"Lo, Children Are An Heritage of the LORD: and the Fruit of the Womb is His Reward" - Psalm 127:3
Monday, December 24, 2012
All My Boys Together :)
I finally have all my boys back together! Our oldest son is home for the holidays, and enjoying a little brotherly fun. The four year old is pretty attached to him already. Last time he was here (over a year ago) the four year old was pretty afraid of him. He arrived home in uniform, and is really tall, and the four year old is afraid of everything, so he freaked out and didn't want to be near him. But that was then, and this time around he is his brother's little shadow. He's enjoying all the special attention.
The eight year old especially loves his brother's phone, which has games on it ;) You'll notice the four year old nosing in on the action in several of these scenes...
Here's all my boys together. Now we're just missing our daughter, who is spending the holidays with friends in Washington, DC. She is on break from college and didn't come home.
Grandpa is here too (my dad). He helped us out by picking up our oldest son from the airport and bringing him up.
The other day my in-laws came over too, so we had a good chance to visit with everyone.
The poor baby was sick that day (Saturday). He had a bad fever and just slept most of the day. We've all been fighting sickness this week. A few of the daycare kids were sick - some with fevers, some with colds, and some throwing up. Yeah. So now it's running through our family, just in time for us to take it to the rest of our family in Colorado. The eight year old had a bad fever Friday and slept all day. Then he went skiing Saturday and had a major crash and had to be rescued by ski patrol, after being stuck on the mountain for an hour and a half. Thankfully the worst of it was a bad bloody nose, but I can't tell you how glad I am that we've made him wear a helmet. He hit the back of his head hard enough to bloody his nose. He's fine now. So back to sick people... I woke up early Sunday morning feeling horrible - stomach bug. I was the only pianist in town so I went to church long enough to play the music for the morning service, then headed home before the sermon. Meanwhile, my husband, who was feeling fine when I left, had to leave the service twice to be sick. He came home and spent the day in bed. Hopefully we'll end it there. I'm sure Grandpa and our oldest, who are staying at a hotel, are hoping not to get it. But our oldest came here with a really bad cold already, so who knows.
Okay, so I didn't mean to get into all the gory details - lol. We're having a great visit.
The baby has been very leery of his oldest brother, and hasn't really warmed up to him yet. It didn't help that he was feeling so sick when they arrived. But the 22 year old is building up his trust, and playing with him a lot. He still won't let him hold him though. At least not for long.
They're having fun playing, though.
I asked the eight year old to snap some pictures, and this is what I got ... no heads.
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