Toilet Paper Fort



What good would a major toilet paper sale be without also using it for building blocks?

I joke with my husband that we’re living the super sized life.  Forget a super sized meal at a drive through; we’ve got a super sized car, super sized grocery bills, super sized laundry piles, super sized messes, super sized wrestling matches… you get the idea.

Our super sized stack of toilet paper provided hours of entertainment as my children built and re-built forts for an afternoon before we moved it to the basement storage room.


The real truth is that I was just too tired to haul it all down there when we bought it late the night before.  Seeing their fun made me feel better about being lazy.

Plus, I’ve got super sized help in the day.  Together we got it down there a whole lot faster than I would have done it alone.

The end.

HH

Art in the Canyon

One of our objectives in spending an evening up the canyon was to encourage our children to pause and allow the beauty of our physical world to teach them something about God’s love for us.  As I thought about this, I felt a desire to sit quietly somewhere with paper, paint, pencils and easel.


I realized that although I would be busy holding little ones, I could provide such an opportunity for my children.  We packed pencils, crayons, drawing paper, journal paper and pens with us.  After enjoying our picnic, we invited the children to look around, to observe and ponder how our surroundings testified of our loving Heavenly Father.


Some of them chose to use the supplies I’d brought to capture the images they appreciated most.  It was gratifying to observe how much they enjoyed the experience (mostly the girls; the boys preferred to walk around and explore).



As I watched them, I realized that I need to slow down more often and allow time for my children to really observe and digest what is going on around them.  I need to be more intentional about planning opportunities such as this, and bringing materials with us so that we can enjoy creative expression “on location”.


I also realized that rather than saving these activities for later, I need to push them now so that they’ll be interested in them when they’re older.  Too often I avoid the stress of dragging them all out of the house in favor of the familiar routine, but I could easily do more of this in my own backyard.  All it takes is thought and planning.  I’m continually amazed at how much of motherhood is planning, praying, thinking, planning some more.


This last picture is particularly precious to me.  My beautiful daughters, absorbed in their creations, with a colorful hill as the backdrop.  Yes, we will definitely be doing this again.

What thoughtful outing has your family enjoyed recently?  I’m looking for ideas!  Please share.

Hopeful Homemaker

8 is Great!



This little girl is eight years old, and there couldn’t be a sweeter 8 year old alive.


She has a blend of qualities that continually leaves me wondering at her.  She’s a unique combination of playful and serious, innocent and mature, intense and sensitive, self-motivated and obedient, brave and fragile.


One thing is certain:  she is wise beyond her years.  She intuitively knows things that take others years to understand.


She’s also the best diaper changer in the house.  (The only one, I’m afraid, excepting Mom and Dad.  The oldest three all bring the little ones to her for diaper changes.)  She’s a born nurturer.


She’s also quite a monkey.  The other night I said to my husband that I don’t think she’s capable of going upstairs for bed without yelling.  His response, “Well, she is nearly perfect in everything else, so don’t hold it against her.”  I laughed.  He’s right.  She’s an absolute delight, and has been since her birth.


What a path she has ahead of her!  We’re honored to be her parents.

Happy Birthday sweetheart!

Love, Mom

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