Question: What do you do when the house is a disaster and you really need to clean?
Answer: Make more messes. **sigh**
In case you were wondering, we are still going strong with our gardening journals, though we did take a break along with everything else this last week. (Spring break is glorious!) Before break, we did another entry and then had a planting day.
You can see by the last picture that our seeds are actually starting to sprout! I was a little worried because 1) the seeds are old, and 2) the kids planted them without much guidance. (I explained briefly, went to get my camera, and they were practically done by themselves!) Tomorrow we will transplant them into our garden boxes, which are finally ready. Thank you, wonderful husband, for all your hard work on prepping soil and re-building our collapsed bed! I hope to say thanks with a delicious salad, soon!
Since we’re smack dab in the middle of spring break, (ok, it’s almost over, but anyhow…), I seem to be applying the spring cleaning philosophy with me wherever I go. “Use it or get rid of it!” When I had to move our outdoor fireplace to make way for our new planter boxes, I realized we hadn’t really used it in a while. I always think I will remember when it’s cold, but after dinner on a chilly evening I don’t ever feel like going outside! Then it occurred to me. Whenever we camp, my favorite are not the evening campfires, though those are special, too. I LOVE morning campfires! A new day. A fresh start. Brisk morning air. The world is quiet. A cup of coffee… yes, morning campfires rock.
At first they were content reading and enjoying the fire and each other’s company. It was quite sweet! It didn’t take long before someone asked for the obvious; morning s’mores. What the heck; it is spring break!
We’ve since had a couple morning fires, and I think it might be a great new morning devotion spot! Hooray for re-discovering old treasures!
“Are you sad that you have to do dishes on spring break?” one of my daughters asked me. My first thought was, “Yes.” But, what came out of my mouth was totally different.
I explained how dishes meant we had a nice meal, and plenty of food, and family time. I even admitted how I kind of enjoyed the warm water on cold days like this. Of course, my lazy self would prefer no dishes — but if I could just have the right perspective, they didn’t seem so bad. In fact, they were a blessing. As Laura Story so eloquently put it in her song, What if our blessings come through raindrops? Perspective.
Every spring break I take on a project. Last year it was writing the book of James on my bathroom wall. This year’s project was a bit simpler. I had seen a picture on Pinterest of a window looking out over lavender fields. It was gorgeous. Since moving my family into that house wasn’t feasible, I decided to do the next best thing; plant lavender outside our bedroom window. Perspective. I looked for planter boxes and alternatives all over online, but none of the ones I loved were in my price range. Finally, I took the kids to Homegoods. There I found several viable options, but none of them came in sets of 2. (My only qualm with Homegoods!) Then I spotted something I thought might work across the store that I was pretty certain I had seen on the other side of the store. Yes, I found twin trays! Only one was white… but I could paint them both anyway! Hooray!
Next came the planter boxes to go on top. Again, I couldn’t find what I was looking for. So, I drew a picture and asked my husband to do the honors. I am blessed by his many talents! After a few nails and a little stain, voila!
It’s been too cold to open my windows for the smell to come in, but aren’t they lovely? Now when I look out my window I just see the lavender tops and I am so content. Perspective.
On to the next project…
I awoke to a crash, but didn’t think much of it. The winds were blowing, which is a normal occurrence around here. I got up to go to the bathroom and looked out the window only to learn the “bang” was our chickie coop knocked over. We (pretty much my husband) stayed up to get the chickies a new home in the garage as well as to get things cleaned up. We also looked and looked and looked for a missing chick, but without success.
Later that morning, Malachi discovered her in the front yard under a bush. Poor little baby was gone.
When I told Natalie she could get another one and that we would have a little funeral, she was quite excited. Apparently, she had always waned to have a little funeral for a pet. (Sounds super morbid, but I get where she was coming from!) Kids are so resilient. So, we holed our little backyard hill, had a little funeral, said our goodbyes, and welcomed “Goldilocks” to our home. We also fixed the chickie coop so no more wind gusts will affect our little ones!
After breakfast we had a mad dash to get showered and get to church. The kids came with us into service, which I always enjoy during Holidays. I love for them to see how we worship and “do church.” Afterwards, we stayed for the next service to serve while the kids went to Sunday school. We came home tired and hungry, but were soon re-energized for our Easter egg hunt!
I love how the Easter bunny actually hid all the eggs really well this year — in bushes and trees and not just scattered on the grass. Aw, the joys of “older” kids!
We couldn’t finish our celebration without making some butter mint play dough. That is one tradition the kids just love; it is tasty, super fun, and easy to make!
The afternoon proved to be tiring. To combat our fatigue, we walked to the horse stables, then the park. Our intention was to go out to Chinese for dinner afterward. We had had friends over the night before and were looking for simple. We were so tired, we took simple to the next level — we made frozen potstickers for dinner. I had to laugh. While others were probably feasting on ham with company, we were perfectly content to eat our frozen potstickers, let the kids play a little Wii, then call it a night.
I hope you had a blessed Easter!
Spring break is finally upon us… hooray!!! And, my husband is home the first four days… HOORAY! He came home yesterday completely exhausted and went to take a nap, when this happened…
Yes, buried in every pillow, blanket, or sleeping bag around. Sweet littles get so excited when daddy gets home! Believe it or not, he was so tired he slept right through this for another couple hours. He woke up just in time for Friday night pizza, then Good Friday service at church.
After church, we surprised the kids by going out to froyo. (It was essentially bedtime). That was a huge hit, but then we made it even more special; we stopped by a new park we had discovered just the day before. The kids fell in love with it because it has a zipline. The park was dark, of course, and empty… For the next hour we zipped and swung and slid and tackled and had the best time. I am certain it will go down as a historic night for the Yeh family!
Lots more stuff on my spring break to-do list, (including catch-up on blogging!) My, how wonderful breaks are indeed!
Tomorrow is Easter. I am so glad it is so much more than chicks and bunnies and candy! The Son of God came down to earth and took my sin (and your sin) upon his shoulders. He died, yes. But, he rose again and is alive! Hallelujah!