Friday, December 25, 2009

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas to all and a special thank you to our anonymous Santa.  We're still waiting for Ashlyn and Karlie to arrive, so far it's been a great Christmas, we are so blessed!  My love goes out to each of you who read my blog, I hope your Christmas day is wonderful too!

Love,
Rachel and the Awesome Family!

Friday, December 11, 2009

The "Baby"

At not quite 15 months Natalie has outgrown size 2T!  My little "baby" is getting way too big, way too fast!  I can't believe she's a size 3T already!!!!  I would type more but I think she wants to break my laptop again!

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

misc. blog

It's been a busy last while around here.  Keith has been working and I've been knitting hats for Sub for Santa along with a few other things to help out.  I've had Ashlyn and Karlie helping me with stuff at home and Natalie has helped me by going with me to the church.  Today there was another cute little baby about her age that she really enjoyed playing with.  Our church is doing gifts for 438 kids so really I've only done a small part in it all.  To see everything coming together has been very rewarding for me. 

Aside from that we bought a new fish tank.  I know, we're poor and shouldn't be buying something like that.  The thing is that the stand that we have for our current fish tank is starting to give.  It's a lot less expensive to buy a new fish tank now than it would be to pay for the damage after our current tank collapses.  Plus, once we finally get everything switched out we (and by that I mean Keith) can reinforce our current one so that it is once again sturdy and sell it making up the difference.  Keith painted the new stand black with white underneath so we could antique it.  It looks awesome!  He still has to do the canopy for it and we still need sand before we can start it cycling. 

In other news, I have a job interview tomorrow for a job I probably wont get anyway.  I'll try my best on my interview just like I always do, however, I do really enjoy being home with Natalie and being here when Ash and Kar get home from school.  I seriously don't know how Karlie would ever get her school work done if I weren't here.  She has such a hard time staying focused.  Some people have an easy time with school, not my Karlie. 

Also, you may have noticed that as of this blog I have changed my policy on writing kids names on blogs.  I'm still not posting pictures, but I figure that the only people that read this are either complete strangers that randomly find my blog or those of you who I've personally given my blog address to. 

Well, we've had a really busy day with church, life, Keith getting home late from work, so now it's time to eat dinner with Keith and go to bed. 

All time favorite poem

The Touch Of The Master's Hand
Myra B. Welch

 

Twas battered and scarred, and the auctioneer
thought it scarcely worth his while
To waste much time on the old violin,
But held it up with a smile.
"What am I bidden, good folks," he cried,
"Who'll start the bidding for me?
A dollar, a dollar, then, two! Only two?
Two dollars, and who'll make it three?
Three dollars, once; three dollars, twice;
Going for three . . ."
But no,
From the room, far back, a grey-haired man
Came forward and picked up the bow;
Then, wiping the dust from the old violin,
And tightening the loose strings,
He played a melody pure and sweet
As a caroling angel sings.

The music ceased, and the auctioneer,
With a voice that was quiet and low, said:
"What am I bid for the old violin?"
And he held it up with the bow.
"A thousand dollars, and who'll make it two?
"Two thousand! And who'll make it three?
"Three thousand, once; three thousand, twice;
And going and gone."said he.

The people cheered, but some of them cried,
"We do not quite understand, what changed its worth?"
Swift came the reply:
"The Touch Of The Master's Hand."

And many a man with life out of tune,
And battered and scarred with sin,
Is auctioned cheap to the thoughtless crowd,
Much like the old violin.
A 'mess of potage,' a glass of wine;
A game - and he travels on.
He is 'going' once, and 'going' twice,
He's 'going' and almost 'gone'.
But the Master comes and the foolish crowd
Never can quite understand
The worth of a soul and the change that's wrought
By the touch of the Master's Hand.