Tuesday, January 12, 2010

This Guy...

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This guy?

This guy right here?

He's been able to climb like Spider Man for a long time now.

It just never occurred to him to use his skills to climb out of his bed.

Until last week.

It's the end of an era, I tell you.

The end of the nap era.

The end of the sleeping through the night era.

The end of not putting away every single thing he could possibly get into before heading to bed myself era.

Ah, progress....

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Monday, January 11, 2010

Octamom...The Movie...

3 of 8 is the aspiring Steven Spielberg around here. He certainly has quite the cast of actors to work with.

But his preferred medium at the moment is...you guessed it....Legos.

Specifically, Lego stop action film making.

He recruited 5 of 8 as a fellow voice actor, fired up his Flip camera and set about making some movie magic.

I like to think that he gets his Lego creativity from moi...as chronicled here...and here.

Not that I'm delusional enough to think that I would have the patience to render a stop-action film. Heavens, no. While I do love me some stop-action effects and think there is no higher form of it than that perennial holiday favorite of Rudolph and his little claymation buddies, to actually move little bits of material half-centimeters at a time and take shots of each and every move...well, that would require pharmaceuticals to render me able to be that fastidious.

Serious pharmaceuticals.

But 3 of 8 is willing to work with such scrutiny for his art. And he was willing to showcase a bit of it here, a little montage of Legos and Octamom.

Roll tape...






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Sunday, January 10, 2010

Sunday Selah

So we're already a week and some change into the New Year.

2010.

Twenty-ten.

Reminds me of how my kids would try to count. Twenty-nine....Twenty-ten.

I haven't set before myself a concrete set of resolutions for the year. We hit the ground running at the conclusion of the holidays. To be most accurate, we seemed to run through the holidays and just kept on running, even as the ball dropped in Times Square.

So I haven't exactly done what I promote here.

Selah.

Take a pause. Reflect.

But as I begin to turn over in my mind the areas I would like to experience improvement in this new year, points of weakness, points of needed progress, I find myself thankful again that I'm not just out on my own, reading another self-help book, trying to run the program, making the lists, checking off the bullet points.

Thankful indeed.

Because every morning, I get to start over, no matter the failure and frustration of the day before.

Every day.

Sometimes every minute.

Starting over.

To be a new creation in the Lord.

And He allows me to erase the tapes in my head that play over and over, "But that's just how you are. You can't change. You can't become something you're not."

Oh, yes I can.

Through Him.

So perhaps the foundation of my 2010 resolutions begins here. To embrace that I am a new creation. To embrace that I can start over. To embrace that the extravagant soothing of grace wipes the chalkboard of the soul to a clean surface, allowing me to write afresh the things He is laying on my heart.

And so the process continues, the laying aside of the old nature.

The revelation of the new.

Selah.



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Saturday, January 9, 2010

JPEG of the Week

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~You Mere Mortals See a Slide at the Park~
~8 of 8 Sees a Rocket Launcher~
~And He Would Be the Missile~

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Friday, January 8, 2010

So How Goes the Un-Noeling?

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So how's this for accountability?

The tree is in its box...but it's still in the entry way, slowly, slowly making its way toward being stored in the attic.

There is still a crate of decorations at the bottom of the stairs.

And I just noticed that there is a stack of gift bags on the armoire.

I'm comfortable with the fact that I will probably find various Christmas items tucked in odd places.

In April.

I'm still relatively new to this whole 'traveling Christmas' thing, packing up gifts and kids, hitting the road, celebrating a couple of Christmas events, packing back up, heading home, throwing another Christmas. It's fun. And exhausting.

And may I just say, those of you who travel to see your families over the holidays? My hat is off to you.

I was at a women's ministry meeting the other night and I had to laugh. Several of us at the meeting could probably use a vacation to recover from this 'vacation'. Not complaining, you understand.

Just tired.

So I'm cutting myself some slack this year. The decor is all down. It's just not shoved into the various storage areas of the house.

And I'm not hitting my New Year's resolutions with super enthusiasm, just yet.

But I am going to take an extra vitamin C. And I think I might even read a little bit.



I'm just taking a little mental vacation from my recent Christmas vacation.


And maybe you should too.


Would it help if I gave you permission?


Okay, here it is.


You have my permission to have a little breathing time.


Get a cup of tea.


Take a breath.


Wrestle with those crates of decorations next week.


Breathe.


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Thursday, January 7, 2010

It's That Time Again...

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It's becoming something of an Octa-tradition around here.

The winter round of auditions and competition schedule for 2 of 8.

It gets a little crazy.

But I suppose anything that is a passion has a bit of crazy to it.

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We worked on a few audition photographs this week, 2 of 8 twirling and hitting position and jumping and leaping.

Over and over and over.

Wanting to get just the right shot.

A lot like the art of dance itself.

Tremendous practice, repetition, adjustment, all in an effort to create a breathless moment for the audience.

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All poised atop the toes.


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Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Might As Well Jump

Sometimes, when the mood hits, you've just got to.
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Jump, that is.

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Jump with flair!





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Tuesday, January 5, 2010

The Sugar Caper

It turned out that I was very glad to be at therapy with 7 of 8 yesterday morning.

2 of 8 was babysitting the other little kids for me.

Lucky 2 of 8.

Because on her watch, we had this little adventure...

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This would be sugar.

All over the pantry floor.

Are you starting to itch?

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It's sort of festive, in a way. It looks like snow.

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It seems that 5 of 8 was getting the sugar down to sprinkle a bit (or a lot) on his cereal. Since this is a household of 10 people, I typically don't buy anything in small quantities.

Including sugar.

As these photos have proved.

You've got to hand it to 2 of 8. She grabbed the camera, got some shots, then cleaned it all up.

All before I got home.

Love that girl.

But I do have a feeling that I'll be finding sugar granules for quite a while to come.

Let's get it straight from the eyewitnesses, shall we?





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Monday, January 4, 2010

Coin You Feel the Love?

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I'm still working on my Christmas recaps.

Which is what happens when you celebrate three Christmas across several days.

It takes a while to digest all that Noel.

But there was a particular presentation over the Christmas season that was awfully special.

Except it wasn't awful.

Why do we say that? Awfully? When we mean wonderfully?

Seems like Judy Garland said it a lot in The Wizard of Oz.

I know, I know, more tangents.

I never claimed that my mind was a particularly neat and tidy place.

Moving on.

Back to the awfully wonderfully presentation.

My grandmother, in all over her over-90-and-still-sassy glory has been collecting quarters of all the states for her great-grandchildren.

All fifteen of them.

She presented all the kids with a whole collection of the 50 states quarters, along with an original mint quarter and an additional quarter of the state of their birth.

This is a gift five years in the collecting and making...

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I know.

Totally adorable.

Awfully adorable.

The kids were completely delighted and are occasionally allowed to look at their collections.

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I don't know why 8 of 8 dodged being in the 'States Quarters' photo-op. My newest niece has a valid excuse...she's still in utero.

I should probably check 8 of 8's collection, come to think of it. He may have been off looking for a vending machine.


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Sunday, January 3, 2010

Sunday Selah

Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed,
for his compassions never fail.


 They are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
Lamentations 3:22-23


Our concept of time is a little, ah, juvenile.
We talk about 'this time last year' and 'four years ago today.'

As if time were stacked in neat layers, each moment of each day of each year bundled into orderly sheafs that allow us to page back and forth.

But time is slippery.

Our clocks and calendars give us some sense of control over its unctuous surfaces, self-help books extolling methods for capturing time's elusiveness and bending it to our agendas, goals and dreams.

Cute.

But time follows its own beat, its frame stretching languorously into the mists at either pole. It needs no container. It needs no definition.

But we do.

And we long for ways to release us from the past.

And we long for ways to forge a new future.

There is a tool out there, a device that can erase yesterday's debt and write new vision in tomorrow's box. It's the only time management appliance that promises real results.

And that would be grace.

As He crafted our inner beings, our Father knew that we would be battling time through our confinement in this gravity. He knew that we would be haunted by the pages of the calendar that had already been flipped over. He knew that we would fret over the future pages yet to be turned.

And so He came up with this notion of grace.

A washing of time's tread. An emancipation from errant epochs.

We need this concept of a New Year. It's purely conceptual, of course. We continue on the rotation of the planet, whether we see it as a new chapter or not.

But the concept serves us well.

A chance to start over. A marker to redefine the path.

And lighting the way is grace.

The ultimate time management tool.

That we don't even have to know how to operate. That we simply accept.

Happy New Year.

Selah.

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Saturday, January 2, 2010

Friday, January 1, 2010

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Happy New Year!


Love, Joy, Peace, Prosperity and Blessings to you in 2010!
Now let the un-decorating begin...
...after one more cup of coffee...
...and maybe a quick nap...
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Thursday, December 31, 2009

Reflecting on Our Words--The '09 Wrap-Up

What an interesting discipline, this practice of choosing and focusing on a guiding word for the year. It has been a blessing and touchstone throughout '09 to meditate on the facets of excellence as my blog buddies and I have traveled this rotation.

In choosing excellence as my word for 2009, I was expressing a heart's cry to 'come up' in various areas of my life. Because I'm in the business of raising many children, I am also in the business of managing people's expectations. Some folks have very minimal expectations of me, assuming that I am too busy, too distracted to contribute in other areas. Some expect that I must be some kind of 'super mom' and figure I'm the one to call on for any kid-related project.

And the reality is different.


It is focusing on excellence that helps me see what I need to be doing in my day to day life and what needs to be taken to the curb. I can't do it all excellently and there are areas where it is acceptable to me to do simple 'maintenance'. But in those areas I feel the Lord is calling me to serve, a plumb line for me to determine if I am walking where He is leading is to discern the caliber of contribution I am making. And when something comes along that is a good thing but is something that shouldn't be on my plate, holding it up to the light and seeing if it is something that could be accomplished with excellence makes it easier to put down when I see it is something that cannot be done to that level in my present season. Excellence can be defining.

I am so thankful to be on my journey with like-minded people, believers who have let go of legalism and are embracing the miracle of grace. And somehow in the doing, they are also continuing to walk with excellence, not out of a sense of fear or obligation, but out of a grateful heart, wanting to bring their best for the King. Where I set my standards for myself, the level of character I expect from myself, are all outpourings of my desire to please Him, an expression of His in-dwelling.

Has this beacon of excellence been a tool this year? Absolutely. Have I 'achieved' excellence in all the areas I would have liked to? Absolutely not. And that is the purpose of these defining words, to create a philosophy, a guide for our varying paths. Clarity has come this year through this term of excellence, clarity in areas that need more work, clarity in what needs to laid down, clarity in what areas have been refined and may have something to offer.

Excellence.

And the journey continues.




Here are FlyGirl's '09 thoughts...


365 days... 52 weeks... 12 months...

That's how long it's been since Peggy, Annemarie, Wendy, Julie, and I first posted about the words we chose to focus on during 2009. During these months, we forged friendships together as we shared our individual journeys with one another.

Although I chose to focus on FAITH and JOY this year, I must say that I learned as much from my friends' words as I did my own. Balance, discipline, abundance, and excellence made their way into my own life as I read their monthly posts or looked at the photographs and other images that helped them tell their stories. I often found myself contemplating their words alongside my own.

When I chose faith and joy, I could already see a connection between the two... that by having more faith in God and in His plan for my life, I will be able to experience more joy in the daily moments that make up my life. I shared my words with my students and made it a point to think about the words as the days and weeks rolled past.

How did I do? I think in the beginning, I was more attuned to the words and what I wanted them to mean in my life. As the months passed, however, I found myself slipping into old habits of worry. Yet, in the middle of the day or during the evening at home, I would stop and really look at the world around me. And I would smile. Joy, I realized, is all around me if I open my eyes wide enough to see.

God wants each of us to be happy... to experience joy in our life each and every day. Why else would He send beautiful rays of pink and orange to greet us each morning? Why would the sounds of nature, from birds' songs to the crashing of ocean waves, soothe our souls? Why would He bless the earth with children whose carefree laughter is a clear invitation for us to experience joy?

He gives us these bursts of color and song as a gift so that we will know joy.





MirusPeg wraps up her year this way:



This post is our final reflection on our words for 2009. I chose the word BALANCE because I hoped it would empower me to leave my unbalanced life behind in 2008.  Overall it actually helped in the most simple of ways. That is, when I was feeling quite stressed out throughout the year, I would, now and then, remember, "oh yeah – balance" and take a few deep breaths.

Today's reflection is about spirituality:

The philosophy of balance can be found in many of the world’s religions, particularly the eastern religions. In both Hinduism and Taoism, the idea of balancing your mind, body and spirit is very important.

In Hinduism it is believed that the body is made up of seven basic "chakras" or energy centers, each of which correlates to different bodily functions, levels of consciousness, emotional states and so on. In order to stay healthy, we need to ensure that these chakras remain balanced.

Similarly in Taoism, there is the concept of "chi", which is the vital energy that flows through the body. In traditional Chinese medicine, it is believed that illness is caused by imbalances of yin and yang in the body, which blocks the free movement of "chi". Thus, to stay healthy you need to maintain the balance between yin and yang in your body.

In western culture, a commonly heard phrase is "healthy mind, healthy body", which encourages balance between mental and physical health. Having a healthy mind and body, however, is only a part of the story. As suggested by the following Taoist quote, we also need to bring our spiritual selves into balance:

"Unless the mind, body and spirit are equally developed and fully integrated, no [wisdom] can be sustained". 



Here's AVT Coach:



January 1, 2009 I made a commitment with my blog friends ….post each month about one WORD for the year. I chose ABUNDANCE.
In the beginning, I had been blogging regularly, receiving inspiration from other blogs, and sharing my blogging with close friends. I had already quoted  scriptures that speak of Abundance. I understood that God wants abundance for us and wants us to recognize the abundance we already have no matter our situation. In January, for the first post I said this; “How will a WORD impact the way I am living? How will this one WORD teach me, challenge me, make me want to be a better person?”
Well, my commitment to this WORD saved me from myself. When I was depleted of spirit, I was reminded. When I was depleted of funds, I was reminded. When I was depleted of love of others, of love of self, of discipline, of faith, of balance and of excellence, I was reminded. I was reminded of my abundance every month by the words of this blog group. I was encouraged by their words and I was inspired to give more.
I learned that if you hold fast…keep moving…keep living…and keep giving, you will have enough. You will have abundance in your life. God promised it and even without faith we will have it. Faith just makes it better.
Mitch Album says “The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning.” I could say the way you get Abundance is the same….
I cannot say it any more clearly than the acrostic that I posted in January:  Abundance is a verb. It is an act of life that requires one to move…to do, in order to become.

Atone for your hurtfulness.
Bid farewell to judgment.
Utilize your mind.
Notice your surroundings.
Draw on support from friends.
Acknowledge the gifts of others.
Nullify negativity.
Create moments of meaning.
Embrace the little things

I am looking forward to 2010. My word for 2010 is Gratefulness. Again I say, ““How will the WORD impact the way I am living? How will this one WORD teach me, challenge me, make me want to be a better person?” Come along with me those who will and commit to another WORD for your year.
And last but not least, MommyVictory...

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinful men, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart. (NIV) Hebrews 12:1-3 

This is the last edition of my monthly reflections on the word Discipline. My friends and I started on our respective journeys twelve months ago after reading Caroline’s post having no idea where the road would take us. It has been wonderful trip.

I chose the word discipline to inspire, motivate and direct me through the year. It was a good thing to aspire to but one that I will probably never fully achieve. When I finally came to that realization, I finally felt more relaxed. The point was to reach for that goal with PERSEVERANCE. I fixed my eyes on Jesus who helped me to remain steadfast because knowing I could do all things through Christ who strengthens me. (Philippians 4:13)

So as I endured difficult times, those words carried me through. My goal was not to be the perfect parent or the perfect teacher, but be more planned and organized in both of these areas.

I haven’t exactly decided what my focus is for next year, but I am certain it will involve creativity of some sort. So don’t “lose heart,” I will be back with another series of posts.



So what about you, Dear Readers?  Are you ready to take the 2010 Word Challenge?


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Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Wordful Wednesday, 7 of 8 Style

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She's all that...and a bag of chips. Sweet as sugar, sassy as pepper.

She's got us all wrapped.

And she knows it...





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Tuesday, December 29, 2009

1 of 8, ShutterBug

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Maybe I should just give her the Canon.

Because the more 1 of 8 shoots, the more I love her eye.

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We were still in Oklahoma when she made these. The twins were going a little stir crazy and she and 2 of 8 took them to the park to work out a little of their energy.

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Of which there was quite a bit to be worked out.

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Yep.

It may be time to hand over the Canon.


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Monday, December 28, 2009

Christmas Debrief

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I'm still figuring out the whole traveling-Christmas thing.

Mainly trying to figure out how to have enough energy to throw a Christmas for our nuclear family once we arrive back in town from celebrating with all the extended family.

And the best solution I've come up with so far is serious caffeine abuse.

It'll have to do for now.

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We scooted home just ahead of a major blizzard that hit the Midwest on Christmas Eve, arriving back to temperatures in the 70's...which were replaced the next day by a cold front.

Serious cold.

But no snow here.

In contrast to the 10 inches my extended family experienced.

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After a flurry of wrapping and digging out hidden 'assets' and frantic runs to packed stores for reams of batteries, Christmas morning dawned bright and clear...and early.

5 of 8 is a great sleeper...except on Christmas Eve. He crept into our bedroom around 3 am, ready to check out whatever might be under the tree.

We made him wait a bit.

As in, 5 more hours.

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We tried to slow down the gift-unwrapping carnage by playing 'Santa Bingo'. It still managed to be a ticker-tape parade of ribbon and paper, packages and bit and pieces.

And fun.

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I guess Santa didn't get the memo. We ended up with yet more stuffed animals. I'm not sure how this happens every year.

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8 of 8 has developed a serious candy cane dependency.

Serious.

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All in all, Santa was able to pull it out of the bag, so to speak. Although I think he drank a whole pot of coffee to do so. And he may have needed a serious nap. But still.

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And 5 of 8? Well, he was rewarded for his Christmas Eve watch duty.

Merry Christmas to all.

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Sunday, December 27, 2009

Sunday Selah

And Jesus grew in wisdom and stature, and in favor with God and men.
Luke 2:52
The angels ascended.
The shepherds made their goodbyes.

The sun came up the next day.

And the next.

And now, Jesus went about the business of being...a baby.

There would be glimmers in his childhood, prophecies from Simeon and Anna, visits from Magi, a relocation to Egypt.

But for the most part, after the glory of His birth, Jesus began living life.

Diapers, feedings, sleeping, waking, crying.

And while His conception and birth are rightfully celebrated as a miracle, so do those quiet years seem miraculous to me. The miracle that He was willing to come quietly walk out a suburban Galilean lifestyle. That He was willing to learn to roll over, to crawl, to creep, to walk. That He learned to sleep, this God who stands outside of time, submitting to naps and drowsiness. That He grew. And experienced. And observed.

Quietly.

In accordance with the laws of human development He had programmed into our DNA.

And He did such a stellar job of being seemingly 'normal' that His own hometown folks would later question how someone as 'average' as Jesus could be the miracle worker and fiery rabbi roaming Israel.

And it all started on day two of His earthly life.

After the angels ascended.

After the shepherds went home.

And Jesus got down to the business of being a baby.

For us.

So He could understand us in every way.

Selah.

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