"So Morgan Ann, what do you want to talk about?" (Gabby)
"I don't know." (Morgan)
"Can I write by myself Gabby?" (M)
Absoloutely not." (G)
"Why?" (M)
"Your dainty little fingers would shock the computer." (G)
"Oh." (M)
"What do you want to write about?" (G)
"I don't know, I didn't say anything."
Morgan gives me the look! (narrator)
"Okay... Anything else?" (G)
"Nooooooo!!!"
I've been elbowed by my a little sister. She is stamping her foot, yet she does not talk.
"Come on M&M, say something."
"No!!!"
"What are ya'll doing?" (daddy)
"I'm writing down everything Morgan says." (Gabby)
"I'm not going to say anything."(M)
"You just did!"
"AHHHHHH"
"Do you want to say good-bye?"
"Yes."
So thus concludes the comedy interview with Morgan.
~Morgan and Gabby
P.S. We've got about another interview like this done with her... I get a kick out of them. HAHA
Sunday, July 18, 2010
We just came back from Amarillo visiting a church, then we ate with the pastor and his family at his wifes mothers house, the house was so pretty... Makes me want to go clean my room and repaint everything!!! I rarely find a kitchen I really just can't get enough of looking at, actually I don't think I have ever felt at home in anyones kitchen... sounds strange? You'd understand if you went in the pastors wifes mothers kitchen- Mrs. Morris, but this kitchen was cozy, and roomy at the same time, and it was springy, all the decor was trimmed in yellow. It felt like it had a touch of a "nana" (that's what all of the grandkids called her) So we had a good time. Has anyone tried blackberry cobbler blue bell ice cream? Thanks Mrs. Morris for introducing me to that...
I guess I'll do a little bit of teaching piano today. When we moved in there was a baby grand piano sitting in our living room corner! The dixons left it here for us. Now I'm giving beginner lessons to Morgan, Ian, Caelin. I've enjoyed teaching them but... really I've given them only one lesson each, and played a piano card game with them. But however, I WILL get to it today, but I've said that every day to kids since Wednesday.
~Gabby
I guess I'll do a little bit of teaching piano today. When we moved in there was a baby grand piano sitting in our living room corner! The dixons left it here for us. Now I'm giving beginner lessons to Morgan, Ian, Caelin. I've enjoyed teaching them but... really I've given them only one lesson each, and played a piano card game with them. But however, I WILL get to it today, but I've said that every day to kids since Wednesday.
~Gabby
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Good Morning!
Yea! I got on the blog! Now I've got sis to do things with. As you may notice, we changed the blog background, and according to Morgan it looks like a school blog. I was looking for a little change in the background since we moved I thought it would be nice to, well, change, so to speak. And I was going to do something simple... but all plans always end up changed right? Yup, but I liked what we found and maybe I'll stick to it, unless someone expresses an pessimistic opinion!
I finished a book that belongs to a series called the Preachers Daughter. It was about an Amish girl that loved painting, and if you know Amish, they don't allow anything like that- at least in the old order. The girl- Annie, has a pen pal who is an "Englischer" and an artist! So they draw and send them back and forth to each other, so on and so forth. But it's a really good book, and now I have to go tear up the garage (filled with stuff that doesn't exactly fit in the house yet) and find the second book to the series! And of course it would be 102 degrees today. l
I forgot to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM! We gave her a surprise birthday on Thursday... Is today already Saturday? Goodness gracious, time doth fly. I drew momma a favorite picture of Aidan when he was two, and we also got her a blessed pink toolbox filled with pink tools- very feminine don't you think? And now that we have a back porch, Daddy bought a rocking chair from Cracker Barrel. We invited a few friends and all... now someone needs to come and help us eat up all of the sweets left over!
Aidan came in earlier sobbing that "he took my cookie away!"
"Did he eat it baby?"
"Uh- huh...."
"Who ate it dear- hopefully not one of your brothers!"
"Jack ate my cookie!" the whole scene was pretty pathetic, obviously Jack snitched the cookie. It was funny- at least to the older sis, however it's not always fun having a dog eat the cookie you slaved over meant for PEOPLE. But I hope Jack gets a stomach ache over it.
My latest project has been making scottish socks. I'm not sure how it'll turn out but hopefully it won't look like a beginner just made a wraggly pair of ugly green tubes! HA! Since daddy is going to do a festival sometime in September I suppose, I wanted to see if handmade tubes- excuse me handmade scottish socks will sell. If they do I could make a good living off something like that- and I enjoy knitting anyways.
We set up a badmitten net a few days ago. And when I say we that means Gabby looked over all of the directions and put together a sorry looking net that the dog bit and made fall down. But it's usable and we've had fun playing. Mother, Caelin and I all played in the heat of the day while the sprinkler was on and took turns getting the shady side of the net, and every ten minutes jump through the sprinkler.
I found the rest of my shoes that were hidden away in a box. At least I packed my usual church shoes in a dresser, so I was prepared. The rest of the children has had to go to church in crocs! I've enjoyed that immensely!
Momma found Scattegories is a garage sale and hopefully we'll be playing that after I finish this paragraph. Off to play a board game- ttyl!
~Gabby
I finished a book that belongs to a series called the Preachers Daughter. It was about an Amish girl that loved painting, and if you know Amish, they don't allow anything like that- at least in the old order. The girl- Annie, has a pen pal who is an "Englischer" and an artist! So they draw and send them back and forth to each other, so on and so forth. But it's a really good book, and now I have to go tear up the garage (filled with stuff that doesn't exactly fit in the house yet) and find the second book to the series! And of course it would be 102 degrees today. l
I forgot to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM! We gave her a surprise birthday on Thursday... Is today already Saturday? Goodness gracious, time doth fly. I drew momma a favorite picture of Aidan when he was two, and we also got her a blessed pink toolbox filled with pink tools- very feminine don't you think? And now that we have a back porch, Daddy bought a rocking chair from Cracker Barrel. We invited a few friends and all... now someone needs to come and help us eat up all of the sweets left over!
Aidan came in earlier sobbing that "he took my cookie away!"
"Did he eat it baby?"
"Uh- huh...."
"Who ate it dear- hopefully not one of your brothers!"
"Jack ate my cookie!" the whole scene was pretty pathetic, obviously Jack snitched the cookie. It was funny- at least to the older sis, however it's not always fun having a dog eat the cookie you slaved over meant for PEOPLE. But I hope Jack gets a stomach ache over it.
My latest project has been making scottish socks. I'm not sure how it'll turn out but hopefully it won't look like a beginner just made a wraggly pair of ugly green tubes! HA! Since daddy is going to do a festival sometime in September I suppose, I wanted to see if handmade tubes- excuse me handmade scottish socks will sell. If they do I could make a good living off something like that- and I enjoy knitting anyways.
We set up a badmitten net a few days ago. And when I say we that means Gabby looked over all of the directions and put together a sorry looking net that the dog bit and made fall down. But it's usable and we've had fun playing. Mother, Caelin and I all played in the heat of the day while the sprinkler was on and took turns getting the shady side of the net, and every ten minutes jump through the sprinkler.
I found the rest of my shoes that were hidden away in a box. At least I packed my usual church shoes in a dresser, so I was prepared. The rest of the children has had to go to church in crocs! I've enjoyed that immensely!
Momma found Scattegories is a garage sale and hopefully we'll be playing that after I finish this paragraph. Off to play a board game- ttyl!
~Gabby
Friday, July 16, 2010
My Goodness!
My goodness! Has it been this long to write? I'm really terrible at this sorta thing, my poor journal too! ha! I'm really unfaithful, but I'll just put out the standard excuse: I've been sooo busy lately!There is so much to write about this time!
We moved to Texas... about almost sorta 3 weeks ago, and things have settled down and the house actually looks somewhat graceful. Our old friends used to live in this (anctient) house and we visited them here a couple times. I mean, it's already strange walking into a house that you'll be pasting memories in, but now we're going to paste memories over our friends memories. Do you know what's even stranger? This is the SECOND time to live in a house they lived in! We moved into a house that their parents owned right after Katrina... they told their parents about us and they let us move into the house until we got back onto our feet. Strangely, our friends lived in the same house and I really don't why except that they just lived there then they moved and we lived there. Quite a couincedence... or however you spell the word... Ya'll know what I'm trying to blabber right? I'd look up how to spell it but I'm on a timer... Maybe tomorrow. Ha! Like I'd get on the blog two days in a row!
But anways, it's been very hard to say goodbye where we lived for about ten months. Sometimes I thought it was heaven then other times... nevermind that! But we chopped trees down there and tried best we could to keep a fire burning in the winter, and our poor chickens! One of our last weeks in TN, we shot all of our many, many, male chickens. We would have eaten them but it wasn't worth the rubbery meat that they gave so... Caelin and Daddy got out their guns and... shot all of our chickens that woke me up at five o clock every morning so to speak!
But now we're here and maybe I WILL get to write tomorrow!
~Gabby
We moved to Texas... about almost sorta 3 weeks ago, and things have settled down and the house actually looks somewhat graceful. Our old friends used to live in this (anctient) house and we visited them here a couple times. I mean, it's already strange walking into a house that you'll be pasting memories in, but now we're going to paste memories over our friends memories. Do you know what's even stranger? This is the SECOND time to live in a house they lived in! We moved into a house that their parents owned right after Katrina... they told their parents about us and they let us move into the house until we got back onto our feet. Strangely, our friends lived in the same house and I really don't why except that they just lived there then they moved and we lived there. Quite a couincedence... or however you spell the word... Ya'll know what I'm trying to blabber right? I'd look up how to spell it but I'm on a timer... Maybe tomorrow. Ha! Like I'd get on the blog two days in a row!
But anways, it's been very hard to say goodbye where we lived for about ten months. Sometimes I thought it was heaven then other times... nevermind that! But we chopped trees down there and tried best we could to keep a fire burning in the winter, and our poor chickens! One of our last weeks in TN, we shot all of our many, many, male chickens. We would have eaten them but it wasn't worth the rubbery meat that they gave so... Caelin and Daddy got out their guns and... shot all of our chickens that woke me up at five o clock every morning so to speak!
But now we're here and maybe I WILL get to write tomorrow!
~Gabby
Friday, May 14, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
The Garden Life For Kids and Young Adults
This was just a random thought I've had and always wanted to write it down.
We are much like plants. When the seed (us kids) is given to the right person it will do well. The person, if concerned for the plants well being will plant it inside the home to take care of it, away from the cold garden. When the seed is strong and it's roots sturdy, it's let into the garden to finish it's growing. The owner still helps it along in life, sometimes the owner will put it in a rocky area (incidently), and of course, the rocks stunt it's growth. Quickly the person removes the obstacle completely, to secure the plant before it's ruined or influenced. The plant learns to enjoy a shower of water (only when needed, because too much of something good is bad) and accepts that weeds are a part of life. BUT if a plant gives way to the weed it becomes small or even dead! And it's harvest is either small or none.
We of course are the plant, the owner our parents. If our parents are concerned how we will grow, they start us IN THE HOME. Inside the home, we learn to allow our roots to be moved to different places, from harmful company (weeds) to less rocky soil. Of course we must make room for the roots of our brothers and sisters, and learn to be patient for our water (blessings) and thankful for them too! But like I said, too many good things can spoil us! Also put up with our share of rocks. Now knowing what to look out for, like bad influences, we are set into the garden to grow spiritially and help others. It's different now that we've matured and grown, it's not as easy as it looked, growing in the garden with so many temptations. But we know right from wrong perfectly well and whom to associate with. Our parents still point out mistakes and transplant us from areas that aren't safe. Parents don't always make the wisest choices, they sometimes let us what we want to do, which isn't for the best. If any time we make a mistake they completely remove the problem causing troubleso that we will be kept innocent and clean. We readily accept the blessings of water and are forced to accept weeds- those little things that can cause sooo much trouble. Sadly some people give way to weeds and becomes part of the world . People look at us and we have nothing to show for our life. No good plants of our own, or good works.
As you can see it is your responsibility to make sure your children teach their children to teach teir children etc. to be wise and stay away from the weeds and rocks of like, and to mold them BEFORE they grow too much and CAN'T be fixed.
Which plant are you?
~Gabby
We are much like plants. When the seed (us kids) is given to the right person it will do well. The person, if concerned for the plants well being will plant it inside the home to take care of it, away from the cold garden. When the seed is strong and it's roots sturdy, it's let into the garden to finish it's growing. The owner still helps it along in life, sometimes the owner will put it in a rocky area (incidently), and of course, the rocks stunt it's growth. Quickly the person removes the obstacle completely, to secure the plant before it's ruined or influenced. The plant learns to enjoy a shower of water (only when needed, because too much of something good is bad) and accepts that weeds are a part of life. BUT if a plant gives way to the weed it becomes small or even dead! And it's harvest is either small or none.
We of course are the plant, the owner our parents. If our parents are concerned how we will grow, they start us IN THE HOME. Inside the home, we learn to allow our roots to be moved to different places, from harmful company (weeds) to less rocky soil. Of course we must make room for the roots of our brothers and sisters, and learn to be patient for our water (blessings) and thankful for them too! But like I said, too many good things can spoil us! Also put up with our share of rocks. Now knowing what to look out for, like bad influences, we are set into the garden to grow spiritially and help others. It's different now that we've matured and grown, it's not as easy as it looked, growing in the garden with so many temptations. But we know right from wrong perfectly well and whom to associate with. Our parents still point out mistakes and transplant us from areas that aren't safe. Parents don't always make the wisest choices, they sometimes let us what we want to do, which isn't for the best. If any time we make a mistake they completely remove the problem causing troubleso that we will be kept innocent and clean. We readily accept the blessings of water and are forced to accept weeds- those little things that can cause sooo much trouble. Sadly some people give way to weeds and becomes part of the world . People look at us and we have nothing to show for our life. No good plants of our own, or good works.
As you can see it is your responsibility to make sure your children teach their children to teach teir children etc. to be wise and stay away from the weeds and rocks of like, and to mold them BEFORE they grow too much and CAN'T be fixed.
Which plant are you?
~Gabby
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