Tackle It Tuesday Ha...Ha!

Christmas 12:30 a.m. of eve to morning found us at
Communion together, quiet and embraced.
We spoke as three Our God ,my Husband and me.
We made amends, spoke as friends those treasured hopes that do not end of all we want to be and who we desire to become. We see the mark we miss so easily and share the grateful hearts of the one who met the mark for us.
We thank him for that and take to Him all those desires of what we long to be. We tell Him of all the needs and desires and as for His will and provision in our coming year.
We speak specifically. Reverence and refreshed in Him and in each other we retired to bed

The heart of this Wife and Mother to bring Christmas Joy to her family and friends.

At Morning not yet bright with the dawn the joy of children rings us a wake!
We held them at bay until we could dress and get a drink of water.
We stilled the madness and slowed the tide today.
We had one gift before they ate and reined them in.
I served them croissants and fruit preserves and juice.
Then I served the dogs a large knuckle bone for Christmas. It kept them busy all day.

Once Little Dove received her hand held game she was gone into it.
So we slowed the pace and just let them play with that one thing for a while. I got the roast in the oven and prepared the fruited roasted vegetables.

When things were in oven we resumed the gift exchange.
Daddy Man has on the knitted scarf that Dove and her Grandmother had knitted together.

Dash gave his Daddy a rein deer ornament he mad for him in school.

By far the sweetest gift I received this year was this wonderfully rendered gift wrap that contained the most endearing "hand written" book by Dove. It was so amazing! It told of her favorite things. It spoke of her hearts desires for me and her daddy to have the gift of two weeks in the mountains. She spoke of her favorite memory with me and why.

I was so deeply touched and set to tenderness so fragile I felt a float.

Monkey loves having Dash :0 and he gave me a hug for making him.
Dash gave me some "google eyes" for crafts and some beautiful beads(they are in the box beside me), Three buttons and a wonderful (two tea bag) mug.

The Iron
This is the story of the Iron. I have no recall of this...(Every day is new with a brain injury) My sweet beloved had gone to the Sewing Guild store where he procured an iron That I had apparently told him about some time ago. A wonderful iron that he held in his mind to acquire for me. I do not remember this nor ever seeing what he described.
However, recently after some problems with my iron and he fixing it...I had spoke with my MILove about my iron and it being repaired by beloved. She had told me about an iron that is good for seamstresses. I use my iron in my clothing manufacturing for the family so it is a tool that is used heavily. I showed him what she had told me of some time ago on our date. Well he had already purchased the other one. Now he had to return it after all the efforts of traveling to get the first one I know nothing about.
My sweet beloved told me about this all late today. I am so touched that he went to such great lengths. I felt strange not to have any recall but will just let go of the fears of that challenge. He told me how I laid awake and told him all about the other iron and all of its attribute. Sure that I would yet prefer the other (even though he did return it) he kept the receipt to this one. I will have him take this back to get the original. It is yet a mystery to me. He tells me how much better a tool it is for me. I have a wrist that is tender it will serve my wrist much better. I trust him knowledge of a better tool. Having told him of it after a sewing guild meeting I am sure it must be a wonderful iron.
Yet another mystery! :)

My heart had desired another wind chime for my humming bird chime got destroyed on the back porch. I had even spoken to Papa of it. Low it came through my SILove...if she only knew she had heard my heart. Thank you I love it!

About this time in the morning I had a bad allergic reaction to some packaging (we think). I spent the rest of the day grateful for the many tissue boxes around the house for I was battling the reaction every few moments for hours with no relief. My face began to swell again. We used the albuteral and we were a little concerned of an ER visit but kept it to our selfs. Beloved and I prayed and I just tried not to get too frustrated! My nose was running like a faucet! Nothing was working. It was my sweet opportunity to overcome. For everything was so wonderful in my day it just served to keep me humble. :) sorta like the flaw bead in an Indian design.

After a while the Grandparents (Beloveds folks) and his Brother came and had a lovely visit and a feast of a meal together.

We all gathered around the computer in Beloved office to see the "Google Earth" where the WWII bases in India where FILove had served had been discovered after great efforts. We saw your place too Amritra.
We showed the folks the orphanages in Russia that we have now discovered and bookmarked on Google earth as well it is so fascinating to see the other side of the earth from a hawk eye view.

We waited again to milk out the gift exchange and everyone was good enough to await my stowing the foods away after the meal before the gift exchange, for the children. I do not want to miss a thing! These years all happen so fast. I was so glad that the kids had the experience of waiting this year. I consider it a gift to them to show them this skill.
It was so well worth the wait for them!

The dogs were outside all day. They were thrilled for the bones from the roast as well.
Willy made short work of it.

While "queen Rena" was more slow to the effect of vanishing the evidence.

The children were thrilled to see the gifts that they had longed for from the wish they made in a catalog. I had told grandmother the wish they had her anted grandpa gifted them their hearts desire.
The assembly of the fort was a thrill.
Dove found herself over and over again liking Dash"s gifts more than hers.

Boys toys are so full of action. She even shared her gift with Dash so that she might share the thrill of the fort. They really do share well.
I have always told them that all we have belongs to God we just get to use and care for it. Sharing it is no more than what he has done for us, to share it with us.

Grandfather (Paternal to Beloved, his dad) seemed to like his foot warmer.

This is an amazing pop up book (this is engineered paper!)for the Chronicals of Narnia series. A gift from the Grand Parents.
Beloved has read all seven novels out loud to the children.
Uncle J. gave a wonderful gift card to go explore the lovely book store of plenty:)
This is an adventure all in itself. We will take the children to chose a book for them self.
Thank you, Uncle J.

After gifts and some rest we shared a desert.
The children helped Grandmother make the Whipped cream.
Grandmother loved my miser and Dove asked me to give it to Grandmother. Too sweet of course I declined it and MILove said of course not. It was touching.

In the late afternoon as the day dissolved the energy was enough to offer a dear to us family some Christmas Fellowship.
It was my heart to give my Girlfriend (and her family) a Birthday evening out and about.
We set a buffet of meats and breads and chips, guacamole and salsas. Beloved gave me a small smoked salmon fillet for Christmas and she enjoyed a few bites. Few will eat salmon with me (it is a deep sea/fresh water running fish of the Pacific). I had some sandwich fixings. We even shared a pot of tea. The children played. She and I both home schooled and our children were close. Now that mine are in school they do not get to spend as much time together. They are all now in differing developmental stages and the relationships are evolving and changing.
They played hard and we had a nice visit.
Happy Birthday Michelle!

Socks and Socks II are just tuckered out (a bit staged) :)
With the giggles and glee of two children who insist on "camping out together" during their vacation...their day draws slow. Story time and hush a byes...Good nights and tunny aches (Dove ate too much bread)...I love you Moms...then silence and the pillow pulls them into the land of nod.

Happy Birthday Auntie L.

I Hope all of you were given the opportunity to see how very blessed you are. Even in want. We are free, loved and given favor, mercy and hope.