Thank You (For the Work)

“Here are more clothes for you to put away, son.”

“Thank you, Mama!”


“You can wash the dishes, daughter, and I will rinse.”

“Thank you! I like this job!”


“Would you like to clean the kitchen floor while I clean the dining room floor?”

“Yeah! Thank you!”


My children thank me for giving them work. They work eagerly and enthusiastically. They perform the task to the best of their (albeit limited) abilities. They smile. Sometimes, they even sing while they work.

Do I thank my Father in heaven for giving me work? Do I work with eagerness and enthusiasm? Do I always try my best, even if I am working on a new skill? Do I smile and sing with joy?

Little children want work. I would argue, even, that they need it. They gain fine and gross motor skills, an appreciation for the work others do for them, useful life skills, physical stamina and strength, mental fortitude to stay on-task, and good personal habits.

In fact, we all need work. But somewhere along the way, many of us lose our desire for it. We grow weary and bored of menial tasks. I urge you to look for the joy in such chores; see your tasks from the perspective of a 2- or 4-year-old.

What fun to play in bubbles while washing the dishes! What kind of pattern can be seen in the water as the floor is mopped? How many articles of clothing can be carried at once? How many hymns can be sung in the time it takes to hang the laundry?

And then, thank your Father for the work He has given you. Whatever task He has set before you — motherhood, a career, homemaking — thank Him for it, work diligently with eager hands and a joy-filled spirit.

And don’t forget to smile.

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How’s This Girl?

Yes, I am still here. 🙂 Yes, I have been knitting. I haven’t posted projects because I haven’t had many opportunities at the computer. And the times I do have, I’ve spent inputting grocery receipts and answering emails, not blogging.

Also, one recent project is a gift, so that won’t be posted until it is received. And another, I’m not very happy with. I haven’t even woven the ends on that one because I was so ready to be done knitting it. I just shoved it in a bag and put it away. 😀 But  I have a few knitting-related posts coming out soon.

Life is getting busy around here. I am sort of beginning preschool at home with Sprout (I intend to blog about that as we go, but we haven’t really started yet). I am being more intentional in my parenting — not micro-managing, but being diligent, available, and ready to guide. We have a move coming up.

Life is happening, here. 🙂 I hope to share more as we go.

Not making any promises, though. 😉

She is Three

Another year gone away… Sprout is three!

More Big than Little, every day, it seems. I asked her questions for a fun survey… she didn’t really understand some of the questions, so I gave my best guess at what her answers might be, on some of them. 🙂

  • What is your favorite color? “I like blue.” (But later, she told Daddy it is pink.)
  • What is your favorite animal? “I want a tiger.”
  • Favorite book? Oh! The Places You’ll Go by Dr. Seuss (It is her request just about every night.)
  • Favorite show and movie? Veggie Tales, Finding “Mee-mo”, “Pooh Bear” (Pooh’s Grand Adventure)
  • Favorite song? She said she didn’t know, but she sings “Amazing Grace,” “Twinkle Little Star,” and “Victory in Jesus” a lot.
  • Favorite food, snacks? She said “those holes ones” — a.k.a. veggie straws, but also wants yogurt, clementine oranges, and pasta most of the time.
  • Favorite clothes to wear or outfit? Her Minnie Mouse dress gets the most love, these days.
  • Favorite game? “My matching game” — Minnie Mouse Memory game
  • Favorite toy? She said she didn’t know, but she plays with her Alphie robot almost every day.
  • Favorite thing to do outside? “Hmm… swing. Yeah, I like that!”
  • Favorite place to go? “A big, giant Walmart!”
  • Favorite thing about your room? “Um… the floor!”
  • What is the yuckiest food? “The yucky muffins.” (failed peanut butter oat muffins)
  • What do you like to take to bed with you? “My dolly.” Her brother’s bunny is another favorite.

Sprout has Sprung

Sometimes I still can’t believe it: she’s here, at home, tucked into soft blankets wearing clothes I washed for her.

And I still can’t believe that I birthed her. Amazing. The most humbling, awesome experience. There are no sufficient words for the emotional highs and lows I experienced during those 12 laborious hours and the first few hours that followed. All I can say is that God brought me through it all, and He has blessed us beyond measure with a healthy, beautiful baby girl.

Praise the Lord.
Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good;
his love endures forever.
(Psalm 106:1)

Pregnancy and A Sneak Peek

I have been consumed with finishing my final gift project of this year so that I could begin something new for the baby. Well, it’s done… but you won’t see the post about it until sometime after Christmas. It is a gift, after all. Here’s a sneak peek photo, though.

this may be a little familiar to some of you...

this may be a little familiar to some of you…

As I’m in my 21st week of pregnancy, I thought I might be due to update you on that. We had an ultrasound done about 2 weeks ago, and the baby is healthy and an active swimmer/gymnast. Gender couldn’t be determined. In the couple of days after the ultrasound, I felt the first real “kick”–one that was distinguishable from gas and other abdominal twitches. It was a very surreal experience to feel this little life bumping around inside my body, the only home Sprout knows right now. This Little Bitty knows the rhythm of my blood flow, the strong beating of my heart, the rumblings of my tummy, and likely the murmur of my voice. For weeks, this Little One has known more about me than I’ve known about him/her. For weeks, I’ve known Sprout is there, but had no physical evidence of it. Now, I feel the bumps in my belly and even the rolling pressure that moves along the underside of my belly button as this One shifts position. It is amazing.

Nate has felt kicks, too, when I’ve laid flat, breathed steadily, and the kicks are strong enough. I love seeing his face light up as he makes these first connections with Sprout. I am beyond excited to see him make new, bigger connections with this person when my body is no longer his/her home.