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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.


    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


    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.


    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.


    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. One decade ago today…

    February 21, 2012 by Hannah Jane

    A decade ago today, Momma told Stephen, Lizzy, and I to go pack overnight bags, that we were going to stay with our friends for that day and possibly overnight.   We went to our bedrooms and pulled out some clothes and stuffed them into bags.

    “You’re going to get a new baby brother or sister today!” Dad and Mom told us as we tromped into the car.  We celebrated and bounced up and down and were a little bit scared, all at the same time.

    They dropped us off at the residence of the P__ family, then continued on to their destination.

    Our young minds quickly left the topic of new baby and refocused on playing with the other kids.  We found the playmobils and guided them through an adventure.  We went outside and played on their swing set.  We played checkers on a big cracker-barrel style mat thing.  We went on a walk around the block with them and their mom.

    And then that evening, while coloring pictures with the family’s only girl and Lizzy, using markers from a butterfly shaped art case, I was handed the phone.

    “Hi Hannah!” come Dad’s voice “you have a new baby sister!  Her name is Esther Ruth.”

  5. 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…’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