Tuesday Open Gym

Almost every Tuesday morning from 11 - noon I take Selah and Isaiah to Open Gym.  This has been such a great winter activity for them.  

 This past Tuesday we invited a couple families from church to join us.  It was a great time of the kids being able to run around, exercise, and just have fun.

Provision = Work

For the few who follow our blog, may this post be a testimony to you in how God provides.  He meets our needs.  And there are times when our needs are wants.

I've shared with you how our girls are spending quite a bit of time training in gymnastics.  Sofia trains 2 1/2 hours, Monday through Thursday.  Selah trains two days a week for two hours each time.  This means a total of 14 hours a week, 56 hours a month, of gymnastics for our family.

After the girls tried out for the appropriate training teams, the front desk manager told me how many days and hours it would be as well as the cost.  Wow!  I knew it would be expensive but it did take me back.  I knew right away that there was no way possible for us to afford the cost.  I thanked her and left.

That was a Monday afternoon.  In the evening we shared with the girls that we knew how much they loved gymnastics but it just wasn't possible.  I was so thankful for their attitude.  You knew they were disappointed but trusted that mommy and daddy were doing what was best.

Wednesday morning the phone rang.  It was the owner of the Gymnastics Factory.  She said that she overheard the conversation I had with the coaches and manager.  God had laid it on her heart to call me and see if we could help each other.  She continued to share with me that her main office worker recently fell very ill and at this time she needed someone to help with the cleaning.  If I was willing and able, it would pay for the girls' gym fees.  She ended her phone call with, "Be still....take time to talk with your husband and the Lord.  Don't tell me your answer for 24 hours."

Friday morning I found myself in the owner's office going over details of my new job.  Ha!

I hadn't worked outside of the home in over five years.  I never thought my return to the workplace would be  to get up before the sun five days a week to clean toilets and scrub floors.  But that is the provision we have been given.  I am so thankful.  After a month Kevin asked me if it is worth it.  Well, when your daughters ask to go to open gym on Saturdays even after being their four days already, you know they love it.  It is worth it.

New Year's Eve in OK

New Year's Eve was spent with family in Oklahoma.
It was such a fun time.
We rented the community center on the Potowatomi Fairgrounds to accommodate 35 people.

The highlight of the evening was the Greenwalt tradition of making homemade donuts.  

My 89 year old Gramma was the head donut maker.  Pretty neat to have my daughters in the kitchen learning how to make this old family recipe.

Isaiah was the official taste-tester.  He gave them thumbs up.  Actually, they were so good he helped himself to two donuts at a time later in the evening.

My mom and Bill enjoying the donuts.

Christmas in Oklahoma.

Sunday, December 30 we loaded the van and took off right after church for the long drive to Oklahoma.  It turned out to not be so bad.  We made it to our hotel in Shawnee in exactly 12 hours.  The kids did great for the most part.  I mean, who can blame a 2 1/2 year old boy for wanting to get out of his car seat after 8 hours.

Monday morning we headed to my mom's house.  My brother, Kirk, and his family from CA along with my sister, Kelli, and her family from Michigan had come as well.  We enjoyed celebrating Christmas together.

The kids with their cousin Ezekiel.

Our fam with Gramma and Papa Bill.

Kirk and Tamra with their sons Kyle (16) and Ezekiel (17 mos.)

Kelli and her kids, Caleb (almost 17) and Hannah (15) with Gramma and Papa Bill.

Christmas in Michigan

We spent Christmas Eve and Christmas Day with the Sheckler family in Sparta, Michigan.  It was a pretty relaxing time of playing games, going to the movies (well, Kevin and his siblings), eating and just hanging out.

Grandpa Sheck's tree.  Even at 82 years old he is so gracious to put up his tree every year knowing his grandkids will love it.

 How many can we squeeze around the table?  15 adults.

Kevin representing Michigan.

Game time!

Selah cuddling with her Grandpa Sheck.

 The Sheckler boy cousins.  Hmmmm...will Isaiah grow to be as tall as them....6' to 6'8"?

 The ride home.

Christmas at home.

We enjoyed celebrating Christmas at home before traveling to Michigan and Oklahoma.
Here are some pics.

Our gifts.

Our gifts.

Our precious children.

Amazing to think how God loved us so much He sent His son to earth.

As a baby.

To be the sacrifice for OUR sin.

Heartwrenching.

Loving.

Sofia (8), Selah (5), Isaiah (2 1/2)

Our handsome son.

Our beautiful daughters.

Happy Birthday, Jesus!

Friday, December 21 was the last day of school.  What better way to celebrate than to host a birthday party for Jesus and that is exactly what we did.

Families from the neighbourhood and school joined us for a time of eating, singing, and reading of the Christmas story.  Many of the families were either born or lived in a different county so we had appetizers from Haiti, Venezuela, Poland and India.

The cake was multicoloured layers representing the gospel.  Brown for our sin, red for the blood Jesus shed on the cross for our sin, green for the newness of life we have in Jesus and white for the purity of Jesus.  Candies decorated the top for the sweetness in having a relationship with Jesus.  It was fun to see the kids not only eat their cake but look at it and hopefully gain a greater understanding of their/our need for Jesus.

Gymnastics, gymnastics, gymnastics.

Back in March or April I posted how Sofia had been asked to start training for competitive gymnastics.  She was training two hours, two days a week.  We were quite proud of how she was progressing.

Come August I took the kids to open gym.  The head coach approached me and said he would like to increase Sofia's training to four days a week.  And he also encouraged me to have Selah join the training team and begin coming two days a week.  Kevin and I discussed it and a couple of days later took the girls for a tryout.  Both girls were definitely ready for the appropriate level of training.

So since August, Sofia trains Mondays through Thursdays 4 - 6:30 p.m. and Selah trains Monday and Wednesdays 4 - 6:00 p.m.

(I will post later about how we can afford this.)

Here are a couple of pictures of the girls doing some of their skills.

Sofia's bridge.

Sofia's middle splits.

Selah's bridge.

Selah's split.

 And what does Isaiah do?  Well, after spending quite a bit of time in the waiting room with mama, as well as observing his older sisters at home, he has some skills of his own.  Ha!

Isaiah's splits.

Isaiah's bridge.  Actually a coach told me he does a very good "table top" for 2 yrs old.

Good bye, blue car.

This past Thursday Kevin said good-bye to his beloved and trustworthy Toyota Corolla after 13 years and 195,000 miles.  He bought it brand new in February 1999.

Our "blue car" was our only car from 2005 to 2008.  Our "blue car" brought home each of our children from the hospital.  Our "blue car" had been a great source of transportation for errands, picking up people for church events, and just getting Kevin back and forth to work everyday.  Being that we are a family of five, however, the "blue car" didn't fit us all safely.  Three car seats just didn't fit across the back.

On Thursday we were able to give the "blue car" to a single mom in our church who was in great need of a vehicle.  And how were we able?

A couple of months ago a family in our church gifted us their used Chevy Tahoe.  It needed some work but we were fine with it and very grateful.  The "black truck" is definitely wide enough for all three kids to sit in the back and it is a great vehicle for Kevin to use when helping people at church such as moving.

God is so good in providing EVEN BEFORE we knew we had a need.

Big boy, big bed.

It finally happened.  Honestly, I didn't know if it would ever happen.  Isaiah just had no interest at all in climbing out of his crib.  Not that it was a problem.  It actually was wonderful.  Every night we put him to bed with no troubles of him getting out.  Each morning upon waking, he would call out to us for us to come get him.

Then a trip to Grandpa's took place over Thanksgiving.  Isaiah's usual sleeping spot at Grandpa's was a pak-n-play.  This time around Isaiah was just a bit too big to sleep in it.  This meant sleeping in the big bed with daddy and mommy.  Isaiah loved it!  He even slept in the big bed all by himself during his nap time.

Upon returning from Grandpa's I figured why go back to the crib.  So, even though his sisters were in a big bed by 18 months and 2 years old, 2 1/2 year old Isaiah now has his own big bed.

The funny thing is, he still calls out to us each morning for us to come get him out of bed.  And that is okay by me.