Charlee's First Day of Pre-School!

About a week and a half ago, Charlee started Pre-school! This was a big day because since last year, when Amelia started Pre-school, Charlee had been waiting and waiting for her turn ot go to school! She actually had to wait a couple of weeks because of a gas spill in the city of her school, so the start date was delayed quite a while. Finally the day came. She loves it! She loves her teachers and her classmates. I think there are only abut 10 students in the class, which is nice. They have been taking good care of her. It's a full day of school each day, so she comes home pretty exhausted. She doesn't want to talk about school right away when I pick her up, but later in the evening she tells me a few details. On her days off, she happily answers all my questions about school. I guess she doesn't like talking about it when she's tired! This week on Wednesday it was a little sad because she knew Amelia had a half day at school. Half way through the day, the teacher said Charlee cried and said, "I'm not supposed to be here. I need to go home because Amelia is home." Yesterday she cried a little at school too, because she wanted a half day. After talking about it with her, I think she's prepared to spend full days at school, every day. Next time Amelia has a half day, I won't be mentioning it to Charlee, haha. Here is is first day picture!

Cal seems a little bored without his sisters. He wanders around looking for them. He is always so happy to see them when they come home. He keeps shouting "Hi!" and waving all the way home :)

Amelia's First Day of School

Amelia turns 5 tomorrow!  This has been a very tough week for her.  She was so nervous (might even say anxious) about school before it began.  Because she was unable to express her emotions of worry in words, it came out in anger.  We had never seen some of the behaviors that she was exhibiting this week and we were really concerned.  It was so difficult for our whole family because I wasn't able to get her to talk to me about how she was feeling.  Josh had better luck talking it out with her and sometimes he would get a tidbit of information that helped us understand.  We knew her little heart was hurting and it was hurting us too, but we didn't know how to help her.  She wasn't sleeping because of her worries.  She had an abundance of sugar and junk food because of her early birthday celebrations.  Her routine was all out of wack because of the special birthday dates with family members.  It all took a toll on her.  And us!  

We prayed, prayed, prayed and prayed again.  I prayed over her while she slept, while she threw a fit, while she was awake and happy.  I prayed and read scripture over her.  Well, God answered.  I would have preferred He answer a little quicker, haha, but He definitely showed up in the situation.  The night before school, she miraculously slept great all night and she has since!  She told me she was a little nervous the first day.  We were expecting the worst when she came home yesterday but to our surprise she had such a good time, had a good attitude and told us all about it with a happy heart!  I am so thankful that God helped her heart when we couldn't reach it.  It's a helpless feeling to see something going wrong in your kid and not be able to fix it!  God did what he does best!  After all, He loves her, and all of us, even more than we do.  Amelia went off today for another fun day at school, and our house is peaceful once again!  Praise God!    

Charlee starts pre-school next week!  She met her teachers today and they seemed very nice and welcoming.  I think she will really enjoy it!  I will have to write back next week to talk about her first school experience! 

My Dad's Dad

 A couple of week's ago my Grandpa went home to Heaven.  He was 91 years old and as able as ever!  The morning of his heart attack he was out mowing.  Not too long ago, he was out on the roof fixing a leak. He regularly went to the farm to check on his cows or fix things around the farm.  I am so thankful that after his heart attack he was given a couple of more days in the hospital for my dad to make it down to be with him.  

His funeral was such a celebration!  It feels strange and wrong to "enjoy" a funeral, but it was so wonderful!  He led such an awesome life and the more I heard about him and his old stories, the more I was so proud of him.  He grew up during a very hard economic time, worked hard on a farm, got married at 16 (which I'm sure was also quite difficult, considering he was just a kid!), went off to war, worked night shifts, and rose up his family in the way of the Lord!  I never heard him complain.  Actually, I never heard him say a negative thing about anyone or anything!  That is quite amazing.  He didn't say much.  Maybe that was the key, haha.  Everyone listened in closely when he said something in his soft voice because it must be important.

My favorite part was when the soldier played Taps on the bugle.  So beautiful.  That's when I realized how proud I was of my Grandpa.  I am proud that he followed God.  I am so thankful that he taught my Dad how to love the Lord, which in turn my Dad passed down to me, and to my family.  What a perfect legacy.  It makes me think of the song called the Blessing,

"The Lord bless you, and keep you, make His face shine upon you, and be gracious to you.  The Lord turn His face toward you, and give you peace."

"May His favor, be upon you, for a thousand generations, and your family and their children, and their children, and their children...."

Very true and I am so thankful for my wonderful family.  Happy Father's day in heaven to Grandpa and to my Dad who carries on the legacy.  God has definitely blessed me in the family department.

Covid

 Today, I had a thought to contact my old friend and mom of the kids I used to tutor. I hadn't talked to her in a very long time.  When I texted her to ask how her and her family were doing, she told me that they were going through a very rough time because her mom had just died of covid!  My heart is so heavy for her...  I can't stop thinking about how sad she must be.  Her whole family does not know Jesus, and to think how empty and hopeless that must feel to loose your mom, not having assurance of seeing her again in heaven....

This whole conversation made me think about some things.  My whole family got covid at the end of January.  Though it was not a fun experience, I can't complain because it could have been a lot worse!  Josh had it the worst, with flu symptoms.  I just had cold symptoms.  The girls didn't really experience any symptoms, and Cal had a few symptoms but mostly struggled with sleep.  He screamed for about 4 nights straight and only slept maybe 2 hours.  My dad also got it but thank goodness he escaped with only a few symptoms, too.  My mom never got it, thank the Lord!  Hearing stories like my friend's makes me feel so very blessed that we came out of covid as well as we did.  What a blessing to all be healthy now and look back on it with relief.  God really protected us.

It also made me think about my extended family.  The reasons my friend has no hope in Jesus is because she grew up  with a different religious background.  I am so thankful for my parents and grandparents and great grand parents who carried on the legacy of Christianity to me and now my own kids.  I am so thankful to have a family who has always believed in Jesus.  Yes, death is a very sad thing, but it's also a celebration and we have hope that that loved one is in heaven.  It would be a very dark thought to have no idea where your loved one went, and then to think that you don't know where you will end up.  Thank the Lord for creating a way for us to go to heaven with Him.  I will continue to pray that my friend's family will come to know Jesus.

I love being a mom.  I love my parents.  I love my grandparents.  I love the long line of Christians who have helped me now be able to teach my kids about Jesus.  Amelia asks many people, "Do you know Jesus?  Are you going to go to Heaven?"  Though it's a little embarrassing, I am proud of her for talking about Jesus with others.

Remember today to count your blessings!