"Lo, Children Are An Heritage of the LORD: and the Fruit of the Womb is His Reward" - Psalm 127:3
Saturday, July 5, 2014
The three year old enjoyed opening his presents with his aunt, uncle and cousin in town. Papa and Bugga came over to watch too. He didn't care that it was a couple of days past his real birthday.
The ten year old found this car and a stuffed animal for his brother at our thrift store, and spent his own money to get the gift.
I thought it was so funny that he had to inspect the tag of the stuffed moose Bugga got him. :)
She also gave him a beautiful western shirt.
He got the Sneaky Snackey Squirrel Game too. If you haven't seen this and you have little people, you should look into it. The game teaches so many skills. We played it in Colorado a couple months ago with his cousin, and I knew we needed one then.
Grammy set a kitchen play set. He had to wait until the next day for it to be put together, but it's been a hit with all the kids.
It has sounds in the grill part and he likes to lay his head next to it to hear better.
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