Saturday, June 26, 2010

THE DAD LIFE

The video is a rap about "The Dad Life" and it is HYSTERICAL! It's a three- minute belated tribute to Michael for Father's Day. Man, my husband is awesome, but he's an even more unbelievable daddy. Our boys adore him, and our family is blessed beyond what we can comprehend in this life to have a man like him leading us. God is good. Enjoy the video!


Dad Life from Church on the Move on Vimeo.



Friday, June 18, 2010

CUTTING THE RED CURLS

Before:



After:


I hated to do it, but with the feathered plume in front, and the Shirley-Temple-thing in back, it was definitely time. We've still got a little trimming to do, but we're letting that go by the wayside for now (whoo boy, can Jasper throw a fit! He just about turned purple from screaming while Michael was running the clippers). Sure do love my little red-head! :)

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

THE ADVENTURES OF B & J

We've played some silly games...

And hammed it up in our school's Spring Show.





We've practiced our GQ poses.

And got our first tattoo.

We've made LOTS of silly faces.



And played tickle monster on big brother's bed.

We've played with lots of friends.

We've gone swimming a LOT.


And we've practiced our WALKING!! :)


And there's a month-long picture walk for you, in the shoes of our Benito and Jasper John.


Monday, June 14, 2010

COMING SOON

A month's worth of pictures, coming soon...especially for Nanna's sake.



Friday, June 4, 2010

CREDIT TO THOSE WHO EDIT

I wrote some time ago about a website I've joined for Christian writers. There's a weekly contest, and this week marks my third time to enter one. Each week, there's a different, random topic that you have to write on, with specific criteria you have to meet (i.e. the submission must be 150-700 words long, it must be written within that week's time-frame, it must be on topic, etc.).


This week's topic is "The Editor." I was immediately inspired with an idea for a fun little poem, and I decided to share it here. I'll find out in about a week how I ranked and if I won. Until then, enjoy the totally random read:

Credit to Those Who Edit

Thesaurus, thrilling Thesaurus, how adored are thee.

You edit, yet the credit belongs solely to me.

Simply beautiful, then radiant, exquisite, even elegant.

Just perfect, quite flawless, faultless, and blemish-free.


The web of words you weave and spin,

you caress and embellish what I begin.



Dictionary, dearest Dictionary, let me count the ways.

You give my words their purpose, their meaning never sways.

Who would have thought that unencumbered, defines all that is free?

And that accoutrements, tells of my love affair with accessories?


This literature I peck and pound, searching for accuracy in kind,

you zealously, righteously, thoroughly direct and define.



Spell-check, sweetling spell-check, a rose by any other name,

Would be a weed with thistles, held accountable to your claims.

Not their, but there; not hare but hair, your purpose all too clear.

Feet or fete, meet or mete; no blunder of precision do I fear.


The words I type, you reunite, the way they should have been,

Studying prose as pages grow, you correct all flaws you tend.



Each of my efficient Editors, your service I do commend,

You sweat and toil and sieve my work, and not a penny do I spend.

Page after page I commiserate with your resources to refine.

For all of your lovely attributes to rework and then make mine.


I write my book, and with one loving look, my Editors offer aid,

they give and gaze-sweep, they sow, I reap, and I’ll always gladly take.