Wednesday, January 11, 2017

what falls from the sky

I selected this book on a whim. I was scrolling through a list of books, trying to decide on a title to read when the subtitle caught my eye:

What Falls From the Sky: How I Disconnected from the Internet and Reconnected with the God Who Made The Clouds

Esther Emery spent an entire year offline. No phone, no computer, no email, no facebook, no blog, no instagram ... nothing to do with the Internet for an entire year.

Could you do it?

I couldn't, but the idea of it is intriguing, so I settled in to read this book one evening and I blazed through it.

I didn't expect the writing to be so descriptive and beautiful. I didn't expect to feel so deeply for Esther and the gut wrenching upheavals that led her to go offline for a year. I loved that she didn't sugarcoat her story; instead she was brutally honest about the job she lost, the strife between her and her husband and how those things affected her life and the choices she made, and eventually led her back to God.

And the background stories that are skillfully woven throughout the book were just as interesting as Esther's reflections on her life.

It was intriguing and sometimes harrowing, to read about what it was like for the Emerys to live in close proximity to a family in crisis, but it was also a good reminder on how to love others well. And the stories about Esther's mother, who was a homesteading back to the land proponent in the 70's, were also fascinating.

Above all else Esther Emery is a good storyteller, and I enjoyed reading about her life and how she came through a time of crisis with her marriage and faith intact.

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Sunday, January 1, 2017

lights out {book review}

I have to keep this short since I am still dealing with one hand in a brace. Hopefully my hand will be healed soon; I am ready to have it back!

I enjoyed Ted Koppel's account of the security  risk our power grid is, but I found the first section a little too dry. I really enjoyed the third section about what to do in the event of a cyber attack, although it left me wanting to buy 5 acres and build a bunker!

I like reading disaster plan books, or what if books, because they force me to think about the emergency plans we have in place and what our family needs to do to improve. Reading Lights Out presented the opportunity to ask myself a series of questions: What would we do if the power was out for months? Could we survive? What would change? How would we need to adapt?

One concrete action I've taken since reading Lights Out was to make an emergency box solely for my son who has food allergies. In the event of a major disaster, like 1\3 of the United States being without power, it might be difficult to obtain the foods he needs to stay healthy.

Lights Out is an important book for everyone to read so that they may be prepared in case a large scale cyber  attack is perpetuated on the United States. 

Saturday, December 24, 2016

giveaway winner!!

Sarita Boyette - you won!! Send your address to! I'll ship the book after Christmas!

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

merry christmas! {giveaway}

I'm going to keep this short and sweet because I only have one functioning hand. Thanks to The Blythe Daniel Agency and Blog About Network I have a copy of Bible Basics to give away!

This board book primer is NOT just for babies. Bennett and Ainsleigh have asked me to read our copy multiple times since we received it. Bible Basics breaks big concepts down, but leaves enough content for rich discussions. The illustrations are beautiful AND the people depicted are not white! I appreciate the opportunity for my kids to see a more accurate portrayal of Biblical characters. I think Bible Basics is an important book for parents and grandparents to have.

To enter to win a copy please leave a comment. (US residents only) That's it! Like I said, keeping it simple. I'll post the winner Friday evening! 

Saturday, December 17, 2016

no, they are not twins

Three weeks ago I fractured a bone in my hand. My RIGHT hand, which is my dominant hand, of course. I'm in a brace for at least three more weeks, but I am slowly learning how to function with one hand. And B has learned how to buckle himself in his car seat and change diapers so good is coming from the frustrating situation.

Yesterday at 3:45 we got a call that we were supposed to be downtown singing papers. We are in the middle of a poor weather stretch - snow & ice -, our bigger bathroom is gutted to the studs, we're hosting Christmas AND we decided to refinance our home loan.

The refinancing process has been long and hard so when I found out the final papers were ready to sign we all hustled out the door and headed downtown. I apologized for my poor left handed signature and we began signing reams of paper. The kids watched the traffic streaming by outside the huge conference room windows as we signed.

The woman helping us commented on how cute they were, complimented their names, and then said, "Are they twins?"

I knew it was coming. I could see her sizing them up as they stood side by side and looked outside. They're about the same height and weight. It's understandable to wonder, but it hurts when it happens.

"Nope, not twins," I responded. "We get that a lot, but they are 5 and 3."

Her eyebrows shot up. "He's 5?! That is a small 5-year-old."

"Yep, we've had some growth issues. Food allergy problems ..."

She quickly said, "I am sure he is really strong though!"

We continued signing papers and then headed home on icy roads.

We get asked if the kids are twins a lot. People often comment on Bennett's size and height. I know he is small. I see it. We are concerned about it. I've been concerned about his weight since he was born. I've been carrying this burden his ENTIRE life. I don't need others commenting on it. And I certainly do not need comments on his size to be something he hears once a week - or more.

We saw a new doctor on Wednesday. It was a very hopeful appointment. She thinks Bennett might grow out of his food allergies. She has medicine we can try to calm his reactivity down so we can introduce more foods. But part of the process is checking the functionality of his body's systems. When the nurse called after the appointment and asked if she could send another lab order to us I asked why we needed it. She said, "It's part of the general failure to thrive work-up."

We might not get a failure to thrive diagnosis. We might not have to see an endocrinologist. He might just be small, end of story. But we have to check off every box and jump through all the hoops so we ensure we don't miss anything.

In the process I would like to protect Bennett from as much of it as possible. We fret about his weight out of earshot. We talk about how kind, fast, strong, quick, compassionate and sweet he is. We focus on his abilities instead of our concerns. I don't want food to be an issue - this might be a pipe dream. And I don't want to answer any more questions about how old he is, or whether or not he is a twin.

He is our Bennett and he is who God made him. Big or small. Short or tall. And no, his sister is NOT his twin.

Friday, December 2, 2016

it's not fair: learning to love the life you didn't choose {book review}

In the middle of reading It's Not Fair I texted my best friends and said: you must read this book. Now. Right now. Drop everything. READ IT.

Okay, it wasn't quite that intense, but I was so encouraged and moved I did suggest they pick up the book soon-ish.

I think we can all relate to this book because life rarely goes as planned. And while these books often tip over into overdone sentimentality (it's fine, love Jesus more, have more faith!!) Melanie Dale throws in enough irreverence to keep it funny and away from the fake happy arena.

Melanie Dale uses her story of infertility and adoption as well as other's struggles to explore how to cope and move forward when life doesn't go according to plan. She uses humor a lot - sometimes a bit too much for me - but she also provides clear Biblical answers on how to move forward and continue living in the face of extreme pain.

I like how Dale included other people's stories, but the overall mix was off for me. In fact, I didn't like how the book was laid out at all. Maybe I would have liked it better in paper format, but the e-book formatting made the book feel a little hectic and jumbled. I did not like having random Facebook and Twitter posts interspersed throughout the book, because they were often right in the middle of a heavy chapter or paragraph.

Despite my issues with the layout I thought It's Not Fair was an excellent book for anyone who is standing in the middle of their life wondering how they got there and how to go forward on a completely different path than the one they expected their life to follow.

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from the publisher through the BookLook Bloggers <> book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255 <> : “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

not a book review!

I am finally sitting down and writing out something other than a book review! It's about time, right? We had a crazy good Thanksgiving weekend. We invited a bunch of people to the retreat center our church owns. We rented it out, and ran the weekend, and everyone survived each other and my cooking.

It's a crazy thing to do - throw a passel of people together in one big lodge and see what happens. We had people from my side and Jon's. We had brothers and sisters and aunts and uncles and some people hadn't even met before. But we also had Nerf guns, and there's something truly bonding about an intense Nerf gun war.

Being in a large group like that, but having a reason to disappear for long stretches, is my dream. I could see the ocean from the incredible kitchen (double ovens, a prep island and a serving island) and I was content to spend my time cooking and setting out food. With Ainsleigh hanging off me most of the time. Sweet girl is in a season of intense love. I am about drowning under her smothering.

(I could not have pulled off the weekend without Jon, my mother and my mother-in-law. I now know a LOT about cooking for a large crowd. And I'm getting pretty good at prepping and cooking Thanksgiving dinner too. If you have questions I would be happy to answer them!)

On Saturday morning Ainsleigh was up at 6 am so we climbed out of the bunk we shared (B and Jon were on the top bunk. Putting both kids in one bunk did. not. fly) and tiptoed out to the kitchen. We closed the kitchen door and I began putting breakfast together while Ainsleigh sat on the counter and ate first breakfast (she needs at least two). I like being the one on the serving side of the counter; the one who says, "Here's warm oatmeal and milk and muffins. Good morning, good day, how did you sleep?"

We are coming off a stressful time with Bennett's health. To be completely honest we're still in a stressful time with his health. Bennett can hardly eat anything, and we are really frustrated, but in a couple weeks we have an appointment with a specialist so maybe we'll get some answers .... ???? Or maybe not. And if not, God is still GOOD and very much in control. I'm throwing this one over to him because I am at a complete loss and feeling pretty burnt out.

As for Ainsleigh, her last hearing test did not line up with the previous one, which was the main goal of this round of testing. The odd thing is that it was better than before! Each test is showing improvement, which is really, really strange. We are thankful her results are improving, not worsening, but why this is happening is a mystery. Her next hearing test is in a couple weeks as well; the day before Bennett's big appointment actually.

I'm just throwing my hands in the air in prayer and repeating, Jesus, heal my babies because I'm not sure what else to do.

The second bathroom is nearly gutted - just in time for the holidays! - and Jon is working away at the remodel. It's going to be a slower remodel for many reasons. Let's all hope we have a second remodeled bathroom by spring.

The Monday after our big beach weekend we went out to find our Christmas tree. Jon was off work, and the kids really wanted to go, so we did, even though I wasn't really up for it. I had just planned, shopped for, and executed four days of meals for 28 people. I was ready to put my feet up! Instead we found the Christmas decorations and got the tree and had a magical afternoon of decorating (kids, don't touch those ornaments. You can have these ones. Don't step there! Don't bite the lights! Don't throw the lights! NOT those ornaments!! - Totally magical).

Christmas is always hard. This year I don't want to do anything. Bennett has already tossed out twelve ideas of what we should do: gifts for friends, cookies, cards, Advent!! But I'm just feeling like I want the holidays to be over. I love Christmas. I love giving gifts and the magic of the season, but for some reason it feels hard this year. Maybe it's Bennett's food issues. Like I cannot fathom how we will make Christmas cookies with his severe limitations, but Jon often finds a way when the food options seem impossible. (He made milk from raw sunflower seeds so the kids could have hot chocolate and chocolate pudding at the beach). Bennett had a smoothie for Thanksgiving dinner for goodness' sake. It's just so hard to feed him right now.

Some of the sad, hard feelings are grief related. Some of it is always Charlotte related. Yesterday I was aching for her when an opportunity came along to share about her a little bit, and how I am, and what we do for her for the holidays. And by an opportunity came along I mean Jesus knew I needed to speak about Charlotte.

And when I dropped Bennett at school this morning there were new name tags out - trees and stars - and my eye landed on the name Charlotte. Of course he has one in his class. It is comforting to see her name though, to know Bennett hears her name throughout the day. It is meaningless for him, but meaningful for me.

I want to make this a good Christmas for the kids, but I don't want to put myself in a place where I am stressed or yelling. I think we are going to take it slow and focus on giving, serving and loving. With all of the appointments coming up and questions hanging above us simple feels manageable right now.

I watched just over half of the new Gilmore Girls episodes this afternoon during "rest time." The kids were in and out, but I managed 15 solo minutes with hot tea and sea salt caramels, which was really nice. It's hard to pour into the kids when I feel really depleted, but forcing rest time (why do I feel so guilty about making the kids have rest time together?) and sitting down with a book instead of tidying up, or doing laundry helps me prepare for the afternoon.

This feels like a self-care season, but when life gets holiday busy it's hard to make room for that. I'm trying to use my Advent study as a focus point. Keeping God and His word in front of me at all times helps ward off all sorts of ills.

How are you feeling as Christmas approaches?


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