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Moving this blog

Well, that lasted a long time, didn’t it?

Actually, I’m keeping on blogging.  It turns out I like it.

But, this weekend, I was asked for book recommendations by two different people, and thought, “I really should put an amazon favorites list on my sidebar”.  When I tried, I found out that wordpress, while it’s otherwise really nice, goes out of it’s way to prohibit anything that looks like it might make money on your blog — like an amazon favorites list (through which, if you’re an affiliate, which I am, you can make a whopping 4% of sales.  Since all my favorites books are in the $2 range, let’s see, I’m looking at 8 cents or so).

Anyway, I decided that eventually I want such things available to me.  Maybe blogging can pay for our internet connection if I generate traffic or something….

So, I moved.  Better now, when not many read here, than later if I actually get good at this. And when the moving is easier!

I’ve manually moved all the posts, since wordpress and blogger don’t allow import/exports between each other.  I’ve also manually moved pretty much all the comments, since they’re precious to me.

So, come visit.  Leave a comment letting me know you made the move 🙂

Thanks Kendra for the timely reminder today.  I’ve been reminded so many times recently that the toys need another going through.  I just purged our toys at the end of July — getting rid of a full half of them.  But the room still looks like this:

The Toy Room

The Toy Room

Clearly, too much.

I’ve been toying with the idea lately of living for a time without toys (or with very few toys).  In reality, my kids don’t play with toys all that much.  They play outside, do art stuff, read books, etc.  But the toys are played with maybe an hour a day (and most of that is dress-up stuff).

About a month ago, my sister-in-law decided to try a week without toys.  She boxed up every toy she could find, and put them under the stairs for a whole week.  In the end, each of her five kids (at least the ones old enough to talk) admitted that they didn’t really miss the toys.  Instead they played outside more, spend less time picking up and had less to fight over.  She ended up giving about half of the toys back to them, but since then, we’ve both been really thinking that less is better.  I don’t think I’m ready to box up all the toys just yet — we just built those shelves.  But I’m definately giving these things more thought.

What’s your experience?  How do you deal with hyper-toy-itis, and how do you kids respond to the purging?  I’m so impressed with Kendra’s kids letting her get rid of stuffed animals!  Our kids would mourn those for days.

1 John purpose statements

So I know this isn’t probably the coolest ever blogging topic.  But I’m in a Bible study that’s studying First John right now.  And since this blog is really more of a journal, and intended to be rather eclectic in nature, and since it’s what I’ve been thinking about, I decided to post about it.

First John is one of those books that just doesn’t flow for me.  I’m happy to study it because I always get so lost reading it.  So one of the first things we did was to notice purpose statements.  Why does John say that he wrote this book?  Here’s my results:

Reference Text
1:4 to make our joy complete
2:1 so that you may not sin
2:12 because your sins have been forgiven you for His name’s sake
2:13 because you know Him who has been from the beginning
because you have overcome the evil one
because you know the Father
2:14 because you know Him who has been from the beginning
because you are strong and the word of God abides in you and you have overcome the evil one.
2:21 because you do know it [the truth]
5:13 so that you may know that you have eternal life (you who believe in the name of the son of God)

Did I miss any?

Isn’t that a huge amount of encouragement?!? It surprised me to look through this list and realize that this book was meant to be uplifting and encouraging to believers. I want to keep that context in mind as I work through the book in a little finer grain. This book is clearly for believers, and clearly intended to build them up.

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"Day Off" by Suzan Milburn

Several months ago, we started attending a new church that is an hour from our home. Now, I realize that an hour isn’t a long ways when you live in a larger city.  But we live in the heart of the country where a mid-sized town is considered a big city.  And around here, driving twenty minutes to church when there’s a perfectly good church five minutes away is ludicrous.

But we found a church where we love the teaching, love the format, and that we love being a part of.  And it’s an hour away.  So every Sunday morning, we rise, pack into the car and drive an hour with four small children.  Because we’re already nearby (Chet’s parents live about 1.3 hours away), we go to visit them after church, and generally end up spending the entire day away from home.

This means that some special planning has to happen on Saturday.  Namely, I prepare an in-the-car breakfast (muffins), and an in-the-car lunch snack (crackers and cheese) on Saturday.  Then I also look through our food and find something to take to Grandma and Papa’s for supper.  I also pack changes of clothes, anything we need for church, stuff to take naps, etc.

How is this simple?  It’s not.  But Sunday is.  Having done all of my normal work on Saturday, Sunday has become, quite literally, a day off.  The cooking is done, the dishes are done, and we won’t be home to mess anything up.  We spend the morning at church, then the kids nap for a bit during the afternoon, and run around playing with their uncles, aunts and cousins all afternoon — we don’t even have to train or entertain them on Sunday.  After supper Sunday evening, we pack up and they sleep the whole way home.  Everything about it is a complete day off.

I’ve always read the benefits of taking a “sabbath”.  And even though my day of rest isn’t on Saturday, I enjoy it immensely.  Every week, I think to myself. “Wow, this is SOOO worth the trouble of planning on Saturday!”  Then I can start the week again on Monday renewed and refreshed in both spirit and body!

I’m often asked “how do you do it?” by people when they first find out that we live on a little over half of what our state considers ‘poverty’ for a family of six. It’s really an outrageous number, in my opinion, but that’s another topic. My general answer to that question is “We don’t have a TV, so our wants are easier to manage.” This certifies me as completely insane, and whoever asked usually walks away at that point.

Living frugally falls into three essentials for me.

  • Finding ways to meet our needs cheaply
  • Knowing the difference between needs and wants, and
  • Managing our wants.

Not having a TV goes a long way toward want management. I’m not so much talking about the shows (thought they’re included, for sure), but about the ads. Industries spend billions of dollars trying to figure out the most effective way to get me to buy their stuff. If I think their dollars on advertising don’t effect my spending, I’m pretty cocky. Instead of continuously battling my own desire for newer, better things that ads incur, it’s easier for me to be careful what media I consume. (Even sale ads in newspapers are difficult: “Look, clothes are on clearance at Kohls” immediately makes me think “Wow, I can’t afford to miss such an unbeatable sale! I’m sure I’ll need a couple of new shirts really soon.”)

So now, it boils down to this: if I’m careful about the media I allow in our house, not just me, but our whole family has fewer wants. This in turn makes living more simply and frugally much easier. We don’t feel like we’re denying ourselves all these pleasures, because we aren’t. We simply don’t want them.

The hardest part of dating, for us anyway, is finding a babysitter.  With four kids, our family is a bit to daunting for the average teenager, and none of them are old enough for us to hire to watch their siblings.  Here’s some things we’ve tried, with varying success.  But perhaps they’ll help you out:

  • Hire sisters.  If one can’t manage all the kids, perhaps two can.
  • Look for large families — their older children can usually handle a brood.
  • Look to relatives.  We have hired aunts and uncles with good success.
  • Trade other families.  This works best with similar sized families — watch their kids for their date in trade for them watching your kids for your date.
  • Date at unconventional times.  My favorite time to date is on a weekday morning.  So many more things (like museums) are open, and we’ve found that a stay-at-home mom doesn’t mind watching our kids for a little while in exchange for us watching her kids during a “normal” date time.
  • Date after the kids go to bed.  If one babysitter can’t handle all the kids, have them come over just after bedtime — then they just have to handle “sleeping” kids.  It’s much less stress, and we find that coffee shops stay open pretty late, allowing us to still escape.
  • Find a Grandma.  For a while, an older couple in our church was eager to watch the kids.  The kids played well at their house, and instead of payment, we bought them small gifts (usually potted plants or ice cream).
  • Tap unmarried friends.  Some of my unmarried friends get lonely for family life, and really welcome the idea of a free, home-cooked meal in exchange for playing with the kids for a couple of hours afterwards.
  • Set up a POKI night.  Parent’s Out, Kids In.  A group of four couples at our church did this once a month for a while.  We all went together to make a nice dinner for a few college students, who then watched our kids in the church nursery for 1.5-2 hours while each couple took their own date.
  • Contract a sitter.  Instead of looking for a sitter every week, I prefer to find someone willing to come once a week for 3 months.  Then we only have to go through the stress of finding someone a few times a year.
  • Rotate sitters.  If no one is interested in actually watching your clan every week for three months, perhaps you can find several families (or individuals) who will watch them once every 8-10 weeks, then rotate sitters.

We always pay our babysitters, either with a gift, a babysitting trade or with money.  We don’t pay a lot (because we can’t afford a lot), but we feel that it’s important to pay them as a reminder to ourselves that our marriage is worth investing in.  Your marriage is too.

Oh, and if all these fail and you’re still without a babysitter, take an at-home date (think dessert by candlelight after the kids are in bed….)

Habit training and rewards

Charlotte Mason talks a lot about “habit training” of young children. She seems to advocate training into “habits” all sorts of behavior – from controlling a bad tember to closing the front door when going out to play. A new and desirable behavior is only difficult at first, she says. Once it becomes habit, it still requires effort, but is remarkably easier. She recommends to all parents to teach their children several desirable habits – from a sweet temper to a tidy room – slowly, but deliberately, and to stave off bad habits by replacing them with good ones.

Good habits, Bad habits

The more I think on this, the more sense it makes to me. We are, indeed, creatures of habit. But how do we, as adults, train our own habits? We can remind ourselves continuously, re-convincing ourself to follow the new “rule” at each moment, and that works sometimes. Just look at how many people have great success with the flylady program. For me, though, I generally need something more concrete (probably because I can’t convince myself to read as many emails as the Flylady sends in a day!).

Something that has worked for me in the past is to pay myself. When I started using cloth diapers, all I could see was what a pain it was. I didn’t like washing them out, I didn’t like pinning them (I use the old-fashioned type), I didn’t like the smell… It was really difficult to use them. “This saves us lots of money” didn’t really cut it. Finally, I sat down and figured how much money it really was saving. At the time, each disposable diaper cost us about 18 cents. So I figured that I saved 15 cents for each cloth I used.

I started a piggy bank, and deposited a dime in it each time I changed a diaper. At the time, we were pretty strapped for cash, and a dime felt like a reasonable reward – plus I still saved money over the cost of a plastic diaper. I earned nearly a dollar a day this way, and when I had reached $18 or so in the piggy bank, I rewarded myself with bought a length of fabric that I’d fallen in love with and figured I could never afford. I still love the fabric, and I still use cloth diapers now five years later.

Next, I tried it with hanging up laundry to dry rather than use the dryer. It saves us 50 cents when I do this, so I paid myself a quarter for each load. That turned into my garage sale cash, and bought, well, more things than it should have!

After a habit is established, I quit paying myself to do it. When I falter, I remind myself of the things I still like about it: the smell of nature-dryed laundery, the peaceful quiet of hanging it out in the yard, the opportunity to lock myself in the bathroom alone for a few minutes to wash out a diaper…

That’s been a few years ago now, and I’m thinking that it’s time to start paying myself to develop new habits again. Back then, it was money management habits. Now I need time management habits: getting up on time, starting the day with a walk or at least stretching, going to bed at a reasonable hour, maybe washing the dishes a better way…. I think I’ll pick one and pay myself a quarter. When I have enough added up, I’ll get a new haircut!

What new habits are you working on? How do you reward yourself?

Raspberries are Ripe!

Look! Our raspberries are ripe!  Here we come Raspberry jam, raspberry sauce, raspberry smoothies!!!

Any suggestions or recipes for raspberries? Leave a comment!

Look what God sent us this weekend!

A free keyboard!

A free keyboard!

Isn’t that cool?!  My brother-in-law found it in the trash last night on his way home.  They stopped and talked to the man at the house, who said he was throwing it out because there was a couple of dead keys that would cost $150 each to repair.  So we brought it home, took it all apart, and gave it a good cleaning.  Good as new! The kids totally love playing it, and as long as they leave the volume button down, I love them playing it too.

This actually makes two pianos for us.  The other one is in the basement apartment where the brothers-in-law live, and out of respect for them, I won’t publish the picture of the mess…

In reality, we probably won’t keep it, our church, it turns out, has been considering buying such a keyboard to use in worship. I think this would be a great addition to the worship team, so we’ll likely donate it.  The timing on this is just too good to think that it’s coincidence and actually meant for us, not church, don’t you think?

But, in gratefulness, I’m passing on the giving.  Here’s a monster hoodie for you.

Monster Hoodie

Monster Hoodie

The monster

The monster

They normally look something like this

They normally look something like this

I’ve been making these for birthdays for a year or so, various kinds.  This is my first trial at a painted one, and they went over pretty well at last weeks birthday.  This one is purple with a green dragon wrapping around under the left arm.  I’m hoping someday to start selling these on etsy, but haven’t gotten there yet. Do you think they would sell?  (For, say $15-$20?) It’s a “youth XL” size, and would probably fit someone who wears an ladies small or is just a bit smaller.  (It’s definitely too small for me!)

We were exposed to the flu last weekend, so here’s the deal.  Leave a comment on this post telling me your best (preferably natural and/or cheap) tip for keeping kids (or yourself) healthy in the cold/flu season.  I’ll close comments Friday evening (2008-09-12), and randomly select a winner of the painted Monster Hoodie.

My favorite tip on keeping life simple is to play outside. The more time we spend outside, the less time we’re strewing toys all over the house, therefore the less time I have to dedicate to cleaning and straightening. In the warm weather (which is vanishing rapidly), the kids can easily spend at least six hours a day playing outside. I encourage this by making sure they have plenty to play with, permission to “explore”, tools for making and building “stuff”, and by playing with them when I can.

Matthias rides bike in the driveway.

Matthias rides bike in the driveway.

Our sandbox is a favorite outside play place

Matthias climbs up the slide

Matthias climbs up the slide

Lisel builds a sand castle

Lisel builds a sand castle