Samuel is a hungry learner. His favorite shows are Caillou and Electric Company. At night while I lay on the bed with him winding down, he wants to throw electric word-balls at the wall. We read books and he picks out the words he can read and says them. He says, “Can you spell that word?” He is daily learning bigger words and the more expanded context of sharing with me what happened this morning and what will happen tomorrow. I’m continually amazed.
This week Karen bought some honeydew melon for us to eat. It was very sweet and yummy. She asked him if he wanted some more honeydew melon. He said, “Yes, I would like some more cock-a-doo”! 
Posted in Arrow in the Hand.
By Ashley
– June 4, 2009
Posted in Family.
By Ashley
– April 4, 2009
Hi Everyone,
I am typing for Ashley. We’ve been experiencing technical difficulties due to all of Ashley’s tinkering with the website (he admits this). We’ve had to amputate a leg, and we’ll be modifying/upgrading over the next month. We’ve have lots in store that we want to share, so keep checking in. For those of you who received email updates no longer will for the short term. We will inform you by email if that feature becomes available again.
Posted in Website Stuff.
By Ashley
– March 30, 2009
Can you guess which words I’m thinking of? No, it’s not I LOVE YOU. These 3 words come from my kids, namely, Samuel.
Mommy, I’m hungry.
I don’t know what it is about those words, but inwardly I am compelled to give him (and often Alabaster is included just because she wants to eat) something. It is as if something in me leaps to respond to this. I can be busy doing 5 different things at once, but when he says this, I am usually quick to respond. The simple request offered in faith/hope that mommy will give him something good (and hopefully tasty) to eat…
I can only imagine what this is like for God, our heavenly Father. I see through my own experience with Samuel that God doesn’t require us to have everything in our lives perfect before he will answer when we ask in faith or make us jump through religious hoops so that we will be healed. He won’t give me a stone when I ask for bread. If I can respond in this way to my son when he asks, how much more does God do that?
Posted in Uncategorized.
By Ashley
– March 29, 2009
