I LOVED the band “The Rocket Summer” in high school! And by saying “the band,” I mean Bryce Avery, the only guy in his band. At the time, anyway. Remember “Brat Pack?” That felt almost anthemy as a kid. I haven’t kept up with everything he’s put out in the last 10+ years, but I have a little, and I still love it. He has such a bizarre style that I wouldn’t always choose first, but its a really fun change of pace when I’m getting tired of my other music. And its uplifting, which is a big one these days.

One of the songs off of his album “Of Men and Angels” has been meaning a lot to me in the last couple of months. Its called “Roses,” and it has SUCH an encouraging, hopeful, vibe. While, as far as I know, he doesn’t claim to be a Christian or produce Christian music, this song just oozes hopefulness in Christ to me. I had a couple of little weeps to this song as I drove to the city to buy groceries while my crew kept their sickness close to home. I thought the lyrics were worth the share.

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Can you see the air change?
Can you see when a heart breaks?
I know that both do happen
But all I want is faith

‘Cause I can feel this
And so much so I believe it
But still there is a struggle
And all I want is faith

And I believe I’ll move the mountains
I think
Or maybe I’ll drown in the sea

Keep holding on
All I got is holding onto these roses
The thorns will keep on digging
But my soul believes, please

So here I breathe in oxygen I cannot see
The oxygen that keeps me alive and when we
Oh, yes I do perceive

Just like the birds find
Provision and sanctuary
You do this even more so for me
But all I want is faith

And I believe I’ll move the mountains
I think
Or maybe I’ll drown in the sea

Keep holding on
All I got is holding on these roses
The thorns will keep on digging
But my soul believes

Places, seasons, millions of pieces
Together and all alone
Needing, repeating, living and bleeding
Lost in the cohesion

Stagnant or will I run?
Give up or will I run
Into arms that are open?

Get rid of all the fear
I know that you are here

Keep holding on
All I got is holding on these roses
The thorns will keep on digging
But my soul believes, I see

And it’s reminding me
That the thorns you wear
Is love that we must share

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I bolded my favorite parts, because I just can’t resist. I believe I’ll move the mountains! I think…. or maybe I’ll drown in the sea… I feel this exact way ALL THE TIME! My confidence slips hard, and I quickly go from believing that God is going to use these awful things for beauty, and that He’ll move mountains, to wanting to pick the easy way out, and crumble, and give up. I know which answer is right, but I definitely don’t always (or ever) feel strong enough.

Thank goodness, my strength is built in God, and God only.

If you’re interested, here is a link to the song I’m talking about 🙂 No pressure to listen to it, but he has SO much passion in him, and so do I.

I took Dekker to school this morning before getting ready for preschool this morning. It was my day to go and help with the group, which I actually quite enjoy. I like to see Laela in action, though I feel like she participates less when I’m there. I think thats somewhat common, though. I LOVE that she’s always so happy to have me stay 💜 It warms my heart, as I know it may not last forever.

The kids played a lot, sang lots of songs, and did a Halloween craft. Then a snack, and a game in the gym to run off some of that energy!! Laela and another little girl have become friends, and paired themselves off for the game.

I came home to my sick husband, doing jobs around the house and hanging with the little boys, all the while choking up his insides. He has a ridiculous cold, and I do not mean the “man cold.” Brady is not a “man cold” kind of guy. He’s a “push through it, there’s too much to do” kind of guy, and then a “I’m going to bed before 9:00pm” kind of guy after that. But I appreciate him SO MUCH! At one point this morning, he was sitting with Solly, who kept whipping back and smacking Brady in the face with his head. Brady’s poor aching self was approaching annoyed, but you’d never have known.

Hmmm. I wonder where that baby got his charming nature from… 🤔

The little boys are now down for naps, and Brady had to duck out for some unexpected warranty work this afternoon. I have a few hampers of laundry to fold and some Magic School Bus to watch with Laela.

Priorities.

So, Rowan is two, and today he’s reeeaaally showing it, to put it gently. This morning feels heavy and there is just SO much screaming! I. Hate. Screaming. Playing and screeching in excitement is one thing. Solly finding a toy in the ottoman that hasn’t surfaced in forever is not a reason to throw yourself on the ground and scream like a tortured animal. I. Hate. Screaming.

While Ro is enjoying a very thorough scream in his room for a couple of minutes, I’m trying to AirDrop a few videos onto the laptop, but the weather blows (literally) so the service sucks, and nothing is “finding” anything else, so I’m about to give up.

I think today is just a tv day. There is definitely a time and a place for a good old tv day, and we don’t take them too terribly often. But my gut is saying today may not improve a whole heck of a lot, so let’s just rest our minds and bodies.

For ONE positive note, I’ll share some of the kids have nicknamed each other this morning 🙂 Laela was calling Dekker “man” before school, and calling Ro “Wowan, my friend.” Ro is calling Laela “Anna” and they are playing Frozen in between tantrums. Its cute while it lasts.

Dekker also made a point to kiss each and every sibling before he left for school. Even the one he had to crawl under a car seat to reach!

Trust me. I know how great they are. I know how good I have it. Its just a really, really hard morning. Tomorrow WILL be better <3

Ro and Solly get bro time every day that Laela goes to preschool, and its been an interesting adjustment. Solly can get into Rowan’s stuff, and Ro isn’t always such a big fan. Our first day like that made me a bit nervous for the months to come. I didn’t want every single preschool day to be like that! But its slowly gotten better as they’ve both aged a little and gotten used to their brohood. Its certainly not perfect, but I don’t expect it to be. I’m happy to work with what I’ve got.

My mom came by to give me a hand this morning so I didn’t have to take the entire group on both drop offs, which was SO helpful, being that it was Laela’s picture day and I wanted to take a bit more time with her, trying to get her hair looking reasonable. She rocks a pretty solid bedhead most days 😉 But she was SO excited for picture day, “just like Dekker.” I let her choose her outfit, and she kept showing me all of the different smiles she was going to do. Over the last week, we’ve got a good variety. I’m curious which one will come out on top.

I dropped her off and headed back to hang with the little boys. Solly slept in and was feeling SO much better, which has been a long time coming. He’s had a fever since Friday, poor dude.

Not todaaaaay!

Rowan was feeling ultra snuggly today, and was a tad on the whiny side, so maybe he wasn’t feeling 100%, but he was 100% SWEET!! My gosh, these little boys just get me!

The last picture I can’t resist posting is not well executed AT ALL, but these moments are few and far between, and SO hard to catch on camera.

Ro reached out and wanted to hug Solly. Solly didn’t appreciate the gravity of the moment, and kept on trucking, but I saw the love 😍 Yay Rowan!!! Way to hug the little guy who perpetually jumps and slams his head into your chin every time you go near him!! Love is risky, my boy!

If you’ve been around us in person, or picked up on it from my blog over the years, our kids are not early walkers/movers. Our earliest walker was Laela at 13 months and our latest is now a tie between Dekker and Solly. Solly can absolutely walk a couple of steps from one thing to another, but he reeeally doesn’t care to. So, he crawls, and thats fine for now.

Today, he FINALLY got onto the couch for the first time! He’s only just started trying to recently but he made it his mission this morning, and he finally got it! Yay Solly!!! 🎉🎉🎉

He was met by his biggest supporter. Miss Laela. She was so excited, and then instantly disappointed, as it seemed like he was going to try to climb right back off, but rather he made his way over to her and sat on her lap. Or really, just on her in general.

As you can see, she was THRILLED.

Their cuddle quickly turned into a wrestling match. She just wanted to hug him and hold him, and he was less and less inclined to cooperate. It was so funny to watch, and of course, to photograph.

He’d try to climb over her, but she’d just squeal “Aaaawwww, Solly!!” and grab him.

She finally figured out he wanted a little bit of space, and gave it to him, and everything got a bit more civilized.

One last hug, haha!

After she finally released him, he left the couch, and she went on to the next activity. But Solly went up and down from the couch over and over again. He loves his new found independence. He could get on the kids chairs and the lower stuff, but the big couches are a whole new world!

The two ended up back on the couch together, but you can see Solly is feeling pretty triumphant.

Really, though, everybody won in this case. It was SUCH a cute morning! Solly then fell asleep halfway through lunch and is out cold. He’s still sick, and evenings are LONG, but I’m SO happy he had such an exciting morning.

Let’s briefly talk about how the kids did before church!

They were SO cute! Hahaha! I was upstairs putting on a bit of makeup when they ALL joined me and hung out while I finished up. I loved it. I love having time to pamper myself, all on my own, but I love when they all join me just as much! Despite Solly working pretty hard to break my glass candle, they were low maintenance, and just chatted with me and with each other, and brushed their faces with fluffy brushes.

Once we got to church, we got everyone out of their coats and to our bench with only two minutes to spare before we were supposed to be up front, leading music with Carrie. 😬 Couldn’t have cut it a whole lot closer than that! But we made it!

The three of us lead a short three-song set, and poor Solly cried the whole entire time. The poor kid has been feeling fevered and cruddy in general for the past two days, and it really showed when he couldn’t be with Brady or I anymore. ❤️ Its a pretty lovely problem to have, really. After a short greeting and a few announcements, we went up and did one more song, and then we were finished for the morning music. We put Solly down in a little playpen in a back room, where he promptly fell asleep, and joined the service. Dekker and Laela went downstairs for childrens church, and it became 4:1, with us and my parents just having Ro on our hands! Last time the big ones went down to childrens church, Ro was SO sad he couldn’t go, too. Unfortunately, he’s not even close to the age that he’d even hypothetically be allowed to sneak down and join in. I was anticipating that this time, as well, but he was so snuggly and beautiful and wonderful. He started with my mom…

ventured over to Brady’s lap, and then made his way over to me after a while. Instead of sitting him on my lap, facing forward, he happily slumped on my shoulder and lay still. I rocked him, and listened to the service. He’d occasionally pop up and face me. He’d show me how he’d turned the little offering enveloped into puppets, and we’d pinch each others noses a couple of times before he’d slump back down and snuggle on me. It. Was. Awesome.

Thank you to everyone who encouraged us and showed us love this morning! Its SO good to be back at church, but its still really hard to get there. Lots of good reasons, all justified, but even so, we’re trying to make church more of a priority, and your love is appreciated and returned.

Enjoy the rest of your weekend, friends!!

We had Brady’s friend from work and his wife over for a waffle brunch this morning. We’ve been meaning to have them over for such a long time, but as many of you can relate to, I’m sure, it was just one of those things that kept not happening! But it finally got done today, and it was a really lovely visit. I’m sad we waited quite so long to have them over, but better late than never! We chatted very comfortably for a few hours, while our kids raced around the house like the crazy sugared up people they were. It was both cute and loud.

They left in the early afternoon, and I headed upstairs to prep for the next part of the day, which was a makeup job! All of my brushes were freshly washed and it was pretty much ready, except for me looking the part, which I did not. So I threw on a quick basic face and put my hair up so I’d at least look like I knew something about makeup. Luckily, I’ve done her makeup before and I never have to be too phony for her 😉

Her makeup turned out pretty beautifully, if I do say so myself. All bronzy and pretty and ready for a night out! When I went to clean up the aftermath, I got a little bit distracted and ended up playing in some makeup myself, haha! I posted a picture on Instagram the other day of my HUGE stack of eye shadows that needed reorganizing, and in there was a palette I had never had the chance to open!! I got it for my birthday, and then five days later, I had gone to the lake, with no time to try it in between. And then very shortly after arriving home from the lake, we found out we had lost Jamin. And in all reality, since losing him, I’ve lost some drive. I don’t feel especially creative, and haven’t put much effort into the fun side of makeup beyond basics. Today reopened that door, and I REALLY enjoyed it! I did a fun, vampy eye look with Urban Decay’s Naked Heat palette, with copper, some rosy tones, and a deep deep purple 😍 It was SO fun, and felt good to be creative again! I hope I get some more chances to play in makeup again soon.

When I came back down from “cleaning up my makeup,” Brady was bathing the kids. Dekker has started to want his own bath, so the other three pile in together. Solly was bawling. He’s not been feeling well today, and was over the bath before it even really started. But when it was all over, there was no reprieve. I went and snagged him out of the bathroom to snuggle him on the recliner, and he cried almost none stop for about an hour. Poor poor dude. He’s doing better now, as the kids are having a super early supper. It was necessary. It will be an early bedtime today!

Our evening plans changed, so we’ve got nothing on the books for tonight! Surprise! But that’ll be great. We woke up super early this morning, and I think we’ll be early to bed tonight. And early up tomorrow, to get to worship practice at church. But I’m looking forward to that. It’ll be good to get there again, and I know the big kids are looking forward to it, too. Assuming Solly is feeling better in the morning 😳 Pleeeaaase!

Sleep well, friends!

Yesterday, Brady and I spent a good chunk of time out in the garage. There was purging, rearranging, organizing, box flattening, and and donating involved. We didn’t in any way go through every box, but we were able to make the space WAY more useable! Spoiler alert, at the end of the day, the van drives into the garage better than it did last winter! Its still tight, but its better than ever, and I’m SO grateful for all the work put in to make it possible. Taking all of the kids to school in the morning will be so much easier without having to haul them through the snow and wind and ice in their jammies and jackets.

We found out that Jamin had passed away two full months ago now. As you can probably understand and relate to in some way, at least, time changes things. I can confidently tell you that while our losses aren’t “easier,” they’re more normal. Those boys are part of our family, and have changed my life in so many ways. Thats a post all on its own. But as I’m sure you can also imagine, there are things that trigger my pain just out of nowhere and can send me into a tailspin.

I had a pretty good cry in our garage yesterday.

We had our usually contained heap of storage stuff spread all over the garage, and were trying to put things where they fit a little bit better. Stacking boxes with boxes, and sticking the things that didn’t fit anywhere very well (ie: tonka trucks, a lap pool, hoses, chairs that don’t stack, etc) either into little spaces or all into one big pile. The big pile was growing quickly, and moving towards the garage door. It seemed fitting, since the stuff by the door would likely take the biggest hit weather-wise and dust-wise, and it was mostly outdoor stuff. It was fine, until I realized our baby cradle was in that pile.

To be fair, nothing dirty or gross was in it or anything. But it was RIGHT up against the garage door. I’m positive I’d seen it there before, unconsciously, but let me tell you. A switch flipped.

I’ll pat myself on the back here, because I didn’t completely lose it. I went over to Brady and asked if the cradle could be moved. I pointed out how it would likely get worn and dirty where it was. He agreed right away, and said he’d find a different place for it, no problem.

I should’ve just left it there, but the tears just started flowing, completely out of my control. I blubbered something about how that cradle should never have to be in the garage in the first place. It should be up in our room, beside the bed, and it should have a baby in it. Brady came over and held me while I shook and sputtered and back pedalled. He asked me if I wanted it inside somewhere, like maybe even in Solly’s room, as it has SO much empty space. But I didn’t think I could bear to see it so often. On one hand, it would be a good hopeful reminder, and on another, it would just hurt.

Brady promised to deal with it all, and he delivered. It is still in the garage, but stored totally safely, in a place where it won’t take a beating, and is easily accessible for when we finally need it again.

Crisis averted, for the moment, anyway. It’s always the little things that catch me off guard and send me reeling. I know I’m not the only one.

Yikes, little boys, how I ache for you 💙💙

Our plans changed last night in regards to today, so instead of framing the end of the basement, Brady was itching for a way to be productive around here. Thanks to all of his efforts with Reid yesterday morning, there were things that he could do today that wouldn’t be loud while the kids napped! Nap time makes construction in the basement so tricky to get to, but we were so thankful when we put the days plans together and found some helpful jobs we could do during the afternoon.

With the tub downstairs, there is more room in the garage, making us closer and closer to getting the van parked inside! This is one of the bigger goals we have. We did add the big freezer to the freezer, but while that does take up a bit of space in there, it is now out of the furnace room!! That means we can finally fit some of our storage from the garage into the furnace room where it belongs!! As I write this, Brady is hauling all of the tubs of kids clothing into the basement to store them under the stairs. The reality is, they probably won’t live under the stairs for long. I’d like them on shelves, and they aren’t built yet. But I know they will live in the furnace room, so I don’t really care about having them in their exact location right this moment. And with the clothing tubs out of the garage, Brady should be able to reorganize our garage well enough that the bus will fit inside comfortably! I’m so happy thats coming 🙂

We spent a chunk of time this morning learning a new song for Sunday morning offertory. The reorganize will probably take a while this afternoon, and from there, we’ll pick up Dekker after school and run to the city for a quick grocery shop! I don’t know about you guys, but we ran out of milk and bananas in the same day, and that is pretty serious business around here. Hopefully we’ll take care of everything we need in just a short trip, and then I’m heading out for the evening to a meeting with a bunch of girls from town.

So its turned into a pretty busy day, but it feels good to know we’re getting a bunch of jobs done in place of the one big job we were expecting to do.

However, before anything else, lunch is next on the list! Work will commence once again once boys are in bed for naps 😴😴

I couldn’t be more grateful!! This morning, a friend of ours messaged me and offered to help move our tub from the garage into the basement! If you read a few days back, I was lamenting about how many things there were to do that were dependant on either other people or other jobs taking priority. But this morning, a couple of BIG things were taken care of!!

Reid came off a night shift, after working outside in the crazy wind, and drove out of town to our house to help. It was both unexpected and totally appreciated! Brady, he, and I visited for a while before they actually decided to start moving the tub. The kids were eager to witness the process, though Solly was less than enthused.

Regardless of his joy or lack there of, the three of us headed into the garage and got set up. Reid was far more prepared than we were, and brought out gloves and even a hard hat, just to keep it corny 😜👷 We can always count on you! The started to work right away, and what should have only been a ten minute job became a task that hijacked over an hour of time!

The tub needed to come in the front door rather than through the man door from the garage, so the guys carried it through the crazy wind into the entrance. Who knew that would be the easy part?

They tried everything! The tub went up and down the up side of our stairs, back out the door, and turned around 180. We took off the front door altogether. We pulled chunks of the lumber off of the bathtub that were making it more sturdy to haul but took up space. They. Did. Everything. And it was sooooo close. WAY too close to not go forward with it.

So, we bit the bullet and took the hit. Hits, I should say. And they were pretty sizeable.

Oy. Right? But really, it was too stinking close, the tub was perfect, and these gashes are nothing we can’t putty and repaint fairly easily. It looks a mess now, but I am SO relieved to have that tub downstairs!! Not only that, but we abused our guest just a liiiiittle bit more and he and Brady hauled that big chest freezer out of the basement into the garage!!

Both of those jobs were HUGE, literally and metaphorically, and I am SO thankful to have them DONE! Brady will spend tomorrow working on the framing in our basement, which was also once again made easier by someone lending him a framing nailer that fit the nails Brady had from a previous time he had borrowed a nailer from someone else. So we literally have all of the materials and hardware we need at no extra cost! At least for today, haha! You never know what will come up tomorrow! But for today, I am SO thrilled for the amazing amount of help that Reid willingly offered us, and the amount of work they got done. Brady and I couldn’t have done those jobs without help, and now they are DONE! Hopefully we never ever have to move that tub out of the basement ever again. 😳 And by “we,” I mean “them.”