Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Happy Ending


In the final analysis, Star Wars is a story of redemption.  Who is not moved and nearly cheering as Darth Vader chooses good over evil in his final moments--thanks mostly to the love and personal sacrifice of his son (who, by the way, chose to abide by Jedi law even in spite of his stubborn nature).  
Of course, we don't have to wait for a deathbed conversion to come back to the "good" side.  The only unforgivable sin is the unrepented one.  Jesus gave us the Sacrament of Reconciliation on the very first Easter when He breathed on His apostles and said, "Receive the Holy Spirit.  Whose sins you forgive are forgiven them.  Whose sins you retain are retained" (John 20:22-23)  I don't really understand how God not only forgives but forgets our sins, "and their sins and iniquities I will remember no more" (Heb 10:17).  I mean--how is that possible?  He is God and knows everything.  I believe it though.  It is a miracle of love.  
I know I don't take advantage of the Sacrament of Penance enough.  Maybe if I could see with God's eyes, I'd notice more quickly when my soul needs the cleansing of that special sacrament (every day).
So, back to Star Wars--I love it.  Probably in part because it reminds me of another story--the one of my salvation. ( And of course, there's Harrison Ford, R2D2 and a cute and cuddly wookie...)

A blessing on ordination
In confession, the priest, standing in for Jesus, makes the sign of the cross and says, 
"I absolve you from your sins in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit"

Wait, There's More


Another thing to consider about the Star Wars story is the number of good people who participated in the making of Darth Vader.  I mentioned Qui-Gon but how about Obi-Wan Kenobi?  It is clear that he has reservations about his master's decision to go against the council.  Personally, he is not sure about Anakin but he is swayed by Qui-Gon's passionate dying plea to go against his own best judgement and train Anakin anyway.  
Then there's Queen Amidala.  She seems to be a virtuous woman as well as a caring leader, willing to sacrifice for her people.   What would have happened if she had refused to marry Anakin and instead encouraged him to honor the promises he had made to the Jedi?  Well, of course, there wouldn't have been a story--but the same thing is played out over and over again in real life.  Padmé could never have imagined that her story would end with her giving birth alone to twins she would never hold, in sorrow because she had lost the love of her life to the dark side.  That was certainly not her intention but she cooperated with Anakin in putting their love above his promises, duty and the law and the results were disastrous.
I could give personal examples of how these sorts of decisions--both big and small have had the same results in my life but again, this isn't confession and I'm sure you can think of examples of your own.  It is because of God's great mercy that He gave us both Law and The Church, not because He is a big spoilsport wanting to take away everything that might make us happy.  We can either learn this lesson through painful experience or trust Him and obey.

"There are things I cannot do.  I cannot watch my people suffer.  I cannot sit when something must be done.  I cannot judge those who are different.  There are things I cannot do.  Run.  Hide.  Ignore.  These are things I cannot do.  But there are certainly things I can do."  Padmé Amidala

And While We're on the Subject of Star Wars

This is the 2nd in a 5 part series on Star Wars.  I know in most cases I will be preaching to the choir here but I thought I'd post this anyway just because.  Read at your own risk!

Still--for my Dad.

So, why did a cute and talented little boy like Anakin Skywalker grow 
up to be the evil Darth Vader?  I can imagine his teachers (if he'd had them) saying, "but he was such a nice little boy with such a saintly mother--where did he go wrong?"  I think a big part of the responsibility lies with his only father figure, Qui-Gon Jinn.  Qui-Gon meets Anakin, is impressed with his special abilities and starts to think he might be "the chosen one".  He does something reckless when he wagers Queen Amidala's spaceship on Anakin's Podracer.  Anakin had not only never won a race--he'd never even finished.  Qui-Gon risks everything on the gut feeling that Anakin can save them.  His gamble turns out to be a good one and he leaves Tatooine, Anakin in tow to save Queen Amidala's planet and train Anakin to be a Jedi.  Of course, Yoda and the Jedi council do not see Anakin in the same way Qui-Gon does.  Yoda tells Qui-Gon that they will not train Anakin because his future is uncertain and he senses danger.  Qui-Gon again is so sure that he is right about Anakin that he ignores the council, promises Anakin that he will train him and with his dying breath, passes on that task to his apprentice Obi-Wan.  This second gamble turns out to be a bad one.  If Anakin's downfall can be traced to his disrespect for authority and law, it is clear where he learned it.  There is no doubt that Qui-Gon's intentions were good but he led his young apprentice astray in teaching him that he was so special, he could go above the wise and experienced Jedis on the council.  This made Anakin easy prey for Chancellor Palpatine/ Darth Sidious who pumped up his ego with the lies he wanted to hear.
Laws matter.  God Himself in the person of Jesus obeyed the law.  I can't imagine how tempted Jesus must have been to end His suffering and come down from the cross.  After all, He was a man, He felt it all.  He was also God and could have saved Himself and also humanity in a different way--or not.  He obeyed His father and fulfilled scripture.
The law of God is for our protection and our happiness.  We have His law in both the ten commandments and the teaching of the Catholic Church which continues to interpret God's Law even as we are faced with our modern, more complicated issues.  Cautionary tales like Anakin Skywalker's show us how things end when we put ourselves above the Law or convince ourselves that Jesus would make an exception for our particular case because...well, he was such a nice guy.  Jesus put Himself under the authority of His Father.  He asks no less of us*.


*I was reading a book recently that said it like this , "God's not in heaven saying 'let's make a deal'.  He's saying, 'this is the deal' ".

Our Jedis














From now on, this little guy at the top of a blog entry means: this entry is about "the world according to Alice"--proceed with caution!  (and leave a comment if you have an opinion)

This post is dedicated to my Dad who taught me the importance of simple things like hard work, discipline and humble leadership.  I love you!

My first memory of Star Wars is when we were living in "the old house"--before I turned 8.  Mom and Dad came home from a rare night out raving about a new movie with robots that we would like.  I don't remember whether we saw Star Wars in the theatre back then but I have always been a fan and have noticed a few lessons that apply to Christian living.  
The other day, Ella got her hands on one of the 30+ library books we have lying around.  She ripped a page and while I was taping it up and lamenting the fact that we would have to buy the book, I noticed that it was one I'd checked out thinking about the Williams boys who came to the book lesson and love Star Wars.  It is called I Want To Be A Jedi.  The particular page Ella ripped was about "Forbidden Marriage".  It says:

"Like everyone, the Jedi can fall in love, but they must not allow any strong emotions to get in the way of defending the galaxy.  The Jedi are forbidden to marry because strong emotional attachments can cloud their judgement and stop them from doing their jobs well."

It reminded me of the priesthood.  I know many people don't understand why Catholic priests don't marry.  Maybe they even think it's a little strange or unnatural.  I don't know much about George Lucas or the story behind Star Wars but I think his tale explains it well.  It is Anakin's attachment to Padmé and his fear of losing her along with his belief that because of his special gifts he is above Jedi law that leads to his fall*.  
Priests are the shepherds of the flock.  They don't use light sabers but ideally, they lead the charge to heaven and give their lives to get us there.  It makes sense to me that they would take vows like chastity, poverty** and obedience that keep them as detached from the world as possible.  "Rules" like these make strong, disciplined and worthy leaders.
Priests have a tough job.  It's no wonder they sometimes struggle.  I will be praying for them today and maybe even writing a thank you note or two to the ones who touch our lives on a regular basis.   Maybe I'll even end them "may the force be with you"(probably not).

*Consider his attitude in contrast with that of very wise but humble Yoda.
**I think most diocesan priests do not take a vow of poverty because their mission is different from that of ordered priests.

Monday, September 28, 2009

Even More Beautiful

The seventh inning stretch--my "best" part

Continuing with the subject of un-schooling and kids being little sponges who learn without being tied down to desks for hours, I thought I'd share something that happened on Sunday.  Chris and I went to the last home game of the Houston Astros with some good friends of ours.  That was a lot of fun.  Meanwhile, Grandpa Doyle (who wears a big S under his shirt for "Super Grandpa") took four of the kids to the Museum of Natural History.  Grandma and Ella bonded at home.  On the way to the museum, all of her sisters fell asleep so Madeleine spent the time making up a scavenger hunt for them to complete.  I asked her where she got the idea and she told me that she's heard Grandma Kreitzer talk about taking Aunt Jamie on angel hunts at the art museum.  Here's her list along with what they found:

1)  Something with more than 100 bones--T-Rex

2)  Something colorful--poisonous dart frog

3)  Something really old--dinosaurs

4)  Something pretty--butterflies (and they landed on their hands!)

5)  Something in outer space--energy explosion

6)  An animal--lion

7)  Something Native American--thatched huts and teepees

8)  Something Egyptian--?

9)  Something from pre-historic times--wooly mammoth

10)  Something cool and exciting--the gem exhibit (and there's one coming to Humble in November.  We will definitely be there.)

I don't think our kids are unique in their love of learning and games.  I think all kids are naturally curious and even creative.  They just need the time and opportunity to explore.  And what a great thing to have kids and therefore the excuse to do all of those fun things again!


Sunday, September 27, 2009

Scavenger Hunt--Come & Play!

My new--and only--internet friend Emily is running a contest.  The assignment is to take pictures of a list of ten things and either post them on a blog or email them to her.  Click here for more info.  
This was a lot of fun and since she's drawing the name of the winner from all of the entrants, there's no real competition--you do it just...because.  So here's my list.  I'd love to see yours.

#1  Something you need every single day

The sun?  Quiet time with the Lord?  Laughter?  My contacts?  All possibilities.  My answer?  Quality time with the people I love.  As the mom of a big family and busy household, my life can quickly become a list of to-do's combined with never-ending errand running.  If I don't take the time to cuddle my babies or share a glass of wine with my bollazo-- what's the point?

#2  Something you once lost but finally found

My lens cap.  I couldn't figure out how I lost it but I was beside myself looking for it because I take my camera everywhere, carrying it unceremoniously in my purse or diaper bag.  I need my lens cap.  It took a few weeks but I finally found it in the pocket of these shorts--fortunately before I washed them.

#3 A happy place in your home

I had planned to take a picture of our dining room because that is the scene of the special, sparkly times of our lives--birthday parties, game nights, dinners with visitors, dinners with friends.  I changed my mind tonight at dinner when we were all sharing the details of our days and "special plating" Daddy.  Our kitchen is mostly for Frodo Seven.  The table is barely big enough for us but it's where we have our "ordinary time"--the time that makes up the bulk of our lives.  It is definitely happy.

#4 Something you ate today

I am sorry to say that if I am what I eat, I must be a potato chip.  I can't get enough of them.  These are currently my favorite kind.

#5  A picture of a picture

This may be my favorite picture of me and C.  It was taken at 5:30 AM the day we left for our honeymoon.  We both look so happy--and maybe a little naive--about beginning our married life.  Now when I see the picture I think, "you go girl--smile big--he's an A+ guy".

#6  A favorite book

Sorry--I can't pick one.  Chris and I have a shelf of "great books"--books that have impacted us in some way.  These are a few of them.

#7  Something Fall-y

The only thing fall-y in Texas is the date on the calendar.  I am very bitter about it because other than that (and missing my family), I love Texas life.

#8  Your favorite color

I like blue and I love the combination of colors on Ella's new hat.

#9  Something from your childhood

Smurfs.  I used to watch the Smurfs every Saturday morning.  Now I have a collection of Smurf glasses and Smurf figures that I very occasionally--only as a special privilege--allow the kids to play with.  Brainy is my favorite because he's such a know-it-all.  I keep him around to remind me of how ridiculous I sound when I start to pontificate.

#10  Something on your to-do list

I feel like I'm in a holding pattern with my running and fitness.  I'm consistent but I'm not really "bringing it" or pushing myself.  The Garmin isn't mine but it may be a good tool to help me run farther and faster.  Maybe I'll sign up for a long race...

So that's it, Emily.  Thanks for the idea!

Saturday, September 26, 2009

A Beautiful Thing

One homeschooling philosophy that I believe in but haven't quite embraced is "unschooling".  Un-schoolers consider the world to be their classroom.  Rather than doing structured school, they school as a way of life.  I like the discipline of a regular school time and schedule but agree with un-schoolers that the girls will learn naturally at their own rate regardless.  With that in mind, I try to give them the best materials, books, toys, videos, music etc. as possible, along with a lot of free time to use them to learn as they play.  
Today while I was madly cleaning, organizing and de-cluttering the house--something I do whenever I feel the need to beat life into submission (a futile effort), Mia and Grace decided to play school.  They used a couple of supplemental math workbooks I'd bought them.  So while I was working in the dining room, they asked me questions about their problems and essentially did enough pages for a week.  Again, I think that a large part of school--and even work--is the discipline required to focus and accomplish tasks.  So, The Doyle Homeschool will probably never entirely embrace unschooling but knowing that learning is happening all the time and that our home doesn't have to be a reproduction of a school room makes me a more confident homeschooling mom.*

*We did start saying the Pledge of Allegiance before our school day this year after discovering that it was a daily ritual of our dear Canadian friends.  My thinking was--if Canadians can pledge allegiance to the American flag, we should surely take the time to do it too.  The girls love to take turns holding the flag--even Ella gets in on that action.




Speaking of Ella, here she is taking a yogurt bath

Thursday, September 24, 2009

For Love of Books

The first meeting of our new homeschool book club--as yet unnamed--went off without a hitch.  Three other families with kids from sixth grade down to preschool came to Casa Doyle for an introductory lesson on books.  We learned book vocabulary, book classification, the elements of a story and tips for writing our own stories.  It was fun and educational for all.  In the aftermath, the girls and I are enjoying all of the books (30+) I checked out of the library for our "playing library" activity.  Grace can now tell the difference between fiction and nonfiction and even Sophie is talking about choosing her book for our next meeting.  
For me, it's not enough for our kids to develop a love of reading.  I hope that they also learn to choose their books as carefully as they do their friends, focusing on the ones that will lead them closer to God.  Our book club will be a great place to talk about those goals and learn, learn, learn--together.

Whining

In case my last post left you saying, "waa, waa, quit your whining", I thought I'd show you where I get it.


Oh--and this week, the days are medium, hinting at mild, which allowed me to make it through my long run for the first time in over a month.  It reminds me again that God always has something good around the corner.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Texas Season-ing


I don't remember thinking much about the weather when we lived in Fredericksburg.  Maybe that's because I grew up in Virginia with its four seasons.  I didn't have to remind myself to be cheerful and stop complaining about what was happening outside because there wasn't much to complain about.  It's a little different here in Houston.  While I've gotten used to the extreme heat and humidity, I still get grumpy this time of year when it hangs on and on and I experience my favorite season by watching the leaves die and fall off the trees without a hint of red, yellow or orange or the need for us to wear even long sleeved shirts much less sweaters.  My annoyance tells me that I have a sense of entitlement about at least one thing in life--my right to a real autumn.  
Instead of spring, summer, fall and winter, the "seasons" in Texas can be described in much the same way Tex-icans label their salsas "mild", "medium", "hot" and "diablo"  (I'm not sure there is such a thing as diablo salsa but there should be and there are certainly diablo days).
Sunday afternoon, we went on our first geocache adventure in a long time.  We chose a park I'd never been to--always exciting.  And it was beautiful.  The temperature was between "hot" and "diablo" so tramping around in the bushes was a sticky affair.  The girls didn't complain very much and we found both caches with few problems.  I must admit though, my mind was far away in a place where the weather is cooler and the leaves are getting ready to put on their show.  
OK I admit it--I want to go home.  I miss my peeps and the feeling of the fading year that the cool weather brings.  Come on--it is just not normal to wear short sleeves and tank tops all year.  Haven't I read somewhere that there's a time for every purpose under heaven?  I'm ready for marshmellow-roasting-while-wearing-thick-sweaters-in-the-cool-fall-air time.  I don't see that in my near future.  I suppose I'll have to settle for cranking down the a/c and turning on the fireplace.  I'm feeling a little bitter about it though. 


If you look hard, you'll see cache #1



Monday, September 21, 2009

(Gregory) House Party

The countdown to our latest House party is on.  Chris and I even thought of inviting people but decided there was too much risk of them wanting to talk to us or each other instead of watching the season premiere (I just don't understand some people's priorities).  We won't be watching quite when it airs because 1) we have kids to put to bed and 2) life is way too short to watch commercials.  Just seven more hours...gotta' love Monday!

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Back to the Family


Until a few weeks ago, I had never heard of Dr. Ray Guarendi.  His name came up during a discussion with our homeschool group about parenting and discipline, and my friend Misty recommended him.  So, I borrowed one of his books.  It was in question-answer format, which made it hard for me to get to the heart of what he teaches, but I liked what I read in the first fifty pages.  Then, through another email to the homeschool group, I found out that Dr. Ray was coming to Houston.  So, bright and early yesterday morning, Chris and I headed downtown to hear him speak.  

The audience was small, full of babies and many people had met the good doctor (of psychology) before.  The talk was on his new book, Back to the Family, a summary of the research he'd done on traits common to strong families.  The information was helpful but equally important to our enjoyment of the morning was the fact that he was very funny and kept us laughing about parenting and family life for most of the hour.  

The talk brought up a lot of interesting points, some of which I'll list below, but I think Dr. Ray's mission in a nutshell is to empower parents.  He didn't talk down to us, give us "the answers" or flaunt his credentials.  He talked to us as someone who's also in the trenches dealing with the same challenges we are.  I didn't hear him say, "if I can do it so can you", but that's the message I took away anyway.

The kicker?  Dr. Ray is a Catholic homeschooling father of ten.  I asked him what his biggest challenge is in parenting a big family.  His first, comedic, response was--"food"--I found that extra funny because I got the same response ten years ago from the mother of a large family--she was serious.  Dr. Ray's serious answer was, "all the moving parts".  All the tasks to be done, the juggling of activities, the number of cars in his driveway (7), etc.  Chris and I agreed that we would both say the same thing.  Of course, our family is small compared to the Guarendi's.

My favorite part of the talk was when Dr. Ray mentioned the correlation between the way he disciplines and Catholic theology.  He said, very often with behavioral issues, our culture asks the question, "is it normal?"  If the answer is "yes"--for example, "yes, it's normal for a teenage girl to be disrespectful" or "yes, it's normal for a three year old to hit a sibling"--then people rationalize that it's okay for the most part and parents should learn to accept the behavior.  But--what's "normal" is the wrong standard.   The Catholic Church teaches that we are naturally disobedient because of our sinful nature.  The question we should be asking is, "is the behavior right?"  If the answer is "no", we should not accept it--although there are different levels of culpability parents should consider depending on a child's age.

At the end of the morning, Chris and I bought a few books and two DVDs including one on Dr. Ray's journey back to the Catholic Church.  I can't wait to hear that.  

More tidbits from the talk:

*The one factor that all of the families in the study had in common?  Religious faith.  Not just identifying themselves as a particular religion but really living it.  Together.  90% of the families were of Christian denominations.

*Respect is the number one most important standard in the households he interviewed.  He talked about the "battered parent" syndrome (parents get worn down by the hard demands of parenting and tolerate unacceptable behavior rather than take the extra effort to deal with it), and Dr. Ray encouraged parents to adopt a zero tolerance for disrespect--both verbal and non-verbal--because respect is the core of all relationships.

*He said that more and more women are describing themselves as doing the heavy lifting in their homes in regards to discipline, while their husbands are content to play "Disneyland Dad".  He said Dads should step up, discipline their children and insist on respect in their homes. 

*The #1 thing the kids in his study hate that their parents do?  Lecture.  Lectures follow the "Law of Diminishing Returns".  Instead, speak your truth and speak it straight.  Don't explain.  Kids don't want to understand.  They don't agree with you.  This will not change after an hour long lecture.

*Dr. Ray observed that there are three sins left in our culture: smoking, spanking, and having more than 2.1 children.  In regard to spanking--70% of the people in the study spanked at times.  Dr. Ray said he doesn't care whether parents spank or not.  He believes in their right to choose to do it and that when it is done in a loving context it does not lead to any of the problems people say it will--like violent, maladjusted children.  

*Chris asked about sticker charts and marble systems.  Dr. Ray said they're fine, but he has never known a family who could keep one up consistently for any period of time.  Another challenge he mentioned is that rewards work best in a state of deprivation and our children have way too much stuff to be motivated by more treats and things.

*Other questions asked:  

Facebook--should we let our kids join it?  He cited a study of college students done since the rise in popularity of Facebook.  The students were considerably more narcissistic than in past studies.  He said that his children are not on Facebook, My Space or Twitter because of the propensity of those activities to make the kids more self-focused.  It is already a challenge to help kids develop humility and Facebook is often about "Look at me!  Look at me!"  
He also advised against cell phones before college saying that they pull kids away from the present moment and the family as they text and constantly check on things.  If safety is a concern, he advised lending out your cell phone or buying a very simple one that can make limited calls to limited numbers.

Sleepovers--Too many chances of parents getting burned.  Unless Dr. Ray and his wife know the other parents "as well as we know ourselves", they don't do sleepovers.  This is a rule we've had since Madeleine was very young and I know people who have thought we are the meanest, most neanderthal parents for depriving our poor kids.  Nice to know we're not the only ones.

Tattling--Sibling quibbling was the biggest problem cited by the families in the study.  Dr. Ray did not advise squashing tattling entirely because it can be a good source of information.  He encouraged evaluating the situation and the motive.

Dating--He answered this one by citing a study that found that the earlier kids started dating, the more likely they were to have sex by their senior year of high school.  He advised postponing not only dating but "going together" in the form of phone calls, emails etc.  This kind of testing the waters of dating can end with broken hearts at a young age, something that's obviously not good for the kids.

OK--that's it other than his jokes.  You'll have to look him up for yourself if you want to hear those.  

I decided to share this in detail here for two reasons:

First, in our noisy world of too many experts, it's sometimes difficult to know who to listen to.  Truly, we can each find someone who will say just about anything we want to hear.  So, how to find the truth?  No one has all of the answers--except Jesus Christ and His Church.  People who are living their lives "the Jesus way" are more likely to be headed in the right direction with the right answers.
One of the reasons Dr. Ray's advice rings true to me is that it involves effort, sacrifice and suffering--all part of being a Christian.  It makes sense to me that the strongest families are built by parents willing to invest the most, endure the pain of not being like the Joneses and make sacrifices for their kids.

Second, if you were to ask me what has been the defining influence in my life, I would say my family.  Not just my parents and siblings but my huge extended family and even the ancestors I never met but who passed on the faith.  I have been impacted by so many people in my family--some for their good examples and some for being cautionary tales.  Families matter.  My dream is that our family and all of those we know become the kinds of families Dr. Ray could have interviewed for his book.  I pray that all mothers and fathers believe that they have the tools and graces they need to build a great family.  

To quote Tony Horton (again :) "you can do this--if you want to."  I pray that more people really want to.  More than universal health care or a solution to global warming, that's the hope for our future.

Check out the good doctor for yourself at www.drray.com

This picture reminds me of a quote from Runaway Bride: "It takes three people to make our marriage work--me, him and the shrink."  or something like that.

Friday, September 18, 2009

Grace's Gift


Grace's birthday gifts have all been opened, played with and, a couple, I am sorry to say, are already broken.  My favorite gift of the year was one that she opened way back in July from her godfamily.  My sister Tara is her godmother and she gave Grace her gift along with this note:  "Dear Grace, Happy 5th birthday!  We got you this box to hold all your special treasures.  To start you off, we each picked out something special of ours to give to you."  She went on to explain each of the "treasures"*.
*Some of the objects pictured may not be the originals.

This one is from Brendan.  Brendan aspires to be a Navy Seal or a Marine and loves playing with army men so this was appropriate.

Lauren donated a princess because "I like it."

The medal was from Ryan who likes the number one.

Baby Sean chose a ball because that's his favorite thing.

Lawrence put in this screwdriver and I like what he wrote so I'll quote him:  "I picked out a screwdriver because it is a really useful tool and my hope for you is that you always have the tools you need to succeed in life."

Tara put in this stone which I am keeping safe for Grace.  It's special to me because of what Tara wrote:  "I put in the rock with the bear claw your daddy gave to me 15 years ago!  In the note that came with it he wrote 'This stone is painted with a special Native American symbol--the bear claw.  It means strength.  I wish you strength in all you do and all you face in life.  Keep this stone as a symbol of your strength--a strength that comes from God'."
Tara is training for a marathon so I was skeptical about taking her strength stone back to Texas.  I was also amazed because I never knew about this stone or the note Chris wrote my little sis' way back when.  What a great guy.  And how incredibly cool that it meant enough to Tara for her to have it 15 years later.

So, I love this gift and all of the thought that went into it.  I may use the idea myself some day.
In the meantime, I can't wait to see what Grace adds to her collection 
(hopefully nothing living).

And while I'm on the subject of cool gifts...

This is mine from sunny California.  I "love"it.  

viernes

It's Friday--Yippee!
(bed-making by Chris)

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Aha

This has been a bit of a rough week.  Chris has been on the west coast, I've missed my runs for the second week in a row and our normally predictable schedule has been off as I've handled the kid and house logistics on my own.  In the midst of all of that though, I had an amazing "aha" moment* today that I wanted to share.  
As I handed the girls their lunch plates today, I told them that I had given them three carrots--one for each person of the Holy Trinity.  Observant Mia looked at her plate and asked why I had given them each five slices of strawberry.  I told her, "I don't know, I just did."  Almost immediately, she responded, "I know Mom, they're for the five wounds of Jesus."  Then she and Grace went over to look at the crucifix, presumably to verify the existence of the five wounds.  After a few moments, Grace said in a sad voice, "poor Jesus".  And my heart melted.  What a blessing to be here for these special moments when my children remind me again of what's really important.

*Aha moments are glimpses of the good fruit that I hope to be growing in my children.  I find that the more I look for them, the more I find them.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

3 Firsts

1)  First piano lessons of the year (first ever for Grace):

With the start of a new school year comes the start of activities.  I have to admit, I am a bit of a grinch about it because I am jealous of our family time.  It's possible that I may even snarl when someone suggests that our girls should be in dance lessons, karate, gymnastics, soccer--whatever.  I prefer trips to the playground or watching them ride their bikes down the street.  Kids need free time in abundance.  And plenty of opportunities to play with their siblings.  Of course, I'm not quite grinchy enough to say no to all activities and the girls had their first days of a few of them this past week.  
First, the oldest three started piano again.  Chris and I have agonized a bit over this one because it is so expensive.  We got a great deal on our piano while we were living in Beaumont with the idea that the girls would each take at least a couple of years of lessons.  We are sticking with that but it is difficult to write a check the size of a car payment to the music school each month.  We have tried teachers who work out of their homes but have found better structure and quality at the school.  As a bonus, their piano teacher is also the director of the children's choir at church--another of their activities.  
I love hearing them singing their choir songs around the house.  They have a lot of friends in the choir who happen to mostly be the children of our friends.  So, that activity is worth every bit of the effort it takes to get them to practice and to church bright and early Sunday morning.
Then there's Madeleine.  Madeleine is like her mother--she doesn't like tradeoffs and when asked to choose, says, "both".  She wanted to do several sports this year but we told her that with piano, honor choir, National Honor Society and the school musical she'd have to pick one.  She picked volleyball and is having a great time.  We all went to her first game last week.  They won which was a bonus but win or lose, Madeleine just loves being a part of the team.

2) First choir performance (Grace's 1st ever):

3) First volleyball game:





Bonus:

Not the first time with mommy's favorite new do
(but close)

First time wearing this mermaid suit
Ella is old enough to enjoy new clothes especially when her sisters fuss over her!