The Triumph of Waiting It Out

When Colin was very young, he received Curious George for a present. This particular toy laughs when you press certain parts, and has a bigger belly laugh that you can find randomly.

Colin did not want to touch him. He cried when we made him hold him.

Colin had a fear of him. George did not make him nervous. It was not that Colin did not prefer him. Colin feared him.

Note: Colin has genetically and spiritually inherited his mother's fear of everything.

Heights. Spiders. Rubber baby doll heads. Bland Food. Snakes. Strangers. The Unknown. Bad Breath. Plush Monkeys.

You name it and we've feared it.

Anyway, George went into hibernation for about three or fours years. He went in faith knowing one day someone would love him and his belly laugh.

That day came. George had his exaltation through...Victoria! She happened upon him, took him up, called him her "baby", and lovingly cradled him. He has been her "baby" ever since.

She loves him with the same vehemence with which Colin feared him.

Every baby wears diapers, right? So must George.

She buried him alive in diapers (all clean).

Merry Christmas!

Who Is That Man?

Name That Bug

If you know this bug, put his name in the comments section. A story will follow at a later date.

Vacation, Part the Second and Three-Quarters

The Noah's Ark section was wonderful! It really gives perspective to Noah's faith and the opportunities to be a witness.

God was very specific about His instructions!
Below, the people are getting as high as they can before the waters consumed them. Very sobering display. It reminds me of the song that says, "They cried from the rocks and the mountains. They prayed, but their prayer was too late."

From the museum, we drove on to Tennessee. Pictures will follow!

Vacation, Part the Second and a Half

The sacrifices necessary after the fall of man.

This was very convicting. Innocent animals shed their blood for the transgressions of humans. This is a picture of when the future Lamb of God would come for the final sacrifice. I am thankful He came, died and rose again, but it makes me sad that it was my sin He suffered for.

Victoria is taking it all in.

The Great Tempter. The Great Liar. The Great Deceiver. There is a bottomless pit waiting with his name written all over it!

Victoria is not too sure about dinosaurs.

Okay, it's settled. The dinosaur was a little too "up close and personal", as they say.

" That's better. I can handle anything when I'm in my stroller!"

Dinosaurs are everywhere! They're in my house and in my hair!

I'm sorry about the little poetry explosion. I would quote Byron instead, but I don't think he has any dinosaur poems.

Vacation, Part the Second

We really enjoyed visiting the Creation Museum in Kentucky. It was a quick 4.5 hour drive, and we stayed in a nice hotel for a great deal!

It was encouraging to see a group of people (whomever built and funded this museum) willing to stand for the Creator in an age where evolution (though unproved) continues to be the catch-all belief for a godless mindset.

Isn't it nice to know you aren't a mutation? :)

I'm sure this is beautiful in the summer, but it was chilly and rainy when we went.

I'm going to ask he Lord about some of these when I get to Heaven..

Gross Game of the Year Award

We've all played it as a kid (please excuse the hasty generalization). Thanks to our modern mindset that all toys must be loud and obnoxious, Operation has been equipped with loud bodily-function noises and gross, green gelatinous things to remove.

I grant you, I have a weak stomach, but I can hardly look at the parts long enough to remove them with the tweezers!

Vacation, Part the First

Departure: Victoria graduates to a regular car seat! That may not be exciting to you, but she was 14 months old at the time of vacation and still only 19 pounds. We were happy to get our girl out of the infant seat, and she was glad to finally see the world head-on!

Mountains! Bears! Wildlife! Oh, my!

Victoria pose #1. Grab hair and insert thumb.

Colin pose #1. Meditation. Okay, not really. Bad photographer.

Said car seat initiation.

Tennessee Teaser

There will be more about our trip to the Smoky Mountains later, but in the mean time, look at this fella! The loud people you hear in the video are not us. I know we can be loud too, but we tend to tone it down out in public.

Jack and the Beanstalk

The new season has begun for Wild Swan Theater. We attended Jack and the Beanstalk. It was very funny and they did a great job! We are looking forward to taking Victoria to her first play, Peter Rabbit, in the spring.

Here is Jack.

This was the Giant. I had to snap the picture fast as crowds of kids wanted to get in there. Apparently some are knocking her wig around.

Calder Dairy Farm, Part Three

Future farmers of America?

This sheep followed us everywhere. I named him Hermie.

I felt he needed a name because all the dairy cows had names.
This one is creatively named "Josie".

Frito? There must be a story...

The cows are waiting to be milked.

I have a picture of that process, but I decided not to post it for fear of people's reactions. Oh, well. Suffice it to say, it looks pretty uncomfortable.

Notice the cow in the foreground.

Calder Dairy Farm, Part Two

The goats really liked these tables.

The entire time we were at the farm, this goat was atop this table.

Miniature horses! These are not ponies.

Baby kittens. :)

Colin was able to feed several calves. He really had to hold on to that bottle!

We're Moving

We'll send you our new address.

I can dream, can't I?

Calder Dairy Farm, Part One

Someone recommended that we go for a visit to Calder Dairy Farm in Carelton, so we did! You can watch them milk the cows, and they let you feed the calves. Additionally, there is a little store where they sell their own milk, ice cream (made from their milk), and other sundry items.

They have lots of animals, don't use any hormones, and feed their animals with their own food from the farm. They don't spray their fields with pesticides and other chemicals that make you grow a third ear.

They have a nice old-fashioned delivery service that we have started utilizing. Every week, Stan the Milkman comes to my door with great-tasting milk. The prices aren't too bad, and we feel good about consuming a quality product whilst supporting a local farm.