Today we are having another Loveliness Fair. Kim is our hostess. Today’s theme is Loveliness in the Bedroom. There are some wonderful posts. Take a look.
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Five years ago, as we all know, tragedy struck America. The events of 9/11 united the country in such a great show of faith, patriotism and unity.
One of the victims of 9/11 was Mark Bavis. He attended the same university as I did. I worked in the athletic department so I would see him every single day. Of course, I never knew if it was him or his brother Mike, but we’d say hello whenever we passed each other. When I read that he was on board one of those planes, I grieved for his brother and his family.
Please pray for those left behind and may we never forget.
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I decided to take the plunge and participate in this Loveliness Fair. Our house is under construction. In the meantime, we are living with my parents. We are currently, minus our soldier Daddy, a family of 5 living with my parents. It can be cramped at times especially now with my brother living here temporarily while he finds a job. When we visit we always use the room we lived in years ago when it was just Brother and me while my husband was in Korea. In my autistic son’s mind, this is his home and this room is his as is the bed that is in there.
You can see the bookshelf that is at the foot of his bed. There sits a radio where we listen to music and audio books (I was going to say books on tape except they’re all on CDs). This is just a fraction of the books we own. Most of them are in storage much to my children’s dismay. They miss their books more than their toys.
This is the shelf that holds our Leap Pads, LEGOS, and Barbies along with any small miscellaneous toys that fit into the small blue boxes. Elegant? No. Simple? Yes. We don’t have much elegance in this room. Just simplicity.
This is where the girls and I sleep. It’s very comfortable and I like knowing the girls are right there with me. They sleep better too knowing subconsciously that I’m there. It’s really good all around. We do all fit. We could have half this size and we’d fit because for some reason, by the morning, they’re all right there clinging to me. Even my son has been known to be found right next to me snuggling up against me. What could be lovelier?
No words needed for this picture.
Well, I hope y’all have enjoyed this peek into our home.
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So, yesterday, Brother was upset about something and he was crying. He stopped and says to me, "Mommy, I tasted a tear." Me: "You did?" Brother: "It tastes like pee."
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One year ago today, we received a phone call that my husband’s uncle lost his battle with melanoma. He was like a second father to my husband. He mentored him in his Army career being a career Army man himself. We miss his wit, his kindness–we just miss him. We loved him so very much.
This picture was taken the day after Brother’s baptism.
Please remember to use sunscreen.
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I love how close my children are. Here they are being so silly together. Aren’t they precious?
Never leave your 15 month old unattended for long. Run if you don’t hear anything.
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My sidebars are sadly out of date, but one book that I really am working on is Strangers and Sojourners by Michael O’Brien. This book is mainly about a woman, Anne, and her search for God. It’s not an exciting book, but it is really well written.
Today, as I was reading the book during my walk on the treadmill, I came across the part where Ashley tells his father that he doesn’t want him telling his son Nathaniel about his religion (Catholicism). He says he wants Nathaniel to grow freely without anyone molding him in any way. Anne, who up to this point, has not embraced her husband, Stephen’s, religion defends him.
Everyone is molded…We choose what we mold our children with. Nothing grows in a vacuum. If you think you’re making a free human just by letting him grow spontaneously, you won’t end up with a free human being. You’ll have a patchwork boy composed of whatever is prowling about in his culture. He’ll be about as far from freedom as you can get. (439-440)
This hit so close to home. I’ve had people tell me that I keep my children too close to me. I do. I plan on it until they are mature enough to discern for themselves what is good and right. It can be tricky. It’s tricky for adults. This is one of the many reasons why I homeschool. I don’t want others molding my children especially those people whose values and beliefs are different from mine.
I, also, want them to know God and Catholicism in all it’s glory. It is my and my husband’s responsibility to do this with the help of the church. I gladly take this on.
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The latest Loveliness Fair, our celebration in Elegant Simplicity, is up at Castle of the Immaculate. Everyone did a wonderful job in creating lovely learning spaces. As I am not living in my home yet, I won’t be able to participate until November. Read these blogs and get inspired. I know I am.
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Sister has ballet class on Saturdays. Her instructor does not allow parents to watch but one day a month. It’s usually the first Saturday. I usually forget to bring the video camera to record her. I’ve been wanting to send a copy to Papa. I had the video camera battery all charged up. The digital camera battery was also ready to go.
Well…she’s sick today. Figures.
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One day during bathtime, Sister says to me, "I want to play the bride and broom."
Another time Brother says, "It almost went into my nozzle." I said, "Do you mean the holes in your nose? It’s nostril."
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