Even the trash man needs some lovin’

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Because it’s raining and you really do appreciate him a whole bunch.

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Because, what if.

What if, out of allllll those trash cans– *YOU* are the only one who shows him love today.

It’s trash day somewhere. Love simple.

Because love never feels simple to the one receiving it.

Oh, and… quarters work best for rainy days :-)

Happy day!

Kati

Dear Women and Daughters… a little encouragement from Ann Voskamp @ aholyexperience

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*Dear Daughter,

When we stood in the check-out and you leaned over and said, “What? I can’t hear you?” I could read it right then in your eyes.

Right there by all the glossy magazines screaming at you like a pack of jockeying hawkers.

If you listen long enough to all the loud voices about who you should be, you grow deaf to the beauty of who you are…



Click below to continue reading this quick encouragement from Ann.

Dear Women & Daughters: When You’re Tired of Media Voices Telling You What Beauty & Love Is

THIS momma of four girls loved every.single.drop of this sweetness tonight.

Soak up the goodness this evening, momma.

Loves,

Kati

 

*this post was not written by me or intended for that purpose. Ann Voskamp speaks daily sweetness for all walks of life at www.aholyexperience.com

 

“Am I Enough?”

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writingwithintrees:

Good morning, sister. Need a pick me up? She speaks to my heart this morning.
“Every day I have this desire to accomplish something. But every day it feels I accomplish nothing…
When it feels I didn’t accomplish Super Tidy Housewife, or Spiritual Sage, or Fun Mommy, or Adoring Wife, or Betty Crocker, or the Likeable Friend…when I’m none of those titles, and all the opposites…”

THIS.

Originally posted on Barren to Beautiful:

This week my husband walks in the door after a long day at work to find: dishes piled in the sink, laundry all over the living room, the beef for dinner still in a frozen block, and me…looking like Frump Queen. He is gracious. And tells me to take a nap. I instantly obey. (Inwardly rejoicing.) And while I am sleeping for 45 minutes, he manages to clean the whole house…while watching our daughter. (A feat I clearly was incapable of accomplishing today. Many days.)

One part of my feels grateful the house is clean. I can relax now, right? But the other (bigger) part of me feels guilty and defeated. He just worked the whole day at his job, and then came home and did mine, too. Isn’t this why I am staying home? 

Every day I have this desire to accomplish something. But every day it feels I accomplish nothing. I…

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An easy way to clean your fruit and veggies

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I know it’s organic- but someone picked up that apple, smelled it, and then put it back. You know it’s true.

And I hope they didn’t wipe their bum-bum without washing their hands before they touched the fruit sitting on your counter. ;-)

Hey! This is reality here.

Just clean them. I know it’s a hassle, but it can be so simple.

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* Cut a lemon
* Put it in the bag
* Place fruit in the bag and gently swish around
* Let it sit for just a bit
* Remove fruit
* Place the bag over a good ol’ fashioned mason jar to dry.

Repeat (with that same bag) next time.

Before you ask… No, you don’t taste the lemon :-) I even sometimes add vinegar. Both provide a bit of additional, natural disinfecting power.

Last but not least. Some books I’m loving over natural healing?

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We’re talking everything from dry skin to PMS.

Man, nature is amazing. It’s like God knew what he was doing or something

;-)

Happy eating!

Kati

Jesus can love through a crazy person like me? An adoption story.

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writingwithintrees:

My heart is troubled for three kiddos I know of, needing a forever home tonight…

As our six kiddos are snug as a bug under covers- millions of children wonder if they will ever be wanted. And trust me, they do wonder.

Ever thought you were too crazy to adopt? Yeah, us too. Share the need for adoptive homes.

Originally posted on writingwithintrees:

“The hunger for love 
is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.”

~ Mother Teresa ~

Early one morning, talking with my husband, I ask the question, “Well, we’re almost finished. What will we do next?”

Because what do you do when you know there are countless children just waiting for love. 

This time, a month ago, our journey to forever ended and the real forever began as we finalized our adoption of two kiddos. Making our family a fun family of eight!   It seems as though, this is just the way it’s always been. Them and us- us and them.

It’s funny how God can talk to you through so many things- even something as little as adoption paperwork. There are hundreds upon hundreds (ok, it seems that way– :) ) pieces of paper associated with adoption but I have two I treasure most.

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To die for coconut coffee

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While visiting family in Colorado last month they introduced us to heaven in a cup.

Coconut coffee.

Now, before you coconut haters get your little panties in a wad- don’t judge. It’s delish and totally not “coconut’ie”.

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Here’s the scoop. Coconut is good for you. I don’t have to go on and on about it’s benefits, just hit Google.

I will say, in our home… we use coconut oil for everything. (That’s not milk, I know) If you came for a visit, you would see us using it as lotion, hair cream, tooth paste and burn relief. If you came for breakfast, you’d eat it in your gluten free pancakes.

Can you tell I’m in love?

Ok, ok, here’s a handy link on coconut and the health benefits. And here’s one on cooking with coconut oil.

Back to coffee. THIS coffee doesn’t need much (if any) added sweetening. And trust me: I’m a sugar addict. [arg! It's so bad!]  Also, you really do want to either shake it up in a mason jar or blend it in your blender on high for the frothy goodness. Yup, my mouth just watered. Also, the coconut milk you put on your cereal just won’t do the trick with this. I made enough for seven cups and we used almost 1/2 a can. It would take a TON of your cold coconut milk.

Well- back to my coffee.

Happy day!
Kati

A winning way to reward kids this summer (and always)

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Everyone likes to be noticed.

Especially kids.

Especially when they do something right.

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Each day, the kids do checklists. Checklists keep this momma sane.

When they finish their checklist- they get tickets. Finish first? You get the most tickets. Finish last? You get the last, lonely ticket.

If I catch them loving – I notice.

“Judah, that was very kind… go get a ticket.”

If I see they picked something up in the yard or off the floor– just to be a help.

I notice.

You get the picture.

We never, ever take tickets away.

We draw a winner each Sunday afternoon.

There is a grand prize winner box and then the five remaining children have numbers drawn and get to choose from the runner up prize box.

The grand prize winner throws all of that weeks tickets away and we start new on Monday.

It’s fantastic.

You know what? (you’re fantastic too!)

Loves,

Kati

PS: A special thanks to all of you who have contacted me about my dad and his fight for life as mentioned in this post. Strangers and friends alike, you have blessed my life by your sweet words and prayers. He is still fighting.