Posts Tagged ‘Ella’

I LOVE the Olympics!!

We happily haven’t had any TV reception since the summer Olympics and, Kirk, knowing how I enjoy them went and got an antenna just so we could watch the 2010 Winter Games. (I so appreciate him). I have my favorite events, but I will watch almost any of it. To give you an idea of how bad it has been around here, yesterday I walked into Walmart with three kids in tow, and we passed the Subway that is inside of Walmart. Cade and Ella immediately started singing, “Five…five dollars…five dollar footlong…”! I was almost sure I heard Addie humming along.

So, what have we been doing during those off times when no Olympic coverage is on our local station? We have been sleeping, eating, going grocery shopping and making salt dough ice skates. Cade got the idea that he wanted to make ski poles from pipe cleaners. After we thought about it for awhile, we decided that wooden dowels might be better. So, we picked up dowels and paint, and first thing this morning he got to painting his ski poles.

I questioned my sanity while I was explaining to Cade that the poles can’t be used as swords or lightsabers. Was there even a chance that this wouldn’t happen??? Well, after waiting way longer than Cade would have liked for the paint to dry, I have been pleasantly surprised.

The kids have been taking turns skiing through the kitchen. There are necklaces for the medals. The timer is set and one cheers while the other skis. Russia is usually trailing “American”. The black paint scuffs on the floor are well worth the entertainment!

The kids are excited and we are having fun putting up the tree, wrapping gifts, going to Christmas programs, making Christmas treats and listening to Christmas music.  There is something so fun about hearing the story of Jesus coming to earth through the ears of a child.  As adults, we are so used to the story that nothing surprises us anymore.  The story can cease to be amazing.   Children seem to bring back how odd the reality of God coming to earth really is.  ”Jesus is God?”  ”He was born in a barn?”  ”They brought Him perfume?”  ”He laid where the sheep ate?…P U!”.

It seems to hit me even more the years that we have had a baby in the house.  I now look at Addie and think about how God chose to become completely helpless as a baby.  He was dependent on His creation to feed and care for Him.  So many times we choose to complain about this or that and even blame God or wonder why He isn’t answering our prayers.  I know I need the reminder that He gave everything when He came to this earth that is imperfect and full of sin.  He came to save us…He came to save you.

At times, we have also had fun thinking about how hard it would be to be a sibling to Jesus.  Mary would ask, “Why can’t you be more like Jesus?”, and tattling would be a total waste of time.  Although, I suppose He would be the most selfless to play with.

At any rate, we are having a lot of fun experiencing Christmas with 3 children this year.  It truly is the most wonderful time of the year.