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Happily married for 14 years- celebrating the reality that our children are home

Friday, March 1, 2013

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Sunday, January 13, 2013

da peep peep

This was writtn months ago and I am not sure why I never published it but it is a cute story.


Hayden is an inquisitive thinker and his ability to think things through is quite impressive to me.  I enjoy our conversations as he figures out why things are the way they are.

Here is one especially endearing example:
I was giving them their snack before I send them down for their Sunday School class
the pastor was walking past us and Hayden asked,
"what to do in your class up here?  What will you teacher say to do?"
I answered that God tells our teacher what to say and we learn what God wants us to do.  I gave a few examples like "to be nice friends" and "do good listening" 
I added that sometimes even big people who know what to do right still do bad things and just do what we like to do even if it isn't a good idea.
Hayden was thinking about what happens to him when he does NOT do good things and asked
"God tells you to make us sit down w/the peep peep (timer).  What do YOU have to do? Because you don't sit down for time out."
GREAT question! I told him that even though we don't have to sit down for a timeout, sometimes we don't get good things because we have bad ideas and do just what we like to do.  Sometimes sad things come and we can't have any fun.

The next day he says at breakfast:
I had a dream about daddy and God
Daddy wasn't going good listening and God told Daddy
to sit down with da peep peep.
LOVE THIS KID!!!!

in defense of contentment

Yesterday I posted this on fb: so this is what contentment feels like *big exhale* :).  My friend, Kait, a fellow adoptive mom from Uganda asked me: Do you ever find yourself looking at your husband and boys and thinking "Lord, I know I could never do anything to deserve such blessings but thank you for this anyway"?.  Yes Kait , I do feel that way. I also feel a settled, deep calm as if I don't need to search for the next big thing or what I'm going to do with my life "when I grow up." I'm realizing that this is a very new feeling and how much that I LOVE it.

I have just realized how truly settled and content and peaceful I have been feeling lately.  I am by nature a truly type-A planner/schemer/dreamer living days weeks months years into the future in my mind to get it right plan it out know what to say or do and how I will face every possible scenario in my life.  I've also been know to be a what-if-this-isn't-what-I'm-really-supposed-to-be-doing-with-my-life-and I'm-*gasp*missing-something person.  [those who know me are nodding right now] It has been so long since I have felt any of those things that I really can't remember my last anxiety filled sleepless night or so-distracted-that-I'm-present-in-body-only week.  
That is no small thing, my friends. No.small.thing. 34 years I have lived that way. 

Briefly I think the reason for this is 2-fold.  1. Spending time the in 3rd world. I mean once you've done that you are ashamed to worry about your little things. period. and 2. Being handed the awesome responsibility of the lives and well-being of 2 little boys who were hand-picked by God out of all that poverty and despair to live in my house and live under my influence.  [I'm sure having a baby come out of your body and raising it is a very sobering experience too.]  I guess there is just something about that fact that this BRIMER PARTY OF 4 was matched up from 1,000's of miles away to be each other's family... well I don't have the words.  Simply put I am NOT searching for a sense of purpose.

Ironically the message today at church was about staying warm and safe in a place where religion can insulate us from real life and inoculate us from really knowing God.  A message against contentment!  And just when I felt so relieved at having found it! We were challenged to embrace adventure.  [btw it was great sermon, very inspiring and on another level of spiritual -not physical/emotional- stuff  I was very challenged by it] Some of this could be semantics, I realize.  

However life is NOT static or still (especially w/2 4 yr olds) and I honestly believe that seasons come and go on the journey.  We have recently come out of a season of true world-traveling adventure.  We are in a season of rest and rooting.  We are doing all the things plants do underground during the winter.  Resting. Waiting. Anticipating. Becoming. Multiplying for the next flashy-on-display season. Growing on the inside. Our current season IS an adventure even though it may not be noteworthy or incredibly interesting to anyone but us.  May I also say that; parenting AT ALL is a journey, yes an adventurous one, these 2 Brimers never thought we'd embark on.  
While I can't say where we'll be next week, today I will declare that:
Parenting+Contentment is a big deal.

Friday, January 11, 2013

the thinkers

Ever have a moment that leaves you feeling like you must be doing SOME things right as a parent? So at breakfast we are listening to a CD of a Ugandan children's choir that the boys LOVE and they asked me what the song was about. They were singing about God's grace so I told the boys the song was about "how God loves us even when we are naughty so many times and just do what we like, even then He loves us just the same much." I could hardly get the words out w/o getting a little choked up as I said them because it is just too amazing when you realize the truth of that statement. THE BEST part though was Hayden's quick response, "just like you and daddy still love us when we are naughty!" *misty-eyed momma* What more do you need them to know at this age? LOVE IT!!!!

Yesterday I said somethings about having my 2 babies and Hayden protested "no only 1 baby, because I am 4."  I told him that daddy was still Gramma Brimer's baby even though he's all the way big and that he will still be my baby even when he is all the way big.

Out of the blue a few days ago Garak came up to me and declared as if he had it all thought out, "God has the biggest hands.  Even if you are far far away from Him, He can still reach you!"  I was moved by his observation and told him to go tell daddy what he had just said.  He went into the room where daddy was and emphatically delivered his message gesturing with his hand like a seasoned African preacher would.  He often gestures like that when he sings as well.  His Ugandan Jaja would be so proud to know he is following in her footsteps.

Another keen observation from Hayden:  he was asking about shooting a gun to kill a deer when he gets bigger.  I told him that you have to go to school to learn how to be really safe with a gun and if you don't do a great job and good listening at that class you can't have a card that says you are allowed to have gun.  He thought for a few moments and then declared "at that school they tell you" while wagging his finger like an instructor scolding a student, "don't shoot yourself with a gun or you will be dead!"

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

FALLing into family rhythms

the great carrot harvest of 2012. we pulled them up from the garden, loaded them into the dump truck (right of sink) and then scrubbed them in lots of bubbles. Garak's bulging cheek reveals they also were sampling them during the processing.

Beth's farm market. the haystack mountain. such fun!



I'm this big, really. not pretending. are you kidding me? (Hayden says this fairly often)

we built this w/Mommy!

even Hayden puts his clothes on backwards sometimes still (for Garak it is a daily occurrence) this is rare shot where the roles were reversed

riding bikes and visiting w/grampa Proch on speakerphone

Grampa, when are you coming?

look at me! I have a big bike! [they like to show people on the phone what they are doing assuming that they can see it all]

we jumped in the leaves!!

and then threw leaves at daddy!

vampires!

Garak LOVEs his pumpkin

Monday, October 29, 2012

long time ago in Muganda

1st day we met him
tonight I was cuddling Garak after books (during Hayden's last potty attempt of the night) and b4 the final tuck-in and i rocked him a minute repeating in a sing-songy way "I love Garak. he's such a nice boy"
then he (was on my lap looking up at me and grinning) came up with a different tune than I had used and sang me a sweet song right off the top of his head "Mommy is a girl. I love HIM. such a nice girly. I love HIM!"When I told him that I loved the song he replied, "I had that one long time ago in MUGANDA."
best song I've ever had sung to me before bed, hands down!

both boys refer to things that happened "long time ago in Muganda" <-- Garak
or
"when I was a baby in Uganda" <-- Hayden
1st day we met him
mostly they are made up and completely impossible to have happened when they were babies but very cute to hear and also very cool that they know where they came from. Isn't that such an important part of becoming who you are?

Today they met a couple from Mulawi, Africa and when the husband asked Garak where he was from, he fired back without any hesitation, "I'm from Uganda!"

Not sure why Hayden seems hesitant, but he has dramatically opposed meeting people with brown skin a few times recently (today included).  We'll see if he can express why at some point.
last week at a hayride