The Tucker's First Snow Day!

Last night after tucking all the boys in their beds and reading, "God Gave Us You" by Lisa Bergren, per request Asher and flipping through it's wintery wonderland pages, He asked, "Is it going to snow?" Of course the forecast had said we were to get 2-4 inches followed by quite a bit more this Friday, so not to disappoint, I said, "YES! So, when you wake up in the morning, everything will be crystal white and snow will be falling from the sky all morning!"

I felt like it was Christmas all over again and him and Ryder's eyes, like giant blue marbles closed tightly in hopes that the morning would be here when they opened them.

Well, we got our White, Wonderland! Which makes it Austin's first EVER snow! Of course we had to venture out in our warmest and let him analyze and judge it for himself. He was delighted with the sight, and grinned ear to ear, but sitting in it, he was not too happy about. Oh, don't let the first photo below fool you. His attitude toward being abandoned in it quickly changed; bless his little heart. I'll even spare you the attempt at the snow angel photos I captured.

A Winter Wonderland, in pictures...

to be continued...

January 10 on 10

The first few weeks of this new year has brought a lot of cuddling,

hot coffee and lounging in our pajamas.

We got our first snow today as well, so even more reason to stay in and cozy up.

Last year I didn't do so well with keeping up with 10 on 10, but this year am hoping to be able to capture these moments every month.

1. Enjoying coffee in my pajamas and the sunshine on my face at 6 am

2. Baby trying to help make my bed

3. breakfast before church

4. Austin enjoying his very first ever, cinnamon roll

5. Reading over 2 Chronicles 5 from the message at church that morning

6. Noah using me to play Peek-A-Boo with Austin

7. the first snow flakes of the year on our front deck

8. Asher extactic about all the snow

9. Organizing new fabric 

10. Helping the boys put together a 1,000 piece puzzle

Of Pancakes and Prayers

The boys and I are full of pancakes and prayers this morning as we cuddle up during reading time on the couch and watch through the front door, the soft rain float down. The sun is still shining and glistening on all the hundreds of little drops in the air, making them look like crystals falling from the sky.

I always feel thankful for a rainy day here and there because I have found that it puts a force in me to stay home in my pajamas and slippers, drink that second cup of coffee and put off the errands. There are always days needed where we could stay home and enjoy the quality time of one another.

I look back to when the big boys were just little boys and how we lived precariously day to day, enjoying this or that. We had no agenda, just the whim of whatever the day brought to us. My, how I miss those days! Now there is school, basketball games, playdates etc. I don't mind and I love this aspect of mothering, but I often do miss those days where all is quiet and calm. 

My husband often jokes that he feels he's lived several different lives. I don't really think it feels so much as different lives as it does seasons. This is a new season for me, but I am immensely enjoying it. I feel really good, I feel really thankful. Last year was a year of questions, concerns and unanswered prayers, but in time; His perfect time, those prayers were answered, God saw us to a place that He knew would be best for us, those concerns were left in the dust of our faith in Him and our questions were all answered with His divine answers. 

My husband is away in Iowa for 12 days and the boys have their first basketball game this Saturday. Austin has four teeth now, going on seven and I have been quietly sneaking into my happy place every evening crafting and sewing and working on a few secret sister projects at church. My heart right now is in Iowa, but I am so thankful to God for giving me this life...life is definitely good!

A week full of Thankfulls {2016}

As I sit here going over all of my notes and jotted down reminders of to-dos and dreams for this new year, I am reminded this morning of this verse and feel pricked in my heart to make better use of my time this year.

I know that God has given me a great task in my life and my priorities are to see that these boys grow up to be disciples for Him. To love Him, serve Him and share His word with the world.

I want to use my time this year to saturate myself in the word for I have found over the years that it is God's holy word that shapes and molds our hearts into serving and loving hearts for Him and His people.

One of my favorite things to do is to take every day, ordinary, day to day things and find beauty in them. Find joy. Find something to be thankful for.

I want to pass this on to my children this year.

My word for this year is Eucharisteo which means thanksgiving+joy. Thanksgiving that creates joy in the Lord! 

I want this and need this in my life, like I want and need coffee. 

Last year drifted by like clouds in the sky, and this year I feel will be no different but am loving the concept of taking each day at a time and finding all the lovely in it, in hopes to bottle these joys up throughout the year and watch them glow from within our souls. 

I hope that by really looking into God's word, I am able to see a difference even in myself and the boys by the end of this year of how it has changed us in our ways of thinking and feeling and doing.

I don't often blog as I would like to, but I am also keeping my fingers crossed in hopes that this new year will allow a little extra space in the day for me to hide in a corner and jot down a few things here and there. I find myself really missing this little corner of the world and all the precious friends I once shared it with. All the inspiring encouragement from other beautiful women who also share this mothering journey with myself.

Homeschooling, and mothering four boys, one of which is not walking or talking and who's favorite spot is anywhere where there is body contact with me, forces these extracurricular passions of mine in the back seat.

But so thankful that over time it is still always here, just waiting patiently for me to come in and type down whatever is on my heart at the moment. That is the beauty of this little space of mine.