The reason for the blog silence

Busy at church…….love the things going on at our church but even in all the good churchy things I can get too busy. Someone I love dearly recently said, “Melody, you are in a hurry with everything you. You’re so busy.” It’s true. So I’m trying to evaluate what I’m doing and why I’m doing it and be sure it’s coming from Him. And even in that back off the rushed spirit in which I tend to do most things.

Don’t get me started on the bug project. I loved the idea of this project because our son is a bug lovin’, insect catchin’ creature himself. But this project produced tears, anxiety, accusations and SO much more. This project sent us on “bug walks” where we’d spend forever looking for any insect we could find but never could find when “looking”. And when we did finally find one when we weren’t looking Mitchell would bond with it and it would become a pet and then he wouldn’t want to put it in the “KILL JAR”. Sounds so cruel. Kill Jar. When it did get in the kill jar it would get out somehow. And then I was freaking out and blaming anyone I could lay eyes on that they didn’t close the lid good. I had anywhere from 2-20 bags of bugs on my kitchen counter for three weeks straight. And I swear the day the project gets turned in approximately 54.5 bugs from all different classifications show up on our back porch, windshield, kitchen floor, etc. It was like they were there for the viewing of their relatives or something. Buggy funeral. Paying their respects and taking revenge on the killers.

And this was the best part of all……Grandparents!!!! Randy’s parents came and stayed for a week with us and were a part of Missions Conference at our church. It was a great week with them and an incredible week of hearing from those abroad sharing the great news of Jesus Christ. God is at work and it’s so inspiring to hear all that He is doing in our world.

We walked to the ice cream store every day – either after dinner or after school. Such fun memories. Poppy had Sophie laughing and believing aliens were going to abduct him at night. She got a little confused and asked me the next morning if the “tooth fairy for mens” had come down and taken Poppy away. Ha!

I thought I’d share with you what Sophie and I resort to when we spend two hours at the Doctor’s office for allergy and asthma junk. We play I- spy and Charades. This is Sophie being an electrocuted fly. Really? Who thinks of stuff like that? Oh, my kid does. And she would totally KILL me if she knew I posted this picture so please, if you know us in real life, don’t tell her! Really – blog etiquette says you don’t talk about blog posts to the photo victims. Thank you in advance.

Well, that’s a lil’ slice of our life the last few weeks.