I told myself that when I revived this blog my first entry would be titled "Roast Beef".
Entry no. 3 in 2009
Title: Roast Beef
Story:
There are tons of changes happening in our lives right now and in the recent past. I'll get to all of them one of these days but this story MUST be a priority. It's simple really but does need a little explanation up front.
e's father has sold his home and they are moving to a home that used to be his Grandfather's (a home he lived in when he was younger for a short period of time). e's father is looking forward to this new beginning and is ready to try on new things. One of those new things is gardening and perhaps raising a chicken or two. How yummy to have fresh eggs!!
Sharing the news with e, his father asked him what he'd like to name his chicken. Without skippping a beat e said, "Roast Beef"! "Perfect", said his father. I think so too, PERFECT! Now I'm just waiting for the move and for the purchase. I can't wait to go visit their new home and take a picture of Roast Beef. Be sure to look for that entry.
Giggles,
e's Mommy
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Wednesday, December 17, 2008
This one's for you Ewan!
It's getting a little old how I start off blog entries with "it's been too long", "this is way past due". I need to come up with another way of saying "sometimes it's impossible to find the time". Well, it is currently "impossible" to find the time to blog. I have so many I need to write, for example, 1. About our family the Scott's moving back to England and 2. I started a new job...well, new/old. Zipatoni is now Rivet and they offered me a job that I took back on November 12th. 3. Our trip to Tallahassee for Thanksgiving, 4. Crying about #1 and 2, ok, just a little bit of crying about #2, we are unusually busy for the season but I'm keeping a float!
So with all this said..."This one's for you Ewan!" This one is for you! I will be starting a label titled "Ewan" and it will be all the fun recordings e and I want you to hear. This one we did the other day cause we were missing you. Enjoy!
So with all this said..."This one's for you Ewan!" This one is for you! I will be starting a label titled "Ewan" and it will be all the fun recordings e and I want you to hear. This one we did the other day cause we were missing you. Enjoy!
Friday, November 7, 2008
History and Grace
I felt it was important to take time out to write about a day we recently had, this day will go down in history. On Tuesday, November 4, 2008 we elected the first African American President to the United States. I am so proud to be part of such history. I downloaded a transcript of his speech (making a word document out of it) and now I see I can not attach it. As I write, I will debate on including it as a whole or grabbing some of the many touching parts.
It was the very next day that I saw a man walking into the post office that sparked much of what I want to write in this entry. This man was probably around 75-85 years old, even without the best posture he walked with such pride and his skin was a beautiful shade of brown. As he walked by and we both smiled I got into my car and cried. I started thinking about all the reactions to this election. His, mine, and those who are angry. I've been listening either on the news or even on (this great way to communicate) Facebook and the responses are, well, alarming. These reactions started me thinking....
I'm not sure how many that read this are faithful and I'm not sure you even need to be to understand some of my thoughts and feelings. I think that it is important to write them down for many reasons, mainly for my little boy. However, if grace stirs in your heart...that's wonderful!
We before conception, I'm fairly certain, were not in heaven looking down and choosing our social demographic, color of skin and parents. So when we're born we are who we've been chosen to be (or for some the luck of the draw). Do we as humans choose to be a) a little girl with dark skin who will one day be asked to sit in the back of the bus? b) a little white boy who's father touches him inappropriately? c) a rich, brown skinned little boy who fights daily with his heritage because both sides are unexcepting? or d) a little white girl who's raised by her nanny rather than her parents because they are driven to the almighty dollar vs. loving their daughter?
Guess what Americans you didn't get to choose who you were. You do however get to choose who you are. And yes, you get to choose who you are regardless of how you were raised (another blessed choice). I believe we all were carefully crafted beautifully and placed just where each of us needed to be. I believe God gave us his son to cleanse us of our sins so that the sinful choices we do make have already been forgiven. His hope is that we learn from those choices and not live with blame but rather a soft heart that is full of forgiveness (and I'm not ignoring accountability). We need to learn what it is to be a "good person", for if you took a poll I'm certain you'd get slightly different answers or those from our commandments. And those who quote the commandments are especially interesting when they then decide that how we got those commandments are bogus, better yet some should apply and others not so much.
Where is your heart? Are you full of pride because you grew up in a large home and received everything you wanted? Are you full of anger because you didn't grow up that way? Did my son choose to be raised in a split home where his Mommy and Daddy no longer love each other that way anymore? Did your neighbor choose to be dark skinned only to have people hate him because of it?
I think I'll come back to this. It's time to get ready for tumble class with my boy. He's been wiggling around for me to finish so I will close for now asking any who read this to think about what I've said. I didn't write this to spark debate on faith but rather for you to stop and think about the very simple question, did you get to choose who you started out to be? The answer is NO. Let's give ourselves and each other some heart filled grace. I bet you'll see the world differently and feel lighter as a result.
(I'll post the transcript of details of it later.)
It was the very next day that I saw a man walking into the post office that sparked much of what I want to write in this entry. This man was probably around 75-85 years old, even without the best posture he walked with such pride and his skin was a beautiful shade of brown. As he walked by and we both smiled I got into my car and cried. I started thinking about all the reactions to this election. His, mine, and those who are angry. I've been listening either on the news or even on (this great way to communicate) Facebook and the responses are, well, alarming. These reactions started me thinking....
I'm not sure how many that read this are faithful and I'm not sure you even need to be to understand some of my thoughts and feelings. I think that it is important to write them down for many reasons, mainly for my little boy. However, if grace stirs in your heart...that's wonderful!
We before conception, I'm fairly certain, were not in heaven looking down and choosing our social demographic, color of skin and parents. So when we're born we are who we've been chosen to be (or for some the luck of the draw). Do we as humans choose to be a) a little girl with dark skin who will one day be asked to sit in the back of the bus? b) a little white boy who's father touches him inappropriately? c) a rich, brown skinned little boy who fights daily with his heritage because both sides are unexcepting? or d) a little white girl who's raised by her nanny rather than her parents because they are driven to the almighty dollar vs. loving their daughter?
Guess what Americans you didn't get to choose who you were. You do however get to choose who you are. And yes, you get to choose who you are regardless of how you were raised (another blessed choice). I believe we all were carefully crafted beautifully and placed just where each of us needed to be. I believe God gave us his son to cleanse us of our sins so that the sinful choices we do make have already been forgiven. His hope is that we learn from those choices and not live with blame but rather a soft heart that is full of forgiveness (and I'm not ignoring accountability). We need to learn what it is to be a "good person", for if you took a poll I'm certain you'd get slightly different answers or those from our commandments. And those who quote the commandments are especially interesting when they then decide that how we got those commandments are bogus, better yet some should apply and others not so much.
Where is your heart? Are you full of pride because you grew up in a large home and received everything you wanted? Are you full of anger because you didn't grow up that way? Did my son choose to be raised in a split home where his Mommy and Daddy no longer love each other that way anymore? Did your neighbor choose to be dark skinned only to have people hate him because of it?
I think I'll come back to this. It's time to get ready for tumble class with my boy. He's been wiggling around for me to finish so I will close for now asking any who read this to think about what I've said. I didn't write this to spark debate on faith but rather for you to stop and think about the very simple question, did you get to choose who you started out to be? The answer is NO. Let's give ourselves and each other some heart filled grace. I bet you'll see the world differently and feel lighter as a result.
(I'll post the transcript of details of it later.)
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
A Special Gift For A Special Friend
e and Ewan just turned 3. As you see from the Birthday post the theme was trucks. On their invite I created out of construction paper a garbage truck. Here is one I created out of fabric.
This was Ewan's Birthday gift from e and I. I will be making another one for e soon. When Aunt C came to visit she brought e an iron-on to wear on his Birthday but it didn't quite come out as she had hoped. So on his gray hoodie I will be making another for him (covering up the iron-on). That picture is to come. We love you Ewan!
This was Ewan's Birthday gift from e and I. I will be making another one for e soon. When Aunt C came to visit she brought e an iron-on to wear on his Birthday but it didn't quite come out as she had hoped. So on his gray hoodie I will be making another for him (covering up the iron-on). That picture is to come. We love you Ewan!
Sunday, October 26, 2008
The Boys Celebrate Their 3rd!
This is the invitation for the boys, Karl helped with the typography this year.
e and Ewan celebrated their 3rd Birthdays together again this year. We had a great time! This year was so special for many reasons, some I will share now and others I will share in a post at a later date.
We celebrated at the park with a few very close friends and family. The kids enjoyed the truck theme with hard hats and all! Louise and my Mom (Grandma) made really yummy treats. This year was super special because Celine was able to come in town and celebrate with us. Celine, my cousin e's second cousin lives in Tallahassee. She's Aunt C to e. It was a really fun visit. e continues to talk about his time with her. We will be seeing her soon this November along with Aunt Lo, Papa Joe, Great Gran and lots more family and friends.
Here are some fun pics from the day.
Thank you to everyone who was able to come!
Pumpkin muffins with cream cheese icing with trucks on top!
Thank you Celine for the hard hats! I made the trash cans with Oscar on top filled with Oreo dirt and gummy worms. P.S. The Oreo cookies were the healthy version, the worms...not so much.
Our handsome boys!
All the kids minus Poppi she didn't feel like getting her picture taken.
After the party we came back to the house and had lunch together. The boys continued to play, here are some videos of their fun.
E was doctoring Ewan. This video cracks me up...how he tells him how he feels and that he has a present for him.
The boys singing.
The boys drawing their birthday cake. Lots and lots of icing.
This year e celebrated his third Birthday a couple of times. Not only did we celebrate as a family with Ewan but his Daddy and Janine threw him a second party in the park.
e's Daddy surprised him that morning with a brand new bike, with training wheels! He does so well! On his actual day we celebrated again with Ewan, Louise, Anya, Grandma, John and Kara. It was a perfect day with those we love. And John was the perfect punching bag! The boys love ruff housing with him. Thanks guys for being with us!
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