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A Bundle of Myrrh

"My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh." Song of Solomon 1:13

Archive for the ‘Gerhardt’ Category

Gerhardt’s Tractor Party

Tuesday, September 3rd, 2013

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It was probably inevitable living in Rural Nebraska that our little man would start LOVING tractors.

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Thanks to Phil’s mom who sent a table covering and some cute tractor decorations I was able to give him a “Green Tractor” Party.

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Three Years Old

Wednesday, August 28th, 2013

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Our first man child is THREE today!

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Happy Birthday Gerhardt, we love you!

Never A Dull Moment

Saturday, May 25th, 2013

{Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real} – Being Here

Thursday, May 9th, 2013

 

~ Capturing the context of contentment in everyday life ~

Every Thursday, at Like Mother, Like Daughter

{Pretty}

Yesterday was a beautiful rainy day. I stood at the backdoor looking out, watching the drip drip of raindrops falling into a pan left on the swing set. And I really wanted to be out there.

{Happy}

On a day like this one, grey, cool and wonderful, I wanted to breath in the wet earth, to splash and not care about the mess of muddy shoes, damp shirts, pants and hair soaked.

So I took the babies out.

After the big girls went back inside I sat and held my big boy. He watched the birds and the cars and I watched him. His chubby fingers. The little curl on his right side that wraps around to his ear. The mile long lashes.

{Funny}

He was thrilled to be damp and cold. To jump in the wet grass, to kick the drain pipe and get mud on his boots. To be the big brother to his “DeeDee” who toddled right along trying to do everything he did.

 

And I got to watch it all.

I must do this more. Get out of my kitchen, out of the laundry room. I must add “Sit, Watch, Listen” to my TO DO list.

Cuz really. How could I not?!

{Real}

But the weight of my anxieties, the strain of all the noise, the chaos that suddenly breaks out, the messes made in this house keep me “head down” plowing through all that must be done to keep me sane.

But does all the “doing” keep me sane?

This summer I’m challenging myself to “do” less. To sit more, read more, play more and see what happens.

Sit, Watch and Listen with me HERE.