Category Archives: Summer

Family Meeting

If I had to name two things that bring me joy they would be organization and change. I happen to think these are good qualities that enable me to be able to thrive in chaotic, stressful environments. My poor husband on the other hand really likes for things to be predictable. I don’t think he knew what he was getting himself into when he met me 15  years ago. Even when we were first married and we would be working different shifts or days, he would come home and the furniture would be rearranged and the plates moved to a different cabinet. I would be fired up about a new plan for getting a pet, moving, a new place to buy groceries or new budget spreadsheet. Bless him.

I have tried hard for his sake to limit these changes and he’s done an awesome job at realizing that his wife isn’t trying to make him crazy, she just loves change.

When it comes to having children in your home, whether its one child or eight children, organization and change are imperative. Now, I am not saying that consistency goes out the window. All children flourish with consistency. What I’m talking about is organizing environments and schedules and being willing to change methods and plans.

For example, yesterday morning I called a family meeting with the kids. There were 3 major discussions we needed to have; chores, schoolwork/reading time, “that’s not fair”.

In the area of chores, our kids have a good amount of responsibility. Now that everyone is getting older, I’ve added a few more to their list. We talked about combining a few chores and made assignments for the next week or two. For example, Foster has laundry and bathroom #2. He is responsible for washing, drying, putting away all the laundry. He also wipes down the bathroom sink, mirror, toilet at least once a day. He only has to scrub the tub if it needs it.

The second thing we discussed was the expectation that they need to either work on schoolwork (we never finish Math in a typical school year) or read for one hour before they have any screen time or friend time. With breakfast, chores and reading time they should be done by about 10:30 am and that leaves the next 8 hours for them to be free and have fun.

The third item on the agenda was about attitudes. We discussed how much we have in way of toys, clothes, safety, security and comfort compared to other children. We talked about gratitude and not comparing what someone else gets to what we get. In our home, we have lots of discussion regarding “sometimes its your turn and sometimes its not”. This week Foster was able to spend extra time with visiting family and go to the science museum. Katie got to go with them to the Lost Sea. The younger boys got to go to Chick-fil-a (like go inside and play, which is a rare treat).

This understanding is imperative in our family because not everyone is the same age and maturity level. And the gap will just continue to widen as everyone gets older. When Foster gets a phone or is able to drive the younger boys will still just be 12, 10 and 8 years old. They’re going to have to see him with a lot of privilege and freedom that will be years off for them. In keeping with that, I told them that if I hear “that’s not fair” in any form, like “but he got to, Katie got more than me, I didn’t get a turn,” then they would get a check mark on the white board in the kitchen. Each check mark equals 5 minutes earlier bedtime.

When we have these family meetings, I try to keep the list of items or things we’re changing or working on down to 3 or 4 items so that the kids don’t get overwhelmed and the expectations are clear.

The kids really respond well to these meetings. They will chime in with their own ideas and opinions. They are willing to be flexible and try new routines and rules. Each time I make these changes in the house, I’m showing them that they can learn new things and change their own attitudes. Chris and I are trying to teach them that a family is a team. We work together and not against each other. When we do work together, we feel closer and we can accomplish more.

 

TBT: Ghetto Pool

This throw-back Thursday is dedicated to the ghetto pool and the years where we were basically drowning in littles. Good thing we have some pictures because it’s pretty much a blur.

 

summer

I don’t just hear the splashing and laughter, I feel it.
It seeps into my bones, as the sun seeps into my skin.

Leaves start to dance, trusting the breeze to hold their rhythm.
I don’t just see them, I applaud them, encourage them, I feel them.

Two birds start up, arguing whose colors are more vibrant.
Their debate is comforting and humorous.

I breathe in the warm air, feeling cleansed, renewed.
The smell of warmth, freedom, opportunity.

is VBS just glorified babysitting?

4 of our kids have been going to VBS this week.  As a homeschool parent there are very few times when I pull up outside of a building, let my kids out and drive away.  Last night, after I watched them walk inside and waved to our associate pastor who was standing outside, I actually had this thought…
“Do they think I’m just taking advantage of free babysitting?”

Now, I have been one of the volunteers at VBS and I can honestly say I never had that thought. So I am sure that most of the volunteers don’t feel that way. They are there because they want to create a fun, safe place for kids from the community to hear something they may have never heard before and might not ever hear again. That there is a God who loves them and a Savior who died for them.

I’ve written before about what church was like for me growing up. I think we may have had VBS from time to time but it was such a tiny church with very few children, it wouldn’t have been the type of VBS that my kids have had the privilege of attending. I think at times because VBS has become such a production that a few critics have popped up along the way. Making comments and criticizing the time, effort and cost that it takes to host a great VBS. After all, the kids are just there eating junk food, making crafts, playing and the parents are taking advantage of a break from their kids, right?

Not really. At least not in my case. Personally, I don’t remember the VBS at my church. But I do have a strong, clear memory of attending a VBS when I was around 9 or 10. We lived in a really big neighborhood. Well, it was really big to me then, when I’ve driven back through 20 years later the streets somehow have shrunk and the houses of my friends had been squished much closer to my childhood home. I’m not sure how that happens, are you? Anyway, I was friends with a little girl whose family lived a few streets away from mine. They attended one of the biggest churches in my hometown and for some reason had ended up hosting a VBS in their “huge” backyard.

I was invited and spent a few summer nights getting bit by mosquitoes, eating popsicles, playing games, making crafts and I’m sure listening to some Bible stories. I don’t actually remember that part. But what I do remember is that I made this scroll. It wasn’t paper, I’m not sure what material it was on, but someone had painted the verse John 3:16 on except it looked like this:

For God so loved ______________
that He gave His only begotten Son,
that whosoever believes in Him
should not perish
but have everlasting life.
And in that blank we painted our names.  Just another VBS craft. A little bit like the bag fulls my kids brought home last night. The difference is I kept mine. For years. It hung in my room until I left for college. It was always there, silent but powerful.
A reminder that God so loved ANNETTE.
So, no VBS is NOT just glorified babysitting and a drain on a church budget. It’s critical.
You never know just how critical it could be for some child who won’t hear about Jesus again until next year’s VBS.

left-over goodness

This summer we have been more intentional about spending time with friends. One of my favorite memories from this week…

Jonah and his future wife Lucy sharing watermelon rinds.  The best part is they were enjoying what was left after all the older brothers and sisters had finished eating the good part off.  You know they aren’t first born children if we are letting them eat the leftovers out of a bucket on the ground!

I’m linked up with Homeschool Creations this week!

a lovely Father’s Day…

 

After church and lunch we headed to one of the most beautiful places, the Great Smoky Mountains National Park!

On the way home we stopped for ice cream. Chris said, “this is the best Father’s Day I’ve had in a long time.”

3 beautiful things

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Chris before walking his Grandpa Grubb to his final resting place.

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Jonah enjoying his baby pool.

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A moment to read before heading off to church.

Wordless Wednesday: California

Foster, Katie and Theodore on our family trip to California – June 2011

Last Day of School

Well, we did it! Another successful year of homeschooling has officially come to an end.  We checked off our last day on Friday and went out for breakfast and some soggy playground time.  Then we spent most of the day doing what we will do all summer. Playing outside! Popsicles, water play, creating their own worlds, dreaming and imagining…I feel so blessed that I can allow my children endless hours of this life.

Foster will now move on to 2nd grade, Katie to 1st grade and Theodore to Pre-K.  We’ll probably start our new school year around the end of July.  That way we can have a few good breaks, especially because baby #5 is due the end of September. 

One last picture of something beautiful, Nana’s rosebush.  I was afraid it wasn’t going to make it this year, it had holes eaten in all it’s leaves and no blooms at all, then I pruned it and waited and look…

the first rose of the season! I know it’s a small triumph for some, I have friends who grow gardens, with real fruits and vegetables and everything. Oh and they keep chickens and ducks alive.  I, would love to get to that point, but it has taken me until now to keep 6 indoor plants and 1 outdoor rosebush alive. Hey, slow and steady wins the race, right? 

Days of summer…

We love summer around here. It’s warm and bright and filled with exploring and freedom. God has been so good to create all we enjoy.

I am so blessed to be the mother of these children. I thank God for them, for His trusting me with their hearts and minds and souls.  We are treasuring each day this summer…you should too…(=