I held off on starting breakfast until the kids were up and could help me assemble it.
We dipped marshmallows in butter and cinnamon as though anointing with oil and preparing the body with spices.
rolled them in crescent rolls as though in a shroud
Then we dipped them in butter and cinnamon a second time
We baked them while we got dressed and, voila!
The tomb is empty.
The kids joined the choir (really – the choir is there) to sing for Palm Sunday. While I won’t pretend Katriel had a clue what the words are I can promise you she was having a delightful time participating in worship.
Oh – yum. I love this class!!!
Aren’t they beautiful?
Hanny got the good news she is back to just two hours a day of patching AND she gets new lenses with a weaker prescription. YAY left eye! Keep up the good work.
Having gotten ill on the day that we had first planned for her party, we finally had the opportunity to celebrate with many of her friends on April 1st.
These sweet little ones played a few games, dined on chicken nuggets & fruit, and opened gifts.
As she opened gifts she “read” the cards. They mostly said the pretty close to the same thing: “Happy birthday Katriel. We are friends. I love you, and you love me, and Jesus loves us.”
But my favorite photo:
It’s that time of year again. The older kids got to be a part of the annual CBS play. Stewart has been doing FLCC Biology class this semester and was not part of the production, but he DID get finished in lab early enough to come over and watch it!
These lovely ladies accompanied me to a few stores as I looked for new curtains for our living room make over. Apparently Johanna was quite affected by my difficulty in making a decision on which window panels to buy; she asked her Pioneer Girls friends to pray for mommy to be able to choose curtains.
Really.
Were every bit as yummy as they were beautiful!
As Marie and I were preparing dinner the other night, Johanna called out, “Do you want to know why Katriel is crying?” I’d barely noticed the whining type cry from the stair area of the house.
Without waiting for a reply, Johanna continued, “She’s crying because of how dinner smells.”
Katriel then chimed in, “I’m going to die. It’s so stinky and bad.”
It was sweet, spicy, sticky chicken. And it was delicious.
Today Hanny did some cooking of her own.
She made kibble for her dog, Bolt.
And Nigel brought in the beauty of nature to show us.
Three seconds after this photo it fell to the ground.
And shattered.
It’s how we roll.
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