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Lets Talk Fly Larvae

Seriously, have any of you heard of FLY LARVAE before? I have had no concept of fly larvae– until today that is. But I do deeply wish I was still naive and had no concept of what I am about to share with all of you.

So take my hand as we travel this dark road together.

First, lets start by talking about the nasty outbreaks around MY home. Yes, I have purposely failed to mention this prior to now as I did not want to be perceived as a dirty, grungy ol’ housewife. To my knowledge, our house is pretty clean. I feel I do the best to keep a good deep clean on a weekly basis.

Mopping, bathrooms, vacuuming daily, dusting, sweeping, laundry, folding clothes etc. But it’s the little 2 year old whose sleeping in the next room right now that may not help keep things ever so clean. The crumbs here, the crumbs there. Spilt milk here, dried oatmeal there. Okay so I try my darnedest to keep the house spotless even with him running around and do not always have 100% success.

With that in mind, I arrived home one afternoon and was greeted by these nasty creatures directly outside of our door. Hundreds covering the ground and “welcome” mat. I freaked out and jumped over them to get inside and quickly slam the door behind me. “Ew ew ew” I screamed as Cooper was hoping up and down as if I was the latest and greatest mom ever and screaming right along with me “ew ew ew.”

Immediately I call our pest control company (who by the way is ECO friendly for the little ones). About an hour later I creep my way outside to toss a dirty diaper and hundreds, seriously hundreds had covered our entire green garbage can. Deeply appalled by the lack of green showing, I rush back in the house skipping and hoping over what could be the worlds nastiest unknown creature and begin to spring clean my house. Literally deep cleaning! It was as if the dried oatmeal-spilt milk scenario began to haunt me and make me feel like a failure of a mother for missing the crumbs on the dark floor that blend in so well. The crumbs brought upon this “maggot” crisis and now I just failed my one duty as a housewife.

My worst case secnario moment played rapidly through my brain and I began to envision these creatures taking over my home and sleeping in bed with us and hiding in our food. Crunch!

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Okay so yay for my nightmare not coming true but only in my head. And yay for them remaining outside….for the moment (apart from the 5 I found on our carpet and wood floor).

Anyway, lets not get distracted here…

Unbeknownst to me, these creatures were seen previously this week at another neighbors house in their garage. Our pest guy proceeded to tell me he’s never seen so many of these creatures before, until now. Lucky me!

What causes them and what are they you may ask? The are fly larvae (it must be mating season).

Did you even know such a thing existed because I sure as heck didn’t. He said the front door made absolutely no sense to him but the garbage can definitely answered some questions. Flies love garbage. They hatched their nasty little eggs and he tried to calm my soul by saying most of them do not make it out alive. Well they sure did make it far enough to our door before they all died off. Which is not so calming!

Let me share a little something with you. They have the GROSSEST bodies and mouths ever. They have no head, it’s an open hole that squirms and flops around. It is so disgusting and quite frankly, I did not want to deal with this situation.

Have I turned your stomach yet? I hope so because honestly, this was not an experience I wanted to partake in on my own. So I hope you are having fun on this journey with me :)

Okay one last horrific picture and than I’m done, I promise!

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Isn’t it pretty?

Tell me, just what would you do if you found hundreds of these on your wood floor or carpet? Okay, now tell me what you would do coming home to hundreds of them at your front door to greet you??

It’s definitely not a pleasant picture and I still squirm even sharing this information with you.

I hope you all enjoyed my story and come back again tomorrow for another juicy, squirmy conversation on the popping sound they make when you squish them. ;)

Okay we wont get into that, I promise the grossness is done…. for now anyway ;)

Sleep tight my friends, don’t let the bed bugs bite!

Stylin’ Photo Shoot

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He is the most handsome baby known to man.

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And he is the most handsome babe known to man. :)

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They are the cutest little twins I know. Daddy and me style.

I decided I would play around with my camera while we waited for the professional to show up and take our family photos. :)

Motives Of The Heart

Motives of the Heart

1 Corinthians 4:5
“…God will reveal what is hidden and the motives of our heart.”

Lord, I long to stand blameless before you with pure motives to live a life worthy of your calling. A life that influences others hearts and brings people to their knees in awe of who You are. Lord Jesus, I pray for a right mind as I bring up my child in the way he should go. I pray for my patience and that it would come from You. I pray that my teaching would reside deep within him that Jesus is Lord. I pray that I will always be the light of Christ when living in my marriage. I pray I would not cause my husband to stumble but grow deeper in his new-found love for You.

~Amen

Every day is a day battling our flesh and mind. Oh how easy it is for your thoughts to wander even while reading the Word of God. Take your minds captive, let God show us the steps for today.

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Put your faith to the test. Stand in awe of Christ with a thankful heart. Find miracles in hardship. Find miracles in pain. Find miracles in the places we think can’t be reached; God is there.

Allow God to release you of the sins of this world.

Friends, you’ve heard me talk about this over and over again. Life is extremely distorted and burdensome to the world who knows not of Christ. Our family was faced with yet another “tragedy” this week. I use that word lightly because in the midst of fear, pain, tears and uncertainties, God is and was there! I’ve counted more than ten blessings in one nights tragedy that God was gracious towards, yes ten blessings. This blessings were no “little” blessings either, these were huge, massive, gigantic blessings that the Lord spared us from. His mighty hand rested gently upon His children. More importantly when this tragedy hit, the Lord was glorified three days later! The angels sang, the trumpets played and heaven praised as another child came to the foot of the cross begging for forgiveness and submitting their life to Christ. Through this tragedy, eternity sings and forever God is glorified. Can I get an amen?

Experiencing tragedy is a nightmare we long to avoid but God was ever so present in SO many ways. And I will step out an a limb and bring the uncomfortable to fruition that in every trial, tragedy, heartache and loss, GOD IS THERE. We must look for the blessings! I promise they are there even when you think there is no blessing to be found. The worst scenario possible still brings about God’s glory because God has already overcome evil. Victory already wins.

This heartache we experienced was a life altering situation BUT God longs to use this for His kingdom and bring others to Christ just as he did three days later. I pray for you in the midst of your tragedy whether big or small that God meets you there. I pray you don’t push it aside as God is longing for you to rest in His arms and allow Him to be the Potter, Maker, Chief and King of your burden.

No matter where you are in life, your face will never be hidden from the true Light!

Psalms 139:8 “If I go up to heaven, you are there; if I go down to the grave, you are there.” Our face will never be hidden from His great light!

Do not hold onto lies, addictions, anger, resentment, bitterness and pride. God sees the worst and the best in us, we cannot hide from Him as we can attempt to hide from our spouse, family, friends and neighbors. He already knows your hearts contention so please release yourself to Christ and He will bring you strength; refreshing your soul of all that was not of Him!

Moment of Truth: Where we are broken, God is there. Where we are wounded, God is there. Where life is empty, God is there.

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The Magical World of Narnia-In Our Backyard

 Exploring In Our Very Own Backyard

My niece and sister have been frequenting our abode this summer and using our pool, picking blueberries and lots of fun walks to the river or through the forest. It’s amazing the beauty to be had with our “backyard,” you simply walk past the pool and enter the Chronicles of Narnia’s, a whole new destination closet leading somewhere entirely different. Isn’t that fabulous?

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The heater got turned off in the pool leaving it to be an extra cool morning as well… Cooper opted out of getting in the water but chose to play and splash from the sidelines. 
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Mommy and Me time! 
coopsWe entered the “closet” so to speak and the world opened up before our eyes. 
They absolutely loved this magical rock where they could hide beneath it. 
the kidsThey grew sick of us telling them where to stand and to “smile,” so off we traveled across the path to the water that filled our eyes with a beautiful glow where the beaver lives. 
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We stumbled across the beavers home. A place where he has become very comfortable with all the runners that cross this path. He has lived here for quite some time but I personally have yet to see him. I’ve heard he comes out every morning and evening when it’s not too hot out.

We decided we would “wait” for him to show his little tail to us before continuing on in our journey of Narnia!

Waiting for the beaver…
cooperI just love this little gal, she’s my favorite niece in the WHOLE world. Beyond precious!

And she enjoyed the world of Narnia being held in our backyard! 

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This tree has given it’s life to the Beaver…
tree“Could that be him?”

babyNo beaver today… 

Cooper found an awesome curly-que stick that would only be found through entering Narnia and handfuls of dirt to throw in the creek along our way home.

coopieStopping to play at the park in our neighborhood. 
swing“Bye Park” Our journey is ending.

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Definitely lunch time and nap time!

swingsL eaving the world of Narnia was a good thing. These kids needed a nap and their minds needed a break! ;)

We had such a good time exploring the many things which lay within our own backyard. The kids love the pool, walks and water along the way. They tire with all the walking and take wonderful naps upon returning home! (Sigh)

So glorious to have time as family and to do fun things together!

Captive woman’s rescuer fought with kidnapper

We have some sick people in this world. This story shows the utter depravity of the human race. The fight to rule our own lives and the disaster it brings not only on oneself but to those around who are directly effected. 

Life is a sticky mess without Christ. This displays yet again the deep need for a Savior. I pray for the woman who was kidnapped and I pray for the man who saved her that they both would be saved by the true Master of the World, Jesus Christ.

Friends, it is not that hard to slip up and make poor decisions, but the more you walk in the world, the more blind you become. Please take root and hold tightly to the Truth and don’t walk the line. Do not be tempted nor put yourself in positions that will cause great disaster by one false move.

Read article here: http://bit.ly/1CW2qTF

Thanks to KGW

Thanks to KGW

Pray continuously to avoid horrible, life-altering consequences.

The Oregon Trail Ends Here

The Oregon Trail Ends Here

So unbeknownst to me, the end of the Oregon Trail ends literally in our backyard. Okay not quite but basically five minutes from our doorstep to the threshold of our historic east-west large wheeled wagon route and emigrant trail that connected the Missouri River to valleys in Oregon. Or yet again, better known as our backyard. 

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I decided since we frequent Home Depot on an all too regular basis and pass this historic site every time we go there, that it was about time we stopped and journeyed around.

It’s a small stationed wagon that symbolizes the blood, sweat and tears that came from this journey and finally ending in Oregon City, OR.

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The rugged wood…

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Monuments along the path…

IMG_6429A little history you may not know.
IMG_6434Luckily Cooper is still so young, picking rocks was definitely a sweet spot on our journey. 
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This my friends was a long trek. 
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I’m not sure Cooper would have sufficed on this trek, but then again it is a different day and age. We are blessed to be born in the era we are.

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Admiring the large wheel!

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Hot and tired…he definitely was flushed and needed a break…(phew)

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Break time over, lets grab the toys and get going.

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Our journey back to the car…
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They did a good job at portraying the blood, sweat and tears. This monument is worth seeing only because we live in Oregon and deserve to give history a “thank you” for what they have done for us thus far.

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Lets continue to make America a proud country by leaving a legacy worth dying for; nothing less.

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We’re Going Camping Now We’re On Our Way…

We’re Going Camping Now We’re On Our Way…

“We’re going camping now we’re on our way. We’re gonna climb up a mountain and run and jump and play…” This was a song from my childhood. I have no idea who sang it and what it was on, but it definitely is still a memory my entire family holds. :)

We went camping last year but Cooper was a little too young to remember. I on the other hand, remember all too well. Not an ounce of sleep was able to rest upon my droopy eyes.

Cooper had an incredible time playing in the dirt and water but by the time bedtime approached he could not fall asleep. I believe the noise was ever so present from surrounding campsites that he was so confused. He was too young to explain this to, so we bore the brunt of our sleeping while holding him and walking around. Sitting in the car trying to fall asleep. Nothing worked!

So with that beautiful story in mind, we took the risk and headed out again this year…. crazy aren’t we?

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He was excited to go to the “big park” as we had no other idea how to explain camping.

Watching the Gator drive around was his biggest highlight.

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Trying to get a squirrel up a tree with the tent poles…. needless to say, it did not workout for him.

IMG_6603Daddy and Cooper setting up the tent…

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Rather playing with the tent! Shouting and screaming for joy!

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What an accomplishment….the succeed at tent making!

IMG_6599Going for one night was a lot of work, but not knowing how Cooper would sleep, wasn’t worth the chance of a two plus camping trip.

Getting dinner prepared with a twig and a blanket on the table wasn’t too easy! But the Buffalo Blue Cheese Chicken Burgers were fantastic!

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Story time before bed! He loved it! 
IMG_6590Forgetting our mattress pump, Michael believes he can work up enough air to fill this sucker up. I’m not sure he succeed though I’ll leave that to your imagination.

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Chillaxin’ or shall I say getting ready to pass out from all the air loss.

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Good morning sunshine….6 am sharp, this little monster was up and ready to play. Luckily he slept through the entire night! Praise Jesus because I think we all would have reached insanity after being up all night!

IMG_6593Whoops, my mascara was played with by a little rascal.
IMG_6594We had a lot of fun but it definitely is a lot of work to camp over night and even though Cooper slept through the night, Michael and I were still pooped the next morning! We had fun and would totally do it again…next summer! 

Maybe a yurt, this time around!

You Know Mama Needs A Break When…..

You Know Mama Needs A Break When…..

Mama needs a break when….

Your son not only lays toys on the dishwasher with sharp objects but displays his entire weight upon the lid as well… (luckily it didn’t break)

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You know mama needs a break when…

Your 2 year old is allowed to play with razor sharp nail scissors.

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“How come she’s not yelling at me?”

You know mama needs a break when…

Multiple sharp objects are spread across the floor giving your son multiple options to hurt himself…
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…and I do nothing to stop him!

Sometimes we all have days where we let our kids do anything and everything to simply stay happy. This day unfortunately brought about lots of sharp objects. He repeatedly said “ouchie, ouchie” and continued to play with them while I smiled down upon my child as if he just said his first word.

Passion Crumbled

Passion Crumbled

I’ve been reading a book by Larry Crabb called Shattered Dreams. He talks about the impossibility to truly know Jesus until we face trials of many kinds; shattered dreams. He proclaims all throughout the book about what it means to feel Jesus, hear Jesus, and rest in His presence.

“Shattered dreams are never random. They are always a piece in a larger puzzle, a chapter in a larger story. The Holy Spirit uses the pain of shattered dreams to help us discover our desire for God, to help us begin dreaming the highest dream…Larry Crabb retells and illuminates this sometimes disturbing and often profoundly touching story, we are shown how God stripped Naomi of happiness in order to prepare her for joy. And we gain an unforgettable picture of how God uses shattered dreams to release better dreams and a more fulfilling life for those He loves.”

I’ve wavered back and forth on whether I truly agree with everything in his book, but I tell ya, he’s a tough cookie to crack. He has multiple points, great stories and real life experience. As I continue to read each page, I begin to feel conviction. Not conviction that I shouldn’t have dreams for my life, my husband, marriage and son, but dreams that when I see shatter before my eyes, I need to rest in the Shadow of His wings and find Peace. God meets us in our weakest, most desolate places of our soul. He longs to revive the passion we so desperately long to feel. He longs to fulfill our dreams beyond comprehension. And He will. It may not be had on this earth, but when we see Christ face to face, our dreams will forever be met with no tears or suffering. Our long-suffering will be worth every tear we cried, every sorrow had and we will be forever with Christ never seeing our dreams shatter again. What a miracle, literally a miracle.

This world does not hold such an idea of no pain and sorrow. Our eyes become wet more often than not. The news of a newborns death, fatal car crash, suicide, crumbled marriages, broken families, false gods and spiritual warfare are ever so present. We only dream of a day that no pain exists anymore. Our minds cannot comprehend such an idea.

As I was reading this book, I found myself not wanting to believe that pain brings us closer to God. I immediately wanted to put the book down and never turn another page. I felt as though the more pages turned, the more pain I would encounter that I so desperately wanted to avoid. Deep down, I know God doesn’t work that way; playing on the battles of my mind. But I still wasn’t ready to embark on another terribly painful road. I wanted to stop on the side of the path and take a breather from the past 3-5 years of hardship. I wanted to hear God speak to me that I’ll receive a break, but as each page turned, I realized though the hardship of the past 3-5 years was painfully difficult, the miracle that resided within the pain is my relationship with Christ. Going deeper with Christ, knowing Christ and desiring Christ. That is how I would sum up the past three years if I had to. Yes pain resided. Yes heartache was to be had, but the joy of knowing my Savior and His deep, unspeakable love for me, His child, was beyond comprehension that only He could allow me to feel. Had I not walked the road of hardship the past 3 years, I would not know Christ the way I do today. And let me tell you, I have barely cracked the surface of who Christ really is.

My passion for Christ was not crumbled but ignited. The deepest parts of our soul is where God so desperately longs to meet each and everyone of us, but we tend to put guards up and quickly get through the pain we are currently experiencing ever so quickly to move on to the next phase in life. We are called to rest, seek and know God. He desires the deepest dreams of our hearts to be met. He wants to fulfill them in ways we cannot fathom, but more often then not, our dreams being met, look entirely different than we envision. And that  my friends is Faith; trusting God to fulfill your deepest desires, protect your heart and bring you closer to Him even when life is incredibly messy. 

Be still and know that I am God. (Psalms 46:10)

Living in dependence on Me is a glorious adventure. Most people scurry around busily, trying to accomplish things through their own strength and ability. Some succeed enormously; others fail miserably. But both groups miss what life is meant to be: living and working in collaboration with Me.

When you depend on Me continually, your whole perspective changes. You see miracles happening all around, while others see only natural occurrences and “coincidences.” You begin each day with joyful expectation, watching to see what I will do. You accept weakness as a gift from Me, knowing that My Power plugs in most readily to consecrated weakness. You keep your plans tentative, knowing that My plans are far superior. You consciously live, move, and have your being in Me, desiring that I live in you. I in you, and you in Me. This is the intimate adventure I offer you.

-Sarah Young

The promise of Hope is here. God longs to meet each and every one of us in the midst of our pain. The question you must ask yourself is if you are allowing Him to. Or are you quickly trying to push through the “trial” and move on with life? That my friends is an honest soul seeking question and you must be fully honest with yourself when choosing to answer that. I find every time I enter a trial of any kind, I want to rid it immediately from my life rather than seek what God is trying to accomplish within my soul and how He is longing for me to go deeper with Him.

Through reading this book Shattered Dreams, I could pinpoint a couple times in my life where my dreams were ultimately shattered and one in particular that still may be shattered forever. Or is it? Is it truly shattered or is God going to full that dream in a way I never saw possible or desired. A way that may not be what I long for, a way that doesn’t seem fit for me? This dream I am talking about is the dream of having a large family. I have one little miracle sleeping in the next room as we speak. He is the joy of my life. But when it comes to further children, I am not sure if I can have another baby, deliver a healthy child and come out on the other side alive and well. If any of you know my pregnancy and delivery story you know the pain and fear in which I am talking about. (Read My Shocking Pregnancy Story)

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My Little Miracle

This my friends is a true test of whether God will fulfill my dream in the manner I see fit, or if He will choose to shatter my dream and fulfill this dream in a entirely different manner. We are still in the process of knowing the outcome and will one day look back on this dream but hopefully, with either outcome, I will come out closer to Christ than I currently remain.

Moment of Truth: “Learn how to look through life’s tragedies and see the lavish blessings God has for you.”

Happy Labor Day To One And All

Happy Labor Day friends. I hope you all are enjoying your special day off and can relax with a barbecue, friends and family. This Labor Day we choose to remain housebound as we absolutely despise holiday traffic. We had a barbecue last night, went on a hike this morning followed by brunch at a Crepe and Coffee house along with continual prepping for our house to be painted next weekend. Although, I can’t take credit for that, my hubby has done all the work.

Tonight…we are laying low and having a movie night with barbecued hamburgers and a sleepy baby who missed nap today. I on the other hand feel as if I haven’t slept in ages and am a walking zombie. Maybe I am…who knows. I don’t know up from down let alone what it means to not be tired anymore.

Enough of my complaining as I have probably worn all of you to the state of oblivion with my continual talk of tiredness.

Tired, tired, tired. Okay there, I got it all out.

Okay friends, I hope you all had a wonderful weekend. :)

Be Safe. Be happy!