P is for…


I know I took a picture of these last week and posted it in my weekly roundup. But, I had a few pictures from that “photo shoot” and thought to just go ahead and show them here, since it’s convenient for this week’s letter 😉


This is an alternate of the one I posted. Edited with KK texture waterfront18 (I believe it was)

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I’d also like to point out that I have now managed to keep this plant ALIVE for at least three years! It originally came into our home around Christmas, I kept watering it and it stayed alive. I couldn’t bear to just toss it when the big red “flower” parts died (the plant was obviously still alive). So I stuck it on the sunniest window I have and it’s been hanging in there ever since. Although… I have never gotten the “big flowers” again. Just a few red leafs here and there.

Anyone have any tips, thoughts on how to make it bloom bigger?


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Being the “Shephard” of my Little Flock

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Last Sunday was Good Shephard Sunday. (And I was totally going to write this up either then or yesterday, but completely forgot until last night… moving on…)

The Gospel was from John’s gospel, chapter 10:11-18:

Jesus said:
“I am the good shepherd.
A good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep.
A hired man, who is not a shepherd
and whose sheep are not his own,
sees a wolf coming and leaves the sheep and runs away,
and the wolf catches and scatters them.
This is because he works for pay and has no concern for the sheep.
I am the good shepherd,
and I know mine and mine know me,
just as the Father knows me and I know the Father;
and I will lay down my life for the sheep.
I have other sheep that do not belong to this fold.
These also I must lead, and they will hear my voice,
and there will be one flock, one shepherd.
This is why the Father loves me,
because I lay down my life in order to take it up again.
No one takes it from me, but I lay it down on my own.
I have power to lay it down, and power to take it up again.
This command I have received from my Father.”

Father talked briefly about what it means to be a priest today, and how there are a lot of negative associations with being a priest or other religious. He shared three things that he felt really actually express what it’s like to be a priest, and not just some media portrayal of being a priest.

1. There is Joy. The pay sucks and the hours are worse, but there is an incredible Joy.
2. It is spent in the service of others
3. Is a life of prayer.

(At least I’m pretty sure that’s what he said. I really really need to start bringing a little notebook with me since I’m constantly wanting to remember what was said, and pretty often don’t remember exactly. Take that as the gist of what he said.)

But, all that to say. As he was talking he brought up how we’re called to shephard our own flocks. And my mind starts questioning: Ok, so how’s that work? What’s my flock? And not a second later I had my answer. My flock is my kids.

And then I switched out “Being a priest is…” for “Being a mother is…”.

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There is JOY! I don’t receive a cash payout every Friday, and I haven’t slept an 8-hour stretch of time in recent memory. But as I was writing this, Karl was getting his sweatshirt on to go outside, I was helping with the zipper. He grabbed my cheeks and did “ugga-mugga” (ala Daniel Tiger). I couldn’t trade that for any money or sleep. One tiny 3-second instant. Joy.

Is spent in the service of others. I’m a mama to littles. My life is serving them right now. It’s my vocation, something I’ve been doing a lot of thinking on. I’ve come to realize that’s what God has called me to do, at least for this time in my life. Doing that to the best of my ability IS my relationship with God (I just have to remember it… and that’s the hard part.)

Is a life of Prayer. Again, right now, my life IS my prayer. I have my prayer times, yes. moments here and there between requests for food and stories. I recently finished reading A Mother’s Rule of Life by Holly Pierlot and right at the very end she talks about saying, out loud “Jesus, I do this {everything…anything} for the love of you”.

That phrase is my prayer. It makes my service to my kids be my service to God. It does amazing things to my attitude towards those annoying little mundane everyday tasks, often times leading to Joy!

That’s not to say that I don’t get frustrated. I do. All the time (it seems), but just being able to recognize that, and vow to do better the next time is a step in the right direction.

I’m loving that as I’m figuring out how to be the best shephard I can to my little guys, I’m becoming closer to my Shephard.

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Daffodils were picked and shoved into little glasses courtesy of my little guys!

Scavenger Hunt Sunday {26 April}

Scavenger Hunting over on this blog today because I’m getting tired of posting on two blogs. So, maybe I’ll just switch back to one ??? … Oh decisions, decisions.

Anyways, hunting around this week for the random things 🙂


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It turned into what I would term a beautiful early Spring day (by mid-afternoon). I’m not sure what happened to our almost warm weather, but I guess it decided it had had enough of New England. Hopefully it’s planning its return!

~ My Perspective~

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This is a lot of times how I see them: through a door or a window, being silly


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Never too many devices, amiright?


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Picked up a “fresh” supply of “fresh” fruit when shopping. We seem to almost not be able to keep in in the house, which is a good problem I guess 🙂


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I didn’t take this photo. Miss Kitty was very willing to oblige. 😉 From earlier this week where I took the kiddos to a playground to run off some energy.This is Z’s first swing ride. This is me, who I am: a mama. 🙂


Weekly Photo Roundup {123-129}

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{123/365} – I kinda went on a leaf hunt this week… This was also a go-outside-and-relieve-some-stress-with-th-camera time.P is for... (1 of 1)


{124/365} – Right. Like I said. More leaves 🙂

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{125/365} – To be noted: It wasn’t really warm enough to be in water at all… and it was only after I let them splash that I realized this puddle was actually not really clean… Disappointment all around. But the few minutes before that they had a blast!

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{126/365} – We spent some time cleaning up in the front

six months{127/365} – This little guy turned 6 months! He was clearly not impressed with laying on the floor whilst being photographed.
Some quick stats for him:

  • weighed in at 19 lbs (more or less, he had clothes on and was doing a bunch of wiggling so it was probably close…)
  • 26 1/2″ (which explains why his clothes are long on him)
  • Clothes: size 18 months. (I moved him out of 12 mo. because they were getting tight to put on, but these are all long in the sleeves/legs)
  • Eats: Just about anything you can feed him
  • Eats: ALL. THE. TIME. (we’re still nursing, but some nights… it’s very tempting to just give up and start formula full time…)

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{128/365} – took care of mending a pair of my mom’s work jeans. In exchange she’s taking my winter jacket to be dry-cleaned (she works at a laundry-mat, so it’s convenient for her). Took me about 10 minutes, and it’ll save me some $$. 🙂 This will also be the first time since owning this jacket that it’s been cleaned… something like 10 years?… *ahem*… I’ll just be glad to finally be able to say that there is no residual baby spit up on it… from Karl…

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{129/365} – It warmed up a little tiny bit this afternoon. So, my kids played tea party outside.


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