Welcome to Summer

Well, we made it to the end of the school year.


The last two weeks have been exhausting. We’ve been living on whatever’s available in the pantry (don’t judge me) and wearing whatever happens to be clean in the laundry room. Which is the same 4 things for my youngest because I’m also behind on laundry, but still a control freak about what she wears. But not if it’s the same thing over and over, apparently.

My son cleaned out his backpack and found a smashed paper sack lunch from January in the abyss, which sort of explains the random odor. He also pulled out a handful of his favorite pencils, one-inch stubs he’s apparently been writing with since 2010. Gah.

Here’s to weeks without alarm clocks or schedules, to sibling fights, reteaching my children the fine art of sleeping in, wet towels and sunblock in the eyes…

Welcome to Summer

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I may never be Mom of the Year (see above), but I am above average at recycling old birthday balloons and a roll of crepe paper.


Sidenote: To all the teachers in our lives: thank you for making this year amazing!

The Day Love Didn’t Disappear: A Thank You

More than $15,000 was raised in less than 36 hours. You gave, tweeted, shared and most importantly prayed for someone you’ve never met. This is Christianity: spontaneous generosity for others. I’m so proud to be a part of this community.

“This is how we’ve come to understand and experience love: Christ sacrificed his life for us. This is why we ought to live sacrificially for our fellow believers, and not just be out for ourselves. If you see some brother or sister in need and have the means to do something about it but turn a cold shoulder and do nothing, what happens to God’s love? It disappears. And you made it disappear.” -I John 3:16-17

God’s love showed up through you. Thank you.

BeFunky_Mom's appreciation letter!!.jpgDear friends and extended families,

I greet you in the mighty name of Jesus hoping that you are well.

I want to thank God in a very special way for having done me a miracle. When I started treatment the doctors were talking of a big amount of money. I was asking myself where the money will come from since Maureen is the only one earning in our family.

One evening when I was seated aimlessly, I received a call from Maureen telling me, “Mom, guess what? The hospital bill has been raised all within two days. I was shocked and confused, the only word which came out of my mouth was “Thank you, Jesus the love and favor you have for me.”

I want to thank my sister Kristen in every special way for having mobilized people who don’t me know to do the fundraising. The heart and favor you have is not with many. My next thanks goes to all who contributed and those who participated in one way or another.. May the Almighty God bless you abundantly.

I cannot forget to thank CURE for permitting Kristen to fundraise my hospital bill. May God bless you.

I am kindly asking you to pray for me….

God bless you,

Jennifer, Maureen’s Mom

The surgery is scheduled for the first week of June. Thanks for your prayers for this special lady.

WFMW: Summer Backyard Funspiration


When my siblings and I would visit my grandmother in the summer, she would send us outside to play in the pasture behind the house. Then she would lock the back door. If you were thirsty, there was a water hose. It was farm life and we lived thru it.

While I don’t plan on locking the door, we do have a big backyard and I want my kids using it this summer. It’s a lot of grass and mud (we have never ending drainage issues. Oh the joys of home maintenance) and plenty of room for imagination.

Summer starts next week around here and I’ve been looking for some backyard inspiration:

1. DIY Tentclothesline + sheet = easy backyard fun


2. Backyard Twister

by Seaside Shelter

3. Backyard Hopscotch

Outdoor and indoor games for kids DIY tutorial on grass 2 via lilblueboo.com












by Lil Blue Boo

4. Angry Bird Game

by Holly’s Art Corner

5. Old fashioned slip n slide

6. Turn trampoline into a tent (with a tarp on top)

C’mon summer, we are ready for you! You work for us!

It’s Like Duck Dynasty, Only With Cows

There aren’t ducks, only plenty of cows.

But we are still happy, happy, happy every time we visit my in-laws farm in Oklahoma.

Since losing my sister-in-law in January, we crave time with family even more.

My husband, Terrell, took the kids and cousins down to one of the ponds to fish and drove grandpa’s truck since the ground was so wet. When my mother-in-law and I finished cleaning the supper dishes, we headed out to join them. Before we got there, we saw everyone hurrying to round up the cattle. The air was tense and my husband shouted, “Something’s wrong.”

My heart stopped as I searched for my kids and tried to figure out what happened.

While they were busy fishing, the cattle surrounded the pickup truck that normally delivers their feed. Terrell didn’t think anything of it until my daughter yelled that one of the cows running away, acting sporadic, had a fishing pole hanging from it’s mouth.

The cow had a giant hook in his tongue and was foaming at the mouth. In a matter of minutes, my 70 year old (next month) father-in-law was in action. He quickly and skillfully separated the injured cow from the herd, with the help of my husband and a few grandsons. They got her in the shoot and carefully located the fishing hook and removed it by attaching a medieval looking device called nose pliers to hold her still.

I think they would be an excellent child rearing tool.

We all sighed in relief and laughed about the biggest catch of the day.

Second biggest:


I didn’t catch any big ones, but I did catch the most (9!) And all the guys were asking me for fishing tips (ha!) So, there’s that.

My kids loved playing with their cousins. And doing the Harlem Shake, of course:

[From left to right]

1. Cousins playing football (skins won) 2. Field of flowers 3. My kids found a turtle (poor thing) 4. Cows  (or I like to call them Dinner) 5. My nephew: He thinks he is famous now 6. Sunset  7. My daughter’s playmate 8. Windy Family pic 9. Grandpa passing down a gun to his namesake


The kids swam in a blow up pool for hours. When I went out to check on them, I discovered they were swimming with a family of small frogs they had named Willie, Corry, Si and Mrs. Kate.

And that’s what you call a dynasty.

Or a wart bath.


It was a wonderful weekend and we rode off in the sunset.