nesting

I'm on a bird kick. I don't know why, it could be hormonal--the whole idea of being a mother bird and feathering my nest, but whatever it is, I have been attracted to the little birdies. I never realized before that they came and ate my rosehips and berries from the garden. Part of me wondered what happened to all my little red things that I had so carefully planted with the idea of "winter interest" in mind. I was a little annoyed at thier disappearance over the winter. Well, now I know where they're going and it makes me happier to find that they are filling the tummies of little birds. (It would have been obvious if I had taken the time to think about it, but maybe that's one benefit of growing my own little birds and having to quiet myself to do it.)





I haven't had time to finish the girls' nursery, but somehow it will get done, I'm sure. But again, with the birds in mind, here is the start...




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Our Christmas tree (which isn't done either, but that's okay) this year is bird friendly. When Christmas is over, it will feed the birds...

Speaking of birds, we are not saints when it comes to family scripture study. It’s something that I keep feeling guilty about, because it’s not happening as often as it should. (Raised as a good Mormon girl, remember?) But yesterday I decided to try again. When we do read scriptures as a family, I tend to ask the kids questions to make sure they are following (it’s like another language sometimes). Where we were reading, the people were getting ready for a long journey across the ocean. They set snares for the fowls of the air and brought all kinds of stuff with them (even swarms of bees!). I asked, “What are ‘fowls of the air’?” and my 9 year old said, “umm…bad smells?” All I could do was laugh and Jake said, “well, if that’s what they are, then I doubt they’d want to set snares for them and take them with them on their journey.”

Here I thought it would be hard, but I’ve been laughing all day about all our jokes regarding “fouls” of the air that came from reading together. That'll teach me:)

I've been having a hard time keeping up with everyone, but know that I'm thinking of you and grateful that you're in my life! Happy nesting to you. xx