Thursday, April 28, 2011

Put On Your Easter (Rain) Bonnet

So I was pretty excited that Easter was "late" this year...I think it's the latest in April its been in a long, long time.  I thought the weather would be warm, and I love new spring clothes for Easter...reminds me of going to pick out fabric and a pattern when my sister and I were young so my Mom could make our Easter dresses.  But alas, Mother Nature did not seem to care about wearing a new Easter dress, as she seemed to feel just fine in her dirty, muddy, week old rain slicker.  It rained for what seemed like an eternity this last week.  On Good Friday it rained (which is okay, it reminds me what a sad day it was).  Saturday it rained some more.  OK, now I'm feeling dreary.  Sunday morning, it poured.  Any thoughts of a pretty dress were blown away along with any hair-do you had tried to construct that morning.  Maybe this was God's little way of telling me it's not about new clothes.  Doesn't he know that new clothes remind me of new life?? OK, I know, that may be stretching it a bit.  


Anyway, we made the best of it and still had a nice weekend.  We dyed eggs on Friday, which I love to do.  Even if my kids outgrow it one day, I will still dye eggs, because they just make me happy.


Eggs Before
Aren't they pretty?
On Sunday morning we went to church and then to Shannon's house for brunch with Mom and Dad and Joe's parents.  Brunch was de-lish, and during a break in the rain the girls made a valiant effort at putting on an egg hunt for John and Bruce.  The kids moved on to other things like lacrosse and opening some Easter goodies from Meme.  Then we all went home and took naps (heaven on a rainy Sunday afternoon).


Hunting eggs
Joe and the family visit after brunch
It's stopped raining for a minute - let's go play!
Easter treats - Bath & Body Works and batting gloves
That evening we went over to Dick's for a yummy fried chicken dinner with the best macaroni and cheese ever (I need to get MT's recipe!).  Lots more rain meant lots of relaxing on the couch and porch, which suited us all just fine.  


Movie watching...
and porch sitting

We didn't get a chance to see Nana on Easter (she was recovering from a nasty virus), but other than that, I can't think of what more we could have asked for.  A bit more sun?  Sure.  But even without the sun, time with family shines bright.

Friday, April 22, 2011

The Giver Interview

As part of an assignment for her Literature class, Sarah had to conduct an interview with someone over 50 years old.  She chose her grandfather (my dad) to be her "giver" of details about his life.  Sarah is blessed to have four living grandparents, and an extra cool thing is that they all live here in Louisville so she gets to see them on a regular basis.  I'm posting this interview she did with my dad because I love what she wrote about him.  My mom and dad used to watch Sarah once a week from when she was a baby until she was three years old, and below is one of my favorite pictures of them together, filling up the bird feeders at my parent's house.  



The Giver Interview
Louis Jordan Antle
Sarah Young 2/3. Language Arts & Literature

           
            The person who acted as my “Giver” for this assignment was my grandfather Louis Jordan Antle. Louis was born in Jamestown, KY in the year of 1943. He lived in Jamestown with his father Thruston, his mother Dorthy, and his two sisters Gloria - Jean and Nancy. Louis grew up to be a very successful FBI agent with a wonderful wife, Meda Antle, and his two daughters Jill and Shannon. Louis opened up to me about the memories he had as a child. I have picked out a few of my personal favorites to share with you.

One of my favorite memories of Louis’ was the way children in his school were disciplined. Louis told me his story like this: When you did something wrong you knew you had done it. The teacher would give you a glare and ask you to step outside. Now when this happened you would leave your classroom and wait outside its door. “Now what really scared you was you knew what was coming, and it wasn’t going to be pretty,” Louis told me. There were some huge glass windows at the very end of the hallway. The principal would start at that end of the hall. All you could see was the figure of him tapping a yardstick in his hand coming toward you. He would throw the yardstick toward you and you would have to go pick it up and bring it back to him. When he finally got to your classroom, you had to bend over and he would give you a smack on the butt! Louis told me he really didn’t enjoy being disciplined in school and once he was in this position his worst nightmare was being in it again!

            Another one of Louis’ memories was the games he and his friends played at school. Louis says they played all sorts of stuff. It varied from basketball to baseball to a whole lot of foot races. But my absolute favorite was Mumbly - Peg. Mumbly Peg is a game they had to play with their pocket knives. (That’s a way you can tell how things have changed between generations! We would be suspended for even having a  pocket knife around!!! J) There would be two people (normally guys) standing across from each other with their feet shoulder width apart. One would throw their pocket knife to make it “stick” as far away from the opponents foot as possible. The other player must move their foot to the knife and repeat the process. Whoever loses balance first, loses the game. Louis and his friends must have been very skilled at knife throwing!

            My last thing Louis told me was if he could go back and redo his life all over again he would most likely change his job. Louis is a very skilled “handyman,” and can fix just about anything anyone needs him to. He finds real joy in helping other people and would love to change his job to being a doctor. Louis told me how he feels God made his calling in life to be able to help other people. Louis still has found a way to do this by helping other people with what they need to be fixed. But if he could do it over again he would most definitely be a doctor.

            Louis is a WONDERFUL grandfather. He always is there for me when I need him and somehow always seems to show up at every game or meet I have. He is a strong believer in Christ and I love him very much. Louis gave me a lot of cool memories he had as a child and I was very happy and proud to share them with you. 

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Blossoming the Cross

Yesterday was the annual blossoming of the cross at Christian Academy.  This is such a sweet time for the kids as they adorn the empty cross with bright flowers.  This event paints such a lovely picture of what God does with our lives...the cross starts out empty, barren and covered in grey, cold wire, and one by one, the children place flowers in the wire until all you see is a beautiful symbol of our faith.  My heart is often empty, cold and grey, but day by day, just like bloom by bloom, God fills in the holes to make my life beautiful.  


John in front of the blossomed cross
John and his sweet second cousin, Emory
Emory, such a cute kindergartener!


Saturday, April 16, 2011

Play Ball! (Or, at least get ready to)

The St. Matthews Little League must really not like to reschedule their opening day parade, because the event went on this morning despite a rainy, fifty degree forecast.  This is John's 4th year of the parade, and he looks so forward to riding down Shelbyville Road with his team and seeing all the friends and family that line up to see them.  I was a little grumbly about going out in the weather, but even if it's raining, those little ones don't seem to mind.  Here was my Red Sox before the parade, nice and dry...




...and here he was during the parade, in his rain poncho and catcher's mask! 




We saw friends and family...


Cousin Bruce and his Cubs teammates
John's buddies, Robbie and Harrison (and the rest of the Twins)
...and even Ronald McDonald didn't let the rain keep him away.




Now that the opening day parade is behind us, it's time to play ball.  Now, if the rain would just stop so we could get a few games in!  

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Hello Teenager!

With the rush of getting out of town for spring break, we didn't get to celebrate the momentous occasion of Sarah's 13th birthday until after we arrived home last weekend.  She actually turned 13 on April 2nd, which was the day we left for Utah, and since we had to leave the house for the airport at 5:15 in the morning (so much for sleeping in on your birthday!), we opened gifts and went out to dinner to PF Chang's (her fav) on Friday night.  Because she is now an official teenager, we gifted her with all the essentials every teenage girl needs...


A cool, turquoise flat iron (matches her room!)
A basket of goodies from Bath & Body Works (what her room always smells like!)
A beautiful promise ring from her Dad, because he's the only guy she needs at 13!
...and she couldn't ask for a better one!
We also gave her a new piece of luggage (she can't possibly be expected to share with John, now that she's a teenager!), and a gift card to Sephora (she loves to play in the makeup!).  Oh, and of course, the Great Wall of Chocolate at PF Chang's.

Yum!
The Sunday after spring break we had all our family over to celebrate with dinner and cake (or I should say, cupcakes).  I put pictures from all of her birthdays into the cupcakes (strawberry, her favorite).  She didn't like this very much, because like all women she doesn't want to be reminded of hairstyles from the past, but I loved remembering all her cakes and parties.  I can't believe it's been 13 years since she made me a mother.  It has been a continuous ride of emotions, the highest of highs, and the lowest of lows, but I have never loved my life more.  When I become stressed or frustrated with being a mother, I stop and remind myself it is my honor, privilege, and absolute undeserved blessing to raise these children.  I am looking forward to the teenage years...(did I really just say that?).

The cupcakes "through the years"
It was the year of gift cards (teenagers love to shop!)
A special April angel from Papa
We love you Sarah and wish you the happiest of days!  

Friday, April 8, 2011

A Snowy Spring Break

We just returned from Park City, Utah, where we enjoyed yet another cold and snowy spring break.  This was our fifth spring break of skiing, and people always look at us like we're crazy when we pack up after a long winter and head out west for more cold weather.  Our kiddos are like their dad and love to ski, which means I've had to learn to love it too, and we can usually find some other insane folks to join us.  This year we enjoyed the company of our good friends, the "Weis Boys", and while the beach may sound like the best place for some people, this group had a ball in the snow.  Here's a look at some of the good times that were had...

There was a 13th birthday...

Happy birthday dear Sarah, happy birthday to you!
... some snowy days 

Laura and I met the boys for lunch one day when I didn't ski

Laura and Mark
.... great ski conditions

All the kids race down the mountain
... some chilly chair lift rides

Getting the kids safely on the lift wasn't as hard as you would think!
... snowy afternoons in the pool and hottub (the reward for all that work on the mountain!)

Partying it up in the pool

Whoo-hoo!  The sun's out!

The dads all chill after keeping up with the kids all day

... complete and total exhaustion

I walked into the bedroom one night to find John passed out!

... tricks at the terrain park

John tricks it out on a table top

... a big fun group of friends

The Youngs, Weises and part of the Buckley family
... a fun sleigh ride up the mountain


... pulled by some spectacular horses


... to enjoy a cozy dinner in a warm cabin


It was hard to leave today...a foot of snow had fallen overnight, and several more feet were on the way.  But spring has sprung, and it was time for these snowbirds to fly south.  Another fantastic spring break is in the history books!