He’s quiet. He goes about his day in quiet ways, (although his quiet ways usually involve a screaming sibling!) and I find myself yelling for him in the house only to realize he’s in the next room and has been there for a while. Sunday afternoon I hadn’t seen or heard from him in a while and as I walked through the room to get Briggs up from his nap, I found him laying on the bench in the dining room quietly reading the Friend magazine. I’ll take this over teasing his siblings!
I think there’s a small hope within all of us to change the world for the better. I suppose I’m doing that work right now within the walls of my home.
We said goodbye to Steve’s parents last week as we wished them luck on another service mission to Accra Ghana. They’ve been many times before so they know what they’re in for as far as living conditions and food. But they are excited to see the people they’ve grown to love as they help them set up and run businesses and work to become self-reliant.
Most people their age are enjoying a slower paced life of vacations and grandkids. Instead they enjoy a faster paced life of vacations, grandkids and lots of service. They joke that if they stop moving they’ll die – so they keep moving and serving and stepping out of their comfort zone. Ghana is lucky to have them!
Hallie looks forward to this weekend every year – and I don’t blame her. I wish I could go on a weekend adventure with Steve too. 😉
Hallie and her friend made a sign for their car to travel up to their campsite: Double Daddy Daughter Date! This stirs two feelings within me. 1. I hope she never grows up. 2. I hope she always wants to spend this time with her dad.
The girls were put in charge of the dinner menu and they took their role seriously. Tin foil dinners with chicken and potatoes, with a separate corn on the cob lathered in butter and wrapped in foil. Tin foil dinners are not our specialty and to be honest, in all my years, I’m not sure I’ve had one that wowed me. I was stuffing their bag with extra snacks in fear the dinner would be a bust.
To my surprise, Steve sent this picture and said it was amazing and flavorful. We need to put the girls in charge of dinner more often!
There’s few pictures of what they actually did while they were there (besides ones containing food). I know there was a great turn out with so many friends and neighbors who attended. The weather was cooperative and no major injuries/casualties to report (last year Hallie threw up in the middle of the night – on someone else’s sleeping bag!). All important factors that could make or break the weekend.
Steve has realized that father/daughter with one independent child beats father/son with the younger kids!
We are in full-swing Halloween costume planning mode. We’ve scoured pinterest. We met as a family, where voting was involved. We decided on the family theme and everyone was excited about their costumes. Then I ended up in the hospital and I decided I didn’t have it in me to follow through with our plan. So we went to plan C. (Yes, there was a plan B, after further research I realized it too would require too much.)
I’ve got everyone squared away as to what they want, its now time to execute. Steve is being only slightly uncooperative. (Let it be known, he is surprisingly willing to play along with my crazy ideas!) After I presented his costume idea, he shot me down quickly. He’s hoping his costume this year doesn’t have something covering his head or require any face paint – I feel as though he’s stifling my creative energy!
I’m going to have to think outside the box just a bit because my current ideas don’t fit his criteria!
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