Thursday, October 30, 2014

Meet the Peppers

    I haven't officially introduced the Pepper family on my blog, so here goes.

    Mr. Pepper, what can I say ....... all the dreams I ever had about a husband came true when I married my blue eyed prince charming. He treats me like a queen even though I have to do all his dishes and laundry. He's a husband, father, provider, excellent listener and advice giver, he values God and family above all else and I'm thankful every single day that God allowed our paths to meet.

    Mrs. Pepper, Ah now this is a little less flattering. I'm not slender though that happens to be one of my goals. My big brown eyes look at the world with slightly smudgy rose colored glasses. Like Mr. Pepper, God and family are the most important things in my life.

   Oldest son has a love for everything farm related. We are blessed to be renting a farmhouse and the landlord is teaching him all about farming. He would spend all day in the fields if he could, but since he still needs to finish school that doesn't happen. He's a great older brother and very protective of his younger siblings. Though once in a while he can't resist being a pest and teases his sisters. With big brown eyes he favors my side of the family. He eats like a horse and keeps growing taller and taller. Already I have to look up to meet his eyes and it won't be long before he's taller than his Papa.

   Oldest daughter is such a joy and standing at the brink of becoming a teenager. She enjoys whipping up great tasting dishes in the kitchen and helping out any way she can around the house. With her ready wit she keeps us all laughing. Spending time in conversation with her is always enjoyable. Her dreamy brown eyes look at the world as filled with endless possibilities. She is growing to be a fine young lady that brings joy to the hearts of her parents.

    Youngest daughter is a total girly girl. If the world consisted of glitter, pinks, and purple she would be thrilled. As it is she bounces through the house, her joy and zest for life is contagious. She sings constantly, except when it's time for math. With a healthy dose of freckles splashed across her nose and cheeks this little blue eyed beauty has made our life better simply by being in it.

    Youngest son is still basically a toddler. He has his Papa's blue eyes. He's cheerful and a joy to us all. I do need a toddler dictionary though. Yesterday when told he has to wait a few minutes for something he wanted he went into the playroom and I thought I heard him saying "I'm p*ssed off. I'm p*ssed off. I was absolutely horrified and wondered where he picked up that language, until I discovered he was actually saying "My baseball, my baseball."  He adores his older siblings and still likes snuggling on my lap. He's Papa's little man and helps with what ever he can.

    So there you have it, a little peek at the Pepper family.

Monday, October 27, 2014

Monday with the Peppers

     We had a wonderful weekend of family, fellowship, and an inspiring sermon that made me feel like tackling another week head on.

      The whole inspired feeling flew right out the door only minutes after breakfast. It started when our toddler got up and started his usual morning routine of clutching his teddy bear in one hand and walking down the stairs counting each one as he goes. "One, do, dee, foe, five, hix, ven, eight, nine, den ......... and then he tumbled the rest of the way down to number sixteen.
     After soothing his boo-boos it was time to tackle our school work, where the oldest children had me ready to pull my hair out with their algebra. After getting everything figured out we were all tired out and decided it was time to relax.

    A pot of peppermint tea and some girl-y time had us all ready to enjoy life again proving that Mondays aren't so bad after all.


Saturday, October 25, 2014

Christmas Plays

     Our church has started their weekly practice sessions for the annual Christmas Pageant. Each year I vow it will be the last year we will be participating, and yet every Wednesday evening finds me transporting the children to pageant practice. As it turns out it isn't the easiest of things to say, " No," to the pastor's wife when she calls and asks for your family's participation.
     I love Christmas. Love the songs, the movies, the decorations, the shopping, the food, the making of memories, and everything else that goes with the whole Christmas season. Everything that is, except Christmas pageants.

     I've been trying to understand why I feel this way, but I'm not sure I can articulate my feelings. To me Christmas is a joyful, yet reverent time of celebrating the birth of our Saviour. I have never liked nativity scenes, having a fake baby Jesus feels almost sacrilegious to me.

    So far every Christmas pageant at our church has involved a Joseph, Mary, and a baby Jesus. Seeing all the children kneeling around this makeshift manager holding a doll makes my skin crawl. I know it's a re-enactment of sorts, but it still bothers me. Especially as each year more and more "humor" has to be added. This year it includes the shepherd children and Bethlehem street kids clashing and having a rap off.

    It just doesn't feel right, so once again I'm telling myself this will be the last year we will be participating.

Friday, October 24, 2014

Why Pepper in my Pie?

If life could be compared to pie, any pie, but preferably cherry, we would expect something sweet and wonderful.

Since I want to approach this blog by keeping things real, I would describe my life as sweet and wonderful, but every once in a while there's some unexpected not so nice things that happen. Thus, pepper in my pie.