Friday, March 24, 2017

February 2017


February, I can't even remember you. Okay so. . . .Valentines Day? I think we went the weekend before to the Spaghetti Factory and we had a pretty good time. I remember the kids being a little unruly in moments but for the most part quirky and actually FUN to hang out with. They have thought and opinions and carry on a conversation. You know it only took like ten years of raising them but I can feel us turning a corner to that sweet spot of joyful family interaction before the teen years ruin it all. Hee hee. The kids are still doing Karate and swimming. Blake has piano. Trinity has choir, girlscouts, and therapy. Isaac has four hours of therapy a week still. I honestly don't remember much particulars about the month. Jeremy and I made it to the Star Trek exhibit before it closed. It wasn't nearly as cool as the star wars one. Fun to see some costumes I guess and the models of the Enterprise were neat but let me tell you costumes from the eighties were pretty basic! Apparently I need to work harder at this blog thing because simply not remembering a month of happenings is pretty not cool. Oh yeah! I went to the Fuller Conference on Worship and Arts. INTERESTING stuff. Long story short it was thought provoking but not about the topic they had. It simply fired me up for what was laid on my heart last year: to incorporate more of the arts into our church body experience. Of course the night it ended I sat in bed with an idea for Lent blooming in my mind and I HAD to take action. I met with Michelle and Lucas from church and we hammered out a plan. While not exactly my original vision it enabled Michelle to begin a prayer wall she has greatly been desiring to get up and running so I feel like it really worked out well for all. Lent has become one of my most favorite seasons as it really prepares my heart for Resurrection Sunday. 


 receiving their white belt stripe from sensei Diane


 the art installation at Cascadia worship and arts conference
 "I am locutus of Borg"

 always nice when no one shows up and your kid gets a private lesson







 only one of the best books ever for speaking to me as an artist



 Cascadia again. I really liked tis guys art.