Tuesday, March 31, 2015
Sunday, March 29, 2015
I am happy to report that basketball season has ended. It ended in an exciting fashion, with Paul's team winning the championship! I actually love basketball, but it is nice to have some time to breathe (although I'm not quite sure how we will substitute all the "date nights" Hubby and I have had on basketball sidelines). We have completed the games, parent-child games, and after-season celebrations. Whew!
Patrick's final game was a weekend tournament at the coast. It was SO much fun to have some family time together. We stayed in a rental house that smelled a bit like mold mixed with pee. Uh-huh. Not a great start. But we aired it out and it was better. It didn't have cable or internet, so at first the kids sat in stunned, the-world-is-ending, silence.
But soon they began to play football, and when it got dark they invented this hysterical game of moving-target-basketball. I couldn't get a good picture, but they laughed so much their stomachs hurt the next day!
And of course there was the beach. LOVE the beach and it was unusually calm and sunny. Good times!
Saturday, March 28, 2015
I have this fascination with the tiny house movement. I've watched the tiny house videos and read lots of tiny house books. Which is really ironic, because I do not live in a tiny house. I live in a large house, with a large amount of children, and a large amount of noise, and a large amount of junk.
I guess it must be my alter-ego that desires to live in a home that is tiny, neat, simple, and organized. And it must tie into my desire to live with less. Which I have blogged about again and again.
While I don't think I will ever be able to truly live in a tiny house, perhaps Vu will?
He and Patrick share a room. They are kinda like the Odd Couple. Does anyone remember that sitcom? Or am I truly showing my advanced age? Vu likes to go to bed early and arise at dawn. Patrick likes to read long chapters at bedtime (with what Vu calls, "that obnoxious light for half the night!"), and sleep until the last possible moment.
They do have one thing in common, they are both messy. But when cleaning their room, they would argue about who picked up what. They begged to have their own rooms.
Which isn't possible. Because even though we do not have a tiny house, we do not have a house with an individual bedroom for each child. NOR do I think that is necessary. In fact, I think it is GOOD for kids to share a bedroom. Their college roommate and future spouse will thank me for that!
But, Vu did have a lightbulb moment one day and he decided to make their bedroom loft into his own little house.
I love this little loft--the builder clearly had creative and fun ideas on using space.
Yes, I think Vu will be my guy to live in a tiny house. He loves the small space as it makes him feel cozy. It took him YEARS to be free of nightmares and fears of robbers; years to be able to sleep through the night. He has everything he needs in his little house--a bed-of-blankets, fan, water bottle, books, Nintendo DS, and homework supplies.
What more does a guy need?
Thursday, March 26, 2015
We had such a great time in San Francisco! Thank you for your prayers for safe travel! I am also happy to report that Paul got the job he was interviewing for, and Kim is feeling a bit better! Please continue to pray for her to be completely healed.
Our favorite part of the trip was time with family! The cousins played and played! We enjoyed going to my nephew's lacrosse games and getting a sewing lesson from my sister. Other fun times included the Jelly Belly factory, Muirwoods, and the Golden Gate Bridge.
Notice you do not see my boys. They were in "tourist lockdown" and MIA.
This means they refused to get out of the car for a picture.
Another day was spent taking the train downtown. We went to Fisherman's Warf and on a long city hike to find a store Lan Lan wanted to experience. Lots of piggyback rides (and a stop at Starbuck's) kept the troops going. And yes, there were some complaints!
We ate at a great Vietnamese restaurant. Vu was in heaven! And we made a world record of eating at In 'N Out THREE times!
And then we drove the 650 miles home! Ugh! But worth it! A memorable trip and one that included many moments of pure joy! Praising God!