Mother Tucker

I didn’t mean for that last post to sound self righteous.  I have my many faults and do not live up to, even, my own standards most of the time . . . much less that of a faultless God. I am so very grateful for the grace God has chosen to show me in this life and lean completely and utterly on that . . . truth is something I’ve been convicted about gaining more of, through the Word, to balance out my daily walk with Jesus.

Nothing new to really update anyone on.  I do want to give honor to God for the place we call home right now.  A misunderstanding of a letter we received insinuated that we weren’t eligible to live here but it was ironed out quickly and we are no worse for wear.  God just keeps providing and keeps giving us favor where its obviously HIM.

And, again, finances just keep coming through! We are blessed with much more than money, but the finances are a necessity.

So, Justin tested for an officer position this past week; interview, written test, peer and teacher reviews . . . all 36 people left in the program did.  He should hear back next week.  Lieutenant or Captain (I believe) are one of the two he could be placed in . . . several people will be.  This is for the fire program and he will be over the first year students come Summer term.  Just the current update. So school is going good! He’s got a much more laid back term than last term . . . he’s home more frequently and he’s able to get to work study more often.

Samuel started going down the slide, at the playground, by himself.  For the past 3 months or so, he would climb the stairs just fine but then wait at the top for me to come set him on his rump and help him slide.  I kinda got busy talking to someone while they were playing and recognized he was at the top of the slide . . .  apparently I took too long; before I knew he was  squealing with delight as he came to the base of the slide. Tobias was on the slide next to him, so I’m sure he was watching and receiving coaching from his elder brother . . . but since then he has it figured out.  So very cute!! He’ll be 20 months May 12th and that means he nearing the 2 year mark! Crazy how life gets away from me . . .

Tobias, in the past couple of months has picked up singing. Mostly with his favorite movies and cd’s and sometimes to the radio with a random song. He mimics the sound and the words aren’t so clear but that does not keep the laughter at bay from mom and dad . . . or to keep us from joining him.  So far he’s been my hippety hopper (quite the moves that boy has!!) and now my crooner.  His dramatic nature just makes it so fun! I love it when he fake falls to the floor or dramatically fakes it as he runs into the wall and to the floor. I’m not sure where he picked that up but he’s obviously acting it out. And we really really have to keep an eye on what he watches cuz he mimics and acts out the stories and words with his toys, words and hands.

I have 15 pounds to go before I’m where I want to be physically.  Doesn’t seem like much but the last bit is so stubborn and motivation wanes with each passing pound. Thanks to Kacy I’ve revved it up with Billy Blanks’ Taebo videos.  I get so sore and keep saying “darn you, Billy Blanks, darn you,” whilst shaking my fist at the sky.  Justin keeps telling me that thats a really creepy thing to do and to knock it off.  hee hee. You know that just eggs me on. haa haa He’s not amused.

Well, geez . . . there’s an earful for ya . . . or eyeful, whatever.

We are in Harrisburg this fine weekend.  We are to be visiting and spending the night at some dear friends of ours, house.  An overnighter . . . thats a first in a long time, minus my parent’s house.  A bit nervous I am but so at ease when I remember how much we are loved and accepted by these cool people we call friends.

Welp . . . God bless!  I hope all of your weekends are fabulously full of family, friends and good times!!

mmm mmm . . . hotness! My hubby . . . don’t tell him I posted this, it would embarrass him.

We’re in the teens baby!  #19

I grew up with a musical family.  My sister played, still plays, the piano and sings beautifully . . . my brother plays the drums and has always been infatuated with music in general.  My other brother plays the guitar and sings nice.  Tiff also plays guitar.  I don’t . . . but I have certain respect and understanding of the musical soul and I love that you are so good at playing drums.  I admire that you followed your passion all the way to Britain, studied there, and still hold onto that passion when time and circumstances allow for playing at church.  You downplay how good you are but you’re the best in my line of vision . . . and thats all that matters to me. :)  I believe thats what brought you around my dad’s church when we met up and started dating . . . using Billy’s drum set to play around on. That aspect of you holds a special place in my heart and I hope you never give up on that talent and passion for playing, as well as worshiping God!

Future drum-player . . . he already walks around with anything that remotely makes noise and bangs on it in semi-rhythm  to whatever music is playing in the house. And, yes, I can read into anything I want . . . he’s my kid. :) 

Pic taken 2 weeks ago . . . look at those locks. :) 

So Tobias has beautiful hair . . . light brown, mostly wavy curls that are soft with touches of blond from summer play.  He’s got pretty hair. But it was getting a bit long.  I don’t have the heart to buzz it, its so pretty. But I did cut it today.  Pro cuts will have to come when we have moola to spend on a barber; for now I’m elected.  My husband has clippers, so it was relatively easy.

And its not too bad, considering I’ve never done his hair before . . . my mom cut it last time, but she’s got 30 years of cutting kid’s hair down pat.

Can’t see all the mistakes, curly hair is awesome. :)  And I thank God for clippers with length setting blades. Otherwise it might have been a catastrophe.   Though, I’m pretty confident to say, Tobias is NOT thankful for clippers . . . vibrating, loud, ticklish, ears are going to be severed from head screeching going on.  But he eventually relented to whimpering and crying, but sitting relatively still. I gave him chocolate milk since I had bribed him with such as the event took awhile.  He did good overall! :)  He’s so handsome!!

Today is a good day, God is so good in his grace and love for our lives. Our health is good, Justin is still just flying with school and firefighting . . . loving it, even through his exhaustion and frustration at times.  I thank God, HE just keeps taking care of us!

Oh, and I have found a new genre of music that I have fallen in love with.  My tastes range quite a bit . . . growing as I got older.  I love music without words, Cafe Del Mar, for example. Easy listening but still interesting and relaxing. I found Ash Dargan; native Australian from a tribe there, he plays the dindgiridoo . . . ok, thats spelled wrong, but spell check won’t give me the correct spelling so, what am I to do.  So, I’m not much into the spiritual aspect, obviously, of the music, but I do loooove the sound!!  He mixes the tribal sound with contemporary music and it is nice to the ears!! . . . and soul. There are other world beat/Aussie music out there and I like some of that too . . . but he was the most consistently good that I found.  Weirdness will make me run away, but his has a nice balance between the two worlds. Ok, I wasn’t going to critique his music, just thought I’d mention it . . . since you’re probably listening to him on my sonific songspot thing to your right if you’re reading this. Calming is the best word to describe it, to me. :)  And after drinking 8 cups of joe, you need something to calm the jitters . . . ah, the coffee side effects . . . learn when to say ‘no’.

Ok, I’m off to be productive. Anybody know of a good devotional for general bible reading . . . I’d appreciate a heads up . . . I’m about to wear out ‘My Utmost For His Highest’.

God Bless!!