Friday, February 6, 2009

Gayla Clark

As I was working on Bday posts for N we received the call.
Gayla is now in the presence of the Lord. She is pain free. She is able to sing and hear the music she has not been able to hear for years.
She passed at 10:00 am on Thurs., Feb. 5 with her husband by her side and at home. Which is what she wanted.
As things are settled I will return and finish posting birthday pictures.
Gayla Foos Clark
1941-2009

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Sprinkles and More!



True to his word he wanted a sprinkle donut to share with dad.
On our way to drop big sis off at her babysitting job we stopped and picked out donuts.
They were all out of sprinkle donuts. THe man behind the counter was so very kind to "hook him up". He made one special for the birthday boy who has beening dreaming of sharing a sprinkle donut with dad.

Our last night!


Nathan's last night being four!

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Dad just declared----

School is over for the day and possibly the week.
Car is broken
Washer is broken
It won't be much longer till my mother-in-law is with Jesus.
Mom's nerves are frayed by boinging children.
School is over so says dad!
Dad also says, "but that means you kids do nothing."
"yes!" says Mom.
Cupcakes to make, party to ready for.
Can we say what could be more twirly whirly busy busy?

Monday, February 2, 2009

Its Groundhog Day!

Oh bummer? Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow! 6 more weeks of winter. However, this winter has been warm and kind of crazy so that might now be a bad thing. Saturday it was 70 degrees in January.
http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/nation/6242032.html


Saturday, January 31, 2009

Never in my wildest dreams...

did I ever imagine my life like it is today.
I was never one of those girls that dreamed of getting married.
I didn't plan my wedding before I was 13.
If asked, I had no clue how many children I wanted to have.
I could never look into the future and imagine.
Good thing for me, cause God knows what is perfect for me far more than I could ever imagine.
A couple of months ago I had the realization I am not one of the young moms anymore. I found myself watching some of the young moms and remembering what it used to be like. I still have a little one...but it is different the fifth time around. Still precious and wonderful, but there is "experience", busy-ness beyond imagination and many more directions in our life as our children are growing older and discovering who they are and who God has created them to be.

I am marveling at the fact my fourth child will be 5 this week.

My oldest will be 13 in 3 short months.

A couple of years ago during my oldest son's birthday lunch, the kids all started talking about their birthday parties. I got really overwhelmed.

At that point I made a rule. I didn't discuss with anybody. I just made it.

Dear husband's jaw was on the floor. As I explained his jaw slowly returned to its normal position.

I think we had 4 at the time. I may have been prego with number 5. I have no idea. My life has been such a blur.

The rules are:
Birthday parties are for when the child


turns 5...they are old enough to start kindergarten

turns 10...double digits

turns 13....teenager finally!

turns 16....maybe mature enough to start driving.??

Otherwise, All I would be doing for 5-6 months of the year would be planning and organizing parties! Hello, there is laundry to do and dishes. Mom has to sleep sometime. Fortunately for the kids the rules are flexible and there have been unexpected celebrations since then due to unexpected situations.

My other rule:

You can't talk to me about your birthday until 30 days before....
It is sooo not fair for the mom to be in trouble for not remembering what you wanted for your birthday two times before you said you wanted this....and that you want your cake to be your second choice not your sixth choice after all.

This year we will celebrate ages 5, 13, and 10!

So what does my soon to be 5 yr. old want?

He wants me to go to Krispy Kreme and get a donut with sprinkles so he can share it with Dad.

He wants Reeses (cause his brother can't have it)

He wants chocolate cake cause he can have milk now. And because brother can't have it.

Sweet N was content to be the youngest. Shortly after his little bro. came home he asked me to take him back.

He liked being rocked for 2 hours at night. That was gone. He liked being the youngest.

He still takes issue with having a younger brother.

He loves him though.....as long as he stays out of his stuff. And doesn't chew on his blankie.







So how are we celebrating? Well, you know the birthday is all about the child right?
Yep, that is how it is. We are going to Pump It Up! Know why? Cause Dad has never been!
Dad loves and supports all of us. Everytime we have been invited to a Pump It Party he has had to work. N will have fun, all the kids will. But the party...this year is for Dad's benefit. Cause, well, we love him and that is the kind of family we are, we make sacrifices for one another ;)

Friday, January 30, 2009

Another $1 Earned!





It was intense.

It was fast.

The guys were playing with all they had.

#28 was center ice and open.

A beautiful pass.

Received.

Mom is holding her breath

He shoots !

Flies right past the goalie !

Point for home team!

Another Dollar from Dad!

Two Grandpas saw it.

Two uncles saw it.

Mom saw it.

#28 seems to score when Dad is not there!
What's this?

The game stops for a moment.

#28 is going to the penalty box.

His cheering squad and family are woohooing.

What did he do?
We have no idea. We'll find out later. Dad doesn't pay up for penalties. Too easy to get in the penalty box, he says. The Uncles and Grandpas boo that call. If you know #28, he is not proud of the penalty. He plays by the rules and sticks to the rules. The last 5 seconds of the game. #28 receives a pass, there is a frenzy...he is lined up with the goal. He shoots. A lot of commotion. Ref has to go to the goal. They can't find the puck... Bummer it bounced on the pole and is wedged in the goalie's pads...no score.

His most exciting event..the one he likes to talk about the most...The 5 second shot!

Afterwards we ask about the penalty. It was for tripping. The player...The biggest kid on the team. Amazon 10 yr. old vs. 50 pound #28. (#28 is shoulder height to Amazon player) That got a laugh. Coach told him it was a bad call. Amazon player jumped his stick and then fell.
Ah well, a good night for all the family turned out to watch.