This past weekend, I picked up four Hanna Andersson fall dresses for Priscilla at ...yes, you guessed it, a garage sale. The neighbor I bought them from said her own daughter wore them once and then firmly refused to put them (or any dresses for that matter)back on again. They are sturdy and festive and refreshingly age appropriate. Ours will be a wonderful home for such sweet depictions of femininity because absolutely no tomboys live here - only two little girly-girls and their girly-girl mother, all of whom love sugar and spice and everything nice - all of whom agree that sparkly barrettes, patterned tights, and golden crowns with plastic jewels will never ever go out of style.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Sunday, June 29, 2008
So here is the last photo (I promise) in my "Mary is so sick!" series. Today actually was quite cloudy and chilly and rainy but I was all warm and sunny because look at that fever-free smile on my little girl's face as she and her daddy watch the Olympic trials! And yes, in case you were wondering, Troy's shirt does say "Indiana is in Indyhouse" - it was a cooler than cool gift from his sister Carrie. If you are dying for one of your own, let me know and I'll have her hook you up.
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Thursday, June 26, 2008
We are now on day five of Mary's crazy old flu/cold/high fever inducing ailment and she is still pretty wiped out but at least more alert and very talkative. I thought that for this "Snapshot," I'd let Mary, herself, explain a little of what she has been through this past week. Thank you, friends, for your prayers and "middle of the night" listening ears (eyes?). It truly did help to calm my spirit.
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Wednesday, June 25, 2008
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Monday, June 23, 2008
It's certainly not that I've enjoyed overpaying for pesticide infused produce at the mega-sized box store twelve miles down the road, its just I've been a little too frazzled lately ( and by "lately," I mean the last nine years or so) to think seriously about an alternative solution. This month, however, a particularly nasty grocery bill, my "values sharing but more ambitious than me" sister-in-law (Hi Paige!), and heart breaking news of flooded farm lands in Iowa, all inspired me to think more seriously about where, exactly, I am spending our hard earned money. Paige found through the internet a sweet and industrious local family growing vegetables, fruit, and flowers with their own sweat, love, and labor and it was a privilege to meet them, receive a tour of their property, have my kids help pick their own yellow snap peas, and then hand over our check to an individual instead of a corporation. Next stop? Organic meat, if we can find some, from an Indiana farmer. H-m-m, all this purposeful decision making could become addicting.
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Sunday, June 22, 2008
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Saturday, June 21, 2008
My new favorite place in the world is the YMCA. I tried to join a year ago but my daughter, Mary, was vehemently opposed to being left in the child care room with the staff members who would grimace when I inquired about how she'd held up in my absence. Last week I had a chance to try again when my older kids started taking swimming lessons. "Do you want to stay in here and play with toys?" I asked her, and apparently she had forgotten her past trauma of being abandoned by her out of shape mother because this time she DID want to play and there were no bloodshot eyes and tearstained cheeks upon my return. Since then, I've been going every single day because my "I simply do NOT have time to exercise or twist open the cap on my vitamins" excuse has been taking a tremendous toll upon my mind, body, and emotions. Can you believe they let me drop off all four of my children so I can work up a sweat uninterrupted? Energy and sanity...here I come!
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Thursday, June 19, 2008
Last night after work, my husband, Troy, was greeted as he walked through our back door by this adorable little waitress in the yellow apron. "Welcome to the Sabourin Restaurant," she announced (in an English accent) while classical music played in the background and lit candles created a formal feel in our "all roosters all the time" kitchen (notice the placemats). In this photo, he is asking a few questions about the specials.
As you can see, the choices were limited but Troy certainly appreciated the great service! "Everything is free!" Priscilla had explained to him. If only...
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Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Just so you know, today's photo blog is being sponsored by Aqua Net Hairspray (the aerosol version, of course) and Primo perfume. The year is 1989, and I am cheerleading my little old heart out because school spirit is my EVERYTHING along with "Big Gulps" from 7-11 and the movie Beaches. It isn't easy performing hurkeys while wearing three- inch-wide hoop earrings, but I will gladly sacrifice comfort for the sake of my squad now inspiring, through our stiffness, the Lancer's offensive line (it is offense, right?) to score a touchdown.
Ahh, High School...how humiliating.
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Sunday, June 15, 2008
Priscilla, even when sound asleep, will automatically curl into my warmth when I lie next to her. It is here, while snuggled up against her skin and listening to the steadiness of her breathing, that I'm most struck by how divine and utterly enormous is a mother's instinctive love for her children.
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Thursday, June 12, 2008
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Sunday, June 8, 2008
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Friday, June 6, 2008
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Thursday, June 5, 2008
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Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Elijah was Mr. Grain in his third grade class play about the food pyramid and Benjamin, Mary and I got to watch his powerful and moving performance earlier this morning. It was mostly a lot of "Orange you glad I didn't say banana" jokes but my surprisingly extroverted (nothing like his parents) son took the dry material he was handed and offered it back to the audience with a refreshing amount of gusto and animation. It was fascinating to observe him in this context, outside of our hectic home life where I mostly hand out orders and he then tries to modify them to his liking. "Slow down," I told myself as he relished in a role showcasing his distinctive personality, "and enjoy him."
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Tuesday, June 3, 2008
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Monday, June 2, 2008
This image, right here, of Benjamin, Elijah, Priscilla, and Mary waiting expectantly to receive the Eucharist during Divine Liturgy, warms my soul and fills my heart with such contentment. When they open their little mouths to "taste the Fountain of Immortality," I am reminded that God adores them even more than I do, that I should trust that Christ will lead them through both the mountains and the valleys that are necessary for their salvation. But Jesus said, "Let the children alone, and do not hinder them from coming to Me; for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these." Matthew 19:14.
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Sunday, June 1, 2008
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