Tuesday, August 16, 2016

A113 ✽ Chocolate Ice Cream

So, yesterday Daddy and I ran allllllll over trying to get me an I.D. card. Who knew that waiting to get your license until after you graduated could cause so many issues :P? Since I was homeschooled, I don't have a school I.D.; since I'm not attending college, I don't have one of those, either. Since I'm over eighteen, but didn't have an I.D., I couldn't open a savings account, get a job, a passport, or other proofs of residency to get an I.D.... It was a mess, haha! We ran all over trying stuff and getting papers, ending up in line at the DMV 3 times (third times the charm!). The supervisor finally allowed us to use several documents that we did have and pieced it together to sign off on my I.D., thankfully! So, now I have what I need to get a permit, savings account, etc. That's definitely a relief! Mama has vowed never to let another child graduate before they get their license, haha. When I decided that I was ready to start driving last year, we knew that we could be moving literally any time, but didn't know when, so I wanted to wait to take the test until we moved and I could take it just once... that almost turned into a disaster, but the Lord blessed us with people who were very helpful and it worked out :).Our ticket number the first time around was "A113" like the famous Pixar easter egg, which I thought was just fun, haha :). I wanted to bring it home to show Tori, but when Daddy set it down to pull out his card, the guy threw it away, and I didn't want to ask him to fish it back out of the trash can, lol...

And does anyone else like their chocolate ice cream only if it's mixed with some milk to make it a milkshake consistency?! Tori laughs at me, because I complain that chocolate ice cream melts too fast, so I put milk in it and stir it all up. She told me it's practically purposefully melting it. But I don't mind the taste of chocolate ice cream; it's the consistency of melted ice cream. If it's just melted ice cream, it's liquid with firmer chunks in it; if you make it into a milkshake, it might be softer overall, but at least it's smooth. I don't see how this solution goes against my complaints ;).

Friday, August 12, 2016

Last Day!




Under the Tapestry's 1st year anniversary sale ends tonight at 12:00 EST. You have until then to use the coupon code 1YEAR to get 15% off of your order!

Blessings,

Bri :)

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

1 Year!!!









One year ago today, Daddy sat down with his computer and asked me, "What is a username and password you won't forget?"

I was a little disturbed at what he could be doing ;), but after some persuading, I answered him, and the he asked, "Now what did you say you wanted to call your Etsy shop?"

I've considered opening an Etsy shop since I was about 14, but I always put it off as a "someday" project. Confirmed: if you haven't noticed, that's pretty much what I do with pretty much everything that I've never done before. A couple weeks before, Daddy had asked me, "Is starting an Etsy shop really something you want to do, or do you just think that you should because it's something we've mentioned you could do?"

"No, I really want to do it," I answered. "But you know me. I'll enjoy it once I'm started, and I want to do it, but I'm terrified of actually starting. I'm going to need a push before I'll do anything about it." So he set the wheel in motion. Yeah, he's pretty awesome :).

Selling on Etsy is fun, and challenging. It's challenging in that I do want to make everything I think of right away, but, you do have to sell some items to have the money to pay for others ;). And there was that one order I got that I was out of town when it came in, and in order for it not to be super late, I tatted 20 bookmarks in one day. A major victory and headache was gained that day. It's also a bit challenging in that I'm super un-techy, and everything internet side takes longer than expected.

But it's fun that I can be making money crafting, which is something I've always loved! I have a reason to make things that I don't actually have a designated purpose for, and I get to make things that other people get enjoyment out of, and it's really awesome to hear how much others enjoy using something I had so much fun putting together :).

As I was thinking about my shop's one year anniversary, I asked Tori, "Do you remember the craft shop I ran behind the couch when we were little?" We used to have this corner couch, but because of our fireplace, it was set up so the couch created a walled-in corner in our living room, rather than fitting into it. Mama kept an extra end table behind it, and I would take a small chair, put up an "open" sign on the window behind the couch, and wait for business- usually making hats or diapers for Tori's and my care bears. I also read back there, or watched the hummingbirds that visited the feeder right outside the window. I actually kept a "humming bird sighting log"... for about two days. There were so many that I just gave up. I'm pretty sure it's safe to say that I pretty much lived back there for about a year, haha!

"YES! I had forgotten, but YES!", Tori answered. "I would come and ask you if you could make something, and you would say "Let me see what I can do". And if you didn't have time to make something, you would just make a paper pattern and sell me that. I always just glued the patterns together, I didn't actually make anything."

"And you paid with printer paper money," I remembered. And all of the hats fell apart, because I would cut holes for the Care Bear ears, not knowing how to bind off and then recast on in later rows, haha. It's fun to think back on, now that I'm doing it "for real". I'm looking forward to continuing to grow my Etsy, and I want to thank all of you who have supported my shop. Whether it was by teaching or encouraging me in a craft technique, or sharing or liking my shop, giving me your leftover crafting supplies, or in actually buying an item (or, in the case of my Mama, not banning me from crafting when those chopped up hats shed yarn ends all over the carpet for months), thank you!

And to celebrate Under the Tapestry's 1st year anniversary, all customers from August 10th to August 12th, 2016, may use the coupon code "1YEAR" in my shop to get 15% off of your order :)!

Thursday, August 4, 2016

Crocheted Hammer Applique


Don't you just hate it when a Pinterest idea you're really excited about dead-ends? Haha :). Early this year, I was making a baby hat for my newest step cousin, and wanted to make a little hammer to put on it like I had seen on Pinterest. But all of the "patterns" lead back to the same prepaid pattern set. I didn't want to pay for the whole set to use only this one. So, I decided to make my own. It took some trial and error, and it didn't turn out quite like the one I had seen. But it was a lot of fun to create it myself, and I think it did turn out well :). I've been meaning to share it for a while... but y'all know how my intentions usually turn out ;).

You'll need a  
Crochet hook of your choice (bigger the hook, bigger/looser the applique)
Brown yarn
Gray yarn

This pattern is worked on both side of the chain for the hammer handle, and back and forth for the head.

Chain 8 in brown.
Second chain from hook, sc; sc in next st; 3hdc in next 2 st; 3dc in next st;
Other side, hdc in first 3 st; sc in next 4 st.
Sc 7 st; 2sc in next 2 st; sc to end;
Sc around once more; fasten off.

Join gray at top; slip st two across; chain 1, turn
Sc two across, chain 1, turn. Repeat for three rows.
Chain six; turn; dc in 2nd chain from hook and across
Sc in last st; chain 2; hdc in first st on side; 2dc in next st; hdc in next st; sl st in next
Chain 1; turn; sc in first five; sl st in next; hdc; dc; hdc; sl st next five; fasten off.

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

And I Will Praise Him


"In everything give thanks, for this is the will of God concerning you."

Everything.

This verse has, so often, been used to remind us to give thanks in trials. Because "everything" does include trials as well. We are to give thanks in all things. We have a children's cd that teaches bible verses to a tune, with a short explanation of the verse before each song (Steve Green's "Hide Them in Your Heart"), And at one point it says 'Don't give until it hurts- give 'til it tickles!" We could change this to, don't give thanks until you get to a tough time when it doesn't come naturally. Give thanks through the trial until you are truly joyful despite your circumstances!

A joyful heart will be at rest. Bitterness, discouragement, fear, will all bring turmoil to the soul. But when we praise the Lord, He starts to fill our hearts and crowd those things out, leaving his perfect peace in its stead. There might not be anything about the situation that we can find to be thankful for. But we can be thankful that God will carry us through it! Or for the blessings he will reveal later that were included in it! Or we can be thankful for the lessons he will teach us through it. This is something I had to thank him for a couple weeks ago, because the conviction he brought me to through the way I was acting was the only thing that redeemed the situation! I'm so glad nothing we can do can make us lose our salvation when God has claimed us as his own!

There is one thing, though, that I think we often forget when we are thinking of this verse, just because of how it has been "programmed" in our minds to think of it as touching trials. And that is that it doesn't just mean "in the hard things", it literally means in everything, even the small, often un-noticed details, things that appear insignificant! Picture frames and paper. Heaters and fans. Coffee. Blankets. Socks. A letter in the mail. A hug, and a friend's prayers for you. Even an act of kindness from another person, while we should thank them for it, ultimately comes from the Lord!

So we thank God for everything. The big, the small, the eternal. Salvation. His unchanging word. Our hope. The refinement going on in our lives. That he is ready to bear our every need and except our humble offerings.Whatever we can find to thank him for in whatever we are going through, he deserves that praise! And we'll never run out, for the Lord has been so good to us!

How badly do I want to be grateful? How much obedience do I want to show my Savior? I know it's important. I realize it's critical in my walk with the Lord. But it can just be head knowledge that I agree with, or I can give myself over to it becoming my lifestyle.

It's a choice we have to make. It's like cleaning our room. While it might be hard, or we just might not feel like it, we'll be miserable if we don't make that choice to get things tidied up. (Incidentally, it will be more pleasant to clean said room if we make the choice not to grumble over it ;).) We can choose to be grateful! Each choice will make it more and more a habit -which we can thank God for. But it does have to be conscientious decision made to lean on the Lord's guidance and strength rather than our own. We must replace complaints with thanks. Discouragement with prayers. Be generous with our thanks, to both God and others. Study what the bible tells us about gratitude to keep it close to our hearts. Thank the Lord for the blessing of opening our eyes to this command and giving us the strength to obey Him for his glory. And we will praise him.

Gratefully,

Bri

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

How Can I Say Thanks


*A continuation of that thankful series that I started and kind of left hanging when blogging slipped to the back burner...again ;)*

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When Jehoshaphat was king, the armies of the Moabites and Ammonites, and the Meunites, were invading. The people of Israel heard of it beforehand, but not with enough time to spare to make an effective counterattack, by the world's terms. But King Jehoshaphat knew the Lord was on their side. He called for fasting and prayer, and they sought the Lord's power to save.

And the Lord gave them an answer through one of his priests. In essence... they didn't need to make any battle plans, because the Lord had them. They just needed to take their army to the appointed place, trusting in the Lord, without fear, and watch him work. He promised salvation to the nation of Israel.

I don't know about you, but I would probably ask for a clearer plan for that. And I would probably give in to fears about how everything was going to work out. But what did the Israelites do? They worshiped the Lord. They praised the Lord "with a very loud voice".

And the next morning, early, promptly, they headed out to do as God had told them. King Jehoshaphat reminded them to keep trusting in their Lord. And then he chose a group to go ahead of the army, singing praises to God for his steadfast love.

"And when they began to sing and praise, the LORD set an ambush against the men of Ammon, Moab, and Mount Seir, who had come against Judah, so that they were routed. For the men of Ammon and Moab rose against the inhabitants of Mount Seir, devoting them to destruction, and when they had made an end of the inhabitants of Seir, they all helped to destroy one another." 2 Chronicles 20:22-23.

At the moment that they began to sing of the Lord's love, He set other armies against those coming to destroy the Israelites. Maybe they thought the Moabites were coming to get them, rather than the Israelites. Maybe they just simply hated these armies, or loved the glory of winning a war. Whatever their human reasoning was for going out to meet this army was, the truth was, the Lord stirred them up to go save his people who were trusting and praising him.

And the armies of Israel went home, praising the Lord, and came into the city with trumpets and praise!

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The Psalmist says, in Psalm 34:1, "I will bless the Lord at all times; his praise shall continually be in my mouth."

A grateful heart spilling over, bringing an offering of praise to our Lord. But how important is it that that praise be voiced aloud? 


Think of all the ways that telling of the mercies of the Lord will benefit all of us; speaking them will solidify their memory in our mind, and make us more mindful of the blessing they are. Sharing them will encourage other believers to praise Him with us, and to give thought to the blessings they have been given. It will be a witness to unbelievers that our God is powerful and worthy to be praised, that we delight in being His.

Think about times you have been grateful to someone for something they did for you. Did that thanks do them any good before you voiced it? How about the last time that someone gave you a thank you? Do you really wish that they would have kept it to themselves? Why should we not give our Lord the same kind of honor, just because, "Oh, he reads my thoughts. He'll know I was grateful, anyway." "Your Father knows what you need before you ask him" (Matthew 6:8), but he still wants us to come before him and admit that we have a need only He can fill. He wants our praise, as well, even if He already knows we appreciate the gifts.

Sunday, July 31, 2016

July Notes

 Some random pictures and stories from the past month(ish), in no very good chronological order... haha!

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All these huge boxes in the house, and he wants to play in the tiny one that we had before we moved ;). Haha! Our Gramma lent us some air mattresses when we had our friends over in May. Oh, these were hilarious to use... haha. We literally had a "bed"room, with two of them in the library, there was no additional floor space! To get anywhere- to the piano, a bookshelf, your spot on the bed- you had to walk across them, and anybody who was sitting on it would end up flying in the air... it was entertaining! The day this picture was taken, though, Daddy was making sure they were packaged neatly before we sent them back with my Gramma for my aunt and her family to use when they visited her. The morning she picked it up:
Daddy: *takes a bite of bacon*
*phone rings*
Tori: "I bet that's Gramma. She always calls when you eat bacon."
Me: "I think she smells it somehow. It's weird how often it does happen."
Daddy: "Hello..... What am I doing? Listening to your grandchildren laugh at you because they say you always call when we have bacon...."
Gramma a couple hours later: *walks into the house* "Where's my bacon?!" Lol :).

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We went to my Gramma's on the third to celebrate the 4th of July. My Aunt and her family were there, which was fun. We were very excited to meet our new cousins, and they got to meet Noah :)! We also celebrated the next day with our customary ice cream, sparklers and pop-its. And enjoyed the fireworks that the people across the street were putting off. They had a beautiful display, and the finale was AWESOME. And we got to enjoy it free. Hahaha...


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"Oh, that's pretty! Where was it taken?!"
"....Ummmm.... our back yard..."
"So many new surprises when you move..."

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"We have a neighbor I can't wait for you to meet," I told a friend.
"Oh really? A close neighbor?"
"Oh yeah. Super close. His name is Buckingham Roosevelt."
"What?!!!!! Is this an animal?!!!!"
"Only a four foot long black snake."
"EWWWW!"
"We also have bunnies."
"....That... that actually surprises me... with the snake..."
"EWWWW!!!!"
Haha :). Name credit of Buckingham goes to Tori... much to Mama's chagrin. "Once you name it, you start getting attached to it- noooooo, it's not a pet!!!!", haha!

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Tori posted this picture on her facebook the other day with the caption, "You have to guess which is which." After I correctly guessed (it was a hard decision for a couple seconds, but they are my brothers after all ;) ), she confided in me, "I tried to pick the hardest ones I could find. I found one where Peter has Noah's worried face, and one where Noah is smiling like Peter usually is". Do you know how weird it is to have what looks like the same person at two different ages living in the house at the same time?!

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We got to go blueberry picking a couple of weeks ago. It was so much fun! Tori and I always race each other while picking, and it's getting harder and harder to beat her. I'm winning by less and less of a percentage of my pail... haha! Josiah did really good at first- he knew ripe from green, and was a steady worker... until Daddy let him eat a berry. Goodbye help. Haha! Southern Blues blueberries ARE the best berries I've ever tasted. They even beat the ones we picked in VA, so I don't know what the difference is! Mama thinks they are grown with love, haha :). 

Peter was hilarious. Abbi took off her headband and he threw it... it landed in a tree somewhere, and we never did find it. A little while later he calls out, "Mommy? Where is my pail?"
"You lost that too?!!!!!"
"....Oh. It's in my hand..."
He thought that was the most hilarious thing ever!



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He just turned 4 months, and he's adorable. I mean, look at that hair. Who couldn't love that?!!?!?! Case closed.
He's over 12 lbs now, and he's starting to get that sturdy, solid feel that makes babies so very squishable :). He is really starting to build up his motor skills. He reaches for everything -he loves the printer buttons :).

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This is how Josiah looks at him all the time. I love it. Like, I love Noah. And I love Josiah. But watching Josiah love Noah.... LOVE. Josiah got hurt the other day and gracefully sank onto the floor crying (believe it or not, he is NOT the most dramatic member of the family). I came with Noah to make sure he was okay, and he told me what had happened, then asked, "Can I hold Noah?" Cue instant smiles. I had to tell Tori that he'd ever been crying when she walked by fifteen seconds later.

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Tori: "Earlier I heard Peter singing, "Life is great.... but everyday is diffy-cult..."

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A sour cream beard. What could be better? (And for those of you who may wonder how anybody could get that messy eating; this was totally on purpose. Lol!)

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This has been a running thing for Tori and Josiah since we moved. "Where's your scary face?!" *eyes get wider and wider and wider and wider until she acknowledges it's scary*

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Recreating a picture from a couple years ago. Aren't they cool?

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 Absolutely nothing says comfort to me as much as making and eating robust homemade food. Baking is like writing for me. If it's something I have no choice but to do, it can stress me out (hello late promised blog posts), but it's the first thing I want to do when I want to do something just "for fun". And all little people like to make banana bread...




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We celebrated my Grandparents' birthday a little early a couple weeks ago at my Aunt's house. Seriously, y'all, being close to family is an awesome blessing! Tori and I ran into Dollar General before we got there... and then ran into a grocery store afterwards.  While I can't tell you all that happened at Dollar Tree (oh my, it was too much!), I will say that to explain how it went, I was trying so hard to act natural admitting that I didn't know where the lighters were, that I couldn't find the lighters I was standing in front of for three minutes. Yeah.
So we go into the grocery store for a snack for the little ones, a snack for the older ones, and coffee drinks. Mind you, this was AFTER our experience that afternoon. I wasn't feeling optimistic.
The door wouldn't open.
So I checked the time. And they were still open.
Tori pointed to a guy leaving, and she said, "If people are coming out, there has to be a way in."
"Well then, we're using that door," I answered, heading further down. This one opened, and I hoped that was the only mishap.
I was wise this time. Instead of looking for one item on my list at a time, I just decided to start at one end and just pick stuff up if I found it. Lol. This worked for the snacks. Not so much for the coffee. I looked in every drink fridge, front and back. Some several times. Tori pointed to a sign.
"Bri, they have a Starbucks here. Why would they sell bottled coffee?" Well. Good point. I called Mama to ask her what she wanted me to do, and she told me to check the cold section rather than the front. There were none there, but while trying to tell her that, I saw some cartons, and we decided to get those. I headed back to the front telling Mama how things were going, and she asked if we could get water. I headed back to the back, got the water, and hung up. And then Tori says, "There's the coffee."
Grrrrrrrr. Well, it was warm, so we wouldn't have wanted it anyway. But Tori's comment to that was, "With as long as we've been in this store, we could have put them in the freezer while we shopped and they would have been fine."
"Very funny. Why can't I ever need to 'run into" a store I know where stuff is?", I moaned. Then I thought a moment and added, "Ya' know... like.... Hobby Lobby. I just realized that's the only store I really know well enough for that." Lol!

Saturday, July 30, 2016

I'm Her Favorite Nephew...

We started noticing that a lot of our stuff seemed to be missing, and so Bethani and I went out to the garage one morning to see what was out there. We had been told that nothing else would fit in the house and leave us room to walk, so things had been left in the garage. We were also finding out that a lot of boxes had the strangest labels for what they held. We were finding laundry room items in the bedroom boxes, and other strange things. The most questionable was when I noticed that our kitchen corner baskets seemed to be missing. I couldn't find them, but knew they couldn't be in a box of their own, so I was worried how much else we might be needing space for in the kitchen that was rapidly filling up. While in the garage I found a box labelled "library baskets". I almost threw it to the side, because we didn't need them in the house, but I decided to open it just because I knew that the baskets wouldn't take as much space as the box, and we badly needed space, haha. I also figured, a box with two baskets in it wouldn't take long to unload. I opened it, and there, in the library box, that was in the garage, I found the kitchen baskets. Like, ?!?!?!?!?! How they ended up there (they had to have carried them upstairs for some strange reason and just thrown them in any available box when they realized they still had them?) we still aren't sure! I was hoping to find my stationary/cards and whatnot that day... five days in the new house and I had already thought of mailing three cards. As this box of cards was not found until this week (Daddy found it in the "printer" box!), I've discovered I'm bit obsessed with mailing letters.

While I was in the garage, Andrew and Tori were putting Mama's secretary back to rights. Tori found Mama's cards, and apparently discovered a card for a nephew (Mama has no idea where this thing came from, haha!). Later that afternoon, I sat down to read my bible, and tucked into the pages I was reading was a card with mama's handwriting. I thought that was unusual, but also really sweet, so I opened it right away.


Hard to see, but, "You're my favorite Nephew."

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"And the 'mane' purpose of this card is to wish you a mighty fine birthday."

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Notice no name.

And it isn't my birthday.

I knew this had to be the doing of Tori, especially when she came in and asked me about it with a grin, but she insisted Andrew had something to do with it. I'm still not quite sure how it went, but I do know that they both had a hand in it, lol. And they got Mama to write on it, to hide their trail (badly ;).) Tori tried to convince me that she foraged Mama's handwriting, and I started reminding her of all the reasons this was impossible... and somehow she took this as a reminder to myself, and she's still convinced that she made me believe her (and she has admitted she didn't). Lol! So, I've become her favorite nephew, which she reminds me of often, lol!

This little prank was payed back, though, when she realized I'd found more games in the garage, hahaha! She had unpacked the game/movie closet, and she was sure three boxes before the end that she couldn't get any more to fit (she did, nicely, though). Someone offered to finish it for her near the end, and she was like, "I have come too far to not finish it now! Everybody better be careful of this closet when I'm done. I've spent so much time with it, it's going to be like my baby", haha :). So when I brought in more movies, she got to work putting them away, and I hear "We have too many books! I MEAN GAMES. I MEAN MOVIES!!!! TOO MUCH EVERYTHING!!!", haha :). I thought it was funny since the movies were the only thing that Peter was sorry that anybody had to spent the time packing up ;).

Since our move in, we've been learning how to use the stove (come to find out the large burners also have a smaller burner size within them, and you have to make sure you've turned the knob to the right side, or eggs won't cook), cleaning and unpacking more and more boxes, helping Josiah put a Yoda (or, as he named him, "Soda") figurine's head back on (so. many. times. I was about ready to just glue it on by the time his own toys were unpacked and he gave it back to Tori), and wading through lots of packing paper, haha. The little ones spent a whole evening jumping in paper and building box houses... they turned the boxes upside down and crawled under them. But not until they had, as Emmi said "Made air holes". As she stabbed the poor box with a pen. Only Emmi would think of something like that at her age, haha ;).




Friday, July 29, 2016

150 Boxes of Books

While we may not have had that many books, I've mentally been calling them that after the mover's observation as the truck was being loaded up, haha :). As soon as we got the kitchen mostly unpacked (it was the most needed room of the house), we started unpacking books (they were the most numerous amount of space-taking, easily emptied boxes). Mama and I had to move the shelves before anything could go on them, and as Tori walked by, we heard "Deja vu", hahahaha :). (New readers may need to read this blog post to get why this comment threw us all into laughter ;). Thankfully there were no books on the shelves this time ;).)

The first box that I pulled pulled books out of had a book titled "After the Boxes are Unpacked". Kind of jumping ahead of things, but I thought it was funny :). What was even funnier was that the very LAST box I unpacked happened to hold a book titled "At Home in South Carolina", haha :). The first chance I got after the books were unloaded (which happened to be while snuggling a sleeping Noah, which made it even better!), I settled down with Jasmine Baucham's "Joyfully at Home". It's always an encouraging read! It was fun reading it this time, though, because she had her baby that week, and it was fun to see all the dreams she had that she was surrendering to the Lord... and now he's fulfilled those dreams in ways she couldn't see then :). Josiah lost no time in settling down to enjoy his own unearthed treasures, either. I found him playing with his beloved box of cars before I even knew that Andrew was unloading the toy boxes in his room, haha :).

Those first few days were interesting... Daddy was shopping for one day at a time, we were constantly moving boxes just to find boxes that we could actually unpack, and the days were so short, lol! At one point I decided that I NEEDED some solid food, so I decided to make myself a microwave egg. After I cracked it, I discovered the salt wasn't unpacked, or easily found, so I had a rather bland egg, lol. And I discovered I'm pretty needy when it comes to my afternoon snack.. I often eat popcorn (Mama has told me I'm addicted several times, lol...), but didn't have time to make it during that first week, and we didn't have any of the other "normal" treats (or ordinary nap times for the little ones to sneak them during... lol). At one point, I scrounged through the kitchen, and ended up walking out with a spoon of whipped cream and chocolate chips, and announced to the world, "We have none of the staples of life." Mama asked what staples were, and I informed her, "Steak or ice cream." Which even I find odd, because I rarely eat, and never crave, steak. Daddy came home bearing ice cream, which truly proves how much our parents take care of our needs AND our un-needed needs ;). I had Tori very disturbed a couple nights ago, though, because I was just laying there, thinking of ice cream (coffee, ice cream, popcorn, robust homemade meals (think: lasagna), and chocolate anything-but-bacon, those are my five food groups, not necessarily in any order ;)), and I just started laughing. When she asked what was going on, I told her, "I was just thinking of that first week here. WHAT made me eat cool whip with chocolate chips?!" It seemed so needed at the time... now, with our full pantry and fridge, it seems like the most unlikely thing for me to do, and I'm kind of surprised at myself that that even crossed my mind to substitute for ice cream, hahaha! Tori just kind of shook her head at me and went back to her book, haha! She's rather used to me by now ;).

A Surprising Detective

We went to Ihop for breakfast the next morning and did some shopping before we went to the house to get some cleaning done. Andrew threatened to get chicken nuggets for breakfast, but decided to get a stack of large pancakes. Mama has been reading the "Little House" books during our nightly read aloud, and we just finished "The Long Winter". When everyone gasped at Royal Wilder eating 21 pancakes, Mama told them that they were probably "about this size", as she showed with her fingers. "Probably about three times the size of the ones Andrew ate at Ihop". When you thought about it that way, nobody seemed to think it was that much anymore, haha. But, while Andrew did enjoy his pancakes, I actually heard him lamenting his choice later... "The only place I didn't get chicken nuggets was at Ihop..." he told me. Lol! Daddy set the washer up before we left for supper, although someone was supposed to come the next day to do it. It was nice to get the clothes going then, especially since the guys who were coming the next day to level it broke down and we ended up being an additional stop for someone else after his own shift!

We went to our favorite Mexican restaurant for supper. It's nice to be back home and just KNOW that those familiar, memory filled, homelike places are around, even when we're not there, haha. It was nice just to be sitting there, snuggling Noah and eating our favorite cheese sauce, laughing about chicken nuggets (which we hadn't even realized until this trip could be found on a Mexican menu) and just enjoying sharing our thoughts. Just walking across that parking lot was cozy feeling... haha.

The next day we worked on unpacking the kitchen, and Mama and Daddy went out to grab some items we needed. They brought supper back, and Josiah was disturbed by the toy in his kid's meal. He pulled it out, and I saw him look around like, "Is this normal?". Then the other little ones opened up theirs and got so excited, and I could see his face kind of go, "I guess I should be excited too?" And he started showing it to everybody and get excited, haha :). He and Peter got matching toys, and that was how we first discovered that Peter has a detective side to him.

Peter has always been one of those poetic, head-in-the-clouds people. When Tori asked Andrew why he had something in his box the other day, Andrew told her he hadn't put it there, and Peter piped up, "Maybe he was just looking up at the sky... thinking... and just picked it up and dropped it there without seeing...". And that pretty much sums up the way he goes through life. He's typically tender and comes up with the sweetest ideas or thoughts, but Josiah does notice more than he does usually.

So we were amazed to see how he handled the situation the next morning when he decided that he wanted his toy back that he had given to Josiah. Mama told him that he needed to get Josiah's first before he took his from him. Everybody pitched in to look for it, and Abbi found it and brought it to Mama. Mama called Peter and gave that one to him. Mind you, they are identical.

"I want mine," Peter told Mama.

We were kind of taken aback, and asked him, "How do you know that's not yours?!"

"I want mine, that's warm from Josiah's hand." *switches with Josiah* "See? It's warm because he has been holding it for a really long time."

Who would have thunk?!