Throwback Tuesday: A Little Girl's Hat

Little girls....

squeal with excitement....

and ponder the though....

of the excitement....

and honor....

and dignity....

of wearing a stylish hat!! 

Flower Blossoms!

The blossoms were so pretty yesterday, I just had to take some pictures! So we went for a walk after Church. :~)

This one ^^^^ looks like a painting!

 I love this one! ^^^^

And some tulips :)

The girls had fun on our walk!

The Power of Prayer

Prayer is important.

Prayer is powerful.

Prayer was something I never payed much attention to until I realized how important and powerful it is. 

Here are a couple examples of how powerful prayer can be:

Several nights ago, one of the girls came down stairs around 10pm, crying. She had a nightmare and was shaking like a leaf. We cuddled her, and gave her hugs & kisses. After a few minutes, she and Daddy went upstairs. As she headed up the stairs, she asked Daddy to pray for her, because she knew Daddy would.

Yesterday was a long day. I was watching the girlies while Mom went to physical therapy for her ankle. Us girls were rehearsing some dance pieces for an upcoming show. While we were doing this T-Tot hit her ankle extremely hard on our wooden hope chest in the living room. She fell to the floor in pain. As I gave directions to the other girls, grabbed ice, and the phone in case I needed it, my first thought was "God. I need help." I flew through my mind of people who I could call, but no one (in my head) would be available. As I sat on the floor, rocking her, and icing her ankle, I was praying so hard. I was praying so hard. Within minutes I hear our door open. Mom wasn't supposed to be back for at least another hour, and I hadn't been able to get a hold of her. Who came in? Grandpa! Grandpa had to drop of his trailer at our relative's mechanics, and thought he would stop in to say hi! I was so thankful that God had provided for our needs. He looked at her ankle, and suggested we elevate it on the couch. He helped me make lunch, and he stayed  at the house with the girls while we took her to get x-rayed. Thankfully she just has a bad bone bruise.

Prayer is so powerful.

Matthew 21:22 

And whatever you ask in prayer, you will receive, if you have faith.

It's becoming such a big part of my life, that I can't imagine life without it. 

How does prayer effect your life? 

(I drew the picture a few years ago)

Fleeting Moments

I spread the green blanket on the grass. Book in hand, I recline upon it. From my seat I have a 360 degree view of the yard. The 3 older girls are playing in the back of the yard by the pine tree. They have a couple blankets, one is red, the other blue, spread on the ground, one on top of the other. They found the old metal pot to put "food" in.

A few plastic hula hoops, their sneakers, exploring gear, a brown play-dress, a lid for the pot, and a large plastic flower pot is upside down with a piece of plastic on top for a table/stove, are their treasures. The baby, who is definitely becoming a toddler plays near me. After a few minutes her curiosity is peaked and she heads over to see what they are up to.

I almost wish I could join them. Alas, childhood is slowly disappearing. Life happens, people grow. 2 of the girls run past with the blankets to the play-cube to "air" them. The other 2 girls are staying at "home" under the pine tree. By now my book is forgotten. Only a chapter has been read. I'm too interested in the play of the girls. The baby toddles over and sits next to me. She brings along a soccer ball.

Childhood is fleeting. If you blink, you'll miss it. I blinked, and suddenly they were pretending it was Christmas. I hold the camera to my eye, trying to find the perfect shot. As I do I realize it's harder to watch their stories unfold under the tree. I set the camera aside, along with my notebook and pen, and just enjoy the fleeting moments of childhood.

People of Jordan: Jackie

Jackie has lived here in Jordan for 14 years. She admitted she's a country girl, so she loves the small town feel. She enjoys that it's friendlier, and feels safer She feels very privileged to be able to work at the library. She has worked at the library for 6 or 7 years. She loves that it feels like a great big family because of all the people that come into the library. She admitted she's always very happy to see anyone from my family. :~)

The Subject Of Selfies

Once upon a time, in 2002, the word selfie was used for the first time. Now it's synonymous with crazy pictures of oneself. It's very popular among teenage girls. The first picture is a selfie. 

This is a typical selfie. It has a deadpan look, it's of oneself, and it's pretty boring if you think about it. 

Now a selfie is not the only type of selfie there is. There is also a felfie, when a farmer takes a picture of oneself and farm animals. 

But what if we had a revolutionary kind of selfie? 

Wait for it.............

This is the best idea since sliced bread............

How about a welfie???? Winslow/selfie ;~) 

It's a revolutionary idea, don't you think???????? 

My Daddy

 A Poem for my awesome, delightful, handsome Dad. :~)

My Daddy

My tiny fingers reach up to touch my Daddy's beard.

It's rough and scratchy against my face.

He squeezes me and sets me down,

"You'll always be Daddy's little girl."

It's Valentine's Day.

I find a card with a hamster on it.

Inside it says:

"To my Pucka Monster, I love you, Love Daddy."

One day Daddy makes me mad.

I get myself in loads of trouble.

"You are my little girl, and I don't want anything to happen to you."

I cry as I try smile.

A bad day happens, I'm in tears.

He sits down on my bed,

rubs my back, and pats my head.

His quiet love touches my heart.

As I walked into the kitchen, I tease him.

He stops what he's doing to tickle me.

I screech in delight and panic.

His arms enfold me and he hugs me.

I dress up fancy for something special.

He gives me a great bear hug.

"Daddy, you're smushing me."

"I know. That's because you're beautiful."

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!"

He comes in the door from work.

Tired and ready for supper.

And happy to get a hug.

"Some day I'll be standing guard."

My Daddy's driving to the store.

"I'll have to beat the boys away.

From my precious girl."

Fancy dress, fancy shoes.

I'm growing up too fast for Daddy.

He slows his day.

He comes over and gives me a kiss on the forehead.

I may not be a baby.

I may not be a child.

I may be a young lady.

I'll always be Daddy's girl.

28 days till X'mas

An easy and cheap Christmas present!

It only costs $107,300!

That is right, it is that cheap.

I read 2 different articles on a popular carol.

The 12 days of Christmas.

According to one source:

Cost of "The Twelve Days of Christmas" gifts

• Partridge: $15 (last year: same)
• Pear tree: $189.99 (last year: $169.99)
• Two turtle doves: $125 (last year: same)
• Three French hens: $165 (last year: $150)
• Four calling birds (canaries): $519.96 (last year: same)
• Five gold rings: $750 (last year: $645)
• Six geese a-laying: $210 (last year: $162)
• Seven swans a-swimming: $7,000 (last year: $6,300)
• Eight maids a-milking: $58 (last year: same)
• Nine ladies dancing (per performance): $6,294 (last year: same)
• 10 lords a-leaping (per performance): $4,767 (last year: same)
• 11 pipers piping (per performance): $2,562 (last year: $2,428)
• 12 drummers drumming (per performance): $2,776 (last year: $2,630)

That is a lot!

Now if you want a cheaper version of this, go to your local library and see if they have "Emma's Christmas".  It is a sweet book about a girl who is given the gifts everyday for 12 days by a handsome prince. They fall in love and live happily ever after. The End.

So next time you want a cheap present, scratch the 12 days of Christmas off your list, unless it is the book! 

:~D