Well, I don’t see any apples. I see some kind of evil-eyed guy with a helmet…
Apples?
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Two Generations and a Lawnmower*
One really cool thing about hanging out with Grandpa.
(“Except the bumps,” Atticus says.)
*Title by Mr. Hawke ;P
My Little Helper :)
By Atticus, who came to help me get ready for my sub yesterday morning. ๐
One thing about being a teacher is that a day off is almost never a day completely off. Plans and copies must be made; classroom desks must be organized; agendas on the board must be written.
So while I took care of all that I need to, Attie amused himself with the markers and board. Love it!
Beauty
…in the strangest of places…
Praying, Hoping, Loving
photo credit: rolandojones
This morning, we were sitting in the van at the bus stop, right on the side of Highway 29.
It was about 7:15, and since we had a little time before the big yellow bus would be stopping to pick up Lucas on its way to school, we were checking out the little black birds and robins hopping around in the grass.
And then we spotted a little rabbit, in between two telephone poles, and way too close to the road for comfort.
“Don’t go to the road, little rabbit!” we all said aloud, though the rabbit was far away and oblivious to his audience.
But with each little meandering hop, the little bunny got closer and closer to the cars, trucks, buses, vans whizzing by … sure destruction!
I could see the splat in my mind. I certainly didn’t want to witness it with my boys!
Lucas decided we should all pray.
“In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti.” Lucas, Atticus, and I — good Catholics — made the sign of the cross on our chests: “Amen.”
As I thought to begin a prayer for our new hopping friend, Lucas started one of his own:
“Dear God, please protect the little bunny rabbit and don’t let him get hurt on the road. Amen.”
So precious! My heart is full of joy, peace, and love just writing it. (And missing, as well, since today is the day we have to let him go for a week…)
And such that I am, I couldn’t let the life-lesson opportunity pass.
“Sometimes, you guys are like that little rabbit,” I began (probably with my teacherly tone, though I’m not sure I would recognize it myself), “on the edge of getting hurt or getting in trouble. And we try to do everything we can to keep you away from it.
“Sometimes, we have to go right up to you and pull you away, especially if it’s really dangerous, like walking in a parking lot or not getting lost in a store.
“And other times, if it’s not life-or-death, we stay back a little — praying, hoping, loving — to let you learn how to stay out of trouble on your own. Because eventually, there will be times when we just can’t get that close, like when you’re in school, Lucas. Or when you’re at Susie’s, Attie.
“We can’t be right there beside you guys all the time, and you need to be able to figure out where the road is for yourself.”
By the time my little lecture was over, the bunny had hopped into the taller grasses at the far end of the yard, out of danger for the time-being, at least.
We cheered.
Then, the bus came and went, my little one inside, going down that big highway, and Attie and I drove on into our day, me praying, hoping, and loving.
Mother’s Day Macro
These gorgeous irises were a gift to my mother from my brother. They were originally growing in Franklin County, I believe, where our grandmother Ruby Barbour grew up. She brought some back to Danville, and gave some to Bobby to take to Lynchburg before she died.
Looking Down
No, not that kind of down. ๐
It was a good evening, actually. After Mass, we took the boys to Burger King and then to see Rio. It was a really cute and very colorful (literally, again) love story set in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Eye candy (Carnival parade!) with a happy ending.
Afterward, in the lobby, the kids wanted to check out the arcade games, and Kevin was chatting with some people he works with, so I just took some pictures. I love to try to see familiar things in new ways, and looking through the scope of the viewfinder can definitely do that.
This is the carpet. I like the pattern.
Mother’s Day Art
This is one of the few reasons I wish I taught elementary grades: all the cute-as-can-be collectible art. This piece was in Lucas’ bookbag when he came home today. So cute!
And here’s the back… A Mario Brothers special Bowser’s Flower picture! Check out Mario with the purplish-red hat and Luigi with the green one. ๐
Happy Mother’s Day to all of you moms out there! And special prayers this weekend for all the mothers who have lost their babies of all ages…
Every Second of Every Day: Our Theme Song :)
I’ve been playing around with a tool called Cinch this week.
It’s a website and a synced app that allow you to easily record audio, attach a message and image, and share with Twitter and Facebook followers and friends. You can also download, link, or embed the MP3 file.
You can see the widget I add over on the far right sidebar. It will play all of the “cinches” I’ve saved so far, once of which is our theme song, finally on our website:
Yay. Sounds pretty good considering it was recorded on the laptop at the Cinch site.
I’m not sure what happened to the player, so here is the same file, downloaded from Cinch.fm:
Here’s a YouTube video of the song. ๐
And here are the lyrics:
Every Second of Every Day by Jo & Kevin Hawke Everything I do, every word I say Every second of every day I give it all to you; I give it all away Every second of every day Everything I am, every little flaw, is a canvas on which you can draw. I give it all to you; I give it all away Every second of every day And in the morning when I look out on the day I can say it is good 'cause it is yours And in the evening when I look back on the day I can say it was good 'cause it was yours Everything I am, all the bad and good: All my thoughts, all my feelings, all my beliefs I give them all to you; I give them all today Every second of every day And when I feel like giving up And when I take pride in what I've done, It's a travesty of your majesty And in the morning when I look out on the day I can say it is good 'cause it is yours And in the evening when I look back on the day I can say it was good 'cause it was yours Everything I do, every word I say Every second of every day
Copyright ยฉ Jo & Kevin Hawke โ Licensed under CC BY-NC-ND 4.0
Blue-Eyed Girl
I found this today when I was organizing arts and crafts stuff. Pretty sure I did it last fall. I don’t really know what inspired it; she’s way different than most people I draw. More cartoonish. I kinda like it.