Free to be Mom of Three

Living for Love

2009-04-11T14:20:00.010-06:00

You will find as you look

back upon your life

what the moments when

you have really lived,

are the moments when

you have done things

in a spirit of love.

Henry Drummond

Lovely Locks for Love

2009-03-19T14:31:00.005-06:00

My oldest daughter continues to amaze.

Over a year ago a friend of ours was growing his hair really long. Emma asked him "why?" because guys just don't grow their hair that long. Or, at least, not the guys in her small social circle. Our friend told Emma that he was growing his hair to be ten inches long so that he could donate it to Locks for Love. She was intrigued that someone would take his hair, make a wig and that wig would go to someone who was sick and had no hair.

Now Emma has beautiful, thick, blond hair. And she wanted to grow it long. Really long, so that SHE could also donate her hair. She didn't want to have to shave her head as our friend had, so she needed her hair to be much longer then ten inches. And so it grew, and grew, and grew! And was a complete pain to wash and brush.

Emma didn't want to cut it during the winter, because it's cold out. Duh! So she would wait for spring. She thought Easter would be the perfect time. A sacrifice, just as Jesus made his ultimate sacrifice for us.

But then spring break is just around the corner. We will soon be off to Florida to visit Gramma and Grampa to swim and play in the pool and at the beach. Needless to say the thought of long, thick, wet, sandy hair was not high on the list. So, we made a date to cut it off. All ten inches of it.

First few snips.

The raw cut.

Final, very trendy, haircut with her braid to be sent away.

Emma did a wonderful job of preparing for this day. She was SO calm and cool about getting her haircut, and then she looked in the mirror after it was all done and screamed like a teenager. So much for calm and cool, be she still amazes me.

Hank the Tank!

2009-01-16T09:54:00.003-07:00

Our darling son has decided to thrill us with his desire to walk. Yes, Hank is ready to walk. He has yet to master the art completely, as his few steps generally end in a lunge for whatever his end goal is. But, boy is it fun to watch! Enjoy!

A partridge in a pear tree

2008-12-18T10:03:00.004-07:00

From 1558 until 1829, Roman Catholics in England were not permitted to practice their faith openly. Someone during that era wrote this carol as a catechism song for young Catholics. It has two levels of meaning: the surface meaning plus a hidden meaning known only to members of their church. Each
element in the carol has a code word for a religious reality which the children could remember. For example, the partridge in a pear tree was Jesus Christ. The two turtle doves were the Old and New Testaments, and the three French hens stood for faith, hope, and love.

However, the one that caught my attention were the nine fruits of the Holy Spirit; Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness, and Self Control. These "fruits" are very bountiful indeed! This year, as a Christmas gift, I will be teaching our children about these fruits and how to apply them as best they can. A gift of love. Hopefully they will one day reap the rewards!

From Grace I learn

2008-12-16T09:58:00.005-07:00

Here is my little angel Grace, posing just before her ballet recital. Precious, yes? This precious one just made me think.

Grace was cuddled up on the couch and asked me to bring her her water bottle from her room. I was in the kitchen at the time and said, "You can get it."

Grace said, "How come you always say that? You can get it."

Me, "Because you can get it and usually I'm doing other things. Why do I need to get it for you?"

Grace, "Because it's the nice thing to do and God wants us to do nice things for each other."

Me, "Yes, he does. Here you go."

Whew. From a four year old. One might think she was being manipulative, but she's not. She's Grace, with lots of love in her heart, and some leftover even.

Isn't it amazing when we can learn the most simple, and often most important lessons, from our children?

Let in snow!

2008-12-10T10:08:00.005-07:00

One of the reasons I love living in Colorado is the fact that we have four definitive seasons. While Denver is essentially a desert in the summer, it is also fairly dry throughout the winter. Hot and dry OR cold and dry. Yes, even the snow can be dry.

But we hadn't had snow this season, until now. The snow started right at rush hour, of course, but since we didn't have anywhere to go it as perfect. The girls and I watched the snow fall through the Christmas lights and it was just beautiful.

In the morning we put on our snow gear and hiked to school through six whole inches of snow. Hank wore his fleece one piece and into the backpack he went. Grace had on her full snow suit. Emma wore big boots, down jacket, and her backpack. Ready for school!

While walking to school we got a couple funny looks, some smiles, and everyone drove slow to make sure they didn't slide into us. A first for 20MPH! (now we live three blocks from school and I simply refuse to drive. just plan silly to load everyone in the car for such a short distance AND we are teaching our children the joy of being outside and caring for our planet, darn it!)

We were ALL happy for the fresh snow.

My snowmen!

Goin' Green!

2008-11-23T20:27:00.003-07:00

I used my clothe bags at the grocery store today. Finally!

There are three in my car and I continually forget to bring them into the store with me. Frustrating, especially since I really do want to "do my part" in reducing the use of plastic bags. And, well, I bought them, for crying out loud! So the fact that they sit in my trunk, untouched seems like such a waste. I love using them, when I remember, they carry a ton of groceries, and it makes me feel good.

Baby steps. That's what this is. One good deed at a time. One day at a time. And if, when, everyone steps up and does their part, we all win.

Now, what else can I do? I'll have to ask Emma. At seven years old, she's pretty savvy on how to save the world. Pretty cool if you ask me. And that we can do this (whatever project it may be) together, is even better. I'll get back to you on what she comes up with.....

Happiness

2008-11-11T14:43:00.008-07:00

Five Simple Rules For Happiness:

1. Free your heart from hatred.

2. Free your mind from worries.

3. Live simply.

4. Give more.

5. Expect less.

Whew. If we could do all of the above, what a glorious world we would have!

Here is my challenge.

Take one rule. Any one. Think about it, meditate if you will, pray about it and ponder the possibilities of making this a reality. Try to see how this will help you create a better life. Create your own happiness.

And then pick another rule. And another one. And another one. And don't forget the last one. Possibly the hardest rule to live by, especially if you put it off for so long.

Not an easy challenge. It could easily take a lifetime to meet. And would be well worth it. Make it happen one rule at a time. One day at a time. Create your own happiness.

Finding Peace

2008-11-11T14:22:00.004-07:00

As a follow up to my last post and finding ways to allow peace into your life:

Last weekend we had leaves to pick up. Lots and lots of leaves. Not a favorite chore for many, but one that needs to get done. Over my many (seven) years of being a mom I have learned a few things along the way.

1. Get the children to help

2. Learn from them

3. Take breaks

So the girls helped rake the leaves with their child size rakes from the flower beds and into small piles. THEN they created the most outrageous leave house, ever. A front entry, hallways, mud room, kitchen, sitting room and bedroom. I got the complete tour and was amazed at their creativity. Gramma taught the girls about leaf houses a couple years ago while visiting. The fact that she could use the leaves and a rake to create walls and rooms intrigued the girls and they now do it every year.

The girls played in that house for a couple hours and were disheartened that it had to disappear (sucked up as it were). So it goes, but I thoroughly enjoyed watching them play together, using their imaginations, outside on a gorgeous day, while a tedious chore got completed.

I found peace in this.

peace.

2008-11-05T13:51:00.007-07:00

peace.

it does not mean to be in a place

where there is no noise, trouble

or hard work. it means to be in

the midst of those things and still

be calm in your heart.

(unknown)

I came across this today and liked it.

We can't always get away from our daily tasks, but if we can learn to have the strength, endurance, and patience to make the most of each situation that comes our way then we will be better for it. And have peace.

New Toys Rule!

2008-11-04T14:04:00.007-07:00

It has been years since I've had a new bike. Ten, to be exact. Not that big a deal, unless you absolutely LOVE to go mountain biking and really use your bike to it's greatest potential. Needless to say, it was time for a new bike.

Enter, man of my dreams. Fortunately he is also my husband, father of our children, and my own personal bike and ski tech. I married well. This summer he determined that his work bonus would be dedicated to a new bike, for me! Like I said, I married well.

So, on our anniversary we had the day to play and took a trip to Boulder for a mtn bike ride and to visit Walt. Walt builds bicycles. Walt builds really nice bicycles. He measured me, asked a few questions and off we went. Road the rest of the summer on my old bike and each ride seemed to be louder and creakier then before. Funny how that happens.

A couple months later (because Walt likes to ride and play as much as the next cyclist) my hubbie comes home with the most gorgeous bike! Or, as Walt termed it, "girlie". It's true. And I couldn't be happier. I left ALL bike details up to hubbie.

He did good, real good. Thanks babe.