Saturday, January 26, 2013

Lorelei Violin Concert 01-26-2013

I'm so proud of this girl. She practices (almost) everyday with a great attitude, and she uses her talent to bless others. After all, what's a talent for?
Here's Lulu with Miss Ruth, her amazing violin teacher.
 L's waiting to get her violin tuned by Miss Ruth before her solo concert.
 Little brother, Mommy, Daddy and Grammy were there to support her. She got right up on stage and was so poised, waiting until just the right moment to signal Daddy to begin his accompaniment on the piano.

Your hard work's paying off, Lorelei! Such a beautiful musician you are!

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Exploring Art

Lorelei has an unquenchable thirst for creativity. She'll find anything--anything--and transform it into a piece of art. So I knew it was time to nurture this budding gift with a trip to the Nelson Atkins Museum.
 Rodin had an exhibit on display.
The kids had to ponder it for a bit.
 Lulu brought along her clipboard and sketched the real-life mummy.  They were so excited to learn mummies were not just the stuff of Scooby-Doo books.  Pure fascination was sparked in this moment.
 Our Gryffin is named for a mythological creature: half eagle, half lion.
Lion for bravery and loyalty.
Eagle for freedom.
I adore his name, and had to grab a lion pick in honor of it.
 Lorelei poses beside a Rodin.
 The moment we walked inside the museum, Gryffy was chuckling loudly at all the naked statues.
"Look, Lorelei!  Boobs!" he'd say, pointing out every pair.  Then Lorelei would hide behind each statue and chuckle at all their bare backsides.  We had a little talk about how artists often portray the human form because it's really beautiful, and how museums were a place requiring decorum.
They finally settled down after a few disapproving glares.
I enjoy watching stuffy people become slightly irritated by the forthrightness of kids.
They just have a way of keeping it real.
 (Now if I can engender the same decorum and respect while I bathe, instead of being pelted by kids with nerf guns, Mark leading the charge.  I don't care how many candles are lit, unsuctioning a nerf bullet from my backend simply isn't my idea of a relaxing bath.  Just FYI, Mark.) 

Monday, January 7, 2013

My boy...

has a big heart.  There's a bit of heaven that he never lost, I swear it.
He treats me with so much love and kindness, always stroking my cheek with his tiny hand, ever ready to hold a door for me, help out in any way (he is the most self-sufficient kid ever--he always amazes me with his initiative at getting his own drinks/snacks or mopping the floors without being asked) or tell me "I love you in all the world." (That means a whole bunch.)
Last month, when I came home from a moms' retreat and found Gryffy playing with Lorelei in the neighbors' yard and ran out in the freezing cold, without my coat, to tackle them in big hugs, Gryffy immediately took of his little coat and wanted me to put it on.  The gesture was so thoughtful, so giving.
Something G has done ever since we watched Toy Story 3 is bring me "Daisy."  Daisy-the-Doll needed a mom in the movie to love her, so he brings her to me and tells me to take care of her.  He did this again yesterday (after Daisy had spent a long stint of many months tucked away in the basement with our other Disney figures).
"It needs its Momma.  That's the toy you're supposed to have.  Keep it forever, Mom.  Carry it to your room," he said, as I scribbled down his sweet words.
I want to remember this forever, because it speaks so much to this boy's sweet spirit.  What a blessing it is to be his Mom.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

In the year 2013 let this be our goal...

To focus on the donut, instead of on the hole.
 It was New Year's Eve 1999, in a hotel with high school friends, when I first read that quote.  It was streaming across the ticker at the bottom of the TV during the celebrations in Times Square, so fast that I barely caught it.  I loved it, and adopted it.  
And that's why our family eats donuts every New Year's morning.  
 We invented our own unique family tradition to go with it, too: donuts on strings.
The kids love it.


 I especially enjoy watching the children drool over the donuts as I make them wait until the strings are attached.  
They'll get me back over the next ten days, while I'm on a "Daniel Fast" refraining from meat, processed foods and sugars (and Facebook!) to be more disciplined and intentional about my life, especially prayer and my walk with God.  That donut was my last splurge.
But lunch wasn't bad.
Happy New Year!