sigh*

"Oooooooh!!" (A reaction to Noah's cool gift. This really happened.)




Monday, April 12, 2010

All day and late into the night I did THIS:

(This is the latest we've ever been getting them done. Groan...)


Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Today was all about Noah and a magnifying glass. He spent HOURS (not an exaggeration) exploring the effects of concentrated heat through the lens. He smoldered bits of paper, dead leaves, and bugs (yeah, he's not exactly a soft-hearted kid). But then he and I had a little scare...when three (count 'em, THREE) firetrucks came flying down our little street for the first time in two and a half years of living here!!! Thankfully, they had been called to a house at the end of our street (still don't know what happened there) and had not--as Noah was worried--seen. his. smoke. *grin*



Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Ballet Rehearsal. Saylor is the daydreamer of the group.



Thursday, April 15, 2010

My little Atticus and I were all alone for dinner, since the others went to watch Noah's soccer practice. We had the best time giggling over pasta.



Friday, April 16, 2010

Our precious friend Miriam has been coming on Fridays to lend a hand. (I am so appreciative.) Today after she read a large number of books to the kids while I vacuumed and folded some clothes, we decided to walk down to the playground together--something I don't feel comfortable doing by myself (too many little ones, too close to the road). Of course, since it was the hottest day we've had all spring, we burned up!! But it was fun for the kids. She's always been so special to Saylor, but now Gabriel has decided she's HIS special friend, too. He calls her "Meemo."


Saturday, April 17, 2010

After today's soccer game, Daddy had to go in to work for a while, so the kids and I went to the zoo for an hour or so. Because we have a zoo membership (thanks, Aunt Erin and Uncle Benjamin), there is no financial pressure to see everything each time!


Sara is the host of our little picture-a-day "project." You can check out all the other entries there. It's a great group!

Sunday, April 11, 2010

A Birth Story

"Beautiful, Beautiful, Beautiful. Beautiful Boy."


Eight years ago our little Noah came into this world. We had finally become a family and were no longer just a couple. I can truly say I think I had waited my whole life for that very moment (even though for a lot of years I didn't even realize it). Here's the story of how God brought Noah into our lives.

Sometimes the swing and a binky were all that worked.

When Paul and I got married, we did like so many other couples: we took precautions against having a child (too soon). Looking back, it saddens me very deeply that that was our frame of mind. "We need time for just us." "We need to do things NOW we won't get to do later." "We need to save more money." You can imagine the list, I'm sure. All reasons that seem to make a lot of sense at the time, of course, but NOW I can see them for what they really were. Basically, we were being selfish, we were foolishly avoiding God's "blessing" of children, and we didn't truly believe that God could/would meet our needs.

First Baseball Game: Memphis Red Birds

Anyway, our particular method of prevention was for me to be on "The Pill." Oh, how I wish I had paid more attention to what God (through my body's reactions) was trying to tell me! I never DID do well on it, never felt quite right, etc. (Why should I? It's beyond unnatural!!)

Squeaky Clean

I trucked along taking it, though, until finally the Lord broke through and convinced us both that we needed a child. I began making all the necessary preparations. I visited my doctor, I bought name books and pregnancy magazines, and I anxiously awaited the positive pregnancy test. Thinking we would have one by the end of the month, I was a bit shocked when it didn't happen.

Beatnik Boy

It didn't happen and it didn't happen. I was seriously discouraged 'round about four months of trying, so I went back to the doctor who promptly said not to come back until we had been trying for at least six months. Oh, I was so impatient!

Signing "I hear it."

Well, the six month mark came...and still no baby. Off I went to the doctor who started testing things. Everything was supposedly fine, but she thought I might be having issues with the timing of my follicle production or something. So she put me on Clomid at half strength. Still nothing. In the meantime, I was having to go to the doctor a LOT to monitor things while on the meds, and I was an emotional basket-case. I can tell you this, I KNOW for a fact that God used that whole process to really make me think. To think about WHY we had chosen to WAIT on having a baby, WHY we never even considered that God would provide for our family (He already was!), WHY we had used a drug to KEEP the blessing (Psalm 127:3) of having a baby from happening to us! It was truly torturous, thinking these things and waiting and not knowing.

"Mommy, look! Ck! Ck!"

The next month rolled around and we went up to a full-strength dose of Clomid, which I hated. It was downright crazy! Hot flashes like you would never believe. Mood swings! Oh, my. It was bad. Anyway, the important thing that happened next was that we met a dear, sweet expectant couple in our church (they were going through our introduction to the church class with us) and we had decided to go out one night with them for dinner and miniature golf. Afterward, we went back to their home to just hang out. In our conversation, Ryan asked me if we wanted to have children. I'm sort of surprised I didn't burst into tears at that point, because I had had it by then. But somehow I didn't.

Born to Be a Farmer
(Ignore the date on some of these pictures. We were too lazy to set it back then.)

I DID, however, feel absolutely comfortable enough to tell them the truth of what we had been going through. He looked right at us and said, "I believe God wants to give you children. Can we pray with you?" A bit flabbergasted, we said okay. And then there we were in the middle of someone's living room being prayed over. Very specific prayers about my body and the way in which God designed it to work. We left that night feeling strange. We had just shared something extremely intimate with people we had only just met. Boy, it was bizarre. BUT. I finally had peace. Real peace. I wasn't just convincing myself either. I certainly still wanted something I had yet to gain, but I wasn't FRANTIC inside any longer. And I'm sure by now you've figured out what happened next. Yep. Positive. Finally. Just like that.

Big boys read in bed like this.

I'll never forget we were planning to fly to Pennsylvania to visit Paul's sister and her husband and celebrate our second anniversary. I got up that morning and took a test while Paul was still sleeping. I remember this being the one and only time I wasn't sick to my stomach with dread over what the result would be. And when it was positive, I was astounded. Nine months of trying! And FINALLY!!

That's my cutie.

It was sort of difficult to grasp the reality of it all. I walked into the bedroom, and Paul took one look at me and just knew. We were elated! Off we flew to PA, trying our best to keep our fabulous news to ourselves. After a day or two of visiting, Paul and I took a train into NYC (each of us with one backpack of clothing and no hotel reservations or any plan whatsoever). I'll have to tell you about it later. It was a great trip. Anyway, by the time we got back to PA, we just couldn't keep it under wraps any longer. (It was driving us crazy!) So "Uncle" Mert and "Aunt" Wendy were the first to know.

This was not a set-up.

Let's see. What happened next? Oh, yeah! We got back from our vacation, and I immediately started back to work at a new school. I lasted one month and just couldn't deal with the horrific nausea and intense fatigue any longer. So I quit. No one could believe it, including myself. (I was one crazy ambitious teacher!!) But I just physically couldn't do it anymore. I ended up getting a part-time (2.5 days per week) job at my OB/GYN clinic. Tres convenient, let me tell ya. There were definitely perks, one of which was that I could listen to my baby's heartbeat any ol' time I felt like it. And I felt like it a lot. Of course, this was all part of God's plan to get me HOME full time...eventually.

Always a Reason to Laugh

Okay. Back to the real story. How to tell the fam. We decided to ask our parents to come over to our house for Labor Day because we had a fairly major home improvement project we were trying to begin and we were going to need plenty of help. Paul got all panicky that my mom was going to figure out the real reason we wanted them to come, so on one of his work trips down to the southern part of the state, he dropped by to see my mom, at which point he proceeded to tell the biggest whopper of his whole life (I'm guessing). He told her that he wanted to make sure that whatever she did she should not ever bring up "grandchildren" to me because I was really emotional and upset since we had been trying for a while with no luck. Of course, my mom was beside herself with worry over what could be wrong, etc. So his little plan worked. Meanwhile, his own mom had figured it out. Probably because he kept asking over and over if they were going to come and telling them that we "REALLY need help" and stuff. It was just a bit too much for her. Ha! (She knew him too well.) We ordered a cake for the occasion that said "Happy Labor Day" but had Noah's due date (4-11-02) on it. And I told the moms I had to secretly slip out to pick up a surprise birthday cake for Paul. It was hilarious. Man, if you didn't already know this, lying is exhausting.

Heart-Melting Smile

Well, we pulled it off. Mostly. Everyone was definitely surprised, but Nana (that's Paul's mom) had enough of an intuition about it that she had tucked a little baby gift in her car just in case. Isn't that something? I used to have a picture of the reaction. It was classic! I don't know WHERE it's gone. Mom?? Did you smuggle it out of my house?

Well, I continued to be pregnant. And I continued to work at the OB/GYN clinic. While there, I worked with a girl who started talking to me about her own personal findings regarding "The Pill" and its abortifacient qualities. I felt so ignorant to have never considered these things, to have never asked. I also felt angry that people had encouraged me to do things this way and no one had been truthful with me up until this point. I guess I felt sort of duped. It was at that moment that Paul and I decided we would never again use The Pill. In case you don't know what an abortifacient is, here...let me enlighten you.

Anybody see some family resemblances here?

An abortifacient is something that interferes with a pregnancy after the moment of conception. You might not think "The Pill" does that, but that is exactly what it does. It does NOT prevent conception from happening (it is NOT a form of contraception). Instead, it prevents the implantation of any fertilized egg in the womb. It makes the conditions "unfavorable" for an already-conceived embryo to implant and then grow. SO. That embryo does not survive. That embryo--that BABY--dies. It dies. THAT'S what an abortifacient is. And I? I am decidedly NOT okay with that.

...stepping down from my soapbox now, I promise. Ahem...

"So you SAY..."

Back to pregnancy. I LOVED pregnancy. I mean, once I stopped puking and/or feeling like I was going to puke... Even when my legs from the knees down became twice their original size for the last 9 weeks, I loved it. (By the way, that only happened with my first pregnancy; never again since.) Even when I had excruciating carpal tunnel syndrome and couldn't grasp my own bed linens to cover myself up, I loved it. I planned and I knitted and I read books and I prayed, and it was just a beautiful time. I won't go into all the many details of the birthing process because, well, you know how women are. They always like to share all the gruesome details--like anybody cares. BUT there are some sweet things I'll never forget.

2nd Birthday

Like when I was in labor but they drugged me so I could get some sleep, and I zonked out beyond anybody's expectations and, I don't know, HOURS later?? I came to and saw my mom standing there talking over my massive belly to my friend Janet who had dropped by to see how I was doing. It was a comforting moment. And like when I wouldn't progress and Dr. S. warned me that if I didn't do something before he came back, we would need to do a C-section, and we all prayed there in the room and those waiting outside prayed, too. And by the time he came back, I had finally made some significant progress, so God allowed me to avoid "the knife." And like right after Noah was born and they took him to the warmer to clean him up and poke and prod him (I HATE that!), he was looking my direction (yes, I'm aware he couldn't actually see me) and I in his. And we were just so happy to finally "see" each other. And then when Benjamin (my brother) and Erin (my sis-in-law) and Nana and my parents came in to see him all bundled up and in my arms at last, Erin said something like, "Now you're a family." (And she said it in a squeaky, emotional sort of voice so we all teared up...and Nana put her arm around Erin and said she loved her.) *sigh* It was a blessed night. Oh, wait. It was morning by then. Whew! Our family hung with us until the wee hours of the morning. Man, I think my friend Leslie was there, too! It's--well--sort of a fog.

Tiny Tot

Anyway, that's the story of how Noah came to be. My amazing little blessing from the Lord. My Noah. Who's impossibly eight years old now and who breaks my heart with each pair of pants he grows too tall for. And with each brief glimpse I have of his growing maturity. And with every passing day that he's not tiny enough to cuddle in my lap or wag around on my hip. It's almost too much to bear--all this growing up business.

Smile, Noah. You are a precious gift from God. And you are EIGHT today!

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Project 365: Week 15


Sunday, April 4, 2010
Resurrection Sunday

Happy Easter!


Monday, April 5, 2010

We had a family favorite for dinner tonight: Fried Plantains. Yum-O!!


And then Gabe finished up the last of the salad for us. That boy LOVES salad.



Tuesday, April 6, 2010

This is Noah's new friend from down the road. These two boys manage to hook up, it seems, every single afternoon.



Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Today we were having thundershowers 'round about nap time. The babies fell asleep early on with me sitting in the room with them, but Saylor was too worried about the huge claps of thunder. She finally tiptoed into the babies' room and asked if she could sleep with Gabriel. Even LITTLE brothers can make sisters feel safe.



Thursday, April 8, 2010

For "Thankful Thursday," I am thankful for a friend who made yummy Red Beans & Rice for our dinner tonight. And for EIGHT free jars of raw Arkansas honey! What a blessing!!!



Friday, April 9, 2010

Daddy came home a little early today. (Praise the Lord!) So we went for a walk and ended up at the playground. What a great afternoon for this!!






Saturday, April 10, 2010

What childhood is all about: a day of soccer...


...and birthday parties.


Thanks to Sara for hosting our Project 365.

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