cookies

Thursday morning is our morning off of school. School is done in the afternoon and the morning is spent running errands or doing something fun. I am supposed to be off adventuring this morning but as I sit here in my pink and gray flannel shirt and green sweatpants I think it will be a little bit before I make it out the door.
The last Thursday of every month we have lunch with my grandparents. I love that KMe2 have the chance to grow up with their great grandparents in town and it really is a special time that we get to have with them every month. So if you're curious as to what our lunch plans are - that's where we'll be.
Last Thursday (has it really already been a week? Crazy.) we went up to my other grandma's house to bake cookies. I forget exactly what brought them memory on but I was doing something the other week and I commented to Owen that I have this very fond memory of going up to my grandma's house in Manitou and making molasses cookies. They are still to this day my favorite cookies. I remember the baking soda bubbling in the molasses and sugar sprinkled over the rolled out dough. Acting on this lovely memory I called my grandma up and asked if I could come up with KMe2 and make molasses cookies. It was so much fun and we ate the entire batch of cookies in two days. Mmmm.....

No pictures of this but on Saturday night Owen and I got all dressed up and attended the Life Network gala at the Broadmoor. Steven Curtis Chapman performed and it really was a lovely event. Owen recently joined the Life Network board and I was blessed to see the work that they are doing to save the lives of so many sweet little babies. It was also great just to get out with Owen to a wonderful event and know KMe2 were safe at home, snug in their beds.
Kaiden and I recently started a monthly date on the last Sunday of the month. This month he wanted to go hiking in Palmer Park so off we went. You know, hiking with one six year old is amazingly easy. You just walk down the trail. You might stop to look at things or throw a handful of rocks or perhaps even have a rock throwing contest. I love going out with my sweet boy.

I've been thinking a lot lately about resting, abiding in Him. Owen reminded me yesterday of the lightness of the burden we have been given and it was very timely as so often I get weighed down by just the amount of what I feel needs to get done. Owen asked me the other day what I expected of myself. Perfectly clean house, thorough homeschooling of my children, gracious hospitality, faithful in the Word, expanding my own mind and heart through extensive reading, always being a respectful, loving wife an encouraging friend and a blessing to all I come in contact with. Hmm, good list but not to make a rule out of. I'm thankful that He doesn't expect all that of me. So, I keep on being faithful, one day, one step at a time and ask Him to show me what I should be doing at any given second of that day.