Monday, January 14, 2013

Drummer Boy Skills

I took this video a couple months ago at a friend's house.

{Exhibit A}:

We don't have a real drum set at our house, although a drummer friend of ours gave his old electric drum set to Drummer Boy for Christmas.

He plays drums constantly.
With anything resembling drumsticks.  Pencils, straws, sticks from the yard, his index fingers, you get the picture.

So it came as quite a surprise when he suddenly showed a knack for the fiddle, upon hearing Charlie Daniels on the radio.

{Exhibit B}:

He's definitely got the music (in him).

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Living Life....and not posting about it.

I've been hanging out with these two lovelies.

It's one of the main reasons for my not posting since May.

But I'm not regretful of my decision to use my off-time not to blog, but to read, play, talk, etc. WITH my children.

How else would I learn that Ranch Oyster Crackers dipped in hot chocolate is a delicacy? (As I sit here watching them eat said crackers, an unexpected shiver goes up my spine, but I want to try it myself.)

What other 10 year old girl could make me proud by saving her hard earned babysitting money (don't freak out and label me an absent mom, she had adult supervision.) and buying Christmas gifts for her brother, younger cousins, grandparents, aunts and uncles.

What other 8 year old boy would challenge me to read my Bible, pray, trust wholeheartedly in God for anything, by his example in daily life?  (Just now, his sister burned her finger making hot chocolate, and his immediate response was, "I prayed for your finger to feel better, Ellie.")

We are beyond blessed to have had my parents spend Christmas with us.  We get another whole week of grandparent fun before they have to head back to Oklahoma, and then back home to Australia.

Can I even begin to express how grateful I am for these amazing parents of mine?

I've been trying to glean as much wisdom and Biblical truth from them as I can.

Lots of late night talks, afternoon talks, morning talks, in-between talks.

The presence of Christ surrounds them wherever they go, and our house has felt the effects.

I'm seriously going to try to share them later on this week with some friends, but for now I'm content to be considered selfish in my time with them.  (See?  Sometimes selfishness isn't all bad.  Like that counter with the sink in it you use in the bathroom.  It's a vanity.  But that doesn't make it a sin.)

I look forward to many many more memory-making moments with my extraordinary family.

And I shall endeavor to be more consistent in posting on my blog.