Little Boy Blueisms and late summer ramblings

 

 

Daddy is gone to camp meeting. We are SO happy that he got to go! We have been watching him online and can see that he is having a wonderful time in God's presence. Anyway, we are a super close knit family and sometimes when daddy is gone, or someone is sick or having a hard day, we have a "sleepover" on the couch/floor in the living room just for a fun diversion and to lend support to each other. Last night turned out to be one of those times. Kaderick didn't want to, and said he hates sleepovers, but was good about it because everyone else ("all my guys" as he calls his sisters) wanted to do it.
He woke up SO excited and happy this morning! Shouting, "I didn't get sick! I thought a sleepover would make me throw up!"
I guess he got that in his head because he and I slept on the couch when he had tummy virus last winter. Poor fellow, no wonder he didn't want a sleepover. He was so good about it even though he just knew it was going to make him throw up. That was surely brotherly love to risk throwing up to please his sisters!

 

Not even 4pm and the 🌽 is all husked, washed, cooked, chilled, cut, and 65 bags put in the freezer. Kitchen is sparking clean once again. Kalli started the husking at 6:30am and was later joined by Kayla and Kammy. I got the mowing all done about the time they finished and we took it all inside around 10am. Not too bad...think what I could accomplish if my WBC wasn't tanking at 3.5 😂
I'll definitely be dozing during camp service tonight though. 😴
PS, thanks so much girls! I'd make you help if you didn't do it willingly😉, but it's such a blessing not to even have to ask.

 

 

I'm told that this is the fire station and that the pantry doors must be left open so that the firemen can get to the snacks quickly. 

 

Filling without numbing or laughing gas at age four??!! No problem! 😊
Proud of my little man! He can't have anything at all-- not even laughing gas, to help with the pain because of his mastocytosis.
 Kaderick did amazingly well. He only fussed a little at the very end when it got deep and touched a nerve. This may only be a temporary fix as we aren't sure how far the damage went or how well this filling will hold up. His teeth didn't form well due to his mast cell disease. For now we are good, but if it starts to hurt or he gets fever etc, it will be another major surgery like a few years ago.



 

Christmas 🎄in July!
In my Bible reading this morning I noticed that Mary was the first to sing 🎶 "It is Well with my Soul !" 🎶
She said, "For he hath regarded the low estate of his handmaiden." (So like the part of that wonderful old song that says, "For Christ hath regarded my helpless estate..."
Because of her willingness, (She said, "be it unto me according to thy word.") Christ was born in her and all was well with her soul.
Lesson I saw here? Our willingness gives birth to our wellness.
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🎶 That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate and hath shed his own blood for my soul. It is well, it is well with my soul!
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I washed my hair a while ago and wadded it up rather carelessly. Kaderick climbed up on my lap and suddenly he said, "Hey, nice hair! It's not the way you usually style it, but I really like it!" lol!

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Daddy's not home for supper tonight so we are just eating whatever whenever style. Someone asked Kaderick what he wanted for supper and he said, "Thats not supper without daddy, that's just food."



Hayfork

 

Just about 40 miles from Boise is the little town of Idaho City.

Idaho City used to be the big city in Idaho. 10,000 people lived here during the gold rush days. We like going here during the summer months and exploring the wild west town, that quite honestly is still pretty wild and primitive.
 

 

About 11 miles out of Idaho City is the group camp called Hayfork. It's a beautiful little spot right on a cold clear creek. Our local church often sponsors a small church camp in the summer for our church family and friends. Sometimes a lot of us are able to attend, and sometimes only a few. This year, we had only a few due to scheduling conflicts and illness, but we chose to go ahead with it as planned.

 

 

We believe in giving 100% to whomever God places in our care, be it many or few. In fact, as the Bible says, a man is not fit to lead at all if he can't adequately lead his own family. We are so blessed with children who put their heart into loving and serving others, but when individuals refuse those kindnesses they face that disappointment with courage and grace, making the best of ever circumstance.

 

 

 

Oh, and they brush their teeth too. Haha!

 

 

Our little mountain man insisted that he was strong enough to run the water pump.

 

I love cooking on the campfire coals. This was before Sunday morning service, but afterwards, it was just perfect and ever so delicious.

 

Breakfast is always so delicious. There is nothing like camp coffee and whatever else is on the menu. Pictured here is French toast, but we also had breakfast burritos and omelets.

 

For the children, one of the best parts of the day is camp craft time. This year, Kalli was in charge of the lesson and craft time. It was her first time and she brought clear and easy to understand lessons and fun related crafts.

 

 

 

 

Another favorite spot was the creek. The afternoons were WARM, but the creek was COLD and a quick way to cool off.

 

Personally, my favorite times were the ones relaxing in the beautiful fresh air and scenery.

 

And here we are in all our hot, dirty glory.

 

Saturday afternoon, we took the kids into the city and treated them to icecream at the Sasparilla.

 A favorite activity was balancing rocks in the creek.

 

 

There were so very many beautiful butterflies. They would even land in your hand if you held flowers.

 

Strawberries with marshmallow cream roasted over the fire = SOOO very much better than s'mores.

 

Just before leaving for camp, I had my rheumatology appointment. My doctor was so very kind and knowledgeable of rheumatology and autoimmune disease. He suspects both, but will need more tests to confirm and to determine which one(s) and proper treatment. Some mentioned were MS, Lyme, and rheumatoid arthritis. He's also referring me to a hematologist as my WBC is down to less than 3. Normal is 8-11. He also wants me to see a neurologist as some symptoms overlap there. I seem to be plagued with obscure health issues and random symptoms. Season changes are especially rough times and have been for many years. It's enough to make one feel a bit crazy. For the first time, sitting down with the specialist, I felt vindicated in a way. Everything made sense to him and he never once tried to blame it on stress or anxiety.