His Nose Is Growing...

Have you been telling fibs, Jake?

This Is My Father's World

When I was uploading these pictures I took in the backyard this weekend, this song ran through my mind.

This is my Father’s world, and to my listening ears
All nature sings, and round me rings the music of the spheres.
This is my Father’s world: I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas;
His hand the wonders wrought

This is my Father’s world, the birds their carols raise,
The morning light, the lily white, declare their Maker’s praise.
This is my Father’s world: He shines in all that’s fair;
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass;
He speaks to me everywhere.

This is my Father’s world. O let me ne’er forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong, God is the ruler yet.
This is my Father’s world: the battle is not done:
Jesus Who died shall be satisfied,
And earth and Heav’n be one.

This is my Father’s world, dreaming, I see His face.
I ope my eyes, and in glad surprise cry, “The Lord is in this place.”
This is my Father’s world, from the shining courts above,
The Beloved One, His Only Son,
Came—a pledge of deathless love.

This is my Father’s world, should my heart be ever sad?
The lord is King—let the heavens ring. God reigns—let the earth be glad.
This is my Father’s world. Now closer to Heaven bound,
For dear to God is the earth Christ trod.
No place but is holy ground.

This is my Father’s world. I walk a desert lone.
In a bush ablaze to my wondering gaze God makes His glory known.
This is my Father’s world, a wanderer I may roam
Whate’er my lot, it matters not,
My heart is still at home.

-Malthie D. Babcock (1901)

It's 8:30 am...

and my kids are still sleeping. I just checked to make sure they are still breathing. They are. I dare not leave my room or the silence will be broken and someone will need to be fed. I will just lay here in my pajamas and absorb the quiet and count my blessings. They are many.

Self Portraits

This is what Jake does...a lot.

He takes pictures of himself with my phone.

Apparently taking pictures of yourself does not get old.

No one had to teach him how to do this.

No one showed him how to navigate the phone.

He just knew.

Is it an instinct?

Apparently five year olds do not have to get accustomed to touch screens.

Five year olds know how to make videos. It probably wouldn't take a five year old 30 minutes to figure out how to upload video to a blog. Unfortunately 5 year olds go to bed early. Maybe if he were still awake, he could make this video would play correctly.

Cheer Power

We traveled to Galveston for our first cheer competition. Josie's team and several other Spring Creek teams earned gold ratings. It was a fun way to kick off the competition season.

iPhone Images

It's always a surprise when I look at the pictures in my phone. I never know what or who I might find. These pictures are mostly courtesy of Jake and go back several months.

Bedtime Conversation

Jake (from the top of the stairs): Mom, I fell off the bed.

Cody and I (at the same time): Okay, good night.

Thirty seconds later...

Josie (from the top of the stairs): Mom, Jake's mad at me because he fell off the bed.

Cody and I (at the same time): Okay, good night.

Parenting at its best from the Spivey house.

Cody's Scenery

The views in Oregon are a little different than Texas.

When he sent me this picture, he didn't say what golf course this is, but it looks amazing. Hopefully the High Meadow Ranch Team will have good luck in their final day of their tournament today.