A Sad Day

Ever since we moved into our house we’ve been blessed with the friendship of three sisters who live a couple of houses down.  TT, Chelsea, and Ryann.  Yesterday they came by the house to say goodbye.  The house they’ve been renting is going into foreclosure and they’ve moved.  This is the second family that we’ve connected with on our block that has moved.  We’re really going to miss the girls.   They’ve meant a lot to me as they’ve welcomed my kids and played with them so much.  I think I’ll even miss them knocking on the door all summer, every day, during dinner.  “God please continue to draw them to yourself, and send us another family to welcome to the block.”

Talking to Worms

The last few days we’ve had glorious weather so we’ve taken full advantage of it, spending as much time outside as possible.  The kids playing in the yard, wagon, dirt, etc.  I’ve been working on our veggie garden.  We bought some broccoli, cabbage, and cauliflower seedlings while in Chattanooga last weekend so I was in a hurry to get the garden ready and get them planted.  We moved one bed over (we’re trying a version of square gardening) so that the lawn mower could fit between it and the fence.  Mixed up the dirt, dug through it for rocks, glass, and other unfriendly debris (filling a large pot with them).  Then mixed in some of our compost that we “made” last year.  Then planted our little seedlings and some lettuce and spinach seeds.  The next day we did a second garden.  This one was more work because it’s new whereas the first one we actually had dug up last fall.  I was thankful to only find one pile of cat poop, not so thankful to find it with my bare hands.

But the greatest memory of it is of Joanna running over to me after I’d watched her put a worm she found in the compost (that’s where they go because as we’ve told her the worms eat the kitchen stuff and newspaper and turn it into dirt).  She came running over to me, “Mommy, I talked to a worm!”  “Oh yea,” I said, “What did you say to it?”  “I told it to eat the egg shells and turn them into dirt.”  It’s been so fun to have her involved in things like this.  She such an inquisitive little girl and has an amazing memory.  Thank you Jesus for Joanna.

Here she is spinning at her Daddy’s concert last night.

Spinning at Daddy's Concert

“Money off the Ground”

We decided to start giving Joanna (age 3 1/2) an allowance. She’ll get $1 every week. However, she also has to do a few age-appropriate chores in order to get her money. Kirk and I, being structured organizers, made up a system and a chart. The chart contains columns for each day of the week (except Sunday) and rows for each of her chores: making her bed, cleaning up her room, and clearing her dirty dishes off the table. Stickers go in the boxes of chores completed. Today it all fell apart. I was struggling to get her to do a small part of picking up her toys. I was getting angry, she was feeling overwhelmed. I reminded her that if she didn’t clean up she wouldn’t get part of her allowance for that job. She said, “I’d rather just get money off the ground,” referring to when we find change on the ground.

Wow, pretty insightful for a little kid. Wouldn’t we all rather just pick up money from the ground instead of having to work for it? And yet, there is value and honor and a sense of self-worth that we get from working.

You’ll be happy to know that we have taken a more “grace-filled” approach to the allowance, focusing more on her heart attitude toward helping out around the house now that she is a big girl.