As I tucked Hannah in bed the first night, she informed me that her mother woke her up every morning by singing her a song. I assured her I would keep that in mind at 6:30 a.m. the next morning. I think she got more than she bargained for. I did too.
Day 1 - The Oscar Mayer Weiner theme song
Day 2 - Greasy Grimy Gopher Guts
Day 3 - Brady Bunch Theme Song
Day 4 - Orea Theme Song
Day 5 - The Song that Never Ends
I have never seen a teenager wake up faster than one who was trying to figure what kind of wacky song was being sung to her at 6:30 a.m.
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Tuesday, October 23, 2007
The Spamily Experience
Whatever our season of life, it offers its own opportunities and challenges for spiritual growth. Instead of wishing we were in another season, we ought to find out what this one offers. John Ortberg
I find this quote particularly interesting since my brief experience with spamily. My experience was so enlightening that I was inspired to create a new word for it. Spamily - a network of relationships that resemble family, but the memebers are not related by blood or marriage. Like Spam is not meat; James, Hannah and I are not actually related. But like Spam that has it's own recipe books and conventions; they call me "Aunt." That's spamily!
I was pretty curious to see what it was like on what I see so often as greener grass. Realizing, of course, that an essential element was missing from the picture. But also remembering that in my line of work that that essential element is often traveling hither and yon. Nonetheless, the transformation from curiosity to complaining about the constant reappearing stack of dirty dishes happened so much faster than I ever expected. And that is when this quote hit me like a ton of bricks. I wonder if I really learned all that God wanted me to through this experience. Does that mean I will have to repeat it?
I find this quote particularly interesting since my brief experience with spamily. My experience was so enlightening that I was inspired to create a new word for it. Spamily - a network of relationships that resemble family, but the memebers are not related by blood or marriage. Like Spam is not meat; James, Hannah and I are not actually related. But like Spam that has it's own recipe books and conventions; they call me "Aunt." That's spamily!
I was pretty curious to see what it was like on what I see so often as greener grass. Realizing, of course, that an essential element was missing from the picture. But also remembering that in my line of work that that essential element is often traveling hither and yon. Nonetheless, the transformation from curiosity to complaining about the constant reappearing stack of dirty dishes happened so much faster than I ever expected. And that is when this quote hit me like a ton of bricks. I wonder if I really learned all that God wanted me to through this experience. Does that mean I will have to repeat it?
Monday, November 28, 2005
Sweet Rewards
Sweet Rewards
One of the best things about my job is that I automatically become Aunt Kathryn to all the children, MKs, throughout the Pacific Rim. When I left in 2003, there were only 4 MKs here. Now there are 11 with one on the way. It is such a treat to watch them grow and be a part of their lives. Here is a picture of me and one of my mischievous little protégées.
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