
The turkey was made using pastels and water. Trevor was so excited to tell me about the process. I love the bright colors! Attached to the turkey was the "I am thankful:" list. I love his creative spelling!

For some reason, the kids love to pile into this green chair that is over 30 years old. Trevor and Tyson, from the time they were little, have always loved being in this chair together. The other day they were sitting in it and said, "Mom. This is a cute picture. Get the camera!" I came around the corner to see Trevor and Tyson sitting there being nice to each other. I remembered a picture of them in that same chair 4 years earlier so ran for the camera. When I got back, BriAnn was part of the picture, too. (She lives in her pjs these days, by her choice.) They wanted her to be part too so there they are. A moment of sharing, love, happiness and kindness captured on camera. We live for those!
Doing P.T.-Physical Training
At the end of the Land Navigation Course
Singing Happy Birthday to the birthday boy
For some reason, they all wanted to salute the cake.
Tyson invited 5 friends to his birthday party (one for each year of age he is) and we had some extra helpers, as well. Physical Training consisted of jumping jacks (Side Straddle Hops in army lingo), windmills, push ups, sit ups, running in place and a couple other items. BriAnn got quite involved in everything, as well and was absolutely adorable. The land navigation course included handing out Oriental Trading compases and helmets along with home made maps of our house with numbers in certain locations. They had to follow the map to find the numbers where a treat was located to put in their goodie bags. It was a lot of fun and I think a big success. The newest saying around our house: "Attention! Exercise!"
You can't really tell from the pic, but this is BriAnn asleep in her closet. I heard her banging around in her room when she was suppose to be taking a nap. When it was time to pick Trevor up from school, I opened her door carefully as she is usually asleep right in front of it. She wasn't there. She wasn't on her bed. The closet door was closed so I slowly opened it and this is what I found.The other day we were coming home from picking up the day-old bread and were stopped at a light. There was a homeless man standing there so I reached into the baskets of bread and handed him a loaf. He was grateful! I couldn't help but let tears of gratitude fall as I realized just how blessed we are. We have a warm home to keep us dry from the rain. We have food, clothing, each other, love, a job...the blessings are endless. The kids picked up on the tears and asked what was wrong. So, I explained to them. Tyson's response was: "But mommy, he can come live with us." We read Matthew 25:40 "If ye have done it unto the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me" for family night that night and talked about helping and serving others. It was one of the best family nights we have had in a long time. The kids were actually listening and Jason was playing an active role as mediator between the kids instead of instigator. Tyson also kept calling the homeless man the "hopeless man". May we never lose hope in these times of trials!
