As I have loved you…

So, when I posted on Valentine’s Day I decided I wanted to end my post with a Bible verse.  And I didn’t want to do the typical first-Corinthians-thirteen-thing.  I mean, those verses are great, but everybody uses them!

And something in me wanted to be unique.  Maybe it’s because I never “fit in” when I was little(r), and so I have a problem with it now.  I mean, I went years without a TV in my house, I didn’t play the popular video-games, I didn’t watch the popular movies, I didn’t wear the popular cloths, etc.  So I went unique.  I picked kind of randomly, but that made me think.


“My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you.” -John 15:12

I have been praying recently that God would give me HIS heart, and help me love as HE loved me. I realized recently what this means–the extent of what I was asking HIM.  I realized it was probably one of the most risky things I’ve ever done.  But I still do it.  I can’t say why.  Probably because I want to love.  I just want to.

When told to ask for anything, Solomon asked for wisdom.  I started wondering what I would ask for, if I was given that choice.  I decided I’d  ask for HIS heart–HIS love.

I have this “thing” with love.  Probably because I gave up on the whole wisdom-thing a long time ago.  Probably because I know if I love, it will motivate me to do what I can–which might not be much, but I know it’s a whole lot more when I’m motivated by something.

Loving is dangerous.  Begging to be able to love like crazy is reckless.  And I don’t even care.  I get defiant about love.  I say “I don’t care” a lot.  So maybe I don’t.

I honestly don’t know why I have this love “thing”–I don’t know where it came from.  But I want to love anyway.  I just do.

This probably sounds crazy, but I don’t even care!

Daughter of the King

“But, Mr. Author, why do you always write about princesses?”  “Because every little girl is a princess.”  “You will make them vain if you tell them that.”  “Not if they understand what I mean.”  “Then what do you mean?”  “What do you mean by a princess?”  “The daughter of a king.”  “Very well, then every little girl is a princess, and there would be no need to say anything about it, except that she is always in danger of forgetting her rank, and behaving as she had grown out of the mud.  I have seen little princesses behave like the children of thieves and lying beggars, and that is why they need to be told they are princesses.” (9)

The Princess and the Goblin, by George MacDonald

And yes, I’m hoping to do a book review of this, I just haven’t gotten around to it yet.  Sorry.

Happy Wednesday!!! 🙂

“Into the Dragon’s Lair” #4


Here’s the last post I did, in case anyone missed it or wants to re-read anything.

I picked this story to put on my blog because it was already broken down into smaller parts and because some of those smaller parts ended on really good cliff-hangers.  You’ll see why I brought this up in this post in a minute! 🙂



“Well, I s’pose we had better go in,” says Spenser, pulling his flash-light out of his back-pack.  “I don’t really like the idea of going in there,” says Hannah.  “I mean, I know there’s nothing to be afraid of; the dragon is dead.”

They both turn on their flashlights and start down.  It’s very slippery, and the two of them have trouble finding hand-holds in the mossy rocks.  The slanted floor is slippery, and so are the walls–even the ceiling is slippery!

Finally they come to a large circular cavern.  In the middle are about five chests with the lids thrown back.  The chests are filled with gold and diamonds!  “My great, great (however many greats!) grandfather’s treasure!” exclaims Spenser.  “We did it! We did it!  We found it!” cries Hannah.


 Now Grizzled (as you already know) is dead.  But he lived longer than Spenser thought he would.  In fact, he only died yesterday, and his mate, Fogginess, is still alive.

Fogginess lives in the very cave where Spenser and Hannah are now!  She has a small tunnel, with a room at the end, in which she used to hide when her husband came home in a bad temper.

But she also sleeps there, and now she has just been awakened by a lot of noise at the top of the tunnel.  Fogginess is annoyed (and dragons are very dangerous when they are annoyed), and she starts creeping up the tunnel to see what’s going on.

It’s Never Too Late, Right?

It’s still February.  Which is my excuse for still posting about Valentine’s Day; but the truth is I’d still be posting it if it was April.

Really the only reason I feel weird about is probably the fact that we’ve already celebrated a different holiday.  But I’m posting anyway.

I wanted to make sure I acknowledged the existence of Valentine’s Day, so I posted this, but I thought I’d share a little more about our day.  Are you guys sure you don’t mind it when I bury you in pictures I took on my little silver camera?

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Cinnamon rolls are a pretty typical holiday-breakfast at our house.  I ask for them every year on my birthday! 🙂

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It took me foreeeever to get a clear picture of those roses!

We hung bags on the back of everybody's chair for people to put Valentines in.  We opened them after dinner.
We hung bags on the back of everybody’s chair for people to put Valentines in. We opened them after dinner.

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This was taken through the red heart on the bag pictured below.
This was taken through the red heart on the bag pictured below.


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Little brother packaged up a (used) crayon and a scrap of paper with his initial on it.
Little brother packaged up a (used) crayon and a scrap of paper with his initial on it for me.  Way too cute! 🙂
Photo-bombed... by a candy heart.  It had a little help from someone :)
Photo-bombed… by a candy heart. It had a little help from someone 🙂
Happy Valentine's Day, folks!
Happy Valentine’s Day, folks!


P.S. I now know why someone came up with the abbreviation V-Day: typing out the whole V-A-L-E-N-T-I-N-E-‘S D-A-Y is monotonous!

P.P.S.  This post about Valentine’s Day is sooo good!  I’m not laughing.  Seriously.

Note: I read the above blog with my mother, so we can discuss some of the more mature topics.  This post shouldn’t be a problem, but kids should talk to their parents before browsing around.


Happy Monday!!! 🙂



Our Chinese New Year Celebration!


Michael and Lucy helped make red, paper lanterns with Mom.  The ones on either side are store-bought, but they made the middle one.  (They made more than that; I’m not sure what happened to the other ones.)


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Mama decorated our table the night before.

We had Asian food for dinner, and then lit off fireworks:

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Michael stomping "snaps" with his little lawn-chair.  Sooo cute! :)
Michael stomping “snaps” with his little lawn-chair. Sooo cute! 🙂

The noise was a little too much for some of us, so Mom and Becca went inside with the littles to watch out the window, while I stayed outside and took pictures.

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I cannot believe I got such a good picture!  I was just randomly snapping!

Sparkling juice:

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Xin Nian Kuai Le, folks!


Mr. Burd sank into a chair before the fire.  “Now, wait a minute,” he said.  “After Jon gets me a drink of water and Sally fetches my slippers and Andy puts Molly in the barn and Mother sits and rests herself, I”ll tell you all about it” (26).

-“By Wagon and Flatboat” by Enid La Monte Meadowcroft

(Emphasis mine)


That sounds like something my Dad would say!  Mamas sure work hard, don’t they?

Happy Chinese New Year!

Today is the first day of Chinese New Year!  We got Chinese food last year (the Hy-Vee kind ’cause all the real Asian restaurants were packed out) but we’re going a little more all out this year with Lucy.

As it’s a two-week festival, we’re actually celebrating tomorrow night because Becca  and Spencer work on Thursday evenings.


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Happy Chinese New Year, folks!


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I never thought I’d be the girl that posted about this… but I’m a lot of things I never expected to be.  I’m a big sister, I’m a world traveler (kind of 🙂 ), I’m a blog-writer, and I’m crazy about China.  Who would have thought?

2 Samuel 22:34-37

He makes my feet like the feet of a deer; he enables me to stand on the heights.  He trains my hands for battle; my arms can bend a bow of bronze.  You give me your shield of victory; you stoop down to make me great.  You broaden the path beneath me, so that my ankles do not turn.



Emphasis mine, naturally. 🙂

“Into the Dragon’s Lair” #3

In some ways I’m like “It’s already Tuesday again?” and in other ways I’m like “Tuesday?  Finally–it’s been weeks!”

I honestly meant to post earlier today, but there were several things I needed to get done, so I decided I was not going to post until I got those done.  It was a good motivator! 🙂

I think I’m looking forward to Tuesdays now as much as I do in the summer when we go swimming at “Two Rivers” state park with our home-school group on “Two Rivers Tuesdays”! 🙂

(Click here to read chapter one.)

Okay, here goes:



Hannah and Spenser walk down the path for about a mile, then they come to a fork.  “Which way, Navigator?” asks Spenser.  “Left,” says Hannah, looking down at her G.P.S.  “You stay here, I’ll see what’s up ahead,” replies Spenser.  Left alone Hannah begins to wonder what creatures could might be watching her!  A stick cracks and Hannah jumps! but it’s only a rabbit.  Hannah steps aside as a daddy-long-legs, the size of a penny without the legs, scuttles past.

“Navigator!  Come look at this!” calls Spenser.  Hannah runs after him and sees a shiny object lying on the path.  “What is it, sir?” she asks.  Spenser stoops and picks it up.  It is a golden necklace!

“I think this is some of my great, great, great, great grandfather’s treasure!” says Spenser.  “Then we’re on the right track, sir!” says Hannah.

The two of them continue.  Finally they come to the dragon: lying cold and lifeless across their path.  “Are you sure it’s dead, sir?” asks Hannah, with a shudder.  “I think so,” replies Spenser, “but you stay here; I’ll go make sure.”  He cautiously taps the dragon with his walking-stick.  Then a little harder.  “It’s safe!” he calls back.

After passing the dragon, the path is scattered with bones.  Some of the dry weeds in the under-brush are charred and black.  “Are we still on the right track, Navigator?” asks Spenser.  “Yes, sir!” replies Hannah.  “And we’re getting close, sir!”

As they go further the birds and insects become fewer and fewer.  The jungle grows quiet.  Hannah stoops to pick up a shiny object on the path.  “I found a diamond, sir!” she calls.  Spenser comes running back.  “We must be getting close now!” he cries.  Hannah lays her hand on the handle of her knife.  “There’s no danger, Navigator, we saw the dragon and it’s dead.” says Spenser–but he looks nervous too!

After about another mile they come to the mouth of a large cavern.  It’s about five feet wide and opens on to a rocky tunnel.  It’s surrounded by gravel, bones, and ashes.

“The dragon’s lair!” breathes Spenser.


“Then you would have us retreat to Minas Tirith, or Dol Amroth, or to Dunharrow, and there sit like children on sand-castles when the tide is flowing?” said Imrahil.  “That would be no new counsel… But no!  I said this would be prudent.  I do not counsel prudence (860).

-“The Lord of the Ring: The Return of the King” by J.R.R. Tolkien

“To fly would only be to obey the dictates of vulgar prudence.  But we did not come here to be prudent (116).

-“Journey to the Center of the Earth” by Jules Verne

(emphasis mine both times)


Note: “The Lord of the Rings” contains three of my favorite books ever written, but I would not necessarily recommend “Journey to the Center of the Earth”.  It was just alright, and there were a couple reference to evolution.  I honestly enjoyed the movie more, which is rare for me!

See you tomorrow!!!!! 🙂