"Lo, Children Are An Heritage of the LORD: and the Fruit of the Womb is His Reward" - Psalm 127:3
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Storytime at Our House
This is what story time often looks like at our house. The eight year old loves to read aloud to his brothers. And they love listening.
This is how I originally found them today. Can you tell that the baby spotted me? He's waving :)
The other day the three year old was really enjoying some chocolate ice cream.
Dig in with all you've got!
And make sure you don't leave anything behind :) I forgot to mention in the last post that this little man had wandered off while we were at the stream throwing rocks. All the boys were busy skipping rocks and he just started exploring. I saw him and followed discretely behind, just wondering where he would go. It's fun to watch them when they don't know they're being watched ;) Pretty soon, after he had gone about 50 feet away, he spotted me. He yelled back to the guys, "I found Mama!" I didn't know I was lost until then *wink*
I'm a born again believer in my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ the Son of God. I am a very happily married wife and a homeschooling mom of five of the greatest kids in the world. We live in a little mountain town in Wyoming, which we love. I enjoy reading and studying God's Word, homeschooling my treasures from Heaven, sewing and doing all sorts of crafts.
Shelter~"That which covers or defends from injury or annoyance. The state of being covered and protected; protection; security. He that defends or guards from danger. To cover from violence, injury, annoyance or attack. To defend; to protect from danger; to secure or render safe; to harbor."
"The Bible calls debt a curse and children a blessing; but in our culture, we apply for a curse and reject blessings. Something is wrong with this picture." Doug Phillips
Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward. Psalm 127:3
Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow... For babies grow up, we've learned to our sorrow... So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep... I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep!!
You may have tangible wealth untold: Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold. Richer than I you can never be - I had a Mother who read to me. ~ Stricklan Gillilan