Saturday, December 12, 2009

Family Christmas Update 2009
















I can hardly believe a year has gone by since our last family update. Every year at Christmas I enjoy taking the time to just sit back and reflect on the year that has passed. The children grow so quickly and change a lot in just 12 short months. This year has been full to say the least.

The biggest news in our family is the addition of two more Redelspergers! Tana and Grey moved in with us on June 2nd, and it has been a joy having them here. Tana is a student at Sacramento City College, as well as working two jobs! She keeps us fully stocked in Starbucks coffee, and has an extremely contagious laugh! Grey is three years old and we love having him join in all our family fun. He likes to work outside in the yard with Uncle Aaron, as well as listening to stories. Our "little" family of seven is snug as can be in our quaint three bedroom home, and we feel the blessings of being near family daily.
Aaron's been a busy man this year. In addition to being an amazing husband and father, and full time youth minister at the Cordova Church of Christ, he also completed three of his classes towards his masters degree. He took wisdom literature, church planting and beginning Hebrew. He also completed a yard transformation in our back yard during his "stay-caytion" this summer. The difference is incredible and the kids love having a play area complete with playground cover! Aaron is also still leading the mgroup ministry.


I, Amy, have been busy keeping up with now four children day to day. Between kindergarden drop off and pick up, story time at the library, teaching in the pre-school co-op and my regular "homemaking" activities, I don't see too much time to myself. When I do however, I've most recently enjoyed blogging! I not only have our family blog, but also a blog on being a homemaker. I take such encouragement from the blogs of others that I read regularly, and I have personally enjoyed the process of being refined as a writer. I I hope to improve my writing, as I enjoy it immensely.

Grace is officially a kindergartner! She is a part of the FLES (Foreign Language in Elementary Schools) program. Her teacher Ms. Yoly is fantastic and Grace has already learned so much in both Spanish and English. When I asked her for her favorite word in Spanish she said "Um, my favorite word is circulo!" (Which means circle)


This fall they had their annual Jog-a-thon to raise money for their classroom. Each child was supposed to run as many laps around the kindergarten playground as they could with people giving money per lap. Many children in her class ran about ten laps. Thankfully they let people make a flat rate donation because Grace ran a total of 53 laps!!!! There were only a couple students that ran more laps than Grace.


Another big accomplishment for Grace this fall, was getting a "cougar award". They have a code they call the cougar R.O.A.R. (Responsible, On task, Always safe, & Respectful) She was chosen as a student who showed great respect. We were very proud.


Our little Noraa continues to crack us up every day. (Her antics remind me so much of her father it's uncanny.) She's constantly making up songs, and amusing us with her sweet little sayings! I think one of my favorites is when she chuckles "Ha, Ha, Ha, I joked ya!"


She started pre-school this year, and really enjoys her time with her "pre-school friends". When asked what she likes most about preschool she will say "I like show and tell!" I'm very proud of her and the way she has paid close attention to all that we've taught. Her favorite lessons so far are the lessons we taught on animals.


Sammy, is 15 months old and has recently started walking. With this new found skill he has also found a desire to climb anything he can! Recently I caught him pushing a kid sized chair across the kitchen, and climbing up in order to reach an item he found interesting! I've got to watch him like a hawk! His favorite words are "Mama , Dada, and Ball". He also says things like "Buh-ball" (basket ball)! What a boy. When his father comes home from work he warms us all with his exuberant exclamation of "DahEE!" In addition to trying everything we ask him to say, he has a number of signs that he uses to communicate when he can't say the word.


I never knew one Mama's heart could hold so much love! My three children bless me so much and teach me lessons I could not learn without them.


We hope all is well with you and yours this Christmas season. Thank you for reading our Christmas update. Please feel free to leave us a comment letting us know how your family is doing, we would love to hear from you!

Monday, December 7, 2009

::snow::

It snowed last night in Rancho Cordova, CA.
I wish a camera could have caught the joy
on my kids faces when they saw it this morning...


It's the simple things in life!
You know, like snow on a slide.



Poor, sad, deflated bouncy ball. I promise you will be used again one day!
You look pretty with snow on you.








Friday, December 4, 2009

The truth of Christmas

Last night as I was putting the girls to bed I told Noraa she could pick a Christmas story and told Gracy she could choose our Bible story. We finished reading "The Night Before Christmas" and then Gracy started flipping the pages of her children's Bible looking for her selection. Noraa sweetly whispers to Grace..."sthister, pick a Christmas one!", To which Grace promptly replies, "Silly Noraa, there aren't any Christmas stories in the Bible."
Oops. How did my five year old not know the reason for the season?
So I gently opened the Bible to the beginning of the New Testament and said, "Actually Grace, there is a Christmas story in the Bible. In fact, the reason we celebrate Christmas isn't because of Santa Clause, presents, or the fun lights and trees, but because Jesus, God's own Son came to earth to be with us. Because we don't know when He was born, we choose to celebrate the day He was born, on Christmas"
Then I read to my children one of the greatest stories ever told... the true Christmas Story.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

A Story

Once upon a time, there was a wife. A "homemaker" to be more precise.
And this wife, she had a husband. He was a very fine husband indeed.
He was not just nice to look at but also truly a good hearted man.
Well, one day this wife was having a bad day.
The husband asked his wife, "What can I do to make your day better."
But the wife did not know.
"Nothing I suppose." She said wearily
The day wore on and though things improved some, the wife was inexplicably sad.
The husband came home from work only to have to leave again for his Biblical Hebrew class.
The wife fed the children and gave them all their baths.
By herself she helped them brush their teeth, read the Bible and say their night time prayers.
The husband came home at 10:30pm, and as he walked through the door...
the wife's worries, frustrations and emotions of the day were all swept away.
Because there in the husbands hands was a beautiful, fragrant and
incredibly thoughtful bouquet of roses.
The wife smiled.

...and they lived happily...


The End



Tuesday, December 1, 2009

I Love You

When you ask Sammy to say "I Love You", he puts his hand to his ear like this! (I think it's because he hears me say it on the phone to his daddy!)
It melts me every time!

Friday, November 27, 2009

Pictures

I love pictures. I found the coolest spot to take pictures in Old Sacramento, and the sun was behind the clouds so it was a perfect day for it. Unfortunately trying to get pictures of three kids who are not very photogenic, (Not to mention their parents!) presents a bit of a problem. Regardless I think they're pretty cute. Maybe when GranJan comes with her fancy camera we can head back down there and take some fancy pictures. In the mean time, here we are; unedited.



Our "little" family of five!











Grandma and Grandpa came for Thanksgiving, what a joy to have them here!



Tana and Grey help complete our family!


Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Long Hair


The picture is a bit grainy, but you can see the general gist of it. This picture was taken my senior year ('97) at the Summit Ministries program in Manitou Springs, CO.
My two friends, Garrett and Kevin and I went together. The Sunday before we were headed home, we hiked up the nearby mountain and had our own little communion service. Then we each had some individual prayer time. I didn't realize that Kevin had taken this picture of me during that prayer time, until he gave it to me the following Christmas in a frame. I came across it yesterday. Every time I see it I'm filled with fond memories (like the sweater being knit by Garrett's grandma)and I'm amazed at how long my hair was.
I'm growing my hair out again...

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Counting...

Today as I was doing the dishes and Grace was sitting at the table doing her homework, I found myself humming this tune...and counting:
1. My loving, faithful, amazing husband
2. Running water
3. A dishwasher to do most of the work
4. Being able to stay home
5. Children to clean up after
6. The little things my kids say that brighten my day
7. Impromptu to "I love you"s
8. A friend who volunteers to drive you to WinCo at 8pm even when you have a Thanksgiving Day sized grocery list.
9. Money to buy not just the needs, but the "wants" as well.
10. Ears to hear
11. Eyes to see
12. A mouth to taste (I LOVE good food)
13. A nose to smell (even those stinky diapers!)
14. Hands to hold, to work, to play and to love with
15. Smiles (from anyone, but my kids smiles are my favorites!)
16. Laughter
17. Tears
18. Lessons learned
19. Guidance
20. Chocolate
21. A good book
22. The Good Book
23. My Church family
24. Agapeland
25. Potty trained children
26. Not potty trained children
27. Children in the process of potty training
28. Dave Ramsey
29. Finally feeling peace in our finances (because of #28)
30. The peace and quiet of nap time
31. The Divine Hours
32. Confidence
33.Good pictures
34. Friends
35. FaceBook
36. Inspirational blogs
37. Frozen Little Debbie's
39. Newly mopped floors
40. Ipod worship playlists
41. My cozy red down blanket
42. Loosing my baby weight (I know it's shallow, but I'm grateful!)
43. That my husband loves me with or without baby weight
44. Sleep
45. Lists
46. Lists with tasks checked off

to be continued...

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Playdate Part 2


So Wednesday we had Ada over and did all sorts of girlie things. Thursday was Hayden's turn to come over. I'm not so good with planning a play date for a boy, so he did some of the same things we did with Ada (minus the finger and toe nail painting!) In spite of my planning or even lack thereof, he seems to have a good time. When it was time to leave, he didn't want to go, and the next time I saw him he kept mentioning that he wanted to go home with us again. This made my day, as I desire our home to be one that all our kids friends find fun as well as safe. A place to be themselves and to know they are cared for.
We cracked walnuts (which turned out to be loads of fun with him. What little boy wouldn't like smashing nut shells with a hammer?), then made vanilla brownies using the walnuts we had just shelled! Grace is so infatuated with this sweet little boy. Ah, the simple life of a five year old!
The pictures I've chosen are Grace and Hayden, watching a video, cracking walnuts and then eating the "Blond Brownies" when they came out of the oven! Isn't he adorable? He is a very polite little boy and I'm glad Grace has chosen him to be her "best friend". (Though I've certainly encouraged her to make "best friends" of all the kids in her class!)

Saturday Evening Blog Post

So I came across the site of another blogging Mom who likes to promote other bloggers on her site. Once a month she posts links to others favorite blog posts. It's kinda neat.
I've put her link here.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Lovin' the Library

We've been faithfully attending story time at the Sacramento Public Library for quite some time now. Our Rancho Cordova branch of the library is closed for remodel now through January 2010. (Though according to Noraa, it's because Ms. Jess, the children's librarian, "...just needed some alone time!") We've been going to the Fair Oaks branch instead because we just can't go two months without our weekly library trip! Each week the kids pick out books, and enjoy doing the self check out. This week a book
caught my eye as it had a CD with it and my kids enjoy listening to
stories in the car as well. It was called "King Bidgoods in the Bathtub".
At the time I picked it out, I didn't realize that Audrey Wood was the author of other books that we love! (She and her husband Don Wood make a GREAT children's book team!)
Since we checked the book out Tuesday, Noraa has asked me to read it to her so many times I have it memorized already! She will sit and look at the pictures for ages!
This my friend is why I LOVE THE LIBRARY!!!!
(Oh, and when I was looking for the picture to put here on the blog, I came across this great website for reviewing media of all types for your kids...check it out by clicking on the picture to the right!)

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Play date


Grace has made some new friends at school. Ada is her "girl best friend".

Today Ada came over for the first of many play dates. We had a number of activities planned for the short three hours they had together! Ada really enjoyed playing in our back yard. We cracked walnuts together, then came inside for some girl time when we painted finger and toe nails. Then, right before Ada's dad came to pick her up we made chocolate chip cookies!

A good time was had by all!

Monday, November 2, 2009

Teachable Moments


Today at lunch I gave the kids grape juice to drink. Grace took a sip and said, "Mmmm, this tastes like Communion!" So I asked her, "And what is Communion Grace?" She then told us that Communion is when we drink the blood and eat the body of Jesus so we can remember Him. It led to a wonderful discussion of the sacrifice that Jesus made on our behalf, and how thankful we are that Jesus came to be our perfect Savior. (side note: When Grace was talking about Jesus, Buggy chimed in with, "Yeah, and then they threw him in the lion's den!")
This isn't the first time we've had this conversation, and I hope it won't be the last. I soak up these times when my children, with hearts turned toward God, listen to every word that I impart to them. I pray their lives will be infused with daily reminders of our Wonderful Merciful Redeemer.
I love teachable moments!

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Family Fashion

Recently my friend Sarah participated in "fashion week" on her blog. She's so chic. I got the giggles thinking of me trying to do something like that! But the more I thought about it, the more fun I thought it would be... so here we go:
Long Sleeved T-shirt (?Mervyns? I've had it since college so I don't know!)
White Vest (Walmart Clearance)
Jeans (Old Navy Clearance)
Shoes (also 10 years old, so I don't remember!)



Grace
Long Sleeved T-shirt (Clearanced @ Children's Place)
Jeans (Old Navy-gift from Auntie T.)
Shoes-she didn't get the memo on wearing shoes

Noraa
Long Sleeved T-shirt (Gymboree hand me down)
Jeans (Old Navy hand me down
Shoes (hand me down)



Grey
Shirt (Gap)
Jeans (??)
Shoes (Adidas)



Sammy
Shirt (Old Navy on clearance at Once Upon A Child)
Jeans (hand me down)
Socks (hand me down)

As you can see, we are a thrifty family, and we love to make our money stretch with hand me downs, but I think we look cute while doing it! Don't you?

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Blueberry Hill

"I found my thrill on blueberry hill,
On blueberry hill when I found you.
The moon stood still on blueberry hill
and lingered until my dreams came true." Frozen blueberries make for a fun snack!
Sammy especially enjoyed them!


Another First

Well, the Redelsperger family has experienced another first in a line of many. Our oldest child, though only 5 years old lost her first tooth. She was SO proud. The Tooth Fairy had just come to school a few days before we realized it was loose, so she was prepped and ready to wiggle! She very much enjoyed being the center of attention at school on the day it came out. One baby's getting teeth and my other baby is loosing them!




Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Precious Moments

Today before the peace of nap time I took a few moments to read to my girls. Earlier at the library a book caught my eye and I thought "Oh, this is one full of art!". Some books are fun, some are cute, and some are a mastery of art. The illustrations and the words of this book are fabulous and wove a beautiful picture for my children of the joys that come with the changing of the seasons. I thought I should take the time to share it with you! (We can't wait to pick up this authors other books as well.)

Fletcher and the Falling Leaves, by Julia Rawlinson, pictures by Tiphanie Beeke, tells the story of a small fox who loves a tree. He worries that it is sick and his mother tells him, "Don't worry, it's only autumn". When the tree doesn't get better, and in fact starts loosing it's leaves, sweet little Fletcher tries so hard to help his poor tree. His compassion and care had my children's rapt attention. As I turned the last page, revealing the surprise for Fletcher that his patience yielded, my baby gasped and little hands reached out to gently touch the page in awe and wonder. Happy endings make everything alright!

Monday, October 19, 2009

Finally Fall



It's finally Fall in Sacramento. This means it's time to pull out long pants, long sleeves, and sweaters. It means lots of soup and bread, pots of beans, apple cider and hot tea. It also means lots of rain! The cooler weather here is not like "winter" in other states. I miss the Idaho winters with the crisp cool air the brilliant fall colors and the excitement that snow will be coming soon. Fall is by far my favorite time of year.


Last week we had a large storm pass through our area, and while the rain was pouring down, I decided to try and teach the kiddos how to truly enjoy the rain. I told them to go get a good book and a cozy blanket, and then we made a "fire" in our fireplace by putting an old cookie sheet on the grate and lighting about 15 different sized candles. They were thrilled, for all of 10 minutes and then trotted off to more exciting adventures (mainly playing "Bolt") Ah, well, at least I got another 20 minutes or so of Sammy's nap time to curl up and read. Someday they will know the true appreciation of rainy weather! In the mean time, I'll make them grilled cheese and tomato soup!

Monday, September 28, 2009

Noraa

Noraa's name is her father's name spelled backwards. I'm wondering if this has had an effect on her personality. Of our three children she is certainly the most like her daddy in looks and persona. I would not venture to say that she gets her fashion from him, but truly wonder if it's that she just sees the world a bit backward! Here are some of her most recent choices in what to wear. (I let her pick her clothes out each day simply because she enjoys it so much, it's not worth the fight and quite frankly it amuses me!) She'll learn someday!

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

From Baby to Big Boy

At six months old my husband wanted to buzz our son's hair. I said NO.
I told him we would talk about it when Sam turned a year old.
So Sammy's birthday came while Aaron was gone for the weekend. When he came home we took the plunge of changing my baby into a big boy!

Daddy showing Sammy the clippers!
He really didn't mind the clippers so much.
He held still and let Daddy cut his hair without a fuss. Wish I could say the same for me!




One proud Daddy and One Big Boy!!!

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Sean Allen

On Monday, my husband was able to sit beside Sean and be with his family to help out during the day. Sean was in and out of consciousness all day long struggling to think clearly through the pain medications when he was awake. He turns to Aaron and asks,
"How do you die well?"
I loved my husband's response, as it is so fitting & so true of Sean.
"You live well."
His life was full of love for others, a life lived selflessly, and devoted to God and His teachings. I met Sean about 8 years ago when I first moved to Sacramento. He was a single dad at that point living in Gold River with a daughter Hailey, about to go into the youth ministry, Tyler (the kid who sat on the front pew and worshipped with all his heart), and Parker a young kid running the halls on Sunday's blending in with all the other little kids at Cordova, trading Pokemon cards! There was something special about Sean. He caught my attention within the first few weeks of moving her. I think it was the sincere way he asked how I was doing, the interest he showed in every conversation we had. The sparkle in his eyes in spite of all the hardships he had already endured. His quick wit and his ablity to make you feel important and cared for.
Our wedding was a second date for him and a beautiful woman named Cynthia. I love the picture of some of our guests where Sean is making a silly face. That was Sean, a total crack up. He knew when to be serious and when to be silly and he was not above being silly to get a laugh out of people. I still use daily the block of Farberware knives he purchased for us that day.
About a year after that date at our wedding, I got an announcement in the mail from the Allens. It had the sweetest picture of the five of them: Sean and Cynthia in the middle; glowing and radiantly happy with Hailey, Tyler and Parker looking on. What a celebration, and union in marriage between two of the most godly loving people I'd ever know! I could not have been more happy for Sean. He was living proof of Proverbs 18:22. What a blessing Cynthia has been to Sean over the past six years, and a living testament to keeping wedding vows of "in sickness and health, till death do us part".
When we had our first child he told me how beautiful Grace was, and then leaned over to warn Aaron how powerful this little girl would be in his life! Not a Sunday went by that Sean did not tell me what a beautiful family we have. He truly adored our children and I was so grateful for his support of our family. Sean's three children have blessed me more than he could have ever known. Hailey has grown into a beautiful woman seeking God in all she does. I know this is because of the example of godliness Sean lived out for her. Tyler embodies his silly side as well as his deep love of things intellectual. And sweet Parker is the living replica of Sean's tender side. His imprint in their lives is deeply embedded and will live on in his grandchildren someday as well.
Heaven is blessed to receive our brother Sean. As I reflect on the eight years of life that I knew Sean Allen, I could tell a hundred stories, and speak of thousands of lives touched, but it would all come down to this: He Lived Well.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Reflections: Part III

The Maple Grove Church of Christ.

A tiny church, filled with people (imperfect as all humans), loving God and wanting to do His will. Reflecting on my spiritual upbringing is, like all things, filled with both the highs and lows of emotions. I made so many friends and have loved the members that attended there as family. I have thousands of memories surrounding that small congregation struggling to survive over the 18 years of my attendance. This is probably one of the hardest reflections to write about as it's so close to my heart. Spiritual things tend to be personal and thus more sensitive to talk about or reflect on. I approach my reflections with great caution because I would never want to hurt anyone by my thoughts on this sweet little congregation, and yet sometimes even the best intentions have the potential to go astray.
The Churches of Christ pride themselves in being Bible based and seeking to follow only the inspired Word of God rather than man made doctrine or rituals. It's a rich history based on good intentions and great people. The Church of Christ that I grew up attending was VERY small. We were what most would call an "anti" Church as we did not have a kitchen in our building. Our fellowship consisted of Sunday morning worship and Bible class, Sunday evening worship, and Wednesday night Bible classes. (If you know much about the Churches of Christ, this is very typical). We were there every time the doors opened. We took turns cleaning the building, caring for the lawn, and there were "men's business meetings" every so often to make sure the funds were being properly distributed. We had no elders or deacons, only a preacher and some guys who served as leaders. I only remember one season of "growth" for our little Church and I think that came right after we built the building on Maple Grove Road; but for most of my childhood and teen years, it was in decline. Looking back it's kinda sad, because the people there truly were such great people. I loved being with them and fellowshipping each week.
It's hard to remember anything from my childhood that wasn't tied to Church in some way shape or form. There were a lot of homeschooling families at our congregation, and many of them lived nearby. There was a season of time when t.p.ing members homes was an epidemic, and it wasn't just the teenagers doing it. We had a grown man waiting on his roof with the garden hose in hand to ambush another family he had heard were on their way to tp. his house! Oddly enough this conservative group of people had spectacular Halloween parties, crazy Christmas parties, and a yearly variety/talent show that still hold some very fond memories. (Especially since Janet video taped them all!)
As a very young child I remember laying my head back on the pew looking up at the light fixtures. They were trough shaped and I often times imagined God giving out His richest blessings (babies) via this "conveyor belt". I picture myself standing at the end ready to catch my new baby, and each time I extended my arms it was a child orphaned from another country. I had African babies, and Asian babies, Indian, South American, and European, all waiting for my care.
I often time sat with a friend of my mom's who (at the time of this memory) didn't have any children of her own. She had the softest hands I'd ever felt. She would stroke my face, and it was all I could do to not fall asleep. Another friend's mom had "Go Go Gadget" arms and could pull my ear from six seats away on the same pew if I was talking during service!
Our preacher Mike, was a great speaker and even as a kid I appreciated the way he explained the scriptures. My favorite was when his child Hannah only wanted to be held by daddy during the lesson, and he would put her up on his arm and preach away while she lay there sucking her thumb laying on his shoulder.
My friend Rachel had a sketch book in which she sketched the backs of people's heads during services. There were even 'updated' corners of the page for when someone got a significant hairstyle change. Our basement classrooms were very dark and the hallway mysterious without the lights on, the young boys of the congregation were fodder for many older boys pranks in these scary halls.
I was baptized there on March 12 1992. It was my 13th birthday, and my brother (who hadn't been to Church in 5 years) came that day. The temperature of the baptismal was off, so it was like getting dunked in a hot tub! My Dad couldn't be there because he had a meeting at work (a meeting he tells me he still regrets going to, knowing my moment was of greater significance!) The Freeman's were there, the Crutchfields, the Monzo's, the Bryant's and I think even the White's and Tolman's were there. They all sang "Just As I Am" as I came out of the water.
Along with some of the great memories there were also some sad times as well. A dear friend lost her battle with cancer and her memorial service was held there. She asked my sister and I to sing, and I can still remember the lump in my throat as I tried to get the words to 'Hallelujah" out to honor Betty's memory. There was an affair that tore two families apart and caused a valley of pain in our midst, and there was a "Church split" a few years later that left me puzzled and confused for many years.
How do we honor God? How can we ever be the Church body He intended us to be? We are flawed, imperfect, selfish and worthless beings and yet He choose to send His Message of perfection, selflessness and value through us. As I reflect on my religious past I see that it has shaped so much of who I am right now, both the positive and the negative. I pray that the good things I have learned will be passed on to my children, and the less than perfect would become a valuable lesson for me, again to be passed on as wisdom.
If you were a part of the tapestry of my Church past I say Thank You. You have taught me much, and I am blessed to share the blood of Jesus in common with you!

Monday, August 17, 2009

Reflections: Part II

Homemade granola in very large quantities, tacos in large quantities, mac'n'cheese in large quantities, okay so FOOD in general in LARGE quantities: "today I'm praying for" hearts on the wall: intentional date nights: K-Love radio: the big yellow van: Brio devotionals in the field: basketball smack talk: "nose to the door" discipline: family room dance sessions: "Stand and Eat Liver" movie night (I'll explain that one later!): feeling a baby move inside her momma for the first time:
These are just a few of the first things that pop into my head when I think about the family that moved in across the street from me when I was in third or fourth grade. The Kircher Family. When they moved in, they had six children, and I'll never forget the moving truck and the car that came along side, as it pulled up and they started unloading! As the youngest of four kids, and my siblings all being a lot older than me, I was elated when out of the vehicle came Aaron (my sister's age), Elise (a few years older than me), Jeremy (my age), Daniel, Abby, and Caleb! My heart soared!!! Little did I know they would not only playmates, but kids I would feel like a sibling to in a few years. Kevin and Judy quickly became good friends with my folks as our families shared the love of Jesus Christ as our common denominator. Over the years, the Kircher family added two more to their ranks, sweet little Bethany and Madeline just before I was leaving for college. Eight children in all made Judy my inspiration in mothering. I would go to their house sometimes and just sit on the couch reveling in the "chaos" that was a large family. Elise doing laundry, the boys working in the yard, Caleb speaking louder than any child has a right to just because he wanted his mommas undivided attention, the baby being rocked, dinner in the oven, maybe two time outs happening at the same time! Oh how I hated when the phone rang and my mom called me home! Judy ran their household in such a magnificent way. Kevin, the strong spiritual leader of their home impacted me greatly. I never spent a lot of time around him, as he was at work when I would go play and usually when he came home it was time for me to go home for dinner. Occasionally our families would get together to fellowship or to go to events together, but mostly it was the joy of being neighbors. The Kirchers always joked that they never needed to buy tools or outdoor items, because they could just borrow them from us! Judy was sad the day we planted a tree in our front yard because it blocked her view from their picture window into ours! We shared the same floor plan in our houses so when we decided to take out the front hall closets to open things up a bit, they liked it so much they did it too! (Although, there went Jeremy's spot for putting his nose to the door when he was in trouble!) They also added a partition in the rather large family room downstairs to make an extra bedroom for Elise. This change was kinda fun as Elise and I spent many hours hanging out, sharing a love of ballet, working on the Teen Chronicle together, even having a few major disagreements (remember our discussion on speaking in tongues? or your love of country music that at the time I thought was horrible?)!
I mentioned the movie night in my opening paragraph, and it brings a smile to my face whenever I think about that evening. My family had watched a movie we thought was really good and wanted to share it with the Kirchers. We decided to have a Movie Night together and all pile into the Kirchers living room to watch the film together. My dad noticed that Daniel was less than enthusiastic about the evening and when he asked him why, Daniel replied "Well, I don't really like liver very much." Puzzled my dad quizzed Daniel a bit more realizing that he had misunderstood the title of the movie. The movie was called "Stand and Deliver", but Daniel heard "stand and eat liver"!
In the Kircher's house they had a decorative wooden heart shaped peg board. There were three pegs on each side, and one peg in the middle. Each little hanging heart had a child's name on it. Each day the peg in the middle held a child's name in rotation so that each child had their day to be prayed for. I was so impressed by this and the way it opened the door for communication of what the child wanted their parents to pray for. I also really admired how in turn each week Kevin or Judy would take a child out on a date. Their boys were gentlemen and their daughters learned how to be treated by a gentleman. They were very intentional about the time spent individually with each child and it shows in the godly lives their kids are leading today.
I'm running out of time to say all the things I want to. The Kircher family impacted my life so profoundly by their love of Christ, their dedication to their family, their hospitality to me (even though Judy always wanted me to eat more than physically possible!) and the example they lived out before me during some very impressionable years. I am who I am because of the love they shared with me. Each and every child making their own imprint on my life. I'm forever grateful.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Reflections: Part 1

I don't know if it's dropping Grace off at Kindergarten that has made me reflective on my own childhood or if I've just been thinking a lot lately. In any case, I've been looking back over my life and I've realized how many people I have to thank for shaping me into who I am today. I was sitting in Starbucks last night praying for our preacher of 14 years and his family as they move to Washington to begin a new chapter in their lives. I thought about the friends they made here, and the friends they will make up there. After I finished praying I decided to list out the people who have made an impact on my life. There were some experiences and people that I would have rather skipped over at the time, but now I realize it's all a part of the fabric of my life, the tapestry that tells my story. So, we begin:
Part 1
The Monzo Family
About a block away at the end of Tioga Street lived a family that is near and dear to my heart. I can not count the number of hours I spent at their home, with their family playing. I have so many childhood memories attached to the Monzo Family, it's hard to remember things without them sometimes! I almost don't know where to begin. Janet has the BEST laugh that is SO very contagious. Steve, in my early memories, spent most of his time on the couch watching baseball, a sport I did not understand nor did I want to. It was BORING!!! Stephen was a couple years younger than me and could scream better than any girl on the block. Rachael was born when I was four. I still remember seeing her for the first time at the hospital. So tiny, so perfect: and Janet let me hold her! I was in HEAVEN!!! I spent HOURS there at their house, holding Rachael and playing with Stephen while our moms visited. Janet sold Tupperware and had quite the collection. I can hardly use anything Tupperware brand now without thinking of the "harvest colors" of Janet's collection. (Every Halloween I think of their two Tuppeware containers full of Stephen and Rachael's candy. Rachael's would be gone within a few weeks, Stephen would usually have some left by the next Halloween!)
I usually walked down to the Monzo's house to play and when I got there Janet would call my mom and let her know I was there. The same thing would happen when it was time for me to go home. The only mystery was how I always got there with my shoes, but managed to get home without them! It was inevitable! You'd think I would notice as I walked back across the gravely road!
As Rachael got older, we played My Little Ponies, Dog & Owner, Pound Puppies,
House and all sorts of other games, most of them associated with animals, because Rachael has always had a soft spot in her heart for four footed creatures! (so much so that they had TWO large dogs, Bud (short for Budweiser) and Ginger)
One of my favorite things to do was torment poor Stephen. He was a bit on the "easy to scare" side, and their split level home made it all to easy to startle him! I remember dangling some of his dad's fishing tackle from the stair case as his sister called to him. When he ran into the sticky lure (with no hook of course) he screamed SO loud. It makes me giggle just thinking about it. Sorry Stephen. I know I shouldn't have taken pleasure in your fears, but I was youn
g and dumb, and I think you've forgiven me right? We also thought it was pretty funny to watch Stephen avoid getting water on his face. You'd think it was acid the way he tried so hard to walk around sprinklers, or only get in the pool up to his waist.
Another unique connection to the Monzo's was our going to the same Church as well as being home schooled.
At one time, while homeschooling we started a Geography club. We would put a geography question in a large envelope, then walk it down to the Monzo's front door and leave it there. They had three days to answer the question and return the envelope with not only the answer, but also a question for us. It was a lot of fun. We did science fairs, rollerskating days, field trips, and other extra activities with the Monzos.
Sunday's were fun. I was one of Rachael's little mommas and I remember picking her up from class and taking her to her mom. We also created all sorts of games while waiting for our parents to finish talking after services. That's how we created the superhero RachAim! We played the "car game" for hundreds of "church minutes" and again scared Stephen silly with the darkness of the classroom hallway!
"Big Steve" didn't come to Church with Janet and the kids, he stayed home on Sundays. I didn't understand this as a child. My whole family went to Church, why didn't theirs? But Janet was ALWAYS faithful, not only in bringing her family, but also in her constant example and service to her husband. It did not go unnoticed by me. (I think Steve noticed too, because last time I heard, he was attending again.) I learned a lot from the Monzo Family, they blessed my life with friendship that ran deep. We still keep in touch over facebook and with Christmas cards and such. (picture above is Stephen and his mom Janet!)
I almost had a heart attack when Rachael got married, and then again when Stephen and
his wife had a baby! Time doesn't stand still, and I wouldn't want it to. Their legacy will continue on, and I am grateful that for many of my childhood years our threads of life were intertwined. (pictured below is Stephen and his baby Miranda, and Rachael and her hubby Josh) Thank you Monzos!