I find myself sitting, in the dark, at the new-to-me desk I found at the thrift store today, with a single candle burning just beyond the top of the laptop I work upon. I have become very fond of candles, just recently. I found another blog whose owner burns candles a lot (for no reason) and I found myself enjoying looking at those pictures as much as my children enjoy looking at pictures in their baby books. I, recently, found a bunch of half burned candles and gave them new purpose in my home. It didn’t matter the shape or color - they all work for me. The warm, romantic glow of the flame in a room, the graceful dance the flame performs - it all makes me feel *warm* on the inside. This is a picture of a lovely candle-lit dinner we had just the other evening. We closed up the blinds, turned off the lights and had dinner *Little-House-On-The-Prairie-Style*. The girls thought this was a magnificent thing to do!
Candles lit for dinner or throughout the day are little things that I have never considered doing, but things that are equally as important. These are little things, memories of *home* the little darlings will take with them to their own families. I want my children to leave our home inspired to make a lovely home of their own full of fond, loving, fun memories. Teaching and allowing my children to have every experience necessary to prepare them for life the good Lord has called them to. Teaching each one, lovingly and patiently to bake homemade bread, sew clothing, love their own children unconditionally, shop and save money frugally. Allowing them to get their feet filthy in a mud puddle and be reassured Momma will be waiting to help clean them off. Bathtubs filled with way too many bubbles. These are all the little things that make our homes cherished.
Allowing each child the chance to add to the family album - making memories of their own. Both girls have been practicing their photography skills. They have taken dozens of pictures. Some that will, in fact, go into the family album - like these pics of the family animals. Ali took the top picture of Sandy Dog - I think it resembles ”The Dog” type photos. Sydney took the picture of Gabby below - this is a very accurate picture.
Momma and the girls having lots of fun in the kitchen together. Sydney does NOT have a lazy eye - she has lately become fascinated by crossing her eyes - silly girl!
Big Sister making bread - it was so very delicious!

Teaching my children is the single most blessed thing I am able to do. When Mighty Man and I first made the decision to homeschool our children - it was simply an act of obedience. It was not something I, personally, wanted to do, but God called us to do this, therefore we did. Not *many* arguments followed :o) However just the other day, while at the store, picking up paint brushes, a woman began asking me questions about our homeschooling experience. This short conversation made me reevaluate my current heart condition in regards to the decision we made so many years ago - and my answer to her ultimate question of “How do you like homeschooling your children?” without a bat of the eye was ”…I wouldn’t have it any other way!”. Being at home with my children, making sure they are brought-up with appropriate faith, values, and morals is the best decision I’ve ever been a part of, hands down, throughout my life. Below is Sydney reading her Bible - hiding God’s word away in her heart.
Homeschooling Ali has restored the mother/daughter relationship, between us, ordained by God. She is a beautiful young lady, who will someday make some man of God a wonderful Help Meet. I am so proud of who she is becoming. Watching her change from day to day, learning and preparing - with so many talents and such a large, giving heart - she is undoubtedly full of His treasures. I give thanksgiving to the Lord that I have such wonderful children. If we have no other children, I am happy and content with the beautiful, healthy two we have been blessed with.
And finally - a picture of a cup I couldn’t resist at the local thrift store. I thought this little guy was so incredibly cute. Just witnessing him sitting on the shelf brought a broad smile to my face and chuckle to my belly. With a very small crack in his bottom (no punn intended), he could no longer be used to hold a hot beverage for his owner, and found himself sitting upon a shelf, lonely, hoping to be adopted into another family with a more constructive purpose - so how about holding the children’s paint brushes for a constructive purpose?!?!
And although we don’t have land and cannot *garden* we are going to have our own little herb garden. I found this cute will pot to grow herbs in. Another memory in the making (and science as well).
But for now, I must bid you all farewell. It is terribly late and my eyelids are beginning to protest their current position. Continue to keep looking upward and you will never be disappointed as the things of this world are temporal, but the things of Christ are eternal. Give your loved ones an extra kiss [and hug] or two. And most of all, allow yourself to be blessed. Until next time…
In His Grace, Lori














































































