So times are a changing here in the King household.
Almost 2 teens live here, and soon to be a bunch of pre-teens to follow. :)
Trying to find common ground around here.
Music.
Hmmmm.
It has been a challenge.
Mama tends to be a bit more lenient than dad. ;)
We push christian music...but even then, you have to watch the lyrics.
I have learned the hard way. :/
Sharing with you a favorite dance song of the girls right now.
Just wanna keep you up to speed. :))
https://youtu.be/W2UV_2UJ8hg
This was on a jumping pillow on one of our camping trips this summer. Dads gotta have fun too ya know. :)
Kaden trying to learn the art of skim boarding...I came to the conclusion that it's harder for the big boys. :0)
And this peeps. My siblings and I. These people are who helped form who I have become. This is WHY i am a mostly quiet, reserved mama with a servant heart. :)
And this picture is from a hard week. Matt had to stay behind because we had BIG chickens at the time, with a HOT forecast...so mama made the sacrifice for the kids, and the rest of my extended family, to make the trek alone. We had a great time...but it was nice to be home again. My hat is off to ANY single parent, fighting in this world. alone. Ugh.
We hosted a corn hole tournament this summer, at our home, for our church. What a fun afternoon. We ALMOST made it...but alas, we lost to the winners. :/
And this precious peeps rent from us. This was party day, and unfortunately it was the same day as the corn hole tourney, so we were unable to make the party...but I am sure it was a blast!! The 2 younger dressed in white were celebrating baptism and then the twins were celebrating turning 18...WOWZAS.
A quick glimpse at some summer pics. And now...we are about to be in the thick of the school year. Right? Conferences are right around the corner. :))
I was inspired this morning, during an early morning jog.
Found this song, quite by accident.
Burned thru some data then, but it's okay...she kept me moving.
And worshipping thru a run, well, now that's somethin'. :))
One of my *new* faves.
Take a listen.
How is life going for you?
So busy, right?
I think that's why part of this song resonated with me.
Did you listen to the words?
It's perfect for my world right now.
I typed the words out...
[I know it's all you got to just be strong.
And it's a fight just to keep it together. together.
I know you think that you are too far gone.
But HOPE is NEVER lost.
But HOPE is NEVER lost.
HOLD on. DON'T let go.
HOLD on. DON'T let go.
Just take one step closer.
Put one foot in front of the other.
You'll get thru this.
Just follow the light in the darkness.
You're gonna be okay...
I know your heart is heavy from those nights.
But just remember that you ARE a fighter.
A fighter.
You never know just what tomorrow holds.
And you're stronger than you know.
Stronger then you know.
Hold on, Don't let go.
Hold on, Don't let go.
Just take one step closer.
Put one foot in front of the other.
You'll get thru this.
Just follow the light in the darkness.
One step closer
Put one foot in front of the other.
You'll get thru this,
Just follow the light in the darkness.
You're gonna be okay.
And when the night is closing in.
Don't give up and don't give in.
This won't last. It's not the end. It's not the end.
You're gonna be okay.
And when the night is closing in.
Don't give up and don't give in.
This won't last. It's not the end. It's not the end.
You're gonna be okay.]
I can get so easily overwhelmed.
All these thoughts swirling around in my head.
My grieving heart, as one more Christian family removes their children from our public school system.
We needed them. I needed them to stand in the gap with me. I am believing my children are going to survive in this world, and they are going to make a difference where they are at, and they are going to have a relationship with Jesus. He is going to save them. Am I sacrificing my children in this fallen world by sending them to our public school? Am I?
***And please...I am just thinking outloud. I know education is a very personal decision, and high calling. Each family makes the decision that is right for them. I am not looking to offend anyone, and am not looking for critical comments to be left for me...I am speaking of Matt and I's calling to our public school system, and voicing some of my frustrations...that is all. Thanks.***
My wondering soul...our quick fix society. I feel like more people are medicated now then ever before. Why? Why are we not able to cope with our feelings and emotions in healthy ways? I broke down during family vacation the other week, and sobbed. I was feeling overwhelmed with my circumstances...Do we as a society know that it is okay to grieve. It's okay to feel sad and angry sometimes? Sometimes I feel like we think life should always be happy...
***And please...again...I am not looking to offend anyone. I am voicing my real life, real time thoughts. I know there is a place for medication. A very needed place. I believe medication can be a real life line and necessity to survive and function well...please do not become upset with my words if you need medication. You are not who I am speaking too...***
I am taking big strides this coming school year, in my mama world.
My baby is going to kindergarten.
Four of my five children are entering new school buildings.
Another year filled with hope and anticipation. Excitement and disappointment.
Lord, help me be the mother my children need.
And our summer. Help us have a good one. :)
I ponder over to a recent conversation I had with my sister.
We parent very differently. Partly out of belief, and partly out of necessity.
(Summertime living on a busy farm with 5 children, is very different then her having her summer "off" with her 3 kids...as she is a teacher.)
She will never agree with me, nor I with her.
And that's okay. We love as we can.
And this teen parenting thing.
Ready or not...it is here. :)))
{Hold on. Don't let go.
Just take one step closer.
Put one foot in front of the other,
and we'll get thru this.
Follow the light thru the darkness.}
And who am i kidding. Maybe there won't be any darkness in the teen years?
Can always hope, right? :))
Well. Those are my thoughts for now.
-love-
Poor Karolina. Age 5. Napping during one of Kaden's baseball games.
And THESE are my people.
Daddy. Mommy. Kaden- 13, Kaycee-12, Campbell-10, Calli-8 and Karolina-5.
Karolina's drawing. Age 5. Her attention to detail and design. ;)
i am not quite sure how it all happened?
but. it has.
and i kinda like it.
i was always practicing my writing as a child.
really. my whole life.
cursive. printing. just writing.
i like to write. and i always have. seems to me that my thoughts come out better that way too.
i feel like i wear a million hats, so why not painter? ;)
i am stepping WAY out of my comfort zone this weekend,
and actually setting up a stand at an outdoor market.
say WHAT?
i know. :)
tell me about it.
please come down my way, and stop in, and say hi.
It is at: Penn's Farm
401 Zook Road, Christiana, PA.
from 9am-5 pm.
here are some of my most recent scribbles.
a major difference in my signs in comparison to the other million out there:
are that they are handwritten.
they are not stenciled.
sometimes i write out my words in pencil, and paint over them.
sometimes i just free hand.
depends on my mood.
or...if it's a custom order, and spacing needs to be more exact. ;)
so...a short commercial to come see me saturday, 5/20/17.
hopefully it is gorgeous, warm, sunny weather. In case it's a bust...at least i can get a tan. ;)
This song is helping me be a better wife. mom. daughter. sister. friend.
period.
It is also helping me clean my house. :))
and my kid's rooms, because i chose not to fight that battle this week. :/
Crank it up. And sing.
be blessed.
oh. and P.S. God...if it's not too much to ask. PLEASE enable my children to be the kids in this video, showing YOUR love, by picking up the girls books for her. NOT the mean kid that tripped her in the first place. #pleaseendmeankids #thatsall.
I had seen plenty of lockers for sale over the years, but MY lockers:
a) had to be in pretty good condition, and had to:
b) be cheap. ;)
FINALLY...i got some lockers.
Thanks to some cousin chatter. (Thanks Chelsea ;))
I did "clear" the decision with Matt.
I even measured on my own.
Impressive people. :))
I painted them. Lots and lots of spray paint.
And then...
then...they sat. They sat in the driveway. They sat in the garage. and they sat some more.
You get the picture.
We finally had the discussion.
Matt had voted the basement, and I had voted the mudroom.
For anyone who has been in our mudroom...you realize, for them to go in there, we had to tear out a closet. No big deal, right?
Until your hubs does NOT want to touch the closet. Or the mudroom at all.
Insert panic. A bit of panic and regret.
I am kind of a middle child. I am a people pleaser. Probably one of the top reasons my husband picked me. ;) I am not aggressive. I am not usually confrontational. I can be quiet. I am an introvert...the last 2 could be debatable...but that is only because I married my husband, and have changed to be more like him. :)
To make a long story short...I didn't give up this time.
I did not take no for an answer.
And the demo started. Kaden, his friend, Kyle and Matt started tearing apart one afternoon, when I had NO IDEA it was going to happen THAT day. Talk about motivation. I was hosting a holiday party at the end of the week. Yikes.
Beginning to tear out the closet...
Closet is out. Now you notice, the drop ceiling needs to come out also. :))
Ceiling is out...found a gorgeous fun blue color underneath...which I decided not to touch. Matt is now working on hiding all the wiring...
The project turned into a MUCH bigger project than I anticipated. This room was mostly made up of paneling. It was at one time a porch, and then enclosed. (If only I could have a porch). ;)) So...the paneling was in awful shape anyway, so it started to get torn down, which revealed the original siding of the house...which i decided i LOVED. This picture shows some of the wiring getting hidden...
The flooring also had to be ripped out...I had gotton this light at a consignment shop a few months earlier, and could not WAIT to hang it. I asked an electrician friend to come over and wire it for me...DELIGHTED with how it looks.
And THANKS Brandon. You can also see I started painting awhile. The goal is a bright WHITE room.
I am not sure why I liked dark red so much, almost 10 years ago, when we moved here??
And THIS lovee's is the finished project.
i absolutely LOVE it!!
Sooooo glad i was persistent, and did not take no for an answer. :))
The chalkboard is actually covering a framed out window that had been there.
Needed to come up with something cute up there to cover that akward space.
What better then a chalkboard? :))
Can't actually believe anyone would still be checking in here, but just in case.
My apologies. Instagram is so much quicker.
I LOVE blogging.
But who am I kidding?
Life has gotton so busy.
It was always busy, but this is a different busy, an i am not home busy.
Which makes it hard to blog.
Blah. Blah. Blah.
I will stop making excuses. :))
Where do I even start?
Okay. Well. Then I guess we will start back on December 30, 2016 when Kaycee turned 12.
This girl. Is somethin'.
I know I do not give her enough of my time and attention, mostly because she doesn't demand it.
And well....when you are one of five kids, if you are quiet and mind your business, you get lost in the shuffle.
I try to be intentional.
But it is so super hard.
Kaycee loves art.
She loves to paint. And color. And draw. And write.
She loves playing the flute.
She doesn't appreciate sports. Like at all.
She is kind of a pack rat. Keeps a lot of everything.
She is quiet. I have to really dig to find out about her. Her day. Her life. Her feelings.
It takes so much time. It's time well spent. But a lot of time.
She loves looking at my instagram. ;)
She still loves reading. She is super good at school.
Donut cake this year.
Mostly because why not? :)
6th grade is figuring out some of who you are.
So far Kaycee is mostly sweatshirt/jeans/sneaks kind of girl.
No make up.
Lots of emotion. At the drop of a dime.
No girly-girl anything though.
She LOVES to braid her hair, and is getting so good at it.
She also loves to knit and crochet, and makes things out of nothing.
I call that a genius.
She doesn't follow patterns, or anything...just figures it out. LOVE.
These 2 are 17 months apart.
I was wondering how these teen years are going to go for them.
So far. So good.
It's fun to watch them interact together.
So fun.
Oh Kaycee girl.
You are a treasure.
You see black and white always.
There is never any gray for you.
What a strength.
You are loved and appreciated so much.
Your quiet, gentle spirit is a gift.
Keep working hard. And being kind. And smiling.
God loves you and has great things in store for your life.
