Saturday, September 20, 2014

Days 19. Didn't Happen. Day 20.

Sorry about yesterday!!  No excuse.


Thought I'd show y'all a picture of Carson running in his race.  He ran his personal Panama best time with 7:52 splits.  His best US race time is 7:11 splits, but he felt much better during and after this latest race so that was awesome!  It is so much fun to watch him improve at what he loves to do!!  


Thursday, September 18, 2014

Day 18. Just because.

Just because I love this sweet girl.

Just because she's a walking miracle in so many ways.

Just because she's growing up faster than I can make memories with her.

Just because of how I can't get enough of her, I'm sharing her picture with you.




Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Day 17. Fresh look.



How is it that a single hair cut can make Carson look 3 years older?



Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Day 16. What else can you do?

I never eat breakfast.

There I admitted it.  I don't like eating breakfast.  My stomach takes longer to wake up than I do (and I take a while), so by the time I'm hungry, it's lunchtime.  And, beyond that, I just don't like the hassle of eating breakfast.  Or lunch.  It's not uncommon for me to wait until 2 or 3 to have my first meal of the day.    I know that's bad, but that's the way I normally roll.

I have been trying to improve, though.  I've been adding more exercise and more strenuous exercise, and I am acutely aware that not eating equals bad performance which equals getting yelled at by Jimmy.  (another post for another day)

This morning Carson and I went for a run, and when we got home, I decided to be a grown up and eat breakfast.  And because I was wanting grown up extra credit points, I decided to make myself oatmeal.  You know- instead of a kiddo selection like Rice Krispies.  Feeling quite proud of myself, I added my oatmeal and water to my bowl and stuck it in the microwave.  I hit the cook button and walked away.

I went back and opened the microwave.  The oatmeal had bubbled over.  Yuck.  I hate how oatmeal (and grits) becomes cement if you don't clean it up immediately.  So, I grabbed the bowl out, and I immediately took out the glass plate from the microwave.

And, that's when I saw it.


The oatmeal was smiling at me!  If I were so inclined, I could totally start a diatribe about how the Lord loves us for our attempts at holiness, not just our successes.  Or, I could talk about realizing that we aren't ever going to be perfect, and that's ok.  Or, we could go into a conversation about finding the silver lining in our cloud moments.  But, we're not going to go there.

We're sticking with "My oatmeal smiled at me!"

Monday, September 15, 2014

Day 15.

The circle of life as it presented itself today...

I'm sitting on the couch playing on the internet.  In the background, my kids are laughing hysterically at the television.   What are they watching?  The Cosby Show.  From 1987.  I was 9- younger than two of my children are now.

Today's glimpse into our life.  You're welcome.




Sunday, September 14, 2014

AKA I missed a day.

I know you all thought I was perfect.

Then, I missed a blog, and you've spent the day trying to figure out what really is truth.

Ok.  Probably not.

After our crazy busy week, we decided to go out to dinner and shopping last night.

We had a great time.  Then, we crashed in bed.

The perfect Saturday night.  

In lieu of a wordy post, I thought I'd share some pictures of what our month has looked like...


Our Friday early mornings are spent driving downtown for Carson to meet with his running coach.  Since I've mentioned that before, I thought I'd share a picture of what that looks like.  For the girls, it means hanging out on the beautiful Panamanian coast.  For Carson, it means charging up hills and working on "robot arms."  



The highlight of my month is always getting to share at CCA's elementary chapel.  I speak with the students about the people and countries that represent the persecuted church.  I feel privileged to have this opportunity.


Home schooling looks nothing like what I assume most people assume home schooling is.  Sometimes, it's sisters cuddling in bed before night night reading about the Middle Ages.  



With the official word that we're staying in Panama, we're working on some home projects.  Our favorite painter, Jose, came this past week and painted Coralynn and Carson's room.  The first gallon of "gusto gold" was the exact color we wanted- a vibrant orange.  The second gallon was, well, it was not.  The lid seen above was the third attempt at "gusto gold."  Eventually, Tony and the paint store employees figured out a color close enough, and Jose was able to finish the project.  



Friday, September 12, 2014

Day 12. Tired.

This has been one of those weeks.

We're all tired.

We're all grumpy.

We haven't had a meal together all week.

Everyone is on edge.

It's just been a super tiring week.

We have a lot of activities- all of which we love.

We have a lot of functions- all of which we desire to attend.

And, sometimes, they just all manage to hit at the same time.

I didn't make it home before 9 once this week.  Tony didn't fare much better than I did.

But, tomorrow, our activities end at noon, and then, we will have all the rest of the weekend to be us.
I couldn't be any more excited about the possibility.

If you need us this weekend, send an email, but don't expect a response.  This is our time to recharge.

I so, so, so love my life.  I love what the Lord is doing in it.  I love how He's using me.

But, this weekend, is about enjoying just the 6 of us.  I pray you'll spend the weekend recharging, as well.