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  1. April {Photos}

    April 22, 2013 by Hannah Jane

    During the month of April (thus far, that is… the month isn’t quite over yet)…

    Caleb realized that he no longer fits in the baby swing…

    Note:  I know that a photo-heavy post can be incredibly annoying for those with slow internet, and so I’m not going to post umpteen photos on the main page of my blog.  If you’re on the main page, you’ll have to click through to read this post in its entirety. (more…)


  2. Snapshots

    February 4, 2013 by Hannah Jane

    (Since I don’t feel like writing much right now, and because it has been quite some time since I’ve posted photos on here… I’m simply going to caption a few photos from the year thus far.)

    We got some snow.  Only about a half-inch or so, but that’s better than nothing…

    Caleb decided to chew on the snow.  It’s probably not too surprising that he didn’t stay outside long, but came inside complaining that he was cold… :D

    We got a new puppy! His name is Scout, and he’s already grown quite a bit since this photo was taken…

    Esther Ruth

    Joe, climbing a tree…

    Caleb, setting up the chess board.  He doesn’t yet know how to play chess, but this much he can do.

    Mowing the lawn…

    Digging seems to be the new favorite activity of the little kids.  They don’t really have any reason to be doing it, but they spend hours of their time on it.

    Sunrise.

    Joe, playing basketball… (ugh, blur.)


    We celebrated Dad’s birthday almost a month late, due to the flu and a variety of things which kept coming up and keeping us from getting to it… :P

    (Dad’s birthday)

    Myself, in need of a hairbrush. :P

    Cookies

    Stephen and Joseph

    Abbie’s wee mud “snowman”.


  3. Mayonnaise

    October 29, 2012 by Hannah Jane

    In order to better appreciate this post, you ought to know that I care not for most condiments, mayonnaise included.

    I do not like mustard.  I do not like pickle relish.  I do not like ketchup.  I do not like mayonnaise.  I do not like them here or there, I do not like them anywhere.

    I do not like them, Sam-I-am.

    So, when Mom asked me what we should have for lunch today, the fact that we didn’t have mayonnaise didn’t deter me from suggesting chicken salad.

    You might not care about it,” Mom told me, “but others of us don’t enjoy dry chicken salad.”

    Oh.  Right.

    I still wanted that chicken salad.  I didn’t care about the mayonnaise, or lack thereof.  So I came to the obvious conclusion that I would attempt to make the missing condiment.

    A quick Internet search showed me that most recipes were nearly identical.  One egg, one cup oil, a tablespoon or so vinegar or lemon juice, and some seasonings.

    So, armed with a few simple ingredients and a blender, I began.

    Some recipes called for an entire egg, while others simply used the yolk.  I started out by only using the yolk, since I decided it would be easier to add the white later than to attempt to remove it after whipping everything together.

    Every single recipe I saw warned that the oil was to be added slowly. 

    So, I added the oil slowly.

    Or at least, I thought I did.

    I’d call taking two minutes to pour one cup of liquid slow.

    But apparently, it wasn’t slow enough.  When I realized my mixture wasn’t at all resembling mayonnaise, I read some of those recipes a bit slower.

    Ten minutes, folks.  I was supposed to add that oil almost drop-by-drop over the space of something like ten minutes.  ’Cause, you know, we don’t want to rush things.

    Oops.

    I don’t like to waste ingredients, so I ditched the instructions (which told me to dump what I’d mixed) and ventured forth into the unknown.  Or something like that.

    I opened the blender and poured most of the contents back into the measuring cup.  Yes, poured.  That stuff…well, it looked like oil and egg yolk mixed together.  Which it was.  But see, it wasn’t supposed to look like that.  Mayonnaise doesn’t look like oil and egg yolk, does it?

    Dumping those egg whites into the mixture, just in case they actually did something to help, I started again, pouring the egg-and-oil mixture in drop by agonizing drop.

    Curious siblings walk past.  ”What are you making, Hannah?”

    “I don’t know.  I don’t want to talk about it.  Just leave me alone, please.”

    Our blender stops every minute, and I have to start the cycle again.  Each time I do, the mixture splatters up out of the blender onto my face.

    Olive oil is good for skin, right? Of course right.  

    A quick inspection reveals that the mixture no longer looks quite so runny and disgusting.  It’s starting to get a bit thicker, a bit paler…
    There’s hope!

    Another ridiculously long fifteen minutes  and many splatters later, the mix finally resembles mayonnaise.

    Sort of.

    It’s spreadable, anyway, and identifiable as a condiment rather than a salad dressing.  So.  It is mayonnaise.

    Voila?

    I go looking for a family member who actually likes mayonnaise.

    “It’s…sort of yummy.”  Abbie tells me. “But…I don’t like it.”

    Well, at least she’s honest.

    Esther, however, loves it.  ”It tastes like apricots!”

    What?!  Apricots…?  (We later learn that she meant avocados.)

    So after nearly a full half-hour of frustration, I got my chicken salad.  Dry.  Just as I wanted it in the first place.

    And all this, people, is to tell you that I suddenly have a new-found appreciation for store-bought mayo.

    Long live Hellmanns?


  4. A Bucket List…

    July 25, 2012 by Hannah Jane

    …of things which I’m currently thinking about.

    <random>

    Millennialism and Social Theory, (Book) by Gary North.  I’m currently about halfway through the book, and so far I’ve enjoyed it immensely.  If you have the time, go and read it.  You can get it for free here, if you don’t mind reading from a screen or printing it out yourself.  (plus, it looks like the American Vision bookstore has the physical book also listed at $0.00 right now, with the option of free shipping!  Now you don’t have any excuse for not getting the book!:D)

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    Cameras. I’m trying to save up for one, and I’d welcome suggestions from anyone who has had experience buying (non point & shoot) cameras. I’ve heard a lot of good things about Canon…

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    Why Political Change is Often So Slow (Sermon), by Pastor Kayser.  I downloaded this onto my ipod quite a while ago, but just got around to listening to it this past week.  I’d highly recommend you listen to (or read) this, as it deals with the concept of voting for principle much better than I ever could.

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    Watermelon. One of the few things I truly love about summer. :D (I’m more of a cool-weather girl, myself)

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    Homeschool Alumni.  I recently joined…are any of you on there?

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    Sewing.  One of my last projects was a dress for Abbie which I made from a pattern I drafted from one of her favorite dresses.  I tend to take rather lengthy breaks from sewing after I get tired of it, but I did get a little bit done today.

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    Leah’s Labyrinth (Blog) by Leah Smith.  I’ve also been wanting to purchase her book, Diapers, Dishes & Dominion, but haven’t had the chance yet.

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    Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Muffins. I was going through one of my endless huge enormous rather large stacks of “recipes to try” when I came upon this recipe. It sounded good, albeit slightly odd, so I made it. Turned out very yummy, if I don’t say so myself. :D

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    Pocket College. I’d really like to make my way through these lectures, but it costs a dollar or two per lecture to download, and since I don’t have unlimited computer access, it isn’t really practical for me to try and listen to the lectures from the website.  Ideas, anyone?

    </random>


  5. Six

    March 27, 2012 by Hannah Jane

    Has it been this long since I held you for the first time?  Since that joyous morning when I walked into Mom and Dad’s bedroom after hearing them calling us, meeting you for the first time?  You were so sweet, with long fingers and toes and curly hair.

    I’ve always loved your name.  In fact, I named my favorite doll Abbie when I was two or three years old.  For awhile Lizzy held to the notion that you were actually named after the doll.  It took us quite a bit to convince her that you weren’t.

    Six years.  I blink, and all of the sudden you’re no longer a baby.  Time seems like such a vapor sometimes, and it just keeps getting faster.

    I recall my sixth birthday.  We had a birthday party – my first one with friends over – and played musical chairs and pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey and raced each other for prizes of silly putty and multi-colored pens.  One of the little boys tried to scare me with a worm, but at that age I loved worms and snakes and reptiles.

    And I felt like such a big kid.

    I look at you and I know that I wasn’t really big, but I’m not surprised to see you thinking you are.  You watch me and help me and feed me skittles and give me pictures and I feel like I’m watching myself at age six.  How is it that time goes so fast?

    Wasn’t I just doing that?  How come you’re big enough to do it?   It’s mind boggling, and I don’t want to blink because then you’ll be in high school (and we won’t talk about how old I’ll be!) and life is so short.

    You’ve grown so much since the times I would hold you in Church and you’d suddenly let out an excited shriek, since the times you chewed and slobbered on everyone’s shoulders.

    Every day I see you growing in grace and knowledge and sometimes craziness, and I’m so glad you’re my sister.  So glad God has given us this time together, however quickly it may seem to pass.

    You are a wonderful sister to me, and I’m lovin’ every minute of it.

    Happy Sixth Birthday, Abbie!


  6. Pizza Night!

    February 18, 2012 by Hannah Jane

    Pizza;  food, The ever popular round cheesy thing with a variety of toppings.  Normally featuring a crust, a tomato sauce layer, and a cheese layer, with other additions on top.

    I’ve found that the illustrious Pizza varies from state to state.

    In New York, extra large with a thin crust, scanty amount of sauce, and thin layer of cheese.

    In Chicago, thick with a lot of toppings.

    In the Mid-West, eaten with almost any topping imaginable – salsa, ranch dressing, spinach, lettuce, tomato chunks, you-name-it.

    At our house, homemade.  Two Supreme.  Two plain cheese.  Two something-elses.  All prepared and eaten {almost} every Friday night.

    A lot of people don’t seem to understand why we choose to make pizza when it would be so much simpler to buy takeout or frozen.  The reason is not one of convenience, but of flavor.  (Besides the fact that homemade pizza is so much better for you!)

    (Warning: picture-heavy post.  Click through at your own- and your browsers – risk!) (more…)


  7. Grace

    November 15, 2011 by Hannah Jane

    They come to me, tiny feet pattering across the kitchen floor.

    “Can I help you? ” Are you able to use my skills, imperfect though they be?

    Little eyes and tongues beg me to say yes.  I cannot resist.

    Clambering onto the counter, they thank me as I hastily make room for them by moving out of reach anything with potential messiness or fragile-ness.  They sit there, grinning away.

    “May I stir it?”  Please let me do more than observe.  I want to be doing something for you.  I want to be useful.

    I hand them the wooden spoon, knowing full well that afterward I will have to scrub them, the counter, and very likely myself, not to mention finishing stirring what they could not.

    The joy on their faces reminds me of the reason I handed the wooden spoon to them on the first place.  It is not about my wants or desires.  Not about the cookies or a clean kitchen either.  It’s about teaching and encouraging little ones to be capable, hard working adults who glorify God in their daily lives.  It is about showing them by example what journey down the path of sanctification looks like.

    Stirring, pouring, laughing and scooping, they give me a dim reflection of how I look, striving to do good works.

    Just as they are unable to truly assist me, I am unable to truly do anything good.  The little bits that I do do are only there because of God’s work in my life.

    And yet just as I thank them for their willingness,  God promises all rewards in heaven for all believers.

    “The giving of a whole day’s wages to those that had not done the tenth part of a day’s work, is designed to show that God distributes his rewards by grace  and sovereignty, not of debt...because we are under grace, and not under the law, even such defective services, done in sincerity, shall not only be accepted, but by free grace richly rewarded.”  – Matthew Henry: A Commentary on the Whole Bible  (Volume 5, pg.284 on Matthew 20)

    Despite the fact that I am by nature rotten to the core, utterly dead in sin, and a hater of God, He has chosen to redeem me and justify me.

    Despite my disgustingly petty efforts, He promises not only to continue to santify me, but to reward me for these efforts!

    Hallelujah for God’s wonderful grace!


  8. Quotables

    August 9, 2011 by Hannah Jane

    Note: this is a re-post, since the first post was deleted for some reason, along with a couple others.

    The following are all various quotes I like.  They range from my siblings funny sayings to things I have found and like in various books I’ve read.  Some are serious, some are anything but, some are old and some are recent.  If  you are a facebook friend then some of them will be familiar, but not all of them.  Enjoy!

    Abigail, while playing with Joe: “You drive, and drive, and then look right, but turn left.”

    “….there will never be another global Flood—next time the global judgment will be by fire, according to 2 Peter 3 (now that is the global warming that is coming that we can all be sure about).”
    ~Ken Ham

    Joe: “Hannah, lets play Bendeego!”
    Me: “Huh?”
    Joe: “Bendeeeeeego!”
    Me: “Do you mean Stratego?”
    Joe: “Yeah. That. Bendeego.”  (after winning) “Whoo-hooo! Yeah! I kidnapped yo’ flag!”

    Abbie: (After the UPS truck leaves) “Is that an ambulance?”

    Martin Luther:  ”If I profess with the loudest voice and clearest exposition every portion of the truth of God except precisely that little point which the world and the devil are at that moment attacking, I am not confessing Christ, however boldly I may be professing Christ.  Where the battle rages, there the loyalty of the soldier is proved and to be steady on all the battlefield besides is mere flight and disgrace if he flinches at that one point.”

    Joe: “You have squishy brains. Really. You do.”

    Mom: What do you want the most for your birthday?
    Abbie: Band-aids

    Gary DeMar (in God and Government Volume 1, pg 33): “The Bible is opposed to centralism; whether it be political (United Nations) or religious (World Council of Churches).  The tower of Babel and God’s scattering of those who were involved n its design  were judged because of the potential corruption that s inherent in religious and political centralism…The symbolic purpose of the tower was an attempt by fallen man to unify all creation under a centralized governmental and religious system.  ’Let’s make a name for ourselves’ (Genesis 4:8) was ‘the first public declaration of humanism’ (Francis Schaeffer, Genesis in Space and Time).  Corruption and tyranny would be centralized, along with power and authority.  This was the danger.”

    “Hannah, I can’t believe that you are going to be 17 soon…..you’ll be so ancient and cranky then!” ~Esther Ruth (!?!)

    “You can brush my hair, but watch out for the snores in it.” ~Abbie

    R. J. Rushdoony (in Law and Liberty pg 59):  ”The word government meant, first of all, the self-government of the Christian man, the basic government in all history.  Second, and very closely and almost inseparably linked with this, government meant the family.  Every family is a government; it is the man’s first church and first school, and also his first state.  The government of the family by God’s appointed head, the man, is basic to society.  Third, the church is a government, with laws and discipline,  Fourth, the school is an important government in the life of a child  [an extension of family government].  Fifth, business or vocations are an important area of government.  Our work clearly governs us and we govern our work.  Sixth, private associations, friendships, organization, and the like act as a government over us, in that we submit to these social standards and we govern others by our  social expectations.  Seventh, the state is a form of government, and, originally, it was always called civil government.

    “But, tragically, today when we say government we meant the state, the federal government, or some other form of civil government.  And, more tragically, civil government today claims to be the government over man, not one government among many, but one over-all government.  Civil government claims jurisdiction over our private associations, our work or business, our schools and churches, our families, and ourselves.  The word government no longer means self-government primarily and essentially; it means the state.”

    “Hummer. Nall. Bang! Wood. Peez?” ~Caleb

    “Its so beautiful I could scream my head off!” ~Esther Ruth

    “Covenant theology is inescapably dominion theology”
    ~Gary North (The Dominion Covenant: Genesis)

    Esther: “What?!? Some people actually think that Lincoln was a good guy?!”
    Me: “I used to think that.”
    E: “What! Hannah, how could you?”
    M: “That is what Mom first taught me, since that is was what her teachers and all the textbooks taught her.”
    E: “Poor thing.”

    Gary DeMar (God and Government Volume 1, pg 51):  ”In the area of civil government; it is crucial to understand the question of the source and function of governmental authority.  The authority of any system of thought is the god of that system.  If a national government establishes the will of the people, and elected elite, a law court, or an individual as the ultimate authority, that is the nation’s god.”

    (After watching a movie which included a plane crash)
    Caleb: “Plane broke. Stephen fix it.”

    (While watching me make cinnamon rolls) Abbie: “What are you baking? Waffles or guitars?”

    Gary DeMar (God and Government volume 1, pg 81) : “To deny that there is a biblical system of civil government is to say that God has no standard of righteousness and justice in the crucial area.  If men and nation can pick and choose the system of civil government they desire, man becomes ultimate and God becomes subordinate to mans desires.”

    “Hannah, when you turn 17 you will be like, old. Really old. But then when you turn 18 you’ll be like a kid again.” -Liz


  9. Sisters

    April 30, 2010 by Hannah Jane

    Lizzie