Milestone caught on film

On April 23, my sweet baby boy pulled himself up to stand for the first time. I think this is the first time I really caught something big happening for the very first time. Here it is. I know you’ll be impressed.

At eight months now, he is also crawling on his hands and knees occasionally, but he still prefers the army crawl. Our little belly dragger loves to put things into his mouth. His favorite thing to eat is paper, but he’ll settle for lint, small rocks, and once something off Josh’s work boots that I pretended was just dried mud.

He was especially satisfied with his new skill and quite willing to smile for his adoring fans, so I thought I’d give you something sweet to look at!

Care for another?

Yes, he really does smile all of the time! Just one more!

Sola Scriptura!

Ahhhh, diapers in the breeze!

So fun and fancy free!!!

A Honey of a Man!

Maybe there are those of you that don’t know this, but my Beloved can do anything. Yesterday he installed over 50,000 bees into five hives. Everything went well, except one queen was dead in her cage and will have to be replaced.

Here is the first hive:

He’s also been midwife to more cows than I can count this year. His vocabulary has expanded to include certain terms I’ve never heard him use before such as amniotic sac, breach, engorged, and many others that I dare not share here. My favorite, however, is when he says he had to “pull” a calf. Once again, I will not go into detail about what that means for fear that any woman who has birthed a baby before will suffer heart failure! Let’s just say it involves a crank and an extractor. He has mentioned that with his new credentials and experience, we might not need a midwife again. Pray for me.

Yes, my darling is multi-talented, but his latest deed is dearest to my heart. This weekend, he gave me something I have been longing for ever so much. It was something I’ve envisioned owning for years, imagined myself using barefoot, wearing a long floral dress, while my perfectly groomed children skipped about and my plump baby gurgled on a patchwork quilt. It was……… a clothesline!!!!! Here is Beloved as he demonstrates his great love for me:

I’ll be sure to share a picture of my first load fluttering in the breeze. And I’m sure I’ll be sharing more about this Honey of a man!

Global Warming Alert!

Come to Nebraska, Al.

Prayers for our Children

Hope this gives you as much vision and encouragement as it did for me.

For His Glory alone:

 

Prayer #1: That the Lord would save the souls of all of our children early in life, and that none would be lost.

Prayer #2: That our children would be faithful covenant-keepers with the God of their fathers.

Prayer #3: That God would send blessed, well-suited, Christ-loving spouses to our progeny, and that there would be no divorce for 200 years.

Prayer #4: That our children would continue to home educate their own children, following the Biblical/Hebrew model for discipleship.

Prayer #5: That God would bless the wombs of our daughters and daughters-in-law, with a multitude of covenant-keeping children, who will be mighty in the land.

Prayer #6: That God would bless and make fruitful the dominion labors of the family in all of its generations.

Prayer #7: That our children will honor their fathers and mothers, and be faithful to the godly and applicable visions their fathers give to them.

From Strategic Insights into A Multi-Generational Vision of Victory, Presented by Doug Phillips at the 200 Year Plan: A Practicum on Multi-Generational Faithfulness