Monday, April 30, 2007




He's truly all boy!

*please click on the turtle so you can get a good idea of how colorful and cool he really is. (Sorry I'm so obsessed.) did you know they can live up to 70 years?! and also, the tempertature of their nests when they are born determines whether it will be male or female! crazy! also, i found out that this particular turtle is the only turtle native to Idaho. It's called a painted turtle. ok, ok, i'm done with the turtle lesson.

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Friday, April 20, 2007

I'm Actually Embarassed

Iced-Double-Tall-Macchiato-style-latte with Caramel Drizzel.

I'm such a hopeless, coffee snob.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Parenting Boot Camp

This last weekend, KC and I had the pleasure of watching some friends' children while they were out of town.
Our future flashed before our eyes as we went from our one child to four! It was a lot of work, and I have realized just how selfish I can be only having to care for Colson. It was good training and provided excitement for little Rumreys to come, Lord willing.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

A Walk on the Wild Side

Colson and I were adventuring through our wetland-backyard when we stumbled into this cool turtle. It's called a Western Pond Turtle, and it's cute. God is very cool! Colson of course can't decide if it's a turtle or a dinosaur, and he was much more interested in throwing rocks in the pond rather than looking long at it.
I love our mommy & boy outings!

Kitchen Woes, part 2

Last Night, as I thought I was heating up frozen peas on my stove-top, I heard a loud cracking noise. The dish that holds my butter was on a burner close to the peas; it had broken into 3 pieces, and was now smoking as the butter was obviously melted and oozing out onto the burner from underneath. I had turned on the wrong burner, and the butter dish paid the price. Next thing I know the butter caught on fire and smoke and flames were blazing out of my stove! Good thing KC was there as I was all in a flutter. He calmly got off the phone, grabbed a heavy dish towel and put the fire out! Praise God for objective men!

***Unfortunately, I was unable to capture the fire event on camera. In retospect, I suppose I could have taken a picture of of the broken butter dish, but what can you do? It's in the trash now. ***

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Chesterton on Babies

"When we look upon lives so human and yet so small...we feel the same kind of obligation to these creatures that God might feel...



But it is the humerous look of children that is perhaps the most endearing of all the bonds that holds the cosmos together...They give us the most perfect hint of humor that awaits us in the Kingdom of Heaven"

-G.K. Chesterton-

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Monday, April 9, 2007

He will Swallow up Death in Victory!

Isn't it perfect that we celebrate Christ's Resurrection in the Spring? When life emerges from below, birthing and bearing forth vine and fruit. In this we are pointed so clearly to Jesus, who is life, who did die, and was buried, and indeed rose again from the dead! Creation orchestrates the life of Christ and the blessed hope we have of sharing in his death, and therefore, his life!
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Thursday, April 5, 2007

Happy Spring

The following passage is from Lord of the Rings: Return of the King, after Frodo and
Sam were rescued from Mount Doom and the ring was destroyed:

"'A great shadow departed,' said Gandalf, and then he laughed, and the sound was like music, or like water in a parched land; and as he listened the thought came to Sam that he had not heard laughter, the pure sound of merriment, for days upon days without count. It fell upon his ears like the echo of all the joys he had ever known. But he himself burst into tears. Then, as a sweet rain will pass down a wind of spring and the sun will shine out the clearer, his tears ceased, and his laughter willed up, and laughing he sprang from his bed.

'How do I feel?' he cried. 'Well, I don't know how to say it. I feel, I feel'--he waved his arms in the air--"I feel like spring after winter, and sun on the leaves; and like trumpets and harps and all the songs I have ever heard!'"

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