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Do You Hear Me?

Friday, February 7th, 2014

Jhn 10:27

My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me

Jesus knows and calls his sheep by name

Jesus knows and calls his sheep by name.

Darren and I tell the kids sometimes that they’re our little sheep, actually we haven’t in a while. I’ve more been telling them that they are a team and need to stay together. Never the less, the principle applies. Jesus tells us in scripture that he knows us, and that doesn’t mean he knows us based on the aliases our Earth families gave us. Our Father in Heaven knows us much more personally than that and when in a past post I have talked confidentiality I can think in this realm. Just because I don’t want them to be embarrassed by me I should not limit myself from writing about them; they are more than their name.

In one of my past posts I wrote about calling out my children’s names a number of times, whether I be gathering them to myself; or what I am ashamed to admit is a repeating the request for a task more than twice before I come into the situation to follow through with consequences or whatnot.

thZ9GUT2U8This blog is no longer a child photo journal for a doting mother, as I wish it were. There is a neatened look, my sidebar has been converted into a drop down menu creating a clean text focused look which will draw any visitors attention to my message. I love it and actually spent hours today straightening the lines when really I had access and opportunity to straightening the lines in my physical housework. This is what I needed to do this afternoon, clear my writing mind.

I’d love to have a simple journal in which I talk about my clogged vacuum, or how I learned to darn socks. Oh wait, I don’t repair socks, I throw them away. And I don’t spend extensive amounts of time researching how to unclog my $700 vacuum; I check out the obvious places where the problem may be then write a note to remind myself to have someone else check it out. I might write down the name of whomever ought to look at it.
Interestingly, I don’t consider myself a bad mom or wife for not involving my attention 100% in this. And that because I know someone else who can do what I could not, their name and how to contact them is of concern to me.

This might not seem like such a big thing, but I’m getting there.

What's your name?

What’s your name?

In that fast track bio drop down, would you think it strange if it said Rickie: My Right Hand Man, Cath: Second in line & Self Proclaimed Winner, Willy: 2nd Son and Mommy’s Cuddle Bug, A.J: The House Princess.

Yes, I already wrote about this. If you haven’t read that, click here. It was a satisfying write. When I asked people what they thought the answer wasn’t fulfilling as I resonated on it. “The writing is yours, put it as you like.” That’s always been what I have done. But since the blog entry about my oldest’s learning troubles I really haven’t written again about the children.

Actually, I’m overflowing with talk about children but getting heavy flack for it at home. The joy in writing about my own kids has gone with fear of invading their future privacy.

I love my kids names and want to protect their confidentiality. I don’t want my oldest daghter’s identity to be in jeopardy just for the sake of me having to use that name in a cute story in 2014. I’ve decided that I don’t need her name to show up in bing.com searches. I’ll change my ways from here.

cira 2012

cira 2012


Cath is Carly Annalise Taryn
Willie is Koen William
A.J is Abegayle Joy
Deeds (he can keep his nickname)

Confusing for you who know us?

Go to the Intro page, recognize our faces and figure it out. A little start, to celebrate A.J. turning 2 this month: left to right with Auntie Lydia —A.J, Cath, Deeds, and Willie.

I have always wanted to learn how to darn socks.

The Reece’s Rainbow children’s names are all aliases and this does not stop any of us from loving them as we do across the ocean as is the circumstance.

These children are known by other names in their orphanages, and will receive another once they are home; that does not change who they are. This is an amazing fact! Our names do not make us who we are, it’s our soul and their God.

Diederick Dale: Four Years Old

Tuesday, July 20th, 2010

Deeder’s old enough now to anticipate and enjoy his party. He’s been looking forward to this day since at least May when we celebrated two-years for sister Carly.
I don’t think anyone let him down, with the slight exception of Mommy who can’t seem to find the order slip for monarch butterflies. More often then not I manage to find it’ll be safe here places that later are so safe that I can’t find the important thing at all.

Anyway. Blowing out candles was fun, aunties decorations were appriciated for sure, and opening gifts of course was super exciting!

Then there was the outdoor water fun.

Nice.
Thank you everyone. And happy birthday to my beautiful boy.

New Years Resolutions

Thursday, December 31st, 2009

I’m with the millions who list “loose weight” but it’s not on the top tippity top.

My resolutions kind of evolve as the year goes on as my challenges change. Pretty much over all of it I need to be content, happy, appreciative and patient.

Prayer and faith need to continue to be bigger in my daily walk through whatever it is I’m doing.
GOD is in control and I’m nothing more than a servant here, not any sort of boss at all.

I want my kids to learn the same things and I so make it up as I go along.

(This isn’t sounding as good as I thought it would!!)

How about I skip to what I hope are short term goals or at least more specific goals:

Get Carly potty trained.
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She’s working hard at it, and I’m really trying to be patient. I’m still overwhelmed with relief on Deeder being *finally* done with diapers and just so hoping that Carly wont take as long to train as her older brother did.

For Koen I wish to continue helping him be healthy wealthy and wise.
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Early to bed, early to rise equals health and weath…in the case of a baby, lots of “booby juice” <--(Deeder word for breast milk) Koen is happy, just now starting to smile for us and make those precious ah goo and uh boo sounds. Although quite prone to upper respiratory wheeziness and cough he’s healthy. And the sleeping is no problem…he does that all the time, gradually spending more of the day light hours awake.

And for Diederick:
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A long term and always present challenge:
Keep him challenged and involved in an attempt to keep him out of mischief. I see already that he’s totally the role model for Carly (and no doubt, for Koen as he’s older) so keeping him in line is hugely important.

What else?
I’ve just bought more cloth diapers. I am vowing to never again by disposable. OK, I know better than to vow a thing like that. But really, I’d be quite proud of myself if I could pull that one off.
Also, I think that those of you who learned to cut hair before having kids were very wise to do so! My poor Deeder suffers regularly from my neglecting to aquire hair snipping skills.

For Daddy:

He’s on my list, but that’s none of your business. :)

Calling All Angels

Sunday, September 14th, 2008

Grampa and Gramma Harr have their house filled top to bottom with little breakable animals. Diederick dreams of holding the miniatures. You can see it in his eyes.
On Saturday he discovered little candles in the box by the back door. My mother-in-law wasn’t there to tell him whether or not they were O.K. to touch, so he brought them out.
Out of the wood box and paper bag they came. Diederick lined them all up, then sat back and admired his handiwork. All afternoon and through until dinner time he played with angels.
Watching him, I thought how typical this behavior is for his age: needing to touch and handle small things. Gramma Harr has a corner full of toys for Deeder, but he’d rather have the angels.
(Typed up by GrammaMomma, from the hand-written notes Laura mailed to me.)


Two On Tuesday

Monday, July 14th, 2008

To begin with, I have to say that I can’t believe that I’m mom to a two-year-old. That’s like, almost grown up!

We were planning to take him to the petting farm where we went for his first birthday, it would be even more appropriate this year than it was last because now he really does love all things barn yard. Before it was just Daddy who was into farm things hoping that the love of animals would rub off on Deeder. The idea was to go on Monday since Darren has that off and then have an early lunch birthday party for him on Tuesday. Then Darren decided that he had better spend Monday looking for a trailer for our up coming move, and I remembered that I have my follow-up visit with the midwife this Monday.
Tuesday a volunteer from the Welcome Baby network at the hospital is coming over in the afternoon, and a friend from church in the morning. We decided that we’ll just buy a cake and whoever comes by throughout the day can have a slice with Deeder’s birthday ice cream. Then Friday (Darren’s next day off) we’ll do the whole homemade family birthday party. No gifts though since we’ve been buying him so many things already!

He’s two he wont know that we bumped his birthday a few days along in the week–all that matters is that we’re happy.