After I posted last, Ivan told me I should make it a point to post every six or seven months. LOL!
“I thought I’d post at least once a month,” I told him. For a person who used to post once a week, I thought that already quite a come-down.
He thought once a month sounded unrealistic, but I think I can. Maybe not long posts, maybe not profound. But a post, near the first of the month, sharing a little about me and what I am thinking and of course, the children. And yes, I did miss the first of April, but I’m sliding in near the end. I’ll try to be more faithful after this. :)
Sometimes I will also share articles I’ve written for Anabaptist World…I have several in the files. So look for one of those around May 1st.
For now, here’s a couple of my favorite recent pictures, with commentary, followed by a favorite excerpt from our family journal.
Ivan had a birthday! And spoiler alert…he turned 49. He is ten and a half years older than me…a distance that felt like quite an adjustment at first. But now, I’m cool with it. It’s part of our uniqueness, and I love that we’re unique. To celebrate, we hung balloons and streamers and had birthday pie. Of course, the children helped blow out the candles.
I’m very proud of this vegetable train. I was going to make it for a party, but the party cancelled, so I made it anyway. A great way to get the children to take an interest in veggies, and quite easy to make. ;)
I love the feature photo at the top of this post: the epitome of summer. And I love the warmer days we’re having. And I love having two children to play in them. Teddy is my little boot boy, and Annalise spends so much more time outside, now that she has someone to play with.
It gives me all the warm fuzzies to see them interact in positive ways. Of course there’s a lot of spatting too. Funny thing is, when Annalise gets in trouble and has to sit somewhere, Teddy faithfully comes and hangs out beside her. The other day, I sent her away to look at a book, leaving him with the coveted toy…and he lost interest as soon as she’d gone and trotted in beside her and squatted down with a book, too.
“You’re my best friend and I love you so much!” she can often be heard to say. (While giving him an overly enthusiastic hug which I have to cut short to prevent him squawking.) Such are the joys of a sibling.
April 14 (an excerpt from the Kinsinger Family Diary)
Last night I was sad & sat with Ivan’s arms around me and cried. Annalise came over & in such a soft sweet voice said, “It’s okay. What’s the prollem?” She gently patted me & said, “Should I get you a blanket?” & brought me a soft fuzzy one. She is a very, very good comforter. :) Teddy also came over and gave me a couple of big open-mouthed kisses. Both children so sweet.
Until May,
Luci
What precious children! My children are now adults but of course will always be my babies!! My husband and I feel so blessed because our children are very close, always leaning on each other as needed. Their personalities are very different yet complimentary. Treasure those little ones as I know you and your husband do. Enjoy those simple yet life altering moments!
Life is so busy. I can’t believe my youngest is now 50 years old. Time is just flying for me. I have no idea how I took care of 3 children born within 3 years and 3 months. I sewed my daughter’s dresses too. Sincerely friend Susan.
Families like yours and ours are just what we make them. It takes time, hard work, woven in with each of our journeys of faith. You are doing a good job. Keep working at it. I wanted to share that my wife was 11 years younger than I was. Never any problem at all that I ever knew of. So you can put that at rest. Relationships never need to be based on age. I enjoyed sharing.
Good hearing from you. The children are growing quickly. They are just a delight to see. Age is a number. It’s the relationship that you have that is important. You are a busy mom. Life in general is busy. So if your posts wait, that is OK. Other things require attention. You can only do so much. Take care of yourself.
A delightful post! I can tell you’re a very good mother by the way your children try to comfort you.