He Put Out Matching Towels

You know how they say when a man does the dishes it can be a turn on for women?  Well, I don't know who "they" are, but it ain't true.  Not for me anyway.  And my hus does do the dishes on occasion, I would even venture to say, more than most men.  And yes, it makes me happy when he does it but not that kind of happy.  Honestly, sometimes I'm thinking, "Thank you, honey.  Why did it take you so long to notice that those dishes needed to be done!!"  But nonetheless, I am grateful that I do have a husband that does do the dishes and various other household duties on occasion. 

What does do it for me is the little things.  I know "they" say that too, "it's the little things that count."  And here I can agree.  It's those things that don't really matter or don't really need to be done a certain way or sometimes at all.  Like matching towels in our bathroom.  Paul often feels his towel needs to be changed before I do and so he'll switch out his towel. Just his.  On occasion when he does go for that extra effort and change my towel as well, he's not really concerned with what color they are.  He'll grab whatever two are on top. And then we are left with towels that don't match.  For some reason that bugs me.  I know no one ever sees our bathroom (and thank goodness for that) but still, is it too much to ask, that among the hair all over the floor, the toothpaste splattered mirror (his side not mine), the make up caked vanity (my side not his) for the towels to match? 

So the other day, I came into the bathroom to see 2 clean, fresh MATCHING towels hanging neatly on their towels racks in our bathroom.  It was nice.  And even nicer to know my husband did it.  Now, whether or not he actually picked out two towels that matched or the top two just happened to match, I don't know.  But I'm giving him the benefit of the doubt.  I think he went out of his way to bring a little smile to my face. 
So, thanks, Paul, for the matching towels.  And thanks for always making the coffee so that it's hot and ready when I come down stairs in the morning, and for taking the big trash can down to the street every Tuesday, and for cleaning out the cats' litter box way more than I do, and for rinsing out the sink when you poor coffee or coke in it and yes, for occasionally washing the dishes. 

What a Beautiful Mess

The other day was a midweek day off of school for my kids due to election day and the fact that many schools are used for voting. I guess it's not safe to have all those strangers inside the school building with all of our precious kiddos.

Anyway, the weather was beautiful so the girls and I went for our annual fall photo walk. (I photographed, they walked). Every year, I find it hard not to become overwhelmed with the beauty of the leaves where we live. It's in nature that I don't understand how anyone could not believe in God, the creator. How could all of this be an accident? Don't they see how perfectly nature works? Can't they understand that all of the intricacies and complexities of something as simple as a tree growing out of a tiny seed into a huge, majestic thing, blooming flowers in the spring, changing all sorts of beautiful colors in the fall, shedding it's leaves to nourish the ground, providing food and shelter for numerous animals can't be an accident?
"God saw all that He had made and it was very good. And there was evening, and there was morning- the sixth day. Thus the heavens and the earth were completed in all their vast array." Genesis 1:31- 2:1

So anyway, here is some of the beautiful creation around our home.

Below is a picture of what the beautiful foliage does to our deck. It's a mess.

I do love, love, love this time of year! I wish I could hold on to it for a bit longer.

The Cobbler's Children Have No Shoes

Just as the photographer's kids have no photographs.  There's a reason for that.  Just take a look at these attempts at taking a decent Halloween picture of my kids. 

I will say that their personalities will always shine through in their pictures.  In their defense, they were very excited about trick or treating.  It was very hard to be still. 

 Below are close ups of my 2 angles and my little cheetah.  Horrible as they are at being still for a photo, they sure are cute!



A Good Book and Other News

I know it's a little late to still be talking about Halloween BUT if you have younger kids, I highly recommend the picture book, The Pumpkin Patch Parable by Liz Curtis Higgs. It is a wonderful way to look at Halloween and jack-o-lanterns with a Christian perspective. It's a very awesome book.  She also has an Easter book called The Parable of the Lily.  Equally awesome.

In other news...my 4 year old woke up this morning (the day after Halloween) and says, before breakfast mind you, "Mom, I really feel like having some chocolate.". Me too.
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My 8 year old recently admitted to me that she has been trimming the hair on her legs with scissors for a couple of months now.

Look at what the Stupid cat did to my shirt!

To the shirt that I wore ONE time!  ONE stinkin' time!!

In case you missed the gigantic hole that goes completely through from one side to the other, here is a close up. 

That's a big ole' hole!!  Stupid cat!!

Photoshoot

Here are the results of an impromptu photo shoot with my youngest daughter;

She's usually not quite so compliant when it comes to pictures.  She was in a good mood today though so I took advantage.

Rain and Playdough

The wonders of home made playdough on a rainy day.  No tennis, no soccer, no piano, not even any homework.  They literally played with playdough from the time they got home from school until I had to force them to clean up for dinner.  That was close to 3 hours!  I had made my youngest a couple of batches of playdough intending to keep her busy while her sisters were away at school so I could do some housework.  Who knew it would have given me time to clean the WHOLE house.  Did I?  That's not the point. 

Playdough Recipe
Mix;
1/4 cup salt
1/2 cup flour
1 tsp. cream of tartar
1/2 cup water
1 TBSP veggie oil
food coloring of your choice

Mix all very well in a saucepan over medium heat stirring constantly until playdough forms a ball.  Remove from heat.  Remove from sauce pan to wax paper.  Cool and knead.  Store in airtight container or ziplock bag.