Bookend Birthdays

The day we moved, this little guy turned one year old. We didn't do much to celebrate his big day at the time, but at least he didn't seem too bothered by it.

On Saturday, this beautiful girl turned 11. I can't believe it. Yes, I can.

Clearly, I am conflicted about this milestone in her (my) life.

Wanna hear something funny about these two? They are great friends. It's marvelous, really - they are buddies in the "kids need to help each other out more, so I'm putting you two together" sense, but also in the "enjoying one another's company" sense. Caleb settles with Abi in a way he doesn't with his other siblings, and no one can jolly this girl out a tween-girl sized strop like this sweet boy.

It's not all sunbeams and roses - he's occasionally worn out her patience and sometimes, no one but Mama will do - but for now, and hopefully in the future, they really are pals. It's a lovely thing to watch.

A fresh lick of paint

Before we settled down to a new school year, I wanted to jazz up some of our school surroundings. I know I was tired of looking at our functional-but-uninspiring school desks and chairs, and I think the kids were ready for some color, so a quick trip to the hardware store was in order.

It took about one and a half cans of paint to cover two desks and two chairs. The stuff touch-dried pretty quick, but took a full 24 hours to cure completely. It was pretty easy taking the chair seats and backs off, and the desks I painted as is.  

An extra benefit - the "robin's egg blue" matched perfectly with my nail polish, Essie's 'mint candy apple'. I can assure you this was total happenstance - no way am I that coordinated.

 

And here it is, waiting for eager little students to do some learning! (ahem)

 

The Picture Post

 Well, as promised, here are a few photos of our new place. The pictures haven't been edited in anyway, so messy floors and laundry will be in attendance.

 

First up, we have the school room. The built-in bookshelves made this room's purpose clear at once.

The pack & play will be Caleb's prison/play zone when he gets a little too inquisitive.

 

This is the living room, complete with folded laundry. Doesn't everyone have piles of laundry in their living room?

 

 All of our books fill the corner of the living room.

 

The dining room is just off the living room.

 

 Here's the kitchen. The counter and cabinet space is more limited than in our old house, so I'm grateful for the rolling cutting board and a hutch we bought from home.  

 This is the family room, located in the basement. Our TV/DVD player is down here, and behind the couch is the home for pretty much all our toys.

 Anna and Ellie are sharing this room. At first, there was some issue about this being the smallest room, but it's still bigger than their old bedroom, and they've made it feel really cozy.

 Our bedroom is huge. On the wall opposite the bed is my rowing machine, which I've been using almost every day, and we have our own powder room. And loads of closet space.

 Abi and Caleb share a bedroom, and it's working really well. Abi doesn't yet have a bed frame, but she's got a mattress. We are working on getting a bed for her, though - she's been so patient!

 The boys' room is almost as big as ours! As such, this is the only bedroom that has a few toys in it.

Not pictured is Toby's office and our laundry room. I didn't take those pictures because, well, they're pretty uninteresting. Both rooms are in the basement on opposite sites of a collapsible partition. They are both helpful in their ways, but not particularly visually appealing.

 

So, there it is. I hope you've enjoyed your virtual tour!

All the newness

I'd forgotten about the "newness", which is strange, since I was looking forward to the "newness", to some extent.

For quite a long time - almost 6 years, to be exact - my three girls have shared a room. A few months ago, when Caleb outgrew the bassinet (and I outgrew my need to have him in my room), he joined them. So, four kids in a room. It worked, but it wasn't without it's issues.

I was looking forward to the newness of dividing the girls & Caleb between two rooms.

Also, there was the fact that the old house was a split foyer. If you've never seen one of these, it means that when you open the front door, you are greeted with stairs up and stairs down, and you make a decision (not quite as dramatic as the red pill or the blue pill). For us, the main living areas (kitchen, living room, dining room) and the bedrooms were all upstairs. Factor in half a dozen noisy (and nosy) children and acoustics that carry sound all over the place...you get the picture.

I was looking forward to the newness of living in a house that had the traditional bedrooms-up-living-areas-down thing.

And don't get me wrong - I love those new things. But there are other new things that take getting used to...

• the oven is smaller - my larger cookie sheets no longer fit
• there is less counter space - I can no longer plate food from the kitchen quite so easily
• there is no fan in the bathroom to cope with a certain child's long hot showers
• the "squeaky step" has become a squeaky doorway. My doorway.

All these little things - and they are terribly minor - mean adjustments. Seeing the new normal. Adapting. Being thankful for the new blessings that come with a new place while appreciating again the things that worked so well in the old. So when I am tempted to compare the new with the nostalgia, I can remember that God Himself does new things - and each of His new things is a new adventure.

As the dust settles...

Well, we're in.

Due to the help of many amazing friends, we were able to get the moving truck packed in good time and still make a final run to our favorite ice cream place.

Our plan was to leave first thing in the morning on the 30th, but "first thing" became more like 10:30am, with all the last little things we kept finding to pack up. Still, we managed to get on the road and had a great, albeit long, drive to Charleston, WV, where we stayed for a couple of nights to break up the trip. We stayed at the Best Western in town, visited the West Virginia State Museum, which I would highly recommend, if you're ever in the area - it was so well done, very interesting, and free to boot - swam in the hotel pool and got some chill time.

On Sunday, we set of for the final leg of our journey which went pretty uneventfully. We arrived mid afternoon, met the landlord and had a look around the house - it's a great place! At some point, I plan on posting some photos, but for now, you'll have to take my word for it.
We had planned on spending two nights in the house before our moving truck arrived, since they don't deliver (or pick up) moving trucks on weekends or holidays. We planned accordingly with spare clothes, blow up beds and sleeping bags, anticipating the truck's arrival sometime Tuesday afternoon. Tuesday morning, however, we got word that the truck had been delayed for some reason, and it should arrive on Wednesday. Disappointing, but the delay meant that Toby was able to look for, find, and bring home a new (from Craigslist) washer and dryer to keep us in clean clothes.

On Wednesday, however, we found out that, due to a clerical error, our truck never left Baltimore and wouldn't arrive until Friday. So not my plan! In the meantime, we did get our Internet connection, our YMCA membership, and a meet & greet with the other PC students and their families, which was such a blessing.

Friday felt a long time in coming, but when it finally rolled around, our moving truck came with it! As soon as that thing turned up, everyone in the house cheered!! It took us 3 days to pack and, thanks to lots of help (again!), about 6 hours to unpack. By Friday night, we all had beds to sleep in, a couch to sit on and a dining table to eat at! So much happiness.

It's now Sunday, and things are taking shape. We have most of the rooms set up as we'd like them, with a few boxes still to sort through. I'd say we're currently macro organized, and this week we'll work on getting micro organized, before school (for Toby and the kids) begins on September 16.

As always, there were definitely things God showed me through some of our difficulties this last week. He's shown me that I am naturally impatient and controlling, wanting things when and how I want them. He's also shown me how faithful and redemptive He is. For instance, if the truck had arrived when it was supposed to, Toby wouldn't have been able to pick up the washer and dryer. We also would have missed being very blessed and cared for by our neighbors, who provided our family with two meals, some temporary tables and chairs to eat at, and an open-door whatever-you-need offer. So much goodness.

And so begins a new year, and new adventure for the Gayner clan. We're preferring the word "adventure" this year, since all the best adventures aren't the smooth and easy ones (though I do like smooth and easy!), but they are the exciting ones and make for the best stories. We are unsure of all God has in store for us this year, but we know Him. And He is good.

How it's going...

In a word, it's bedlam.
I use that word because:

• I'm packing a house with six children in it.
• We are doing our best to catch up with people - so many people we love and will miss and want to get with one more time.
• Toby is working on his pre-course work (or trying to), alongside continuing to work full-time (one more week!), pack a house with six children in it and catch up with people.
• We celebrated our 16th wedding anniversary and Noah's 7th birthday, while 2 children spent the day on the couch with fevers.
• We are trying to figure out what we can pack and what needs to stay within reach - I accidentally packed all of our microwavable bowls. Whoops.
• I lost my credit card. Thankfully, it wasn't stolen. Replacement on the way.
• We are still showing the house. Fortunately, we think we have some tenants, but until the lease is signed, the house keeps showing. It is easier to keep it clean with less junk around...
• The logistics are messy, or perhaps it's just my memory that's messy. I keep remembering who needs what furniture and to make a date with that person and send the kids to that house and the hundreds of other details that go into a long-distance move, but when it's time to get it all down and make a plan, the thoughts run and hide, much like my children at a playground.

 Having said all that, it's also going well. Really:

• We've been doing a little at a time for most of the summer, which has helped a lot.
• We've been the grateful recipients of a lot of help, from child care to packing and cleaning, with promises of continued help, right up to packing the moving truck.
• We have been encouraged and prayed for, which is huge.
• All the "to-do"s are getting done, one thing at a time.
• The kids have been enjoying getting with their friends and celebrating what will probably be their last birthdays in Maryland.
• They are also more excited about the adventure than sad about leaving, which is much how their parents feel.

I am anticipating the next couple of weeks to continue this roller-coaster pattern, as we tie up loose ends. But you know, that's okay. I'd be a fool if I expected this stuff to be easy - God doesn't promise me that. Here's what He does promise, what I'm placing my hope in:

 The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear?

The Lord is the stronghold of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?

 Psalm 27:1

 



Visiting Reptiles

A few weeks ago, a pair of box turtles wandered across my kids' path. What an opportunity to learn something about these handsome creatures!

 Our main interest was in figuring out if we were looking at a "he" or a "she". Wikihow helped us out...

For most box turtles, males have red or orange irises, and the ladies have brown or yellow.

 

 Males tend to have a concave underside, whereas females have a convex shell (presumably a spot in which to safely carry their eggs).

There were a few more helpful determiners, but these few were enough to get us going.

As it happens, we realized we had both a male and a female, and the fact that they were found together probably meant that they were a "couple".

We named them (Fluffy and Speeder, I believe) and turned them loose to make many more baby turtles. Hopefully the next family who lives here will enjoy them, too!

What do you do at the Farm Fair?

 Well, we poke the pigs...

...pet the miniature horse...

...reaffirm the desire to get an alpaca...

 ...win second place for a baby sweater...

...get faces painted...

...and have an overall good time! 

Crayon Candles

One of the ideas on our Summer of Fun board was to make some candles out of sun-melted crayons. As it happens, being a stinking hot summer and all, the sun and accompanying heat was happy to work with us.

 The original idea is here, but I made a couple of adjustments. Rather than mixing lots of different colors, we kept like colors together (for the most part) and put them in baby food jars. Rather than getting proper candle wicking, we went with the suggestion to simply put a birthday cake candle in the middle, which worked just as well.

Each of the kids had fun making one, and it was worth it to me to get rid of some junky old crayons. Getting them to sit there peeling the paper off kept them busy, too.
We had them at the table for dinner and the kids enjoyed having the candles "race" - they don't burn especially well, so it was a competition to see who's would stay lit the longest.
For us, it was a fun afternoon activity when it's too hot to go out. If you wanted to, you could make it a cool solar energy/color combining activity, as well. It was too hot for me to be clever about it, though!

Keeping 'em busy

For a while now, I've been thinking about the idea of keeping kids busy - I've heard the phrase as synonymous with "keep 'em out of trouble". I'm all for keeping 'em out of trouble, my own kids especially, but there was something that kept my brain tinkering with the subject. After all, we've all heard that "idle hands are the devil's toys", and boredom can quickly lead to bickering and trouble. But I've also heard that one of the greatest gifts you can give a child is the opportunity to be bored, for "poverty is the mother of invention". How am I to reconcile these two apparently opposite concepts?

It wasn't so very long ago that this problem wasn't actually a problem at all. There was always something to keep kids of all ages busy. Kids worked with their families, caring for the home, farm, other children or the family business. There wasn't a lot of time for play, but most kids learned what it took to make a home and provide for a family. They learned interpersonal skills by dealing with family members and how to serve in their own family and in the wider community.

Times, as they say, have changed. Nowadays, we sign them up for classes, sports, lessons, enrichment groups and field trips. We buy more toys, more games and more entertainment to fill up more free time. Not to say that I am necessarily against all these opportunities. Not only did I do just about every activity I could, my own children are involved in a fair few, as well. My growing concern, however, is what this constantly busy schedule is teaching my children. Are they learning that their social calendar is more important than our time together as a family? Are they learning that opportunities and things are more important than people? Are they learning that they have to be busy to be valuable?

I'm also concerned about the long term impact of this "training" on their character. It may be easier to allow my kids to retreat behind closed doors and headphones when they don't get along, rather than wade into the mess of teaching them how to love and care for each other, but is that going to serve them when they get into conflict with their spouse? Or I may not feel like schleping them to a service opportunity because I've already run them hither and yon all week and would kind of like a break, but is my desire for comfort and ease communicating that serving isn't really as important as I tell them it is?

Frankly, I would kind of like to go back to the old days. I'd miss my iPhone, but it would be rather simpler. That's not much of an option, though - this is the world we live in, so we'd better figure out how to do it well. And I am grateful for all the opportunities for skills, growth and relationships - they are fun and important!

 So, what to do? Here are some ideas:

• Make 'em choose. No one can do everything they'd like - I can't and neither can my children. They can grow in prioritization skills my choosing what they give their "extra" time to: ballet or soccer? Drama or scouts? Obviously, we as parents need to guide them as they make these choices; they need our help in weighing the long-term benefit of a skill over the short-term fun of doing what their friends are doing. It would be a great opportunity, though, to see how they enjoy spending their time, see where their interests, gifts, and abilities are - you may be surprised what you learn about them.
• Say no. It's hard, really hard, to say no to your children sometimes. After a couple of years of going to gymnastics and being told by the instructor that she could go somewhere with it, we decided to pull Abigail out of gymnastics. It wasn't easy, especially since she's good at it and enjoyed it, but we knew that it was not going to fit into the overall family schedule well, and we felt that trying to make it fit was going to be detrimental to the other kids. None of our children exists in a vacuum, and they need to be aware that there are times we need to put the needs of the whole family ahead of one person's personal desires.
• Think it through. What will happen if they do/don't do this activity? Will they experience a long-term lack? Will it communicate your love and care for them in a special way if you say yes? What are you choosing not to do if you do x? Are you saying no to make your life more comfortable? What else is going to fill that time? Don't put off something for you child so that you don't miss your shows, but don't make unwise financial/time management decisions, either.

My oldest child is not yet 11 years old, so our family hasn't been at this gig as long as many. Any other more experienced mamas out there have any helpful insights to contribute? You are very welcome to the conversation!