Saturday, August 7, 2010

If the Shoe fits...

There has been so much happening in our lives since I started this blog. I've been very sentimental, up to this point, but I thought I'd lighten it up a bit this time and finally give a little explanation on The Shoe photo. Obviously, each shoe represents a member of our family...

The Work Boot--my dear, hard-working husband. One of the things that I've always loved about him is his amazing work ethic. He's not afraid of manual labor, getting his hands dirty, or DIY projects. He's a wonderful provider for our family and a great dad to our five children.

The brown (Payless shoestore) ballet flat--me, Momma Shoe. I'm a stay-at-home mom that is busy keeping up with five young children and all the things that go with homemaking. Although my husband is definitely the head of our household, the responsibility of raising our children in faith is primarily mine. Like my shoe, I'm comfortable (with who I am, thanks to my faith in God), with a touch of fun. I almost chose a tennis shoe to represent me because some days can be tough... but I wouldn't trade these times with my young children for all the money (or fancy, matching home decor:) in the world.

The pink sport sandal--Hope, our 7 year old. You may have read a little about her in the previous post. She's our first born and like her shoe, so versatile. She's active, yet girly. Practical, yet cute. She's everything you could hope for in an oldest child.

The cleat--Hank, our 5 year old. He loves anything that involves a ball. His favorite sport is...whatever season it happens to be. He's all about ball, all of the time. He really loves all his siblings, even if wrestling and teasing is how he expresses it. He's got a great laugh, which we hear often when he's watching his favorite Tom and Jerry video. In a few weeks, I'll be putting him on the bus for the first time to head off to Kindergarten.

The sparkly, Dorothy shoe (with the scuffed toe)--Martha Jane, our 3 year old. We usually call her Mattie. I see theatre in her future. She's our dancing, singing, drama queen. She likes to wear dresses and dig in the dirt. She's all girl, super sassy, with a little bit of roughneck thrown in. She likes to keep things lively around our house. And she loves a good round of applause for her performances.

The green frog rubber boot--Silas, our 2 year old. He's our wacky, silly, anything for a laugh kid. His grandma got him those green boots for his 2nd birthday and they fit him to a T. He wore them constantly for months, no matter whether it was raining or not. Describing Silas...well, think Little Rascals. He's got the facial expressions of Spanky (bottom lip out and brows furrowed when he's angry...and eyebrows raise with eyes as big as silver dollars and mouth in the shape of an "O" when surprised) and tries to sing like Alfalfa. He's ornery, to the bone.

The little tennis shoe--Ezekiel, our 10 month old baby. He's a roly, poly, chunka chunka burning love. So cuddly. He's happy to just take in all the action of our household and roll with the punches (sometimes literally). His siblings love the stuffings out of him. He's going to be a tough little guy, with a happy heart.

Now you know a little bit more about who we are as individuals.
Put us all together and you get one crazy family:)
Crazy, yes.
Lovable, absolutely.

All praise, honor and glory to God... My Cup Runneth Over.

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