Box Full of Blessings - Jen Nate Raiche

Belated Package

2012-02-07T22:37:00.000-06:00

As you may have heard, Jozef had two baby teeth pulled recently. He was so very brave, sitting in the Dentist's chair that I just knew he needed a nice reward.

The boys are truly enjoying LEGOS' new Hero Factory build-able robots. The problem is Wal-Mart (the only deal in town) is totally and completely SOLD OUT of ALL Heros.

Being a web-savvy Mom I didn't blink an eyelash and directed my young son to LEGO.com. After ordering his beloved Hero, the waiting began. Here's a rundown of what we've all been going through:

Thursday
Hero purchased.
Child asks how many days until his Hero arrives.
Mom brushes him off.

Friday
Mom explains that his package hadn't even shipped yet.
Child moans. A little.
Total Number of Times Mailbox was Checked by Jozef: 1

Saturday
Mom receives email that package has shipped.
Child complains about the looonnng wait and checks the mailbox. Again.
Total number of times mailbox was checked by Jozef: 4

Sunday
Child asks when mail usually arrives.
Mom explains there is no mail on Sundays.
Child bemoans postal worker's day of rest.
Mom asks if Child would like it if Dad never had a day off.
Child complains a bit more.
Total number of times mailbox was checked: 0 (proud Mom)

Monday
Child wakes up and promptly gets dressed in order to check mailbox.
Child is upset that the mail has not been delivered. Time: 8:30 AM
Mom explains that package has shipped, but my not arrive today.
Child complains. All. Day. Long.
Total number of times mailbox was checked by Jozef: 10
He even checked the mailbox twice after he delivered me the mail for the day.

Tuesday
Child wakes Mom up 45 minutes earlier than usual.
Mom questions why Child is up so early.
Child says he couldn't sleep--he was worried about his package.
He leaves Mom's room to check the mailbox.
Child soon declares he will soon be lodging a complaint with the post office.
Total number of times mailbox was checked by Jozef: 4 Time: 11 AM

Yikes! I'm not sure I'll buy this kid anything online for a long, long time. At this point, I am praying for a postal miracle just to get him to begin living a normal life once again. This entire process is almost as painful as watching teeth being pulled. Almost.

UPDATE :: The package arrived today! Thank goodness!

Baby Teeth

2012-02-07T11:19:00.003-06:00

The Dentist informed us that Jozef's baby teeth were a bit crowded. His permanent teeth were trying to come in, but the baby teeth really needed to go in order to give the permanent teeth the room they needed.

How many baby teeth am I talking about here? Two. Two teeny tiny baby teeth. The appointment was made and Mom started to worry.

Jozef has had a difficult health history. His ailments predate the beginning of this blog, but suffice it to say, without God's grace, and modern medicine, he would not be here today.

Thus, I get anxious when anything happens to him. If he's sick, I fret. If he needs two teeth pulled, I fret, three weeks in advance.

The morning of the appointment, Jozef was totally ready to take on the challenge and I was afraid. Again, of two baby teeth.

I decided I would go into the exam room with him to make him feel more comfortable. Who was I kidding? I went in there for me. I couldn't let my little boy get major dental work done without ensuring he was okay. Right?

As I sat in the corner and watched the Dentist and her assistant calmly apply numbing gel, I prayed. As the 6-inch syringe came out, I felt dizzy. What would Jozef do? Would he freak out? I prayed and breathed and prayed some more.

Then, she took out her pliers and begin gently pulling on his teeth. At that moment I felt so helpless. I realized the only thing worse than dental work was watching dental work be done on my fragile boy.

For a brief moment, I had the very tiniest of glimpses of what Mary went through watching her Son's crucifixion. She had real reason to grieve and lash out. Instead, she watched, remained present and prayed.

In my very minute way, I was again made aware of how difficult it is to see your child go through something that you'd like to stop or even prevent. So, I watched and prayed. And, tried not to pass out.

After his procedure, he sat up and simply smiled at me. I knew everything was going to be just fine. After all, it was just two baby teeth. Worried? Me? Nah.

I bet you're wondering how Jozef performed? Well, he never flinched, never complained and never even noticed that 6-inch syringe. He was calm, cool and collected. He must take after his mother.

Show Me the Love; Part 1

2012-02-06T14:04:00.005-06:00

The world can look so bleak at times. We are all so clearly are capable of hurting ourselves and those around us. The solution seems to be to look to God and ask Him to stop the madness! After all, there is nothing I can do in these situations. Is there?

I believe there is. What is the remedy for common man? The answer is the cross. It is Jesus, giving His life for us. It is His outpouring of love. Every situation can be handled with love: a difficult co-worker; a marriage on the rocks; a child that is walking away from the faith; a homeless man in the streets.

You see, as young children we were told, "God is love," and, somehow, that message got lost in translation. "God is love" can be a nice little expression or it can be the mantra that we live.

Make no mistake, a life of love is not for the faint of heart. Jesus lived a life of love and he was by no means a wimp. He challenged social norms with love. He uprooted kings with love. He loved His people so much they were compelled to leave behind a life of sin. He loved His people so much, he gave His life for them.

How do we begin this walk of love? I think the answer is two-fold.

1) Read about the Saints. Their lives are filled of stories where they desired to walk the path of love. It was rarely easy, popular, comfortable or convenient. Though, now, they live with God in glory forever.

2) Practice the Corporal and Spiritual Works of Mercy. As an individual, couple or family, anyone can begin works of Mercy. Sometimes, the most loving thing we can do is to bake a friend some cookies or make a phone call or write a check or give a hug.

Corporal Works of Mercy

To feed the hungry;
To give drink to the thirsty;
To clothe the naked;
To harbour the harbourless;
To visit the sick;
To ransom the captive;
To bury the dead.

Spiritual Works of Mercy

To instruct the ignorant;
To counsel the doubtful;
To admonish sinners;
To bear wrongs patiently;
To forgive offences willingly;
To comfort the afflicted;
To pray for the living and the dead.

We are all living out our vocations differently, so these Works of Mercy will look different for each of us. The point is to begin.

Need some inspiration? Mother Teresa is famous for quotes about putting love into action.

Notes from the Box: February Edition

2012-02-03T16:09:00.003-06:00

On my iPod

I recently discovered Audrey Assad. She has a deep voice and reminds me a bit of Kelly Clarkson. She's Catholic and writes her own lyrics and music. Her songs are enjoyable to listen to and full of meaning.

Netflix

I'm addicted to The Office. I always swore I'd never watch the show. It's available instantly for streaming on Netflix and Steve Carrell's humor gets me every time.

The Boys' Netflix

The Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes rounds out their super-hero quota. The shows are not overly violent (which Mom likes) but have enough drama and action to keep the boys interested. Thanks to this show, we get to have intelligent conversations over the dinner table. "Mom, who do you think would win a fight, the Hulk or Iron Man?"

Currently Reading

Fr. Barron's Catholicism: A Journey to the Heart of the Faith. AMAZING! We are currently watching the accompanying DVDs for the Catholic Mom's group here. I purchased the book knowing that we would be moving and I wouldn't finish the series. Each chapter has me highlighting noteworthy tidbits to remember and revisit. Highly recommend!!

Boys' Reading

The Mysterious Benedict Society by Trenton Lee Stewart. Nate reports that the plot is interesting enough, but that the author spends a grueling amount of time setting up and setting up and setting up before the action.

For Inspiration

"...the true emperor (Jesus Christ) arrives vulnerable and exposed, because the good life is not about the protection of the ego, but rather about the willingness to become open to the other in love."

- Fr. Barron's Catholicism

On My Mind

I feel truly blessed. Blessed beyond all deserving for the gifts that God has given to us. We have four busy boys and a beautiful baby girl. Nate has a new job in our HOMETOWN so we can move back again! Wow! Add to that a great home to rent and I feel like the richest woman in the world! Does that mean that I still have to do all of the packing?

A Slice of Real Life

Between packing and schooling my go-to hobby is (as always) laundry. Lately, I've had a little helper.

Dear Komen Foundation,

2012-02-03T12:30:00.001-06:00

THANK YOU for pulling your funding to Planned Parenthood. I have always refused to buy any product with your ribbon on it in the past due to the link between your organization and PP. Tomato soup for the cure? No thanks. Pretzels with a pink ribbon? We'll try a new brand.

Planned Parenthood is, ultimately, not pro-woman, but pro-profits. Nothing more. As you have seen these last few days. They will do anything when they begin to lose profits--lie to women or even sink an organization seeking to help women. They are ruthless.
I pray that you will have courage and strength not to bow under the pressure by Planned Parenthood, the media, and many politicians. If they are truly pro-woman, the would not want to see your organization fail.

In the future, I will proudly purchase items sponsored by your organization. Thank you for standing up against Planned Parenthood.

You, too, should email them at news@komen.org.

Follow the twists and turns of this story at American Papist.

Overzealous

2012-01-27T17:34:00.001-06:00

Kolbe: Mom! We have six boxes packed!

Mom: Well, okay. Did you pack your LEGOS?

Kolbe: Yes.

Mom: Do you realize that we're not moving for a month? What are you going to play with?

Kolbe: Well, we'll just watch movies and play video games!

Then, I sigh and realize it's going to be a long month.

Bigfoot

2012-01-26T22:31:00.002-06:00

When did his feet get as big as mine?

God's Goodness So Far

2012-01-24T14:12:00.003-06:00

For the last 6 months our family has been fervently praying for the opportunity to relocate to our home town. Late this summer we began making conscious efforts to turn the dream of moving home into a reality. You see, we've moved many, many times since we've been married, but no town has truly felt like home. Thankfully, we have met many wonderful people along the way that have helped to lessen the void of family in our lives. For that, we are truly grateful.

Just this past week, Nate was offered a job back in Iron Mountain, Michigan. And, we accepted it. Once, again, we'll be packing and sorting and busying ourselves with a move. Only, this time, we're going home.

There have been few precious moments in my life when I felt God had truly answered a prayer with a "Yes." We feel joy and euphoria. Each morning, I have to remind myself that this is no longer our dream, but a reality.

Thank you, Lord, for having mercy on us, to grant us our request. Truly, we are not worthy.

p.s. Months ago, I made a bargin with a certain Saint that he would have a treasured place in our new home, if he would petition Our Lord with our request. I can't wait to build that place of honor for him in our new home!

-Title for this post borrowed from a Martin Doman compilation CD.

The Gift of Self

2012-01-23T06:10:00.002-06:00

As I was driving in to work this morning, I was reflecting on the indescribable horror of abortion within this nation. I decided to say a rosary for the intention of an end to abortion (which is first and foremost a need for men and women to choose life, and secondly a political obligation to align our laws with the moral law). I happened to be saying the Joyful mysteries, of which the Annunciation (Gabriel’s pronouncement to Mary and Mary’s response) is the first.

Mary provided the appropriate (and marvelous) response to God’s call, which turned in to the complete gift of herself to God’s plan. Because of her decision, her choice, the plan of salvation through Jesus Christ was made possible.

In the context of abortion, we need to also find within ourselves the will to respond with a great ‘Yes’ to God – to minister to women and families in need, to promote the intended use and plan for our bodies and their sexual powers, to promote a culture and ethic of life in the hundreds of little decisions we make each day. This gift of self is the only way in which we can model the good so that others may choose it as well.

Jen and I were talking last night about consciously trying to make our family efforts a gift of self to others. This way of life is a beautiful vision and mission to those who surround us. As we struggle to live this way and teach our children to do the same, may we remember that the ultimate answer to the problem of abortion is the complete gift of ourselves to others.

“…man, who is the only creature on earth which God willed for itself, cannot fully find himself except through a sincere gift of himself.”

Palm Tree

2012-01-12T00:46:00.002-06:00

Complete with the tongue!

Merry Christmas

2011-12-24T21:22:00.000-06:00

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, Not even my mouse,
Daddy ventured off to get boys tucked in with care,
In hopes that deep sleep soon would be here.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-cookies danced in their heads.
And Mama in her chair with the baby, nursing for a nap,
Had just settled in for a movie, on tap.

When on her blog she realized, she's so scattered,
She forgot to wish everyone blessings amid all the chatter.
Away to the Apple, she flew like a flash,
Loaded the SD card and prayed it wouldn't crash.

The computer screen lit the living room aglow
And gave a lustre of pixels and a little light show.
Mama loaded the photos, typing with such speed,
And hoped that she wasn't too late, not too late indeed.

Amid all the cookies and the cards and the events,
She knew she had to say to the family and to the friends,
A baby is here to proclaim love's power and might,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"

Favorites

2011-12-22T14:49:00.004-06:00

Mom: Next week is your Gymnastics day camp. Let's talk about what you'd like to pack for your lunch.

Jozef: Rice-a-roni!

Mom: Um. No.

Royal Friends

2011-12-07T22:15:00.001-06:00

The other day, Jozef and Marcel were playing with their Knight's Castle. As we headed out the door later, the subject of King's and Queen's came up.

Jozef: Yes, Marcel, King's and Queen's are real. Right Mom?

Mom: [frantically looking for toddler's royal shoes] Um...

Jozef: Remember how you told me that a Prince and a Princess were married this summer?

Mom: [stopping to actually think] Ah, yes, that's right.

Marcel: Oh.

Jozef: I know a King and a Queen.

Mom: Well, Mommy doesn't actually know a King and a Queen, I just know about them.

Jozef: I know a King and a Queen.

Mom: [perplexed] Oh? Who is that?

Jozef: Jesus and Mary!

Mom: [stunned] That's right, Jozef. [smiling]

Marcel: Does that make St. Joseph a Prince, then?

Mom: Um. No. He's just a Saint. [just a Saint? What was I thinking?]

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This afternoon, Marcel was talking baby talk right into Gemma's face. It's a game she's familiar with. The more she smiles, the more they talk baby talk to her. It's a game...that never ends. Marcel was using his best baby talk voice saying, "Who's a beautiful baby? You are?" when he stopped and thought. Then, he told her, "Well, you are cute, Gemma, but you're not that cute." Mom feigned offense and said, "Why not, Marcel?" "Well," he began, "the most beautiful baby in the world was Jesus. Then, Gemma."

I can live with that.

Homeschooling - A Great Liberal Arts Education

2011-12-06T20:38:00.001-06:00

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This morning, as I headed to town, I listened to snippets of public radio extolling Portland State University for re-engineering their liberal studies program.

PSU is a recognized leader among public universities that are trying to transform the way they teach the liberal arts to make undergraduate education more relevant and engaging to both students and the community. A growing number of colleges and universities across the country - both public and private - have adopted civic learning programs and other approaches to liberal arts instruction that connect "ideas with action."

"Interesting," I thought. The host went on to explain that Freshmen and Seniors participate in a program that takes learning to the community. Teaching city-kids about agriculture on learning-farms was one such example. The PSU students could broaden their worldview by working to meet the needs of someone other than themselves. In addition, they would work with students across other disciplines in carrying out their work.

The other broad change was a new emphasis on students learning from each other. Lecture courses by a pontificating professor were discouraged. Students started leading discussions more.

The motto of Portland State is: Let Knowledge Serve the City.

The more I listened, the more I agreed with the host. You see, the knowledge our boys' gain each day is often put to work in the community of our home. In fact, I see the mission of homeschooling as educating the whole-person every day--mind, body and soul. The boys' focus on their studies of catechism, grammar and math, and we often put the knowledge learned into practice throughout the day. We talk about treating each other justly and attend confession as a family. They bake with me and measure and count and we give what we have to others. I serve them by daily housework and they serve the family as well with the chores they're given.

It's amazing how this type of experience is praised when it is gained at the college level but brushed aside as non-essential during the K-12 years. When discussing the benefits of the program, one Instructor noted,

"[The senior-level program is] ...a final opportunity to be in a classroom with students from other majors, to learn how to work in an interdisciplinary team," says Capstone instructor Celine Fitzmaurice. "If you leave PSU and you're working in a job with a writer and an engineer and a marketing manager, you will have the skills to work and communicate and create something as a team. Whether it's in service to your company or to larger society."

A major benefit that I mentioned in the homeschooling interview I gave earlier this Fall, is that home schooled children often have the opportunity to work with a variety of children--those of similar and differing ages and social backgrounds--everyday! Many families enjoy homeschool groups and/or opportunities afforded parents that are not restricted by a set school day structure. These are interdisciplinary teams in their infancy. =)

AACU President Carol Geary Schneider writes that the goal is to recast liberal education "no longer as an option for the fortunate few, but rather as the most practical and powerful preparation for 'success' in all its real-world meanings: economic, societal, civic and personal."

That spells great news for those of us that homeschool as well as those whose children are in public school with an active community life (in their family and beyond!).

The good news for these college students is that they are becoming well-rounded persons. The bad news for these students is they're paying in the 10's of thousands to gain that experience. While I think the lessons learned are priceless, I'm not sure they'll agree when student loans come due.

Back in the 1960 and 70s, when liberal arts programs were at a historic peak of enrollment, many students had abstract reasons for going to college, says University Studies professor Leslie Batchelder. "People still had this notion of opening your mind and improving yourself and being a well rounded citizen," Batchelder says. "[College] was a lot cheaper then. [Today's] students, rightly so, don't exactly have these lofty ideals. It's more like, how can I get through this paying the least amount of money?"

I would certainly agree that college is time for the rubber to meet the road. As a student, I would be looking for "required" classes to contain only those essential for me to gain my degree and graduate.

Where else can a student gain these collaborative skills to help them become successful (economically, societally, civically and personally--and dare I say morally)? To be honest, they don't need to look any further than their own family, church or volunteer organization.

The Weekend In Pictures

2011-12-05T13:38:00.001-06:00

7 Quick Takes

2011-12-02T13:36:00.001-06:00

[ 1 ]

Christmas shopping is done! And I call it "Christmas a la Amazon". With 5 kids, there's no way we're going near a mall at Christmas time. =) Now, for the wrapping... That will require a few good movies for me and Nate this weekend.

[ 2 ]

We had our family Christmas pictures taken last week. Gemma's solo-picture shows her favorite posture--tongue out! She's been sticking her tongue out since she was born. It's weird, but we're happy to have in memorialized in her shot.

(I took a picture of the picture, so it's a little grainy here)

Here's proof that the tongue-sticking-out is a habit from her early days...this summer.

[ 3 ]

Next Tuesday is St. Nick's Day. That is the day that we traditionally exchange gifts with our boys. We've been doing it for quite a few years and it works out well. For our reasonings behind this idea, click here. If you'd like to celebrate St. Nicholas in your house, the St. Nicholas Center has some great resources.

[ 4 ]

Two weeks ago was Cub Scout Creation Night. Kolbe and Jozef stuck with a "space" theme. We used a lot of silver spray paint!

[ 5 ]

In November, we made a GREAT chili recipe! If you like beans in your chili, you'll love it!

[ 6 ]

This afternoon, I was transferring files from my laptop to my new Apple iMac. Nate's known that I've wanted a Mac for some time and, last month, he told me to go ahead and buy one! It has been great! As I was transferring files across, and my laptop locked up time and time again, I remembered how I was pushed to the brink of frustration with it and why I bought the Mac. It was a good laptop, but now I'm happy to move on. =) Here's the setup:

[ 7 ]

Next up, so Christmas baking and decorating! Hope you have a great weekend!

The Essence of Advent

2011-12-01T15:36:00.001-06:00

"What is the best way to spend the weeks of Advent?" This question has weighed heavily upon me these last few weeks of November. Truly, Advent is a time of waiting. We do not have to wait for Christ to be born in a manger, that has already occurred. However, we do need to prepare for Christ to enter into us! Whether today or, at death.

Our time here, on Earth, is a time of continually preparing to behold Jesus. The goal is to become more perfect each day to receive Him now and into eternity.

As Advent is a new year for the Church, so it should be for us. What are we clinging to here within or without that is holding us from totally receiving Christ? What habits do we have that are stopping us short from our goal?

Yesterday, I found a great article that really articulates this idea well. My favorite line:

Start by doing. When we are doing nothing we are going nowhere. Inertia takes over. Do. Start a motion. Move. Build momentum. Make that first start. It's never too late. You are never too sullied -- not while you are still alive and able to read this!

Hair-Do

2011-12-01T10:06:00.001-06:00

A first experience for Gemma and Mom.

Round 1 was a little rough.

We smoothed things out with a little water.

Oh what fun!

The Car Ride

2011-11-30T16:25:00.001-06:00

It's always amazing how quickly children can fall asleep. Kolbe and Jozef had religious education this afternoon and on the way home (a 12 minute drive) the younger three all fell asleep in the car.

How sweet it was!

We're Back

2011-11-29T17:02:00.001-06:00

We had a whirl-wind Thanksgiving where we visited family and friends throughout Michigan's Upper Peninsula and Green Bay, had our family Christmas picture taken and traveled back to South Dakota. All within 5 days.

We came home frazzled and tired, but happy to have spent the time with our friends and family.

There's laundry to be done, trinkets and toys to sort out and put away, a truck that's been vacuumed (in 30 degree weather) and homeschooling to jump back into. Not to mention beginning Advent!

Hope you had a nice Thanksgiving!

An Appetite for Reading

2011-11-21T19:51:00.001-06:00

The Bird's The Word

2011-11-17T16:46:00.001-06:00

A little Thanksgiving baking.

Nutter Butter cookies, Fruit Roll-Ups, mini chocolate chips and a bit of white frosting.

Gobble, gobble!

The finished bird. Complete with Fruit Roll-Up feathers atop a chocolate cupcake. I found the idea online. We used spaghetti instead of toothpicks to hold up the feathers.

I am sure there are a few fans of Jerzy's baking skills out there. Here's how his bird turned out. We call it a few feathers short a full tail.

The Best Brother

2011-11-16T09:13:00.001-06:00

Jerzy came down the stairs this morning with an issue weighing heavily on his little shoulders:

Jerzy: Mom? Kolbe wants me to be his best brother but I am Marcel's best brother.

Mom: Well, they're both lucky because they both get to have you.

Marcel: C'mon Mom, Jerzy is total sweetness and I want him to be my best brother.

Of all the problems in our lives, I'm thinking this is a good one to have.

Passing

2011-11-08T11:01:00.003-06:00

It all started a few weeks ago. Grandpa was sick in the hospital. He has had a rough number of years, but this time felt different. And we are here, in South Dakota, 10-hours away.

I never had a close relationship with my Grandpa. However, I did want to travel to Michigan to support my Mom. Sacrificing and learning to become a "self-gift" is one of this goals I have for myself and my family.

We decided to drive to Michigan and Nate would come back to SD to work for the week. Each day I would help where I could and each night I tried to visit with Grandpa at the hospital. We talked a bit and we prayed together. In the end, I tried to remain in the background. After all, another of my life-rules is that this life is not about me. This time was about my Grandpa suffering and, God-willing going to heaven. It was about those that truly loved and cared for this man taking this time to let him know. It was about quietly praying for his soul.

At the end of the first week, Grandpa was still in the hospital and I had plans for Nate to drive us back to SD. Then, Grandpa took a turn for the worse and we decided to stay one more day. Then, in the early morning hours, he passed away. My Mom felt blessed to be at the hospital with him and praying for him.

Then came time for funeral arrangements and stories about my Grandpa and the blessing he was to our family and simply being together. It is amazing and unfortunate that death truly pulls people together. Why don't we feel that pull at other times? Why does it take a person passing from this world into the next in order for us to truly value those we love?

The visitation and funeral were very nice. What a blessing it was to me to be at his funeral and truly pray for his soul. What a beautiful thing a Catholic funeral is.

For some weeks prior to all of this I was planning to host a Halloween party. However, every time I mentioned the party or sat down to begin filling out the invitations, something told me not to. I never did write them out. Now I know why. I think God was preparing me in the beginning of October to let go of these passing things. Rather He wanted me to go to Michigan to work and pray and love. And, so I did.

Jozef-isms

2011-10-22T10:13:00.004-05:00

The other day, Jozef decided to declare his feelings for me:

Jozef: You're the best Mom in the world!

Mom: Well, I don't know about that...

Jozef: Actually, Mary was the best Mom in the world. You're the second best!

Last night as he stepped out of the shower he declared:

I'm as clean as a rose!

Cowlick

2011-10-17T14:03:00.003-05:00

noun

a tuft of hair that grows in a direction different from that of the rest of the hair.

Always the Comedian

2011-10-08T11:31:00.002-05:00

There is one primary reason we've decided to homeschool Jozef. If we did send him to school, he would be the class clown. I'd have to drive to the school 2 times each week in order to have a conference with the principal regarding Jozef's constant joke telling. Well, not really. But you get my point.

Jozef: What are you doing?

Mom: I'm fixing my hair.

Jozef: Why?

Mom: [Joking] So I don't look like a monster.

Jozef: If you need to fix your hair, why don't you get a wrench from Dad's tools? It would work really well!

Yep. He needs to stay home...

The Deliberate Life

2011-10-07T16:45:00.002-05:00

We always have a choice. This is the blessing of being human. Each day we make thousands of choices. Coffee, black or with milk? Exercise or sleep in? Pray or watch a movie? Many of the choices we make seem small and unimportant while others change us forever.

I am proposing that to be fully human is to live a deliberate life. A life in which we think before-hand about the upcoming choices we'll be faced with and the answers we will give.

If we decide to forgo this step, we are easily swept away by the tide of life. Our lives may take a course we a not happy with and we have difficulty turning around.

I often prefer to stay up late. I love to watch a movie or read a good book until the wee hours. The next morning, I am tired and often oversleep. Then, I wake up to a house of boys that are unmotivated when they see their Mom unmotivated. We have breakfast (later than usual) and scurry to begin school work. The focus of the entire day goes from pre-planned and calm to hectic and chaotic.

If instead, upon reflecting if I should begin a movie at 10 PM, I recall a past resolution I made to be in bed around 10 PM in order to wake refreshed and on time, I decide to simply go to bed, the next day goes differently. I wake up on time, catch the boys with breakfast as they come down the stairs and then guide them through their morning chores. They get dressed and I feel in charge of the day rather than racing against the tide. We sit down to schoolwork and begin.

What encompasses a deliberate life?

This exercise can start you on your way:

1. Goals. What do you want your life to look like in 5 years? 10 years? What do you want your children to be when they are 18? What do you want people to say of you when you die? How will you get to heaven?

2. Objectives. What are the objectives you must achieve in order to fulfill these priorities?

3. Tasks: What tasks are necessary to meet these objectives?

Here is an example from my own inventory:

What do I wish to accomplish by the time I am 35?

Goals: To have children that are fully immersed in learning and living the routine of an ordered life through work, play, school and prayer; Continue to seek out God's will for our lives; Immerse our family in Catholic culture; Have a strong marriage; Serve my family and friends; Help Nate find a fulfilling career.

Objectives: Live out a routine each day, teach boys to study well, less time with media, continue family & individual prayer, living out liturgical seasons, maintain friendships/frequent contact with family, encourage individual interests with the boys.

Tasks: Create a routine that included work, study, play, prayer. Schedule time for me (and Nate) to leave the house and pray, schedule time to commit to friendships and family, Pray for guidance with Nate's career, schedule date nights.

In Defense of a Deliberate Life

Author Matthew Kelly's mantra is that God wants each of us to become the best-version-of-ourselves. However, we cannot become better versions of ourselves unless we ask important questions. Then, once we have those answers, we can choose our paths rather than simply wander.

Entrepreneur Steve Jobs, who passed away this week, spoke the C ommencement Address at Stanford University in 2005. He said, "I have looked in the mirror every morning (for the past 33 years) and asked myself: 'If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?' And when ever the answer has been 'No' for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something."

Jesus is asked "Which is the first of all the commandments?"

Jesus replied, "The first is this: Hear, O Israel! The Lord our God is Lord alone! You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind, and with all your strength. The second is this: You shall love your neighbor as yourself. There is no other commandment greater than these." (Mark 12:28-31)

We can love our neighbor by simply following the tide of life. Holding a door open when we hop into the grocery store or listening to a neighbor that is distraught with a circumstance in life. However, a deliberate life will ensure we are crossing the necessary tasks from our list (housework, career, etc) and frees us to have more time, deliberate time, to devote to those in our lives. Therefore, we can more fully fulfill Jesus' commands.

A life where we achieve our goals, and the goals our Lord may have for us, does not happen accidentally. A deliberate life is one where we work to achieve these goals in this life and, God willing, get to heaven in the next.

Lord, give us the grace to live, deliberately, for you.

7 Quick Takes

2011-09-30T18:39:00.003-05:00

[ 1 ]

Halloween is a big deal at our house. Each year, I embark upon costume making for each of the boys. I have made almost all of their costumes in the past. This year, as I was reflecting upon the sheer quantity of my children and the daunting task of creating costumes for them, I was balking at the prospect. So, I entertained the idea of simply buying their costumes. I talked to Nate about my temptation and he said that it was a tradition he really enjoyed. He's probably right. It's a fun tradition. So, off we go! I have four weeks and four costumes! I'll be sure to keep you posted!

[ 2 ]

This year, we have two Cub Scouts. Jozef loves his uniform. He'll often put it on and wear it around the house. The other day, he went to CCD with his belt on. He is really proud to be a Cub Scout.

[ 3 ]

I am a big fan of rewards. Jozef is memorizing different points for his Grammar class. For each question he gets right, he receives an M&M. Kolbe just finished a massive Grammar exam that took him about 5 weeks to prepare for, so he was allowed to purchase a new game for his Nintendo DS. Why are rewards important? Well, I hope to expound on this more in a series on homeschooling, but I'll give you a question to ponder: Would you continue to go to work if you didn't get paid?

[ 4 ]

photo:: MattMaherMusic.com

There's nothing like becoming a parent to change your music preferences. The music I used to enjoy was not gangsta rap by any means, however there certainly were enough songs about drinking to excess or cohabiting that I realized little ears shouldn't be listening to--and maybe their Mom shouldn't be either! We have been enjoying Matt Maher's latest compilation all week long. We attended a concert of his in Wiscosin with our kids and we had a great time. The boys will often wander around singing the lyrics to his music--another reason this Mom is glad she's modified her iPod. Add him to your iTunes or Pandora radio today!

[ 5 ]

I think I am allergic to my wedding ring. Not in a funny "I'm allergic to being married," kind of way. If I wear my ring for two days straight, my finger breaks out and itches. The crazy thing is, my ring is not from a Cracker Jack Box it's platinum!

I cleaned it really well, thinking maybe there was some debris that was bothering me. This did not solve the problem...

This story reminds me of a song by Lee AnneWomack titled Does My Ring Burn Your Finger? It's a song about a married guy who's decided he won't let his wedding ring hold back his desire to leave. So, like a good wife, I tease Nate that his ring is literally burning my finger.

Note: I found an article about determining if it's the nickel in a ring or just some dirt that is causing the reaction. So, if you see me walking around with a nickel taped to my arm, you'll know I'm just doing an experiment. ;-) Anyone else had this problem?

[ 6 ]

Mom, will you take a picture of me and Gemma?

[ 7 ]

This weekend we're headed to a Marian Conference in Sioux Falls. When I informed the boys, there were some mixed reactions. You see, the idea of a conference brings back bad memories for Kolbe. Years ago we attended the Midwest Catholic Family Conference in Wichita. He was participating in the children's program and joined a different group of children accidently. When Nate and I went to pick him up at lunch time, he was not in his assigned group. Since this was a hotel/conference center, he could have been anywhere. After 20 minutes, and several security personnel searching all possible rooms, he was found, happily playing with that other group of children. So, he's a bit...reluctant...of any "conference" speak. This afternoon:

Kolbe: Mom, I don't think we should go to that conference.

Mom: Well, that's what we've planned for this weekend.

Kolbe: Fine. I guess you want to lose Jo or Marcel.

Let's hope not!

Homeschooling - Socialization

2011-09-29T10:27:00.002-05:00

I mentioned in my recent 7 Quick Takes that a local newspaper reporter interviewed me last week regarding homeschooling. A friend sent me the link to that interview at the newspaper's website. The reporter did a great job putting together our family's philosophy regarding homeschoolers and socialization.

Do your kids get out much?

Baking with Baby

2011-09-27T10:38:00.003-05:00

Cheesecake was on the menu. A busy toddler needed to be occupied. He was commissioned to help me scrape the filling off of some Oreo's for the crust. Here's what ensued:

10 Things

2011-09-25T21:11:00.002-05:00

1. I volunteered for 3 months in Arizona and Texas when I was 18. It was one of the greatest experiences of my life.

2. I am constantly amazed with how much I don't know about the world.

3. I often over-promise and under-deliver. It is a major character flaw.

4. My favorite pass-time is watching movies. I ♥ Netflix.

5. Babysitting boys was always my favorite. I hoped to have a bunch when I was married someday...and now I do! They're always up for adventure!

6. Nate brings me out of my shell more than I would have ever imagined.

7. Since being married, we've moved 8 times (in just under 10 years).

8. I loved drama in high school.

9. Sarcasm comes easily to me. Waaaay too easily.

10. The desire to move back to my hometown is surprisingly overwhelming. I never would have imagined that.

Thanks for the tag, Sarah!

7 Quick Takes

2011-09-24T11:53:00.002-05:00

[ 1 ]

I am overrun by plastic shopping bags. Paper bags are a rarity in this town and after each trip to the store I come home and add more to my collection. It's like an anvil around my neck as I stuff and shove more into the pantry. Oy! The plastic bags!

There is one thing, however, that brings newfound joy to the end of my shopping trips: reusable cloth bags. Based upon my observations:

1 cloth bag = 5-7 plastic shopping bags

That's WAY less plastic bags in my pantry. I don't mean to give out too much information, but I daydream about about the bags overflowing the pantry and then running into the rest of the house. The family is swimming and swimming but the bags: They. Consume. Us. If Alfred Hitchcock was still alive, he'd create a movie like The Birds starring plastic bags that take over the world!

[ 2 ]

"Made in the USA". Nothing makes me happier to put a product in my cart than to see that sticker. I've found two great kitchen products at Wal-Mart that are made in the USA: Nordic Ware and Anchor Glass. The products are great and I'm supporting American jobs! Bonus!

With a LEGO "Vana White" Storm Trooper

[ 3 ]

Recently, Nate and I drove 6 hours, attended a concert, stayed with our friend, Fr. Ben, woke up and then drove 4 hours to meet the boys in Green Bay, and then drove 4 more hours towards South Dakota. Sometimes, achieving dreams requires sacrifice. And lots of mileage.

Author Matthew Kelly is the one I can pin this on. He claims that achieving dreams is an important part of life. We were convinced, so we purchased a notebook, began jotting down our dreams (from the practical to the outrageous) and we've been working to achieve them ever since.

Seeing Alison Kraus live in-concert has been on the dream list since the beginning. And, after lots of coordinating, driving in bumper-to-bumper traffic, paying the outrageous price of parking in downtown Chicago, and almost missing dinner just before it began, we saw Alison Kraus and Union Station in concert. She truly has the voice of an angel and was entirely captivating. It is an experience we will both remember for a long time.

[ 4 ]

Another grace-filled baptism!

Resting in the Spirit.

[ 5 ]

I zipped through a book on our Kindle: Why We Get Fat and What To Do About It by Gary Taubes. The book is well written, informative and compelling. In the aftermath of the book, I stumbled upon Saving Dinner the Low-Carb Way by Leanne Ely. The Saving Dinner book is really helping me to stay on track and put dinner on the table on time most nights.

[ 6 ]

This week a reporter came to interview me about homeschooling. She is writing an article on homeschooling for the local newspaper. The opportunity allowed me to really put an answer to the common questions we get about homeschooling: What about socialization? Do you really stay HOME all day? Do you really feel qualified to homeschool? I hope to document the answers to these questions to the blog soon.

[ 7 ]

Dear Men's Health, emails that brag "2011's Hottest Women will not garner any clicks from me. Just an FYI.

Rummage Sale Blues

2011-09-22T20:18:00.001-05:00

It was time. Time to go through toys and household goods and randomness that had been floating around for much too long.

For two weeks I sifted and sorted and negotiated with children regarding toys. For 48 hours I priced, displayed, and readied. Then, we waited. And collapsed.

Friday night we had a nice assortment of customers. We were feeling pretty confident. Saturday morning, we didn't have a single solitary customer until 10 AM. 10 AM! That's like a "last call" for rummage sale junkies! That's the we've been to all the good sales already, let's see what these pathetic people have for sale. The total number of customers for Saturday was less than Jerzy can count to.

Then, for 4 hours, we unpriced, resorted, repacked, ~~wiped our tears,~~ and dismantled our sale. Most goods went to Goodwill. Some to family and friends. And, a few stray toys mysteriously ended up back in the house.

Here's the tally:

Profits
$50 - mattress listed on Craigslist
$50 - rummage sale

Debits
$20 advertising costs
$40 pizza for dinner after the frenzy of getting ready
---------------
$40 profit

The amount of time invested in the Craigslist listing = 15 minutes
The amount of time invested in the rummage sale = 40 hours (!)

Thus, I am declaring here on the interwebs to put into permanence a resolution:

Rummage sale: I smite you from my life! And vocabulary!

It's been about 3 weeks since our sale. Nate and I still can't believe we thought it would be a worthy endeavor. To add insult to injury, about every-other day a different young boy will come up to me and ask, "Whhhyyy did we have to sell [insert random toy here] in the rummage sale, Mom? That was my faaavvvooorriiittte."

Oh, rummage sale cupid, my you never strike me again with your arrow. We. Are. Through.

The Day The Kids Won

2011-08-30T18:17:00.000-05:00

A single friend once paid us a complement. I don't remember his exact wording, but here is the summary:

You know, most people have kids and then they don't ever do anything. I love how you guys just keep going.

He was right. At that point, we'd moved about four times and had three children. Since then, I've remembered and pondered his words. It's not that Nate and I consciously think about remaining active with our children. Sometimes, we feel compelled to attend events (family conferences and retreats) in order to enrich our family. Other times, our sense of adventure draws us out-of-doors (family vacations and visits to museums and shows). And, there are times when we feel it's God's will for us to move. Literally. Packing and moving with small children is no picnic. But, where there are empty boxes there is adventure, too!

It was with this sense of adventure that we decided to go camping one weekend in August. Nate, it seems, has camping as part of his genetic code. I go along willingly, so long as there is plumbing within a half-mile. The boys are always up for the exciting prospect of sleeping in the woods, cooking (s'mores) over a fire and conquering nature.

I envisioned roasting s'mores, peaceful fires, leisurely conversation after the kids were in bed and a nice lake to enjoy. What we ended up with was just short of a migraine.

Our trip began a bit later than planned and we traveled through some severe weather to get there. Thankfully, the skies brightened as we headed towards our destination. As we arrived at our camp site, we rushed to set up tents and beds and blankets before dusk, all while keeping kids busy with small tasks and bike riding. The unpacking and setting up took over an hour. At this point, s'more fever was at fever pitch! It was then that we heard chants of "Let's make s'mores," over and over again until Nate resigned himself to his fate.

Setting upon the fire ring, he attempted to light a fire--with wood that had been bathed prior in that severe weather. As the kids watched with anticipation at the first signs of a fire, they tromped around in the dirt that surrounded the ring. It was now mud, thanks to that lovely severe weather. A sticky gooey mud. And they were wearing sandals.

Finally, we had a few sparks that kids were able to cook over but most of the s'mores were prepared over a propane fire--thanks to our new Coleman grill.

There was nothing left to do but scurry our dirty, marshmallowed children off to bed and collapse, hoping for a better tomorrow. That tomorrow came, but the work did not let up. Here are the ~~low~~ highlights:

- Mom realizes there is no plumbing for a half-mile
- Mom takes potty-training toddler to outhouse and wishes for plumbing
- Kids are hungry, parents cook and clean up
- We take a little side trip with muddy kids, due to no plumbing within a half-mile
- Mom gets to use some pluming here! And so does potty-training toddler!
- Kids are hungry, parents cook and clean up
- Mom takes potty-training toddler to outhouse and wonders how much more of her day will be spent in outhouse
- We take a trip to the beach, and come back with the first layer of dirt off of the children
- Nate launches the sail boat and anchors it shortly after--no wind
- Kids are hungry, parents cook and clean up
- S'mores are roasted
- Mom takes potty-training toddler to outhouse and prays for endurance
- Day is ended early, all in bed by 8:30 PM
- Drive to ~~salvation~~ plumbing and all take showers before Mass
- Kids are clean! And good at mass!
- Drive back to camp, rain approaches,
- Decide to skip picnic in the rain and race to pack up
- Sail boat back over to boat landing and load it up
- More packing up
- Kids are hungry
- More packing
- Still packing
- One more trip to ~~purgatory~~ the outhouse with training toddler as rain begins to fall
- The last item is packed and we all load into the car
- Hungry kids get Pizza Hut
- Vow to Never. Go. Camping. Again.

We came away from the weekend a bit discouraged. However, we remembered that the list of forbidden family adventures is rather short. So, we'll keep our chins up, and our gas tank full. There are a number of other adventures we will be taking. Camping, however, will not be one of them.

Long Time, No Post

2011-08-22T18:14:00.000-05:00

Life. Wow. No, I have not had a frog in my throat. Though, I have had one in my living room...

Marcel thought a drinking cup was a hospitable place for his new-found pet. Mom snapped a shot and then educated him on toad habitats. Then the toad was ushered out-of-doors.

So, what have we been up to?

Spending time with Gemma.

Wrapping up another session of gymnastics.

Camping & S'Mores

Tennis Camp!

In addition, Nate and I have waged war on the household clutter. Though, I'll spare you a picture of that one. =)

Whew!

Photo Oops

2011-08-22T17:53:00.001-05:00

Mom: Jozef will you take a picture of me and Gemma? I don't have very many.

Jozef: Sure, Mom.

Mom: Um, thanks.

Pretty in Pink

2011-08-22T17:49:00.000-05:00

This precious little rosary bracelet melted my heart. It looks so sweet on her!

7 Quick Takes

2011-07-22T17:35:00.001-05:00

[ 1 ]

The boys have discovered Mr. Bean: The Animated Series on Netflix. Hilarious. Need I say more?

[ 2 ]

One of my favorite authors, Matthew Kelly, has a new book out--The One Thing. "If I could teach my son one thing that would ensure his appreciation of Catholicism, what would it be?" I plan to order it. Soon.

[ 3 ]

Kolbe is in the midst of tennis lessons. It's a daily activity for 3-weeks straight. I have to admit, it's gotten us up (!) and out of the house each day. That's saying a lot with a 1-month old in tow. It's been good for him and the rest of us. I hope we can continue to get out a lot when the lessons are over.

[ 4 ]

On our trip to Rushmore, the boys played the DS. A LOT. After coming home they acted like children addicted to sugar. "When can we play the DS?" "He's been playing for a loooonnng time, it's my turn!" On and on. Dad and I agreed, no more DS until Labor Day. It's amazing that they boys have calmed down about it have not asked even once since we made that proclamation. Thank goodness.

[ 5 ]

Nate's parents came to SD to visit us this past week. Upon arriving they declared, "That's a long drive!" We were so glad they came and played and swam and shared time with us. Thanks Grandma and Papa!

[ 6 ]

Nate wants to see Transformers 3 in a bad way. All the "guys" at work have been to it and exclaim, "It's awesome!". And, it's a blow 'em up movie and that totally appeals to guys, no? Trouble is, our favorite babysitter is home for the summer (she's a college gal and lives here during the school year). I'm hoping to find a way to get to the flick before it goes out of theaters.

[ 7 ]

Gemma is beginning to smile. Each day she selects two random times to really bust out in a smile. And, it melts the heart of whomever is the recipient of said smile. We are all in love!

Update

[ 8 ]

I almost forgot to share this story! After attempting to "liquidate" our pet bird last week (see #4 here), Jerzy turned his sights to the lone-goldfish swimming in the bowl. As I sat, chatting with my in-laws, Jerzy stared at a bar stool and started to scream. I asked what was the wrong and he said, "The fish is out of the bowl!" It seems our toddler scooped the fish out and sent him flapping around on the bar stool. It took a few attempts for Mom to scoop him up and put him back in the bowl. Now, he is swimming merrily and doing well. Thankfully, we have hardy pets in our home. Toddler-proof, even.

All Dressed Up

2011-07-19T13:14:00.000-05:00

A picture for Jen.

And a close-up from big brother Kolbe.

7 Quick Takes

2011-07-15T14:55:00.000-05:00

[ 1 ]

Gemma is 3-weeks old. It is bitter-sweet to have a newborn again. She is all sweet-ness. The additional stress is trying at times, but I am truly thankful to have been given this gift. The boys LOVE her unless she is crying. Short car trips to gymnastics or the pool are stress engulfed when she cries the whole way. They each get frustrated with her. Today, I pulled out some of their baby pics. I have pictures in which each of them are newborns and screaming their heads off. I'm not sure they're convinced that ALL BABIES CRY sometimes. But, I hope it's a start.

[ 2 ]

We spent the 4th of July with my parents in the Black Hills of South Dakota. What a beautiful place! We toured Mt. Rushmore, Custer State Park, The Corn Palace (of course) and Bear Country USA. Here's a photo recap:

All photos courtesy of Papa--our resident Shutter Bug. =)

[ 3 ]

I came across the Top 100-Movies for Boys and the Top-100 Books for Boys this week. I subscribed Kolbe up for Boys Life magazine, the magazine of the Boy Scouts. On their website they had these two listings. As with any compendium of books or movies, we should discern as parents if it is truly a good fit with our boys. We're beginning with The Mysterious Benedict Society by Trenton Lee Stewart.

[ 4 ]

The saga with our pet-birds continues. This week, Jerzy grabbed a spray bottle and doused the bird while the rest of us were finishing our lunch. Birds typically like to be sprayed with water periodically. It helps give them moisture and keeps them clean. However, when Jerzy sprayed the bird, the bottle wasn't full of water. Rather, it was a multipurpose cleaner. After FREAKING OUT Kolbe and I sprayed her with plenty of water and wiped her off. Thankfully, she is doing just fine.

[ 5 ]

My sister made us a new sticker for the back of the Suburban. Gemma is officially included now. A gentleman that is involved with Nate in Cub Scouts shared some wisdom with us last night regarding our "large" family size. "When people ask how many children you have, just say, 'Only five.' " I think I may use that one. Usually, innocent bystander's are at risk of heart failure when I pronounce that Gemma is our fifth.

[ 6 ]

A huge shout-out to the Catholic Mom's Bible Study here. We have received a number of homemade meals from them since Gemma was born. Truly, these are a life saver. Housework and cooking aren't as easily accomplished during this transition period. We feel blessed to be part of such a great network out here. What a simple, yet important, gift!

[ 7 ]

Jerzy can't quite pronounce Gemma's full name. When he wants to soothe her crying he'll say, "It's okay, Gemma Roof." It makes me smile each time he pronounces "Ruth" that way!

Peaks and Valleys

2011-06-27T16:33:00.000-05:00

There are times in life when the presence of God is far away and times when I can feel Him closely. The birth of our baby Gemma has been such a blessed event that I find myself reveling in this feeling. However, it has not always been so.

I can recall the feelings I had after Kolbe, our first-born, had arrived and we were officially a little family. Nate and I spent days just looking at him and enjoying this new experience in life. I felt like the entire world had changed now that I had a little one whose soul was entrusted to me. The world seemed so callous and cold but I knew that our family was warm and familiar and safe. I remember truly enjoying the feelings of blessedness that accompanied that time.

After the birth of Jerzy, our fourth, life was busy. We were far from our extended family. His birth felt rushed and the busyness of our family felt overwhelming. I remember praying that God would give me the grace to enjoy that time. It was a time I felt God was very far away. It was a time, I felt, of unanswered prayers. The things that were near were unending. Dishes, discipline, and the "bedtime badtimes" marked our days. Nate was working long hours and we were in a holding pattern where we just gritted our teeth and endured each day until it was over only to begin again.

I have heard it said that marriage is like a roller coaster with peaks and valleys. There are times when you feel like you are soaring through the air and there are times you simply get through the day, asking for the grace of a better tomorrow. I think this is a great analogy for daily life.

Recent days have me basking in the glow of a grace-filled birth and beginning days with Gemma in our family. In many ways our little family is in a different place than we were after our last baby was born. Each member of the family enjoys simply being around her (when she's not crying ;-) and looking on at her with love. We treasure her little features and wonder if she'll like Star Wars. We marvel at he beautiful hair and how big she is already! We enjoy simply holding her and snuggling with her on our lap or shoulder.

For now, we'll all enjoy this mountain-top time, for certainly there will be many more valleys in the future. I have been through enough of them to know that these times are for enjoying and treasuring. The housework will wait, the homeschooling doesn't need to continue for now. Instead, we'll go to the park or watch a movie together, and simply enjoy being a family.

Homelife

2011-06-23T21:49:00.000-05:00

We're all enjoying our new baby.

Thank you, Lord, for our beautiful blessing.

Our Little Gem

2011-06-19T22:28:00.001-05:00

Gemma Ruth came into the world at 2:30 PM today. She is 8lbs 6 ozs and 20 inches long.

We are truly blessed.

Thank you for your prayers, they really helped me through.

False Start

2011-06-18T13:00:00.000-05:00

The hospital called this morning. The Labor & Delivery area was full and they wanted to postpose our induction.

I told Nate that it felt like a football penalty.

False start.
25 yard penalty.
No 1st down.

After a night of tossing and turning and anxiously awaiting, we are waiting a bit more. We're rescheduled for tomorrow morning.

God's will be done. =)

Waiting for Baby

2011-06-13T15:42:00.000-05:00

Marcel had a nugget of wisdom that he just had to share with me at mass yesterday:

"Mom, your belly can not get any bigger. Pretty soon, you won't fit into any clothes."

Jerzy believes that he fits just fine into the new baby car seat.

And Mom and Dad are peaceful with a recent change. During these last two weeks of my pregnancy, Nate and I have made a rather last-minute decision to switch doctors. At my last doctor appointment, I spotted a certificate that said "Certified by Planned Parenthood" on the wall of the nurse practitioner's office. I was shocked to see it there. At the very least, this person is passionate about abortion. At the most, how many abortions has she been party to?

The idea of sending these people my money and support was no longer an option. As a mother-bear protects her cubs I thought there was no way I could have these doctors as partners in our baby's birth.

As if by divine providence (which, I'm sure it was), a friend called me (completely out-of-the-blue) and told me about a pro-life doctor in Sioux Falls (an hour drive from here). I made an appointment, toured the hospital and now know this is where we are to have our baby. This hospital is truly a holy place:

- No contraception is prescribed by their OB staff

- They are knowledgeable about Natural Family Planning and recommend it to their patients

- The hospital has a 24-hour Eucharistic Adoration chapel

- The staff was professional, friendly and welcoming

If the baby doesn't come during this week, I am scheduled to be induced there on Saturday. Why an induction? Well, when we calculated the travel time with the need to have our boys well taken care of, we feel like this is the best course of action.

So, why this complete change of plans? All life is a gift from God. Sometimes, babies are surprises, and, sometimes, babies are planned. Usually, babies are healthy though sometimes babies are not. Regardless of the circumstances, life is a gift to be received. Women should be encouraged in this rather than discouraged. Knowing that Planned Parenthood's main money maker is abortion is the reason I had to run when I saw that certificate on the wall. Their mission is abortion, plain and simple. They are contra-life and I'll have no part in that.

So, as we all wait for baby, Nate and I are truly at peace with this major change. And, ready to meet our new little girl!

About a Bird

2011-06-07T11:47:00.000-05:00

Once there was an 8-year old who wanted a pet bird for his birthday. His parents thought this was a good idea as learning how to take care of others is an important lesson for a boy. So, they purchased a cage, and the necessary gear and made a trip to the local pet big-box store.

Two small parakeets were selected and the boy began taking care of his pets. The boy would talk with them, sit by them, watch them, and work with them outside of the cage. He even let them know when he was leaving the house and would reassure them that he would return soon.

A few days after the purchase, one of the birds was found dead as a door knob. "Oh no," Mom thought, "this will crush the boy." Mom quickly "took care" of the situation and informed the boy when he returned home from cub scouts. He took the news okay and his parents reassured him that he was doing an exemplary job taking care of the birds.

A short week or so later, the other bird died. The parents were confused. Afterall, they've raised four healthy, strapping young boys, but they couldn't take care of a bird? They followed the instructions to the letter and knew that no bird ever had such a great home life.

Fast-forward about 6 weeks and Mom and Dad have resolved to again purchase a bird (this time a cockatiel) and make a "go" of this whole "taking care of a pet" thing. We have the gear, just no bird for the boy.

A cockatiel was purchased from a local breeder rather than a big-box pet store. The price was double, however the parents are hoping the bird will be worth the increased fee.

The bird was brought home and left to acclimate to his new comfy home for 24-hours. Then, the excited boy took the bird out of his home for some exercise and play time. The bird noticed the steady ceiling fan in the room and decided he'd perch there, away from the boy. And his Mom.

For 45-minutes Mother and Son attempted to retrieve the bird from the top of the fan. The bird, for his part, simply jumped from blade-to-blade-to-blade, around and around away from Mom's grasp. It was then that Mom thought, "We should have bought a dog. A dog would not be on top of the ceiling fan right now."

Finally, the boy suggested that Mom disassemble the fan to leave the bird without a perch to stand on, so to speak. Mom looked at the boy. At 9-months pregnant and perched atop a kitchen chair, the prospect of removing the blades from the fan was not a good one. However, the prospect of allowing the bird to simply hang out until Dad got home from work, allowed to chew or leave dropping wherever he may was not an option.

Jozef with "Petri"

After 3 screwdrivers and 15 more minutes, Mom had the blades off of the fan. And, the bird happily flew down and perched atop the couch. Mom made some comments about the score of the day (Bird-1, Mom and Boy-0) and the boy simply delivered the bird to his cage. And there he would remain. For at least 24 more hours!

This morning, when the boy took the bird out, he was much more cooperative. The boy loved his new pet. Already. And Mom remembered why we bought the bird in the first place. She has simply resolved not to look up at the ugly-duckling of a ceiling fan that is a direct result of this new family member.

36 Weeks

2011-05-26T11:17:00.000-05:00

Sometimes, I walk by the mirror and think, "Holy cow!" I know each pregnancy ends this way, but, well, "Holy cow!" And there's still 4-weeks of growing time!

Photo Roundup

2011-05-25T10:54:00.000-05:00

Watching Kolbe snuggle up and read his Boxcar Children books leaves me breathless. I love that he enjoys a good story. I love that he takes initiative and reads on his own--without my prompting. I love that these are "good" stories where siblings care for one another and each and every soul they meet.

----

My Mom keeps saying how much Marcel and Jerzy look alike. Today at breakfast, they were even dressed alike. This one's for you, Mom.

Shutterbug

2011-05-23T17:30:00.000-05:00

Jozef loves to take pictures of that which he loves.

7 Quick Takes

2011-05-20T10:37:00.001-05:00

[ 1 ]

This week, I began washing all of the adorable pink baby clothes that our many generous friends have given to us. It was very odd to have a huge stack of light pink and polka dots amidst the red and the Star Wars t-shirts. As I was putting the clothes away, Jerzy insisted on helping me. Here, my "baby" was now all grown up, helping me to stock the dresser of the next baby. I told him these clothes were for baby Gemma. He said, "Yep. These are for Gemma," as he put them in the drawer.

[ 2 ]

These kind of little preparations are making the end of this pregnancy a reality. For the past 35 weeks, I've just been focusing on the boys and being pregnant. I knew the reality of baby was far, far off. However, the calendar doesn't lie and she'll be here before we know it! Am I ready for a newborn? I don't think I'm quite there yet. But it's nothing a little prayer and meditation won't fix.

[ 3 ]

I am afraid of the month of June. This is relatively new for me, but looking at the calendar strikes a bit of fear into my mind. Nate will be gone for a weekend here and a business trip there. The boys begin a new round of gymnastics half-way through. And, I am due at the very end of the month. So, to lessen the fear, I'll give you, dear reader the facts, and hopefully, convince myself that everything will be just fine:

-- Fact: There is pretty much no-chance I'll deliver early. I typically deliver between 40 - 41 weeks.

-- Fact: The end of pregnancy is pretty much uncomfortable 23 hours per day.

-- Fact: We do have friends in the area who would certainly be available if I should need them.

Given these facts, how do I feel about June? Well, my reaction it about the same as this guy at the end of this video:

[ 4 ]

Okay, not really. The end of pregnancy always brings up trust issues I have with the Big Guy. It's easy to say, "Trust in God, He'll take care of you," but it's quite another to put it into practice. The Lord knows all of the things going on in my life and the logistics necessary in order for me to have this baby. However, if I don't know the plan or feel in control, that's a very scary feeling. For the entire month I will be praying for a sense of peace and the ability to let God control my life--because He can certainly handle it!

[ 5 ]

Next weekend we are heading to Michigan to celebrate with my niece and her family her High School graduation. I am so excited for her! And, I'm looking forward to seeing all of our family one more time before baby arrives.

[ 6 ]

Kolbe is making his way through The Boxcar Children series of books. He's already finished book #3 and there are 99 total! Is he discouraged? No way! I love it. He proudly says, "I plan to read them all!" He is an inspiration to me and Nate.

I read many of these books when I was young and it has been such a great experience to relive them with my son. It's something I never would have dreamt of!

[ 7 ]

This weekend we are having a friend watch the boys while Nate and I go out for a bit. You see, we've been trying to go on a date for the last two months. Every time I get a lead on a great babysitter, it doesn't work out. We live in a college town and the semester ended a few weeks ago. A few of those great babysitters went home for the summer (understandably). Others simply have busy social calendars, etc. Finally, I broke down to Nate and told him that we really needed to spend some time together. He called a friend and we're all set for Saturday! We will be able to have conversation without needed to hop up and get something, change someone or quell an argument.

Hope you have a great weekend!

A Very Big Day

2011-05-19T17:05:00.000-05:00

Earlier this week, we celebrated two big events in one day.

Marcel and Jozef completed one-full year of gymnastics!

They proudly wore their medals.

Kolbe graduated from a Tiger Cub Scout...

To a Bear Cub Scout!

So, we had ice cream.

Twice in one day.

The Non-Existent Middle Ground

2011-05-17T15:47:00.000-05:00

I am working my way through Modern Saints: Their Lives and Faces, Vol. 1 by Ann Ball. As I read about these extraordinary people and the heroic lives they lead, I am reminded that we, too, are called to be extraordinary heroes. Though, there is no magic wand that will create that in our lives. Rather, through daily conscious decisions and hard work, a path to sanctity can be made, for ourselves and (just as importantly) for our spouse and children.

He advised his priests that, "The Servant of Charity must go to bed each night so tired from work that he will think he has been beaten."

- Blessed Louis Guanella
from Modern Saints: Their Lives and Faces, Vol. 1

As devout parents we have one foot in many worldly matters and one foot (hopefully) climbing towards heaven. It is no wonder that the overwhelming majority of Saints were those called to single life. Few were husbands and wives and parents. Thus, the vocation of married life and parenthood is uniquely difficult. It is easy to get bogged down in these many worldly matters and lose our way on the path to holiness.

We do not have the freedom to take on such harsh pennances (like feeling each night as though we had been beaten), as that would be contrary to our vocation. However, we can strive to go to bed each night truly tired. Tired from serving God and our family, tired from keeping to a schedule of prayer and work, tired from serving and loving those around us--tired and truly at peace that, at the end of each day, we are choosing God over "self".

God <------------->Self

Just like the Saints, our spiritual lives are in perpetual motion. I read once that we are either moving closer to, or farther away, from God. There is no standing still. Through our words, works and actions we are either moving towards holiness or away from it. It's that simple. And, that difficult.

As married persons within the Church, it is common to have a full calendar each day. However, our sisters and brothers, the Saints, show us that life can be a perpetual prayer. We can sanctify the laundry and the dishes and the diapers just as we can be sanctified by our prayer lives, the sacraments, and edifying books. And, our life needs to maintain a balance of each.

As married persons within the Church, we have a responsibility to be holy. In addition (as if that wasn't enough) we must keep our spouse on the path towards Christ and emulate holiness to our children. Whew! No wonder we should go to bed each night exhausted!

Family prayer is a crucial means to bringing our family closer to Christ. Through researching a homeschool curriculum, the founder had this to say about their religious program:

Ultimately, what we aim for is to train the children:

--To join in the prayer of the Catholic Church and
--To study all that God has revealed, through
Sacred Tradition, and
Sacred Scripture.
By "train" we do not mean that to teach them about these important resources, for we are not religious reporters nor will they be. We are the servants of Christ who are supposed to be the ones living the religion. Our training is an apprenticeship in Christian living.

May we all reflect upon this mission: To work each day towards holiness and bring our spouse and children with us.

Park Days

2011-05-16T12:27:00.000-05:00

A Charitable Heart

2011-05-12T14:48:00.000-05:00

Her: Marcel? It's time to take a bath!

Marcel: Oh. I wish the bathtub was never invented!

Her: Well, you were born in the wrong time period for that.

Marcel: [mulling this information] I'm thinking about donating our bathtub!

Her: [in her infinite Mommy-wisdom] Why don't you discuss that with your Dad when he gets home? Until then, bath!

I really think my boys are getting a hang of this "sacrificial giving" and having a "charitable heart" thing.

Love Notes

2011-05-09T17:04:00.000-05:00

Dear Mom,

Thanks so much for letting us go outside and play today. It was a bit muddy, but we enjoyed it. As strapping young boys, it is important that we get out-of-doors and conquer the world. Thanks for your understanding about this.

Love,

Your boys

p.s. We're out of bubbles. We realize that we had 6 small cans, but, uh, we used them all up.

A picture truly is worth one-thousand words.

If this is the switchplate, you can imagine the bathroom sink...

Surviving Your Third Trimester

2011-05-09T16:44:00.000-05:00

The latest edition of the Raiche family is currently kickin' my butt. I'm wondering, "Do pregnancies get harder as you have more children?" I worked until 1-week before Kolbe was born and 1-day before Jozef! Now, getting out of bed, making 3 meals and conquering 1 load of laundry is a very big day! Never mind all that "nesting" I'm supposed to be doing!

How am I surviving these final weeks until our little one arrives? And, how can you survive your last trimester?

[ 1 ]

Make a list each morning of what you'd like to accomplish for the day. Then, cross of half of the tasks. Then, cross out half again. Then, realize you'll probably get to about half of the remaining items.

[ 2 ]

Enlist the help of your troops. Did you know an 8-year old can wipe down the bathroom? No, he or she will not do the job with your poise and eye for detail. However, it will indeed be an improvement. Also, you can answer questions like this: "Mom, can we play the Wii?" with responses like: "Sure, as soon as you sweep under the kitchen table." They will quickly and readily get the job done--with a smile even!

[ 3 ]

Give you husband a few jobs and then praise, praise, praise. Nate will gladly switch over a load from the washer to the dryer just before heading out the door to work in the morning. Giving the little boys a bath or making a meal are also jobs he'll do. The key here is to remember to thank him and then thank him again later for his help. I find that husbands need a lot of encouragement when doing their "Man Jobs" and adding "Mom Jobs" on top.

[ 4 ]

Use this time of wanting to be on the couch constructively. Play the board game your kids are always asking you to play. Build LEGOS. Watch movies together. Color pictures. These activities are ones I usually pass on saying, "I can't right now, I need to do the laundry, etc." But, right now, I am certainly happy to just sit down and hang out with them.

[ 5 ]

Remember: No one has been pregnant forever. This is a period of transition and resting is a big part of it. As are heart burn, discomfort, backaches, and overall uncomfortableness. And those are just my woes! Moms go through amazing things to bring new life into the world. But we do need to be gentle on ourselves during this time. So, take heart and enjoy, because as soon as the baby is born, you'll soon forget this last trimester. And, life will change dramatically!

Thoughts on an Easter Monday

2011-04-25T11:32:00.000-05:00

Breakfast

Jerzy munched on an egg-full of M-M's and Marcel sucked on a ring-pop before breakfast was officially "served". I reminded myself that today is Easter Monday and the celebrating could continue...a bit longer. After all, I am sure the disciples were certainly celebrating the day after they discovered Jesus had resurrected. Although their celebrating probably did not included candy-coated chocolate pieces or suckers that could double as jewelry.

Post-Breakfast

Marcel had the guts to request playing with Play-Doh as soon as he finished his "proper" breakfast. Either he is the most courageous 4-year-old I know, or he simply hasn't looked around at the rest of the house to discover that every room looks as though a tornado had passed through in the night. I was about to deny his request when I realized, his occupation with the Play-Doh may afford me the ability to get the counters cleared off. Maybe.

On the iPod

Nate's Easter gift is helping me to cope on this morning after as I survey the damage--Alison Krauss and Union Station's new album, Paper Airplane. Her sweet-grass tunes and vocals are giving me the courage to at least stare down the mess. Now, to begin...

On the Agenda

I've dropped a few subtle hints that I'll be cleaning up a bit this morning. And, this afternoon, we're going to look at a car for Nate. Hopefully, it work out! Have a great Easter Monday! He is risen!

Band - Aid

2011-04-20T22:19:00.000-05:00

Sometimes, a boy needs to take matters into his own hands.

Mommy kept asking him not to irritate a scratch he had on his head. Hearing this, he quickly disappeared upstairs. Minutes later, he came back to the kitchen to show off his remedy. I have to give him credit, it did the job.

7 Quick Takes

2011-04-15T11:16:00.002-05:00

[ 1 ]

Big news! 75% of my children can now get themselves dressed in the morning. This is a big deal! Morning stress is reduced when simply laying out a child's clothes guarantees they'll come downstairs set and ready to go. Most days, they match, and the days they don't, if we're not leaving the house, I don't make a fuss about it. I am just enjoying this moment!

[ 2 ]

My boys have had an awesome Lent. I am saying this purely from the physical side. As a family we've made a few changes for Lent, and the only one that we've stuck to (for various reasons) is giving up chocolate. There have been many times during the last few weeks that chocolate has been offered to them. When possible, they have politely declined. When, not possible (because it would be rude) they have accepted the chocolate and then told me about it later, explaining the situation and why they accepted the treat. I am really proud of them for being so committed. If only their Mom had that kind of resolve...

[ 3 ]

Jozef turns "6" next week. He has been waiting for his birthday to come since just after Christmas. He drew a picture of the items he wanted for his birthday back in February. Each day, he asks, "How many more days 'till my birthday?" It's hard to believe just how much he's looking forward to it. We'll travel to Sioux Falls with some friends to one of those indoor inflatable entertainment centers and then go out for pasta afterward. And, he can have chocolate, since we're celebrating his birthday on Palm Sunday.

Jozef's birthday list.

[ 4 ]

Jozef was enamored with all of the plans to celebrate his big day except for the fact that we're celebrating it on a Sunday. "Sunday" means "mass". And "mass" for him, is not the most exciting hour of the week. He threw a bit of a fit upon realizing that he had to go to mass on the day we were celebrating his birthday. Ah, the emotional roller coaster that is a young boy.

[ 5 ]

Nate hit a deer over a week ago (when we were in the U.P.) and wrecked our mini-van. I was not upset when he told me and was truly happy that he wasn't hurt. After discussing the accident with him the reality of car shopping set in. Since our very first days as a married couple, making major purchases has been difficult to navigate. We each approach a purchase from different angles. Allow me to illustrate:

Her : I want you to find the right car for your needs as well as one that we can count on. It needs to be safe, good in the snow, and in good condition. You are special to me, let's find a great car for you, my love.

Him: Let's find a car that gets down the road.

So, we're looking for something between Mater and Lightening McQueen. That shouldn't be too difficult.

[ 6 ]

Often, people ask me where we get the inspiration for the names of our children. While each of them is named after a Saint, I also wanted as many of their names to be of modern Saints. Why? Well, often, we have pictures of these Saints and more of their life story, simply because of the advent of cameras, letter writing, diaries, etc. Also, their relatives and friends may be available to the Vatican to give many first-hand accounts regarding their lives. That way, the boys (and our future daughter) can have a picture of their Saints on their walls as well as really learn about them and, hopefully, become friends with them. One source that I keep going back to is a series of books by Ann Ball. I found Jerzy's name in there as well as the name we're planning to name our baby girl: Gemma. In fact, St. Gemma is on one of the covers!

Modern Saints: Their Lives and Faces, Book 1

Modern Saints: Their Lives and Faces, Book 2

[ 7 ]

Here's what 30-weeks is looking like these days:

Jerzy now knows that there is a baby in Mommy's belly. For the last few days, he's periodically come up to me and asked, "Your baby come out yet?" To which I answer, "Not yet." I thought 10 more weeks was a long wait for me, but it seems he's just as anxious!

Have a great weekend!

Hiatus

2011-04-11T17:19:00.001-05:00

The boys and I spent the last two weeks in Michigan's Upper Peninsula. My Mom had surgery and it was a great way to spend time with our extended family and serve her. Honestly, the boys loved their time there so much, they never once asked, "When are we going home?"

Nate and I would like nothing better than to live in the U.P., though it's tough to see a path that will get us there. As far as Nate's field (construction) there is not that much activity there and it would require that he travel throughout Michigan and Wisconsin to work on projects--and be away from us for extended periods of time.

I sometimes wonder if we'll always wish to be there, but never get there. Often, the lives of the Saints are filled with unfulfilled desires. St. Gianna, for instance, wanted to be a missionary in South America. She prayed about it for years until she realized that God was calling her to marriage. St. Gemma (who we're planning to name our baby girl after) desired to become a religious for many years. However, poor health made that an unfulfilled dream for her.

Both of these women continued to love and serve the Lord where they were at, but also had a desire for something different. That may be the same place we're in. We may always desire to be closer to our families, but that might not be what God has planned for us.

So, for two weeks, the boys and I got to live our dream of visiting, sharing and living with our family. And, we were thankful to God and to Nate (who spent over a week alone) for the opportunity.

Self-Gift

2011-03-16T12:22:00.002-05:00

Matthew 10:39

"He who finds his life will lose it, and he who loses his life for My sake will find it"

Often, throughout the various situations we find ourselves in, we are searching for ways to be served rather than to serve. In social situations we look to be treated warmly. In our family we expect to be respected and seek positive feelings from those around us. At work we look for positive feedback about the efforts we're making.

However, the entire message of the bible is simply, "become a self-gift." As part of a local women's bible study, we are reading one of John Paul II's encyclicals entitled "Mulieris Dignitatem" (The Dignity and Vocation of Women). In the document he mentions the fall of Adam and Eve in the garden and points out, "Man set himself against God and sought to find fulfillment apart from God." Thus the eating of the apple and the hope of attaining something which they thought God might be holding back from them.

The world, and our own inner voices, often agree with Adam and Eve here. We are told to look for a more fulfilling relationship elsewhere if our marriage is too hard. Or, we are told not to have any more children if it may be restricting our own personal happiness. Or, we are to look to money as the path to peace and security. Hundreds of times each day we seek intangibles other than God to quench our thirst for Him.

Just as the apple was a false promise of knowledge, so, too, are the promptings of the world and those that can come from within. They are merely ideas that have no backing.

Rather, John Paul II points out, the cure for the Common Fallen Man is this: "...man...cannot fully find himself except through a sincere gift of self."

After reading that I thought instantly about Mary when she first learned from the Angel Gabriel that she would be the mother of Jesus. What was her first act? Sulk? Brag? Gloat? No, she went to her cousin Elizabeth, who was expecting a child herself, and served her.

How often do we have a hurt ego and seek out ways to comfort ourselves? Sometimes, when I am having a "bad day", I find it hard to serve. Rather, I want to be consoled and coddled. The Saints knew the fallacy of this and they emptied themselves into the circumstances they were in.

It is through the daily acts of becoming a self-gift that we truly find peace and joy.

Throughout this next week, let us ask ourselves, "How can I be a self-gift in this situation?" When we feel empty and are looking for consolation, let us find an opportunity to fill someone else up through acts of love or service. May we attain a small slice of the peace that surpasses understanding through becoming a self-gift.

Jen Fulwiler at Conversion Diary posted "My life changing diapers" today. Check it out as another vantage of self-gift.

Lenten Suggestions

2011-03-08T18:08:00.000-06:00

For those that are struggling with what kind of sacrifices to give up this Lenten season, the Raiche family has some ideas to get your started:

Recap :: Marcel's advice: Give up listening to your Mom when she's mad at you.

Recap :: Jozef is recommending giving up a vegetable that you already don't like. In his case, we had just finished dinner where Mom had the audacity to serve cauliflower. During dinner we were discussing Lent and Jozef had the bright idea to simply give up that which he already hates. Nate is following suit.

We hope you've found this edition of Lenten suggestions helpful in your pursuit of the holy.

Too Hot to Brush

2011-03-08T07:49:00.000-06:00

Marcel: Mom? Next time you go to the grocery store, could you please buy some warm toothpaste? That hot toothpaste burns my tongue and my teeth.

Mom: { stunned } Okay, then.

7 Quick Takes

2011-02-25T21:37:00.000-06:00

[ 1 ]

Upon moving in to our new place, I found a package of dishwashing soap left here that I've never used before. Rather than a liquid or power soap, there are many soapy packets which one simply plops into the soap tray. When it was time to wash, and our soap was nowhere to be found, I decided to give it a whirl. WOAH! My dishes were the cleanest evah! No soapy residue and the glasses were as clear as they day I bought them. Sold! For those out there, like me, that struggle with automatic dishwasher soap, check out Cascade Complete. 'Nuff said.

[ 2 ]

I just re-subscribed to the Magnificat. For those that aren't familiar, Magnificat is a monthly subscription that delivers Morning Prayer, Mass Readings and Evening Prayer in a magazine form for each day of the month. In addition to the prayers, there are homilies with the Mass readings, Saints biographies and a study of a piece of religious art. I am sure I'm forgetting other details, but the magazine that arrives each month brings peace to my soul with each arrival. Each day I have a companion for prayer and can take it with me wherever I go.

As I was perusing their website I noticed that current subscribers can also read each issue online for free. AND they offer a web/IPhone package for those that would simply like to use the e-edition. Wow!

[ 3 ]

Kolbe's birthday is coming up in a month and his mental wheels are already turning. He's requested a birthday dinner of pastys (pronounced pass-tees). Pastys are a tradition in Michigan's Upper Peninsula and a small region surrounding there. Simply, it's a meat pie with potatoes wrapped up like a calzone. And, totally scrumptious when drenched in ketchup. Nate and I grew up eating pastys, so Kolbe's request makes us proud.

photo credit :: Dobber's Pastys

[ 4 ]

This week, our Netflix delivered The Good, The Bad and The Ugly. The movie is almost 3 hours long, so it took us two nights to get through. I have to be honest, I kept watching to wait for the movie to redeem itself. I realize I am not from the generation that this movie was produced, but I really didn't get the point. Sorry, Mr. Eastwood.

[ 5 ]

Nate slept through most of the movie, though he was awake for the beginning and the end. He, too, felt like the movie was pointless. So, the very next night he sent me to the movie store because he needed to "clear his palate of the ick that was The Good, The Bad and The Ugly." So, we watched Get Low. The story, equal "parts fable, folk lore and legend", was well told. I enjoyed it. Nate slept through most of that one as well. Hmmm...I'm noticing an trend here.

[ 6 ]

So what is Nate's favorite movie of 2010? The A-Team. Completely over-the-top with a ridiculous plot. Nate says the film has one scene that, for Nate, makes the movie an instant classic--the A-team ends up successfully navigating a tank through the air in order to avoid capture. C'mon people--a TANK!

[ 7 ]

We're returning the favor to our friends of watching their crew for them while they're out of town. They have three children and we'll be hosting two of them for the weekend. The boys are super-excited to have friends sleeping over. Mom and Dad are hoping they'll be asleep before midnight. =] Have a great weekend!

Photo Update

2011-02-22T12:32:00.000-06:00

Our new place.

It's smaller than the last one, so we are really prioritizing what we need and what to donate...

I feel like I'm walking down a tunnel of snow to get to the door!

When we have more snow here than my folks in Michigan's Upper Peninsula,

it's time for Spring!

A view of the boys at lunch. The inside of the house is spacious, just smaller.

(don't mind the mess =)

Jerzy's had his first haircut by a barber today!

He sat really well for them!

And, he had a huge smile on his face when she elevated the chair.

Haircut, then fries.

Jozef working on LEGOS post haircut.

And a shot of Kolbe for good measure.

I still cut his hair--he's an easy customer.

And, the belly shot. I'm already feeling VERY big.

This is not good because I still have about 4 months to go!

Baby Names

2011-02-21T10:16:00.000-06:00

While Nate and I continue to discuss baby names for our little girl due this summer, I came across a name today that we will not be choosing. From the headlines at Drudge:

'Man names first-born daughter "Facebook"'

That's one name down, 1,000,001 more to go...

Whirlwind

2011-02-15T16:03:00.000-06:00

This weekend we moved. Again. The last time we moved was 6 months ago. Sometimes, I really do think we are like vagabonds.

The house we were renting had some persistent issues that we weren't comfortable with, health-wise. With me being pregnant and our baby to soon occupy the home, we felt it was best to move.

So, for the 8th time in my married life, I am looking at an ocean of boxes before me. Sometimes, I wonder what God is up to with all of these moves; some big and some small. I just wonder what the "big plan" is.

There is one thing, however, that I know for sure. No matter what, our boys are happy to be with their family. They don't mind the transitions (thus far) or the unpacking or the craziness of their parents when they say, "We're moving tomorrow." Rather, they are comforted in the fact that their parents are always with them, no matter what house we may currently be occupying.

For now, God's will for me is apparent--unpack the boxes and make this place a home. Though I will continue to pray that He guide us as to His big plans.

Our Little Princess

2011-02-09T10:13:00.000-06:00

The boys have been hoping beyond hope for another brother, come the end of June. They're worried about the pink-ification of our house, the princess-ification of our movies, and the general girly-ness that may be imposed upon them.

Monday, we found out that we are indeed having a girl! Nate and I were surprised (all of our prior ultrasounds were "boy") and are excited! "This will be different," we thought, "but in a good way!"

After receiving the news, I think the boys are still hoping for a little more Princess Leia:

Than Princess Tiara.

Either way, we can't wait to meet her face to face.

Chilly

2011-02-08T09:18:00.003-06:00

The temp as we were driving in to gymnastics this morning. That's negative 24 degrees!

I'm hoping for some construction project in the future in a warmer climate.

7 Quick Takes

2011-02-04T14:58:00.000-06:00

[ 1 ]

On our recent trip away, Nate and I learned how much effort it took to stop talking about the children. On any given day, they are the center of our universe-365 days a year. Much of our conversation is stories about their antics, worries we have, or things we notice and want to share. We rarely have a chance to talk about ourselves. So, after a concerted effort over about four hours, I finally felt like we could have a conversation about our thoughts or dreams rather than simply go on and on about the boys. Wow! Who knew switching gears would be so hard?

[ 2 ]

The boys stayed with good friends of ours while we were gone. In total, it was two and a half days and two nights. I thought they would be really excited to see us when we arrived to pick them up. When we walked in the door they said, "Oh. Hi, Mom and Dad," and then, continued playing. The good news: we didn't scar them for life by leaving (shock!). The bad news: they may have scarred me. One of them even proceeded to cry when it was time to come home. I think our friends may be more excited than we are! Oh, well.

[ 3 ]

I just finished reading A Woman's Life, a biography of St. Gianna Beretta Molla. A quote from the book sums up her life succinctly. Her husband, Pietro, recalled, "She seemed to be to be a completely ordinary woman, but as Archbishop Colombo (the one responsible with opening the process of beatification) has said, '...holiness does not consist of extraordinary signs. Above all, it consists of the daily acceptance of the unfathomable designs of God.'"

[ 4 ]

My new Catholic Daily Planner is amazing! I am a gal that needs more than a calendar but certainly less than an expensive organization system. This book is exactly it! Upon ordering, you can add an area for menu planning and/or homeschool lesson plans. I usually have menus and schedules and calendars all over the house. Now, it's all in one place.

In addition, there are various quotes throughout, the mass readings for each day, Saint's feast days, and reminders for which mystery to say each day.

[ 5 ]

One of the topics that Nate and I discussed on our trip, was the recent article Why Chinese Mothers Are Superior by Amy Chua. The article appeared in the Wall Street Journal (and online) and sparked a flurry of debate among Mom's online. I read the article to Nate over dinner (something I never would have been able to do on a normal night at home) and he was surprised by how Chinese vs. the U.S. the article was. Though, he was sure the author took such a superior tone simply to startle readers a bit. Did you read the article? What were your thoughts?

[ 6 ]

One thing that I agree with Chua on is the fact that we often give up easily on our kids. I do this when homeschooling. If one of the boys is really struggling through his work and complaining that he can't do it, I will consider whether to push him to finish it or to allow him a break--which usually means we never get back to the work that day. I have stopped listening to complaining (just pretending not to hear) and have insisted the the work for the day will be done before all else. The boys have risen to the challenge, stopped complaining and just finish their work.

[ 7 ]

Upon unloading my camera this afternoon, I came upon some candid photos from the past week.

Have a great weekend! Go Pack Go!

It's Derby Time -- Updated

2011-01-28T15:54:00.001-06:00

Tonight's the big pinewood derby for Kolbe's Cub Scouts. He's hoping that his car is "as fast as a cheetah."

Here's he's giving it the base coat of paint.

Then, the spots.

A proud Cub Scout with with his car: Cheetah!

We'll let you know how he does in the races!

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Update: Kolbe won 1st place for his Den!

His car was also in the finals for fastest overall!

Way to go!

A tired boy accepts his prize.

Respite

2011-01-27T13:34:00.000-06:00

Next week, Nate and I are going to Chicago for a few days--without the kids. This is the first time in our 9-years of marriage that we'll travel for 3 nights without our quiver-full in tow.

In our first years of marriage, it was easy to feel truly connected, so the need for some time away was never a question. Besides, we hated the idea of leaving our little guys behind. Wouldn't that scar them for life somehow?

Add more children, more years, and more busy-ness to that equation and you have two parents who can feel more like roommates that share child-duties than intimate best friends. Now, a few days can easily pass before the opportunity to have a deep conversation or simply the sharing of what's on your mind can occur.

It is during these times that I remind myself that the best parents are those that are connected and in love. In "The Five Love Languages", the author describes each spouse as having a "love tank" (like an inner gas tank) to be filled with love of and for the other. When our "love tanks" are filled up, we are better parents (more patient, more fun, more present, etc.). When our "love tanks" feel low, it's easy to become frustrated or discouraged.

How do we stay connected and keep our "love tanks" full? One way is to go to dinner together. An hour or two of conversation will do wonders for both of us. We try to do this about every 6-weeks. Another way is to simply spend the day together as a family. A Saturday that has no outside commitments and the only item on the agenda is "time together" rejuvenates all of us. Games, movies, cooking together or reading aloud are activities that we all enjoy.

And, now, we'll add taking a short trip away to our list. My thinking on this has come a long way from those early years. The boys are fully supportive--they think THEY are the ones going on vacation, spending 3-nights away from us. The "baby" is over 2 years old and thinks of our friends as his extended family--I am confident he will be just fine. The scarring, if any, will be minimal. ;-)

Nate and I are looking forward to spending lots of time together talking, eating good food, discussing our goals for the future, and just being together--filling up our "love tanks" along the way.

In the end, I think we'll all enjoy the time of respite.

19 weeks

2011-01-26T19:24:00.002-06:00

Library Tuesday

2011-01-25T12:53:00.000-06:00

Today was a typical day at the library today for the Raiche family. We found some books, DVDs and audiobooks.

Oh, and did I mention a bump on the head? Jerzy decided to pull a computer cart over onto himself and became lodged underneath it. After tempering his cries I found he was no worse for the wear, other than an egg on his forehead. He and I aided the befuddled librarians in picking up the pieces and he apologized for the disaster.

Upon checking out I handed the clerk my library card and she handed me an incident report to fill out.

Yep, just a typical day at the library.

A Birthday 4 Marcel

2011-01-22T16:22:00.000-06:00

Marcel turned 4 years-old this past week. We celebrated with a Toy Story birthday party.

Stickers for everyone!

A homemade cake with Buzz, Woody and some army guys!

Four!

His brothers worked hard for two days decorating with streamers, balloons, and Toy Story colored pictures.

It was a birthday to remember!

Slow-Cookin'

2011-01-20T17:26:00.000-06:00

When is the slow cooker not a Mom's best friend?

When just thinking about beef cooking for 8+ hours is enough to turn my stomach. Presently, our dinner is in a slow cooker. The cooking is taking place in the garage rather than in the kitchen. It's a little unorthodox but it's one way to make dinner easily, while maintaining a sense of calm in my stomach.

I am now 18-weeks pregnant and into my second trimester, though I think this queasy stomach is here to stay...until the end of June.

Meanwhile, the flutters in my tummy remind me that this is indeed only temporary. In the end, I'll have a settled stomach and a beautiful baby to remind me of the glory of God.

A Saint to Spend the Year With

2011-01-17T17:28:00.000-06:00

The other day, I happened upon the Saint's Name Generator at Conversion Diary. The creator, Jennifer Fulwiler, decided it was a great way for the faithful to randomly select a Saint to learn about and become acquainted with. She challenged readers to use it as a tool to select a Saint to "spend the year with". I decided to take the plunge.

The result? St. Gianna Beretta Molla. I already am aware that she was a wife, mother, professional doctor, as well as a woman who put her life on the line for the unborn child in her womb. The baby survived, but Gianna died after allowing that pregnancy to come to term.

I really need a friend like Gianna and can't wait to learn more about her and to ask for her intercession. At times, I can be discouraged at the riggers of daily family life. My life is more "survive" than "thrive". So, my prayer for the year? To begin to thrive, rather than survive, in family life.

I know I need to allow this time of pregnancy (and the accompanying symptoms) to be a time of thriving as well. Maybe I won't make homemaker of the year, but I can still pray, read to and snuggle with my boys. I can thrive in the circumstances God puts me in.

St. Gianna, pray for us!

photo credit: saintgianna.org

The Next Biggest Loser

2011-01-13T16:28:00.000-06:00

Dear Magnetic Alphabet & Numbers,

A few years ago, when the Raiche family only had one little boy, an education-minded Mom purchased you. She was thinking of the joy with which her children would manipulate each little letter to write the alphabet or spell small words or create a row of numbers along the fridge.

After a few successive moves across the country, you were relegated to a zipper bag in a random box in the basement. Then, one day last week, you were found by a curious boy in the storage room. What a glorious find (he thought)!

But now we've flashed forward 6 years and this family has four busy boys. Each boy has his own idea of how to play with magnetic letters and they vary widely. Little did this Mom know that she would soon have 26+ extra pieces to jump over as she navigates the kitchen while making dinner--magnets are lots of fun to fling off the fridge. Or, that, in addition to 10,834+ LEGOS, she would get to continually chase you down throughout the living and bedrooms in order to replace you on the refrigerator. Or that one boy would feel they would make a perfect weapon and simply hurled the letters about and towards bystanders.

This letter is to inform you that times have changed, and, unfortunately, this Mom is not planning to pick up your pieces once again. You have become an additional burden and your days are numbered--no pun intended. The boys do not see you as an educational tool but merely as an accessory to toss about and move on. Hasta la vista, alphabet.

Signed,

A Harried Mom

**please note that while the magnetic alphabet and numbers were harmed in this event, the cute young boy was not.

Catnapper

2011-01-12T17:16:00.001-06:00

My Holiday Boy

2011-01-11T15:43:00.000-06:00

I am finally taking down our Christmas tree. Today, I am finally feeling well enough to consider lugging up the bins and carefully packing the ornaments away. The boys don't really care either way. Well, all but one of them.

Jozef is my "holiday" boy. He loves the festivities, adornments and celebration of any holiday. As he watches me remove ornaments from the tree and pack them away he asks, "Can we at least leave the lights on?" "Honey," I reply, "Mom and Dad are going to put the tree outside. Soon, it will die. Besides, Christmas is over."

He's undeterred. As the trinkets and treasures are packed away, he keeps asking about keeping out this one or that one. Finally, he's caught on that Mom is determined to finish the job.

"Mom?" he says, "What's the next holiday?" "Well," I say, jarring my mind out of the Christmas decorations and into what's next, "Valentine's Day." "Oh!" he announces, "I was thinking about making some Valentines this afternoon!"

Overboard

2010-12-28T10:39:00.001-06:00

I woke up with a headache. I knew I should motivate and get up but I just wanted to lay there for a while. The boys were up a bit before me and headed downstairs for a little pre-breakfast Wii. Jerzy was recovering from a cold and was happy to wallow with me, so we enjoyed each others company and just continued snoozing.

That was all about to change. A boy came up the stairs, with his brothers quickly behind him, shouting, "The fish tank is leaking!"

"What do you mean leaking?"

"Water is going everywhere!"

I decided that this was a good time to get up. I headed downstairs to the sound of a waterfall--on the carpet. After emptying a Rubbermaid tote (honestly, God's answer to almost any household problem), I put it under the leaking tank to remedy the situation.

The two family fish are now happily swimming in a Bell canning jar that was nearby. While this is a frustrating thing to have happen, I am counting my blessings for two reasons:

1) The boys were downstairs when the leak occurred (coincidence? I'm not sure yet...)

2) Next week we are going on vacation. I am so glad this occurred now rather than when we were gone. We would have come home to 10 gallons of water on the basement floor and two rather unhappy fish.

So, we'll either get a new tank later today or the boys will have fish-n-chips for lunch.

You be the judge.

Merry Christmas

2010-12-27T09:15:00.001-06:00

Hope you are enjoying the carefree time of this season!

art by Jozef

Target Market

2010-12-22T11:14:00.000-06:00

The boys have been enjoying some old Astroboy (1980) cartoons on Hulu.com. This is a quite the inconvenience for them, however, as Netflix has no commercials and Hulu has a few commercials here and there throughout the episode. The boys have little experience with commercials and it usually involves them complaining and asking (repeatedly) if we can somehow skip back to their show.

After one such episode of Astroboy, Kolbe complained about the marketing mismatch between the commercial and target audience:

Oh Mom, I hate that commercial for 5-Hour Energy. I mean who would want that anyway? Kids don't need that, they have plenty of energy!

Amen to that son. My living room floor (which hasn't been seen in days) agrees with you! Now, Mommy on the other hand, thinks 5-Hour Energy sounds like an interesting prospect...

7 Quick Takes

2010-12-17T12:33:00.001-06:00

[ 1 ]

This weekend, we are getting together with some friends and a few of Nate's co-workers. They've been planning this for two weeks. You may be thinking we are getting together for some major occasion. The real reason is their love for The Settlers of Catan. My friend and I watch the kiddos and keep the guys stocked with snacks while they battle it out for well over the approximated time limit of the game. It should be fun!

[ 2 ]

One of the snacks I'm planning to make for the game party is what our family calls Reno Dip. I have no idea why it is called that, other than the fact that my Aunt lived in Reno, NV and brought the recipe to our family. It's the best taco dip evah!

RENO DIP

1 can of refried beans
1 pkg. guacamole (or, for homemade: 1 ripe avocado, mashed, mixed with 1/2 cup mayonaise)
1 small tub of sour cream
1 pkg. taco seasoning

Spread the refried beans on a cookie sheet or large serving platter. Next, layer the guacamole on top of the beans. Finally, mix the sour cream and taco seasoning together in a small bowl, and layer the mixture on top of the guacamole.

Now, you can top the base with whatever you like. Some ideas are: black olives, onions, cheddar cheese, mushrooms, lettuce, tomatoes. Serve with tortilla chips and enjoy! It will not last long at a party!

[ 3 ]

13 Weeks. It's the end of my first trimester. Now, if someone could just tell my stomach that--and make this nausea go away. ;-)

[ 4 ]

The other day Jozef said to me, "But Mom, I didn't sign up for Kindergarten!" He has yet to realize that his parents are more dictators than democrats when it comes to his schoolwork. I was eventually able to persuade him that Mom and Dad automatically signed him up and that it was either schoolwork or the corner. You can see the choice he made below:

[ 5 ]

Since I haven't felt well a few days this week, the house was in, ahem, a bit of disarray. As I summoned the troops the other night to pick up a few LEGOS from the middle of the living room, they couldn't resist letting me know that their futures were not going to involve so many "rules" (i.e. pick this up now, please).

Boy 1: "Mom! Why do we always have to listen to your rules?"
Boy 2: "Yeah!"
Boy 1: "When I'm older, I'm gonna let the people in my house do whatever they want!"
Boy 2: "Yeah! And I'm gonna buy myself a LEGO set every day!"

[ 6 ]

Obi-Wan Kenobi

by Jozef

[ 7 ]

Jozef and Marcel had their first professional haircuts this week. They like their hair a bit longer and they were reaching the limits of Mom's...uh...abilities.

I think they look great! And, it was well worth the price to see them sit so well for a stranger! And, with not one complaint about getting their hair cut!

Homeschool Minute

2010-12-08T11:23:00.001-06:00

Mom: Kolbe, please write me a sentence with at least four words.

What was the sentence?

"I wish my homework would blow up."

Someone should inform the homeschooled boy that all of his work is homework.

7 Quick Takes

2010-12-03T13:17:00.000-06:00

[ 1 ]

I am slowly coming to the end of my first trimester. Yay! There were days when I couldn't eat a thing. There were days when I went from bed to the couch back to bed and that was all I could muster. There were days when Nate had to assume all household duties while I just felt miserable.

Those days are coming to an end. I am gaining energy and my stomach is settling! Yay! And, I'm back online!

[ 2 ]

I wish I could say that I'm coming through this with some great maternal insight into pregnancy, suffering and the meaning of it all. Rather, my deepest thoughts were, "Just a few more weeks of this!" Or, "I can't be sick if I'm asleep...must...fall...asleep."

[ 3 ]

The boys have been very supportive. "What? Mom's sick? Great! She makes an excellent place to jump while she suffers here on the couch. Can we watch another movie?"

[ 4 ]

The first trimester was rough on me, but Nate suffered as well. There were many mornings when he'd open his drawer only to discover he was out of T-shirts. Again. Some nights he'd come home late from a long day and have to make dinner for himself and the boys. And, he had to do all of the grocery shopping for the month of November, something I've never inflicted upon him before. I think he's as glad as I am that things are looking better.

[ 5 ]

We had some concerns about our pregnancy last week. Thankfully, I was able to go in and have an ultrasound. There is no more beautiful sight to me than a baby's heartbeat. It was wonderful to see our baby moving around and his heart beating strongly. It is too soon to know the baby's gender. For the sake of ease, I often refer to him as "him". Let's face it, the odds are with me here, right? The boys keep lamenting it might be a girl. If it is a girl, then they'll have to watch "girl movies", they tell me. Like Cinderella, and Beauty and the Beast. At this point, they're not sure they could handle this at all!

[ 6 ]

Since November swept by without noticing me and my ailing self, we've decided that next weekend we're declaring a holiday. This Monday, December 6th is our family's S t. Nick's Day celebration. And, on Friday we're heading to the Water Park of America with some good friends for some swimming and shopping. We are all on pins and needles for the week ahead! It'll be so good to crawl out of the house and experience life once again! =]

[ 7 ]

I'm sitting here feeling pretty good about myself when I come across a serious scientific article that states: "Good looking couples have more daughters." Now, I need to go style my hair or something... ;-}

h/t:: Conversion Diary

[ 8 ]

As an additional bonus "Quick Take", here are some snowy pictures from today.

Thanksgiving Leftovers

2010-11-29T16:40:00.000-06:00

We stayed in South Dakota for Thanksgiving this year. It was sad to be so far away from family and friends, but Nate was up to the challenge to cook a great bird! My first trimester is still in full-swing and most days find me spending the afternoon under the weather. Thankfully, on Thanksgiving morning, I was feeling well enough to help him with some of the preparations.

We found a great recipe to brine the turkey the night before it is to be cooked. The turkey came out moist and having a hint of apple-sweet taste. Two days later, when we used the drippings for soup, it too had a bit of a sweet taste!

Kolbe doing his best Indian call.

Jozef modeling his Turkey-Day attire. And the pink turkey he made, hanging on the wall behind him.

Marcel the pilgrim--he was playing so hard the "buckle" feel off of his hat.

Nate carving the bird.

Pay no attention to that box of Stove Top Stuffing.

Hope you had a great Thanksgiving!

That Lovin' Feeling

2010-11-19T09:28:00.000-06:00

Who would guess that after almost 9 years of marriage and 4 children, romance would look like this?

Him: Honey, you just relax and be pregnant today. I'll clean the house tomorrow morning.

You Can't Have Just One

2010-11-04T17:27:00.001-05:00

There is one period in my life when potato chips are the one thing I want more than anything else in the world. That would be the first trimester of my pregnancies. All 5 of my pregnancies (we had one miscarriage) have landed me in the same position I am in now.

So, it's official, we are expecting a new baby once again! Each time, the first trimester lands me on the couch. My stomach is upset and not much "sounds good" to eat--except for the occasional potato chip! I'm hungry, I'm nauseous, I'm starving, I'm ready for a nap. Rinse. Repeat.

As Catholics, we are called to be open to children in marriage. Though, I don't think God is calling us to breed like rabbits. However, there is a balance. Our life here is to be a sacrifice. A sacrifice of our time, talent and treasure. Children require all three.

If I add up all of the time my pregnancies have landed me one the couch--for three months at a time, that is quite a sacrifice! That's 15 months, in all previous pregnancies and 18 months if I count this one. That's a year and a half of my life that is simply a time of bare necessities and nothing more.

Is a new life worth this? Absolutely. After all, I've learned that life is not all about me. Rather it is about the people I love and serve on a daily basis.

So, I'll snuggle up on the couch, watch another Netflix and maybe snack on some chips. In 9 months, God-willing, I'll meet a beautiful new somebody that God has planned for our family.

Works For Me

2010-10-18T15:03:00.002-05:00

So often I share with you, dear reader, blunders, messes and faux paus. Today I thought I'd share a success.

As our family size has increased, it became more of a challenge for me to find jackets, mittens, hats and library books. So, I've created one central location for them all-right by our door.

The other great success with this is that the boys know where to put their accessories. There is no guessing when I ask them to put something away. That makes tidying up much easier!

One small success for Mommy-kind.

Planning for His Future

2010-10-11T16:07:00.000-05:00

In the truck the other night, Jozef was in a cross mood. We had just finished attending a college football game here. Mom and Dad did great, the boys wanted to leave before the 1st quarter began. So, as we were embarking on our 30+ minute drive home, he felt it would be a good time to let us know three of the things that, once he was an adult, he was not going to be doing:

1. Cook--anything!
2. Drive
3. Go to work

You see, Nate and I have an inside joke that Jozef should have been born into royalty. While other boys his age are clamoring to become independent (tie their shoes, buckle themselves in the car, etc), Jozef is quite happy to be served.

And, for now, I will do that happily. Afterall, he's only going to be one of our little boys for a short time. Then, I'm sure that list will be history once he's experienced sweet taste of freedom!

Notes From the Box : October Edition

2010-10-04T23:19:00.000-05:00

On my iPod

Daughtry's album Leave this Town. Sometimes, when I have to buckle down and clean the house, or need to get energized, there's nothing like rock music.

Netflix

We borrowed the new Russel Crowe film, Robin Hood (2010), from some friends. Sadly, we were disappointed. The story was not true to the common tale. In addition, Maid Marion was a liberated woman--going to war with Robin at the end of the movie. Presumably, Marion and Robin lived out their days in Sherwood Forest--unwed. I am a BIG Russel Crowe fan, but I was left wondering what they were thinking in creating this edition. Steve Greydanus has a comprehensive review on his site.

Since the show left such a bad tasted in our mouths, we had to watch Kevin Costner's Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves (1991) the next night. Though the movie isn't a great story, it's enjoyable to watch and is true to the common tale of The Hood.

The boys' Netflix

In our Robin Hood craze, we purchased the Disney edition from the store last week. Robin Hood (1973) is lighthearted and fun to watch! The boys have been watching it over and over!

Currently Reading

Choosing Beauty: A 30-day Spiritual Makeover for Women by Gina Loehr. The book is a guide for women seeking what is truly beautiful--a virtuous life. There's a great group of women here that are discussing the book chapter by chapter. The chapters are short but poignant. The author shares relatable stories and inspires the reader to resolve to add virtue to her days.

Nate's Reading

Michael O'Brien's (of Father Elijah fame) I sland of the World. He devoured it. He said it was the story of a man that was asked by God repeatedly to forgive.

Boys Reading

Magic Treehouse books have become a family favorite. We listen to some of the audiobooks in the car and the rest we've been getting from the library. Kolbe is able to read from them and the younger boys enjoy the stories thoroughly.

For Inspiration

Magnificat is a companion for many of our days here. Often, I look to the small book when I have a short break in my day. One recent day, I read a Psalm that I'm planning to commit to memory. You see, it is easy for me to petition Our Lord or complain to Him, but I rarely recall the need to praise Him--to simply thank Him for Being. Here's part of the beginning:

I will give you glory, O God my King,
I will bless your name for ever.

I will bless you day after day
and praise your name for ever.
The Lord is great, highly to be praised,
his greatness cannot be measured.

On My Mind

Homeschooling. The year has begun and I have so many ideas of things I'd like to be teaching the boys. There is always a tradeoff here between money and time (which is a common tradeoff in life, I'm quickly learning). I can take the time to make some Montessori or other curriculum materials or I can purchase them. Whenever I resolve to make the materials, life gets busy and overwhelming. A week or two pass by and I remember my obligation to make materials. Then, I give up on the idea, and plan to purchase them, only to talk myself out of spending the money... Time for some prayer and some decisions! =}

A Slice of Real Life

Yep. That's my living room.

Lego Dragon

2010-10-03T22:07:00.000-05:00

by Kolbe

A Prairie Halloween

2010-09-28T22:06:00.001-05:00

Halloween costumes have been a hot topic at the dinner table for the last few weeks. The boys have been methodically discussing and pre-planing their ideas. Thus far, Marcel hasn't settled on what he'd like to dress up as. That is, until just the other day.

As I was recovering from a head cold, I was paging through a South Dakota tourism book. Marcel enjoyed looking as well (since he was ailing, too). Suddenly he pronounced through his nasal stuffed head:

Mom! I wanna be that guy for Halloween!

Of course, it had to be Wild Bill Hickok. I think Marcel was smitten by the double six-shooters. Viva la prairie!

Cellphone-a-No-No

2010-09-28T16:29:00.000-05:00

Let it be known, in case there is anyone out there wondering, that I really like my cellphone. However, regarding the use of cellphones in public restrooms, I am firmly in the "no" camp.

Am I the only one that is noticing this trend?

The Ingalls' Prairie

2010-09-22T15:20:00.001-05:00

This week, Nate's parents were with us for a few days. We took the opportunity to travel to De Smet, South Dakota, one of the many places the Ingall's family called home.

What a great journey it was, to step into the places that Laura and her parents and sisters called home. Visiting there, I realized how real this family was. Career changes, relocations, sickness, heartache, and love--all of these elements were present for them just as they are present in our families. They worked hard to create a loving home, no matter where they lived or what external circumstances were put upon them. They were an American family.

It was fun to step into their shoes and peek into their lives. As I did, I realized how great and beautiful building a family really is. Thank you, Laura Ingalls Wilder, for sharing so much with us.

Selling eggs at Olson's store.

;-)

A one-room schoolhouse where Laura taught when she was 15.

The Ingalls' homestead on the prairie--just like the TV shows!

A covered wagon for those brave campers pioneers.

The home Charles built for his family in De Smet, after they lived in the homestead for a while.

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The two great places we traveled to were:

Ingalls Homestead

Laura Ingalls Wilder Memorial Society

Prairie View

2010-09-15T15:54:00.000-05:00

7-Year Old Wisdom

2010-09-10T10:24:00.000-05:00

-- Thoughts on "the man of the house"--

Mom: I'll be right back, Kolbe.

Kolbe: Okay, guys? I'm in charge because Mom is leaving!

Mom: I'm just going outside to light the grill, son.

Kolbe: [Matter of factly] Well, while you're gone, I'm the next oldest, so I'm in charge.

-- Thoughts on homeschooling --

Kolbe: Mom, I talked it over with Dad, and I think that when I'm 18 I should start going to public school.

Chaos, Relocated

2010-09-09T11:10:00.001-05:00

Though we've moved 486 miles, as I look around I feel I am right at home. There are piles of laundry, walkways scattered with LEGOS, and K'Nex in the wash. It's a race to get the dinner dishes completed before it's time for stories and bed. And, my husband and my boys are right here with me.

Though, this place isn't home. Town feels awkward, the country feels unknown, and there are few friends to visit here. The parish is not customary, with a traveling priest and shifting mass times. There is a homeschool group that is highly organized but too far and another that is close, but just in the beginning stages. There is a longing for the community of friends we lovingly cultivated in the past.

I've longed to update you, dear reader, though I didn't know what to say. There were good days when I was filled with an "I can do this" attitude and there were other days that were less positive. I didn't want to riddle you with complaints of relocating, moving companies and stacks of boxes. Nor the prospect of meeting new friends, fitting in and feeling at home. I wasn't sure how to share the small joys of connecting with homeschoolers, library treasures, and opportunities that this area affords.

So, this morning, I've decided to simply post that I feel our family chaos is alive and well, though relocated two states West. We are schooling and baking and building and playing. And missing you.

Hope your school year has had a bright beginning! Blessings to you, from South Dakota!

Box Full of Blessings - Jen Nate Raiche

Belated Package

Baby Teeth

Show Me the Love; Part 1

Notes from the Box: February Edition

Dear Komen Foundation,

Overzealous

Bigfoot

God's Goodness So Far

The Gift of Self

Palm Tree

Merry Christmas

Favorites

Royal Friends

Homeschooling - A Great Liberal Arts Education

The Weekend In Pictures

7 Quick Takes

The Essence of Advent

Hair-Do

The Car Ride

We're Back

An Appetite for Reading

The Bird's The Word

The Best Brother

Passing

Jozef-isms

Cowlick

cow·lick

Always the Comedian

The Deliberate Life

7 Quick Takes

Homeschooling - Socialization

Baking with Baby

10 Things

7 Quick Takes

Rummage Sale Blues

The Day The Kids Won

Long Time, No Post

Photo Oops

Pretty in Pink

7 Quick Takes

All Dressed Up

7 Quick Takes

Peaks and Valleys

Homelife

Our Little Gem

False Start

Waiting for Baby

About a Bird

36 Weeks

Photo Roundup

Shutterbug

7 Quick Takes

A Very Big Day

The Non-Existent Middle Ground

Park Days

A Charitable Heart

Love Notes

Surviving Your Third Trimester

Thoughts on an Easter Monday

Band - Aid

7 Quick Takes

Hiatus

Self-Gift

Lenten Suggestions

Too Hot to Brush

7 Quick Takes

Photo Update

Baby Names

Whirlwind

Our Little Princess

Chilly

7 Quick Takes

It's Derby Time -- Updated

Respite

19 weeks

Library Tuesday

A Birthday 4 Marcel

Slow-Cookin'

A Saint to Spend the Year With