Thursday, September 18, 2014

This Moment

Today I'm joining in with SouleMama and sharing a favorite moment from this week. I guess I'm breaking the rules a bit, since I couldn't choose just one photo to post. 

Fall afternoons outside with the kids, after Judah gets home from school, have been especially appreciated lately. We've intentionally committed to very little, as we're getting settled into the new schedules and the outcome has been lots of family time at home. I was so addicted to always being on the go, that I forgot how much I adore these simple times with my kids, blowing bubbles, pushing them on the swings....talking about whatever. Being a homebody is better than I remembered it to be.

{this moment} ~ A Friday ritual. A single photo (oops! broke that rule)- no words (broke that one, too) - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.




Angela

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Elephant Toothpaste- A Hydrogen Peroxide Experiment






I've seen science experiments like this one floating around for awhile and today, we decided to give it a try. Oh man, this was literally a blast! I've got to say one of the things I'm loving about having a child in kindergarten is that we still have lots of time home together. For us, kindergarten has been the perfect mix of school and time at home. When he IS home, I'm trying to be more intentional about doing a bit of "school" here as well. And hey- school doesn't have to be all workbooks and reading. School can be blowing things up on cookie sheets in the kitchen.

We had the BEST time doing this little experiment this morning and I can't wait to do more creative activities like this one with my kids.

To make your own Elephant Toothpaste, all you need is Hydrogen Peroxide, a package of yeast, a few squirts of dish soap and some water.

Step by step instructions:
•Begin by adding one package of yeast into 1/2 cup of very warm water. Mix well and set to the side.
•In your narrow necked bottle, add 1/2 cup Hydrogen Peroxide or if you're using two small bottles like we did, add 1/4 cup to each bottle.
•Add any food coloring, sprinkles or glitter to the Hydrogen Peroxide.
•Squirt a little dish soap into each bottle.
•Swirl it together carefully.
•Place your bottle into a container to catch the foam (we used baking sheets), and then add the yeast mixture through a funnel (we added half to each bottle).
•Quickly remove the funnel and enjoy the explosion!

Angela

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

The Courage To Be Too Much

The best piece of mail came the other day. Inside of a big envelope, sent from MOPS International, was this "Be You Bravely" book and this Courage key, made by The Giving Keys. I wasn't sure if I was going to be part of MOPS this year. This is my 5th year now and although it's been amazing, I've felt like it's possibly time to close the MOPS chapter. For various reasons, I decided to go ahead and continue on and gosh, I'm glad I did.

The theme this year is all about being YOU bravely and the gals at my table are amazing. We have the best mix of different backgrounds and personalities and I've never appreciated such a diverse group of women more. This will be the year where we truly sharpen each other and help each other become more like the Moms that God created us to be. From the bottom of my heart, I love each one of those women.

Yesterday I read one of the stories in this book and it completely blew me away. To be honest, I loved it so much so that I looked the gal up on Facebook and sent her a message, telling her how awesome it was. I'm just like that. I guess I'm a little over the top, but we'll get back to that in a moment.  

Mandy Arioto is the gal that wrote this piece called "Courage To Be Too Much" and I just can't get over how good it is. All my life, I've been a feeler. I feel other people's emotions so strongly that it's distracting for me, when I'm trying to just have a conversation. I feel so strongly that I can't watch things that are scary, because to me, they aren't "just movies". I cry easily, talk loud sometimes, get upset, love BIG, laugh HARD and when I feel sad, sometimes it feels like the end of the world. I;m a deep thinker, I don't like small talk and I wish more people talked about what they'd like to do with their life. I've been told that I'm too intense. I've wished that I wasn't such a feeler.
I've told myself that one of my kids, who's also lives LARGE, is also too much. I've tried to put myself into a box and I've wondered if there's something wrong with me because I'm not an "Even Steven" like some of them.

What Mandy wrote in her post touched me so deeply, because it reminded me that the world NEEDS people who allow themselves to feel. The world needs people who aren't numb. 

As a mom, I need to allow my wild child to be too much. That one who can be a bit much? Well, she needs to be able to dress crazy, dance, sing loud, and live BIG, just they way God made her.

Mandy writes, "For me, giving myself permission to be too much means that I show up in big ways. I bring a gift when it wasn't expected. I re-write a song for my friends 40th Birthday and force my husband to perform it with me. I go out of my way to let people know how much I love them, I give myself permission to feel. This can be embarrassing for my kids. They question why I dance in the store when my favorite song comes on. 

Giving ourselves permission to feel means we are free from over analyzing our every move. We get to live in the freedom that our uniquness if a gift to the world. Meant to be shared. Meant to be lived. 

We need more insanely brave people who are willing to offer their "too much" to the world. "

Gosh, I love that. 
Go be too much. 
Love too big.
Laugh too loud. 
Let your kids be too much and don't let anyone ever tell you that you're too much. 

Angela

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Forget the Movies, Meet Me in the Garage

Three years ago, the sweetest lady named Debbie gave us this table that her Dad made. Although it oozes with interesting character and charm, it's sat in our garage. It's served as a sturdy work bench, a place to set groceries and a place to plop kids on, while we tie shoes. Every so often I've looked at it and wondered what it would take for us to clean it up and bring it into our dining room.

There's so much that happens around a table. Family dinners. Homework. Coffee with friends. Projects with kids. Christmas dinners. First day of school breakfasts. Spills.
Grace.

I've  pinned countless farm tables and envisioned a table that has some significance for our family. I've pictured a table for us, made by us.

This weekend, we planned a date night.....in the garage. I feel like after 6 years of marriage, we're still getting to know each other. Actually, I know we are. I think with lots of trial and error, we're starting to find what really makes us, US. For me, I'd take a date night in the garage, working on a project with my man, over any night at the movies.

The best part is that when he came home on Friday night, he brought me a handful of the dahlias from the stand down the road from the church. I've told him that the 5/$1 flowers in the summer are the way to my heart and he's listening.

After the kids were in bed, we headed out and started sanding. Until 11pm that night, we sanded off old paint, chipped wood and the old finish. Sanding, talking, laughing---it's the best date I've been on in a long time.

I know there might not be many dudes that read my blog, but if you DO happen to be a guy- come in close and listen up for a second......
If your wife is the type of gal who "pins" things and likes getting a project done or if she's the kind of girl who loves making stuff, but the thought of starting a project totally overwhelms her, here's my advice.....

Listen to her, look at her Pin Boards, if she's into that. Ask her what type of projects she's been wanting to work on. Sand something for her. Make her something. Go to the store and come home with boards. Smell like sawdust. Get a little greasy. Paint that thing with her that she's been mentioning. Learn how to use a drill well, if you're the kind of guy who usually doesn't get his hands dirty. Help her create something and don't just finish it 75%, but go out there with her again the next night and continue on. Smile at her and talk with her, while you joyfully create something with her. It might just be the best date you've been on in awhile.

A few photos of our table project:
It's not perfect, but neither are we. Soon it'll be done and I'll start searching for the perfect bench and chairs. Laughs, talks about our day, coloring and visits with friends will happen here. Working on this with my husband has meant a lot to me.



Angela

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