Baking Cookies With My Boy

If you follow me much, 

you know that I am no Susie Homemaker.

I like to move things around,

make rooms pretty,  

but keep me out of the kitchen.

I can mess up the easiest dish.

Even refrigerated chocolate chip cookies. 

Instruction:

1.  Open the package.

2. Cut the refrigerated

dough.

3.  Roll into little balls. Let Connor man think he's really making cookies.

4.  Shhhh.  Take a bite of cookie dough.

5.  Yes, you can have another one. 

Don't tell mommy, okay?

Our secret.  HeeHeeHee

6.  Bake (not done)

7.  Bake again (burnt)

Ok, ok. Now you know.

Baking sheet $0  

Refrigerated dough-$2

Time with my little man- Priceless!

Hometown Airstrip with the Boys

I counted a total of 4 weeks in December and January 

that I was able to spend with my children. 

I think that's the most we've been together since 

my nest became empty in 2003.

In my small town, we have a very small airstrip.

Connor is a Dusty fan so he's all about planes. 

I can't begin to tell you what joy it was
 to see the awe on his little face.

No one was standing by for take off so

we took the liberty to walk around.

This was his first look into a real plane.

He wanted to get in so badly.

He called this one, "Dusty."

It was freezing and raining so it wasn't long
before we headed back inside.

I just love this picture, Connor holding hands with his Grandy.

Three boys together, a Kodak moment!

Inside he found a book of Dustys.

Of course, Grandy had lots of stories to tell 

about where his daddy grew up.

I opened the door to his house last week 

and the first thing he asked was, 

"Where's Grandy? Can we see the planes?"

Grandy enjoyed his first little girl while they were home.

Now, he's ready to hold his newest little girl.

She was in the NICU the last time he saw her.

I asked him when he was ready to go.

He said, "Now!"

This is our most recent picture.
I can't believe how much she's changed.

Happy Thursday!

I think I heard the prediction of snow in tomorrow's forecast.

Maybe a Little Rant

This is not a rant, I promise!

Well, I guess it may be

a little rant

in a nice way.

I like to read different blogs.

I admit to having a connection with some

more than others.

I think that's only natural.

There are some really great blogs out there 

with 1000+ followers and I love to read them.

There are the published one and those who

use their blogs for income and have 

oodles of comments to one post.

I certainly don't begrudge that.  

That's wonderful!

Although that is not what my blog is about.

Okay, I don't know how to make a long story short

but I'll get to my point.

When I'm reading the blogs that have lots of ads, 

it takes forever for the posts to come up.

The little circle thingy goes round and round

and I finally give up and go on to the next blog.

I probably miss some really great ideas because of this. 

Is there an answer?

If it's something on my end, please let me know.

If there's not, well

life is just too short, not to BE HAPPY!

And these little one sure make me smile.

So, I'm not gonna spend much energy fretting over it.

Just wondering.

Be happy and tell me what you really think.

Nothing can steal my joy.

A Clean Slate

All the Christmas decorations are down.

Actually, when I got home the tree was gone.

Well, sort of, but not really.

It was in the corner of the guest bedroom,

leaning against the wall. 

Mr. H really does try.

Time to put it all away and start again.

Don't you love a clean slate?

Put away the old, bring in the new. 

In my case, it's usually put away the new, 

bring in the old.

I like the elegant among the rust

and the old among the new.

My son and DIL gave me the new birdcage.  

I've already found a home for it.

This got me to thinking.

Sometimes it's good to start over.

Sometimes it's good to purge, just get rid of all the junk.

Kinda like a detox, it's good to just get it all out:)

Yelp, that too.

Been thinking about that today and my need

 to let God just come in and get rid of all the crud, 

all the mess that doesn't need to be in my heart.

You know, give me a clean slate. 

That's what's so great about a new year.

To me, it's a new beginning.

My prayer today, 

"Lord, help me to see through the holes.  Through the torn.

Let me catch a glimpse of you and that you will bring grace

and glory through my broken and unfulfilled dreams.

Help me to see that you wipe the slate clean 

and you give new vision.

Thank you for new beginnings, a clean slate to start again.

When all is not perfect, allow me to see beauty among the rust

and wholeness in the brokenness."

Thank you again, Lord for a clean slate,