Raising your kids without raising your blood preassure

This weekend we went to a wonderful weekend parenting confrence that was hosted by the Winkler Ministerial at the EMM Church. The fee was $15 per adult, childcare was free and lunch was provided. What mennonite could resist? When Charity rejected the childcare option, grandma and grandpa Dyck along with auntie Sara stepped in and took her with them on Saturday. And Auntie Barb spent Friday evening with Charity.

The speaker this weekend was Christian commedian Phil Callaway.

He spoke very much to our situation. We have some very lively kids and we often wonder "what are we doing wrong? Why do those parents ignore their kids and they sit still while ours run and run...." We were encouraged to hear stories about how there is light at the end of the parenting tunnel. Actually, I laughed until I ran out of air a few times.

Wordless Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday

If we'd had the camera out

If we'd had our camera out this morning, our blog would be something like this.

This is a picture of Nettie and I waking up this morning. This is Nettie telling Chris to remember that it's garbage day.

This is a picture of Chris, hearing a low rumble from outside.

Here I am without a jacket running down the ice covered lane after the garbage truck. (note the -22 degree temp on the thermometer in the foreground). If you look closely on the left side of the picture you can see the people in those cars behind the garbage truck are staring at me.

Here I am walking back up our lane carrying a full garbage can and a bag. (notice the slumped shoulders and the defeated look on my face).

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