Reality Check Wednesday #5

My kids love dirt. This is my reality. And it's ok.

I don't know about you, but dirt makes me cringe. 

And my kids....well, they loooove dirt. My girls could be perfectly content one minute holding an elaborate tea party in their room complete with "real" dishes and princess gowns.

And the next minute this happens.....

Dirt Happens.

A Study of Canada for Kids

Here are some good resources we used in studying Canada.

For the last two weeks with Classical Conversations we've been studying Canada. Oh, Canada! 

When you love all things Prince Edward Island as much as I do, you get really excited about teaching your kids about Canada!

I actually grew up addicted to all of the Anne of Green Gables books. They were my fave...and still are! After I made my way through the entire series, I started on the Road to Avonlea book series and movies (oh, I just adore them!). So naturally, I've gotten my little girls hooked on these as well. You guys, these are amazing books to read with your kids and the movies are just as wholesome. I never have to worry about what my kids are hearing or seeing when I have this series playing. And in this day and age, that is a blessing.

Barabbas is Me

The weight of the fact that I am no different from Barabbas hit me hard this week. And Jesus loves me just like he loved him.

I was reading through the events of Holy Week in the Bible with my kids yesterday and when I got to the place where Pilate offered to release a prisoner back to the people, I stopped. I wanted the weight of the injustice to sink into my oldest daughter's heart....

Now at the feast he used to release for them one prisoner for whom they asked. And among the rebels in prison, who had committed murder in the insurrection, there was a man called Barabbas. And the crowd came up and began to ask Pilate to do as he usually did for them. And he answered them, saying, “Do you want me to release for you the King of the Jews?” For he perceived that it was out of envy that the chief priests had delivered him up. But the chief priests stirred up the crowd to have him release for them Barabbas instead. And Pilate again said to them, “Then what shall I do with the man you call the King of the Jews?” And they cried out again, “Crucify him.” And Pilate said to them, “Why, what evil has he done?” But they shouted all the more, “Crucify him.” So Pilate, wishing to satisfy the crowd, released for them Barabbas, and having scourged Jesus, he delivered him to be crucified. - Mark 15:6-15

She looked up at me, confused, and asked, "But why, mommy?" And the only thing I had for her at that moment was, "Because this is a messed up world, baby, full of injustice."

Reality Check Wednesday #4 (Video)

My first, and possibly my last, video. This video accompanies this written post. Please leave thoughts and comments below. And check out last week's Reality Check Wednesday while you're at it. Thanks so much!


Celebrating The Real St. Patrick With Kids

Celebrating The Real St. Patrick With Kids/ A little history lesson and art lesson wrapped into one! The real St. Patrick was a missionary in Ireland.

Guess what......St. Patrick is not a leprechaun. (gasp) I know, shocker!

He was actually a missionary. Yes he was! How cool is that!?

The story of the real St. Patrick goes a little something like this...

Reality Check Wednesday #3

My reality check this week came in the form of new eyes. Good, clear physical and spiritual eyes from now on. Click through to read my experience.

My reality check this week came in the form of new eyes.


Yes, you heard me. I got brand new ones!!

Goodbye Winter, Hello Spring

Now, don't get me wrong. I love Christmas and snow and warm fireplaces.

But.... there's something about Spring.

The Bible is chocked full of references to newness in Christ, new life, new creation.

When I see buds on a tree I can't help but feel this excitement deep down in my soul. The excitement of new life bursting forth!

And I can't think of new life bursting forth without thinking of my sweet Jesus. If there's anything to be excited about, it's Him. He makes us NEW! The old is passed away, the new has come. Praise God!

Travis' Birth Story

Do you know why it has taken me almost a year to get Travis' Birth Story on paper? Quite simply because forgiveness is hard for me. Grace and mercy are hard for me. And as I think back on the events leading up to his birth, it still stings a little. But I'm going to write it down in hopes that this will help free me. I know Jesus will free me. He's making me new.

Let me start off by saying to my friends who have yet to give birth, it's likely not going to go the way you've planned. Sorry to break the bad news to you. And to my friends who have already given birth, it's ok that it didn't go as planned. I'm speaking this truth to myself as well. What has to happen is a balance of planning and accepting something unplanned. It's hard. But it's a requirement for your sanity and freedom from regret and bitterness.

I have read countless birth stories online where the mom complained about this health care provider and that health care provider. And while I do have some major concerns for our health care system, I am choosing not to make this one of "those" posts. For this post, I will focus on the good...the miracle of a baby's birth. My baby. My Travis.

Prodromal Labor

I started writing this post right before the birth of my third child, 9 months ago. I hate it took me 9 months to finish it but my heart needed to be dealt with before I did. Thank you for wanting to read about my life and personal accounts. Everything I write about has molded me in some way. This experience certainly did...

Reality Check Wednesday #2

In the land of social media it's often hard to remember that there are endless filters to pretty up our not always so pretty lives. This is my attempt at keeping it real, so to speak.

My life is far from perfect and Reality Check Wednesday will convey that message perfectly.

I hope this series of posts will inspire you to post your own "real life" stories in the comments below as a way of reminding each other that nobody has it all together all the time.

This past week I spent a day with my friend, Jenn. She blogs at Homesteading On Grace. Check her out! Anyway, she was so kind as to take time out of her busy schedule to teach me about sourdough bread. She has been baking sourdough for many years and felt very comfortable explaining the ins and outs without any notes or recipe cards (these people amaze me!)....

Well I left her home with a bag of barm (or sourdough starter, if you're like me and didn't know what "barm" was) and great intentions! I was pumped about making some sourdough bread! Little did I know, a lot can go wrong. At least with me.