Throwback Thursday: Farm boys through the years

I haven’t shared this yet, but for about 9 years my husband and I decided to homeschool our children.  We have been blessed with four boys.  Preston is our oldest and I taught him from Kindergarten until 8th grade.  Keegan is the next oldest and then came Braxton.  These pictures and memories are before our fourth baby boy, Ryker was born.

Making the choice to homeschool was so wonderful in many ways.  At the top of the list was building a strong family unit and sharing so many memories together.  Another really great aspect for our family was that we live in the country and we farm.  The boys have spent so many hours outside.  We normally would get our formal schooling done by noon.  So they enjoyed being able to play, build, invent, and work in the shop with their Dad from early afternoon until about dinner time.  These are a few pictures from that time.

Shop Boys from 2011

Braxton was just the right size to fit inside the brand new tank and get any dirt or plastic out before it got filled for the first time.

Ice-cream break from swathing in 2010.

Preston and Keegan had fun hooking two bikes together.  Didn’t work too well, but they had a great afternoon messing around with it in 2010.

 Preston & Keegan helped their Dad with a few painting projects.

Just one of many harvests that the boys have been a part of.

This was harvest 2011.

Well, that is not all the pictures I could share, but that is good enough for now.  The boys have learned so much and shared many memories together.

 

Thanks, Destini

This post is a simple little ditty.  I am trying each week to sit down and think about the little things.  The little things that people say to uplift me, the little things people do to make a rainy day feel, well, a bit warmer… a bit more enjoyable.

Maybe it is the beautiful sunshine that has peaked it’s head out behind the gray that seems to have consumed the last few weeks, but this morning was one of those mornings where I just felt warm inside for all these little ways that others bless my day and probably don’t even realize it.

This post is dedicated to a sweet friend who messaged me to see if Ryker was feeling ok.  Her name is Destini and she works at the school my son goes to.  He took quite a spill — head first into the bleachers at recess.  Needless to say he has quite the goose egg on the front of his head, but being in a family with four boys, these types of accidents are pretty common.  However, later that evening when I returned home from a birthday party I saw a sweet short little message asking how he was doing.  That really brightened my night and into the next day.

With all the complaining going on in the world, with all the worries and focusing on what is wrong… I hope to bring you posts of what’s going right in the world.  Destini was the perfect story to start with.

Even when you do wrong…do right

When it comes to relationships, even when you do wrong…do right!

Wow! Deep! Or completely ludicrous?!  I mess up a lot when it comes to relationships.  And, people in relationships with me, mess up.  For instance, with my kids, I don’t always respond the way I know I should to the tenth question asked or to an attitude they are expressing to me.  With my husband, I don’t always react nicely, when I see his dirty clothes, once again, on the bathroom floor or when the first words out of his mouth when he comes through the door is, “What’s for dinner?”, I can get a little snarky in my response to him.  With friends, poor communication and assumptions can lead to hurt feelings and misunderstandings.  Co-workers can get under ones skin and curt attitudes can become the normal response.  Let’s face it – relationships in life are TOUGH!  I mean, need I say more than the words ‘In-Laws’ ? Continue reading

Be A Team: Loyalty

My parents are great parents.  I just realized, it’s ok to say that.  And not in a bragging social media way.  But to really think about the subtle things they did, how they reacted in situations and their overall demeanor.  I see that it was true.  Growing up, I learned kindness and choosing right from wrong, from them.  They worked hard.  Stayed away from gossip.  I am blessed to have grown up with the parents I did.  Being a parent, I see how hard it can be to show good character and be a shining example.  They never were manipulative.  They didn’t form division between my sister and I.  They didn’t compared us.  It really was a peaceful home overall.  It definitely was not perfect, but what family is?  Through some of the rough times and seeing them work through issues gave me a visual of what loyalty looks like in a marriage.

Thinking back, I also see that playing basketball and volleyball in high school taught me many great character qualities as well.  Among them was, loyalty.   My coaches pushed our teams to sacrifice what would be easy, to instead, do what was hard.  And to not just do it for ourselves, but for the sake of the team.  By being loyal to the team, we had many play-offs and competitive competitions that went in our favor.  Our coaches also never pitted players against one another, but worked with the strengths of each individual girl.  I had great coaches.

When taking a few minutes to ponder the word loyalty- it makes me think about marriage commitment, being a respectful worker, keeping my word, serving my family, giving my all for the team, and encouraging others.

I am seeing so many areas in life where being a loyal wife, loyal mother, loyal friend, loyal worker and loyal teammate really says so much about your character and produces such positive outcomes in the lives of others around you.

If you want to be fulfilled with your life and you want to make a great name for yourself and those associated with you, then learn what it means to be loyal.

I made a list of ways that show others your loyalty to them, the team, a grade, or the workplace.  By these simple actions and reactions you prove to them you are one that can be considered loyal and who they can trust.  (By the way, I am still working on some of these.) Continue reading