So can we talk about Mason for just a minute? That kid could care less about what he wears. He could care less about what his hair looks like. He could care less about wearing shoes or not. Does. not. care. I had to take him shopping last week because he's grown so much over the past year that it's hard to keep him in clothes that fit for any amount of time. We were specifically looking for church duds. I already had in my mind what I wanted for him, but I also wanted him to at least think he had some input. So I let him browse the shorts and shirts to see what kind of reaction I'd get out of him. The first thing he told me was that he thought he wanted some colored shorts. I was totally fine with that so I told him to pick out the color. They had orange, coral and that green pair he's wearing. So then the discussion turned into, "Well, that's definitely something Avery would wear. Yeah, Avery would wear that. Now that looks just like Avery." I also must say here that my nephew is a rather snazzy dresser. He has quite a collection of bow ties. If only I could get my guys into bow ties . . . but one step at a time, right? Anyway, Mason made several smart choices that day all based on what he thought Avery would do. Now if only he could hang out with Avery a little more often . . .
Remember last fall when I planted 24 strawberry plants, and I was so excited about them? Until two days later when I came home and all of them were GONE?! And my broccoli, cauliflower and kale all GONE. The deer got every last one of them. My father-in-law told me there might be enough left that they would come up again. But I didn't even walk back out there for the next five months. I wasn't even going to plant a spring garden. But about a month ago I decided to give it a go. I went out there to pull the weeds up and get the beds ready for planting. I found three little strawberry plants that had popped up. Last week I picked and ate this little guy right here. It was my one and only strawberry, but it was a beauty.
Grandmother's lilies finally realized it's now spring, too. They're blooming. Last week it was almost like Grandmother was smiling at me. Or, at least, her lilies were.
Speaking of Grandmother . . . last week my sweet sister-in-law sent me this picture she found of MeMama and Grandmother.
I can honestly say that, right now, not a day goes by that I don't think about these two ladies and miss them dearly. I told Kristi that, and she reminded me of Hebrews 12:1. I mean, I know the verse. But it just took on such a new meaning that day. And then, two days later, another friend sent me that exact same verse, only she had no idea what I'd been thinking or feeling or that Kristi had sent it to me. So when the going gets hard, as it often does, I think of these two ladies, and I think of that verse, and I dig my heels in and keep on going. Because I'm pretty sure they're cheering me on.
"Therefore we also, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us." ~Hebrews 12:1
So on Saturday we had to take Seth shopping. I try so hard to not have to take the kids shopping on Saturdays or any other time that isn't absolutely necessary because, as homeschool kids, they always have to go to the grocery store with me and to any other little errand that needs to be taken care of. I try to do as much online shopping as I possibly can, and I have drastically reduced the number of errands I used to do. But still. They are so good to not complain (most of the time), but I know it's just not their favorite. Anyway, we were back at it on Saturday. They really didn't want to be, but they were troopers. And they were also a bit silly.
Spoken like homeschool kid who's spent the last six months studying letters and phonics! Next thing I know, she's pulled her alphabet flash cards out.