Birthdays are good for you.
Statistics show that the people who have the most live the longest.
~ Anonymous ~
Happy Birthday Karen!
When I read I heart faces would be looking for silliness today. . .
I knew I would not have to work very to hard find a silly crew.
“The more you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you’ll go.” – Dr. Seuss, “I Can Read With My Eyes Shut!”
Wednesday is usually set aside for the older kids and I to be at debate club all afternoon. I know I have told you in this club parents work as hard as the students to learn this years reform and to help all the students achieve. Most of the time, my Liz spends the afternoon with the best Nana ever. But, last Wednesday was different. Much to my delight, I didn’t have to be at club all afternoon to fulfill my debate’ish parental duties. I got to spend time alone with my youngest. When we reached our destination in Easley, this little girl and I dropped “our big kids” off at club and then took off quick to the library before anyone noticed.
It was a perfect day to spend together: reading, snuggling and deciding which books we would select to be ours for the week. And. . . in this perfect afternoon we shared, there was a milestone reach ~ were Mary Elizabeth earned her very own library card.
It’s been busy here for these two since last Friday. They had to be up at 7:00 a.m to get to our Friday home school class an hour away. They work and study all day to get home by 8 p.m.. There is reading, writing, studying and very little play that happens on Fridays for us. Saturday morning was an other early start. We had to be up before 6 a.m. to get to a debate tournament. That day there were four rounds of debating with this years reform (( should the federal government significantly reform the criminal justice system. )) that lasted all day until 7:00 p.m. that night.
Sunday morning it was finally time to get ready for the important part of the weekend. The part of the weekend that they had been looking forward to for months. They had to be up at a very early 4:15 a.m. to catch a bus traveling to Washington D.C. to stand up for life.
I am told there was a sea of young and old people alike of over 45,000 from all over the world Marching for Life. They told me this was the most awesome thing they have ever been part of. They just couldn’t believe how amazing it all was.
When I picked these two up at 2 this morning after a 10 hour bus ride home, one night in a hotel and two days marching in the freezing rain standing up for a cause they believe in these kids were full of energy, excitement and life.
Life is an opportunity, benefit from it. Life is beauty, admire it. Life is bliss, taste it.Life is a dream, realize it. Life is a challenge, meet it. Life is a duty, complete it.
~ Mother Teresa ~
“I don’t take no stock of dead people. “
~ Huckleberry Finn ~
This must be Kathryn’s favorite quote. She says it everytime I ask, “So, what did you think about what we just read? ” It always makes me laugh. But, if the truth was told. . . this is the way we spend most of our days: reading, writing. . . learning about the classics ~ taking stock in dead people.
Kathryn and Stephen are on their way to Washington D.C. this morning to the March for Life rally with a bus load of kids, some parents and their very amazing youth group leader.
I realize my two are going on this trip for many reasons: they want to be with their friends, they want the adventure, they want to have a good time, and last but not least, they want to stand up for life.
Little do they know things will not be that simple. Little to they know they are on their way to learn a life time of lessons this weekend. I admire that they have the guts to not only stand up for what matters in this crazy world of ours, they are fine examples of what our future holds.
I think – What a privilege it is to be called their mother.
You see, “the best Nana ever” took her to see Beauty and the Best in 3-D Wednesday while we were at our home school debate club.
I am told “IT was the best day ever!”
She is “never taking the glasses off again” because they “remind her of the Best Nana Ever and she misses the best Nana so much when they are not together.”
Be faithful in small things . . .
it is in them that your strength lies.
On this earlyTuesday morning I sit here and think: “What should I write about today?” “What do I have to show you?” “How can I show you how much I love it when you take the time to come to my little corner of the world and say hello.” and then. . .
It hit me.
I haven’t shown you Christmas and the love our mother pours into her decorating. I haven’t shown you the splendor of the ribbons, garland and tulle. I haven’t shown you how our mother sets the tables and makes everything look as if we were living in a dream: the trees, the candles, the angles blowing their trumpets announcing the Savior is born.
I haven’t shown the grandeur in the front hall adorned with deer, ribbons and berries. Every year it gets better. . .each room makes us feel as if we are royalty and nothing could be finer. Each year the love she has for her family completely inundates us.
I didn’t introduced you to the fair maiden Miceala. I haven’t told you how this lovely girl puts a smile on my Prince Matthew’s face and how she is becoming quite a regular at all the family gathering.
I haven’t shown you how great the Squire James looks this year as he has grown into a fine, respectable man.
I haven’t shown you the magnificent gifts that were exchanged with simple love.
I failed to show you: how battles are won in this kingdom of plenty,
the pure love a growing boy has for his father,
the girl that is growing up into fine Lady,
and the new baby’s first Christmas.
I almost missed showing you the magic of Christmas at our parent’s house. I almost missed showing you the pride our Queen Mother has as she looks on and celebrates not only Christmas but a life she built with her one and only King.
It happens every time these guys get together.
Someone says. . . “Hey, y’all wanna play football?“
Every time this happens, my girl Kathryn kicks off her shoes,
and they all run out the door for some serious family fun.