Amen and Amen!
Hung with Care
It came to my attention to years ago when picking out Abi’s stocking that stockings just aren’t made like they used to be. They seem to be made of more flimsy material that sure doesn’t look like it’ll last more than a Christmas or two of jubilant dumping.
So this year I saw a pinterest idea that I ran with to create a little more Christmas cuteness hanging from our mantel.
I spent a whoppin $6 at the thrift store to purchase all five of our stockings in cute sweaters. (Rachael’s sweater cost nine cents… yes, people: $0.09!)
Then I laid an old stocking on the sweaters, chalked the outline, cut them out and sewed them up.
And thus I give you our stockings:
Abi’s stocking
Rachael’s stocking (sorry, it’s a little blurry)
Matt’s stocking.
Hannah’s stocking
And my stocking.
Next year I think I’ll add embroidery to them to personalize them, but for this year, our stockings worked out great. I also really like that we can easily add a stocking to the mix for a buck or less for whatever foster kids come through our house while still hanging onto the homemade love.
Time cost: 10-15 min per stocking.
Financial cost: $0.09 to $1.00 per sweater (stocking) unless you want to make more than 1 stocking per sweater.
Playing in the City
This Christmas I decided to make the girls (and anyone else who may join our household) a “city”. I saw the idea on pinterest and thought I’d run with it/adapt it based on what I have available. After sorting through my wardrobe and getting rid of the tight and the “in a fright”, I had a few pairs of unraveling maternity jeans to kiss goodbye. So I recycled them into roads, naturally.
I made my roads double-wide of a standard ruler.
I used a protractor to make my 1/2 curves.
I also put a small piece of the sticky side of velcro on the backs of some of the pieces to aid them in sticking to carpet and not shifting as much.
You could use a seam sealer to do all your edges, but I chose not to in the interest of time. I can slowly pick at it if they unravel too much, but we haven’t had any issues thus far. Maybe if my girls were rougher with them then I’d seal the edges.
Our helicopter pad (made from an old shirt and a zig-zag stitch with various thread.
Let the play begin. =)
(nice Christmas Jammies, eh?)
Our city fits conveniently stowed away and hung up. =)
[I used old clothing scraps to make the bags, a spare piece of wood, three nearby hooks, and the lovely preschool tempera paint.]
Also accompanies our new train tracks (thanks Goga) quite nicely.
Total cost of the project:
FREE + 3.5 hours of creation
Surviving Materialism
My eyes have been opened to materialism and silent materialism all around me lately. And with the Christmas season, materialism seems to be amped up almost as loudly as the selfishness bug. You know what I’m talking about, it’s that “buy this for yourself for Christmas because you’re only going to get lame gifts” message that seems to be attached to every “higher priced” item on the commercials these days.
Actually, to be honest with you, I block out the commercials. We rarely watch any “live” TV these days, and no we don’t have some cool dish network stuff to record things on live TV. Quite honestly, we just don’t find the need to pay for that in our list of priorities. I have also discovered with exposure that my kids become more whiney, demanding, and selfish with television added to their daily repetior. It’s like a cancer, they only want to watch more and have major meltdowns about who gets to have control over the TV. So we skip the coma-like experience and find our joy in playing together instead.
That being said, there seems to be a greater and greater need to choose to focus on Jesus and family during the holidays over the constant materialistic message coming from all directions.
It starts out subtly, relating happiness to an object and later flourishes into happiness only being tied in objects. Fisher Price ran an add line this year that models it so clearly. Their focus is on a parent’s interaction with a child, capturing that cute moment of discovery and squealing and delight. And while I find it sweet how they have highlighted on the innocence of a child, I find it a bit distracting that the honkin’ obnoxious toy is in the way. 😉 The funniest one I saw was the toy kitchen that tells the child when it’s time to clean up. Good… now take the parent’s authority right out of the equation – one less time to have to listen to Mom’s direction.
Am I being overly critical? Maybe. But maybe it just makes me yearn for a parent’s interaction and teaching of their child not to be linked to some $40 learning toy, but instead to be fueled by their desire to just absorb the moment with their delightful child. Who cares what the kid’s doing… unabated joy can come from a pile of rocks… or sticks… or a box. Do we really need a toy to teach us how to interact with our children?
Beyond the commercials is the constant breathing of dissatisfaction with what you have. Sure this fuels the economy. Basic economics: If I can convince you that your life is terrible without my product, then you buy my product… and a shelving unit for all my other products.
This is part of the reason that we usually skip the previews before watching a movie. No need to encourage “I need that” to fall from our sinful lips. No need to hunger for more, more, more, losing track of all that we have.
We’ve been simplifying around here. I find that less toys = more creative play. I find that less options forces sharing situations. I find that a few community-oriented toys and open space fosters more giggles than “think for me” toys and “good for only one” toys. Don’t get me wrong, there is certainly a time and a place for alone, individual play. But too often I find the toys on the market pushing distance between kids and “only for me” interactions.
I guess it’s just when you start looking at the messages that are all around you it gets you thinking, “is that something I want to teach?”
Each of us in this home will always need to make a conscious effort to be thankful for what we have – otherwise we will find themselves always unsatisfied and creating an unnecessary state of inferiority. It’s a crippling spiral of selfishness.
It’s so easy to get lost in the “but we need that” mentality to the detriment of true relationship interaction.
All this to say, materialism is just one more challenge to rise above in repeating, no matter what we hold or don’t hold in our hands, that we are a blessed and grateful child of God for one reason alone: we have been redeemed by the blood of the Lamb.
Is He really more than enough? Or are we storing up treasures that will be scattered to the wind?
It’s when I stop seeking more material gain that I realize You really are more than enough, Lord.
*This image is shocking, but let it remind us that many times we forget the definition of true need in our comforts of blessing.
– please help us stay focused, Lord.
I love it when this happens.
[Look at Hannah’s joy.]
Merry Christmas, Indeed!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mFWyiYDWPm4
In the silent of the night, He crept not into our homes through the chimney, but into a lost and dying world through a humble manger. And in an instance the hopeless and spiraling destruction in our hearts caught its first glimpse of God’s amazing plan of grace, to draw us back to Himself. It isn’t something we deserve and there is nothing we can give Him in return, but our utter thankfulness in a lifestyle of kneeling worship and obedience. Let us celebrate indeed… in our hearts, and aloud for our children… Christ our Savior has come.
– Emmanuel, God with us.
Crank up your speakers and sing along in exaltation of the Savior of the world coming to us through the manger.
Merry Christmas, Indeed!