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Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!! We decided to stay home this year for New Year’s Eve. In years past we’ve celebrated with good friends out at the Duckabush. We play games, talk, eat WAY too much food, and toast in the new year. Last year our dear friends hosted a ‘white elephant exchange.’ Not only did they plan and coordinate the entire evening, they also provided all the gifts. The children were thrilled with all the presents and tickled with the ‘stealing’ of presents. The younger children had a difficult time grasping the idea and were a bit chagrined when someone would try to take their gift.

Duckabush Kids
Some of our favorite Duckabush kids posing for a Christmas 2005 picture.

With New Year’s Eve falling on a Sunday this year it seemed a bit complicated to be away from home. We didn’t want to spend the last day of Tim’s vacation packing up from the Duckabush and driving home so we thought we’d enjoy a quiet evening alone. That was, until I got the urge to gather friends for a game night. This has very definitely been the Entertainment Christmas for our family. Most of our gifts have either been games or cd’s with a few movies thrown in among the bunch. Tim and I really want to make our home a fun place for the children and one of the joys of a big family is that there are lots of people with whom to play. Now that the children are growing older, they are able to play all sorts of different games (the days of only Sorry or Uno are over!!).

Card Playing Boys
Daniel and some friends playing cards.

Any time he has an opportunity, Tim speaks highly of the way our parents made our childhood homes an open place for friends. We would like to cultivate that same welcoming, open atmosphere here at our home.

Girls and dolls
One of the older girls played so sweetly with the two four year olds.

We want to know the friends are children are making, the influences that are shaping their lives, and to have a say in how they are spending their time. We both have many fond memories of playing board games growing up as a family. One way we hope to encourage a strong family bond is to become a Game Playing Family (GPF).

There are so many amazing, creative, interesting games available today. Tim and I both did some game shopping for Christmas this year: Tim found treasures at his favorite game site Newspiel and I discovered a new place for smaller, less complicated games GameWright. When we realized one of our favorite games from this summer, Rat-a-Tat Cat, was produced by GameWright, I was eager to try out their other selections.

Games Galore
Look at that awesome stack of new games!!

In a totally unplanned twist of events, Tim’s parents also decided to invest in games this year. They blessed each of the children with a game for Christmas. Somehow (and I still can’t believe this all worked out) none of these games overlapped. Even the classic game that Tim’s sister gave us for Christmas (Pit) was one we didn’t have (but have long wanted). To complement this all, my aunt included a card shuffler in her Christmas box to us this year.

Tim’s parents shopped at a wonderful toy store in Tacoma, The Learning Sprout, and found games that were exactly age appropriate and interesting to both children and adult. No small feat!!

All of this leads up to our New Year’s Eve party. I guess our quiet evening home alone wasn’t to be. At some point on Saturday I got an overwhelming urge to invite people over for games on Sunday afternoon. Tim told me to ignore that little voice but finally consented to the inevitable. Two calls and a drop by visit later and we had confirmations from two families and a “maybe” from a third. I must say I do enjoy a good party (if only to provide an excuse to clean up the house).

The kids and Tim helped get the house ready for company. Tim’s parents dropped by after church and were dragged into a quick home improvement project. Thank you, Grandpa!!! We even had time to teach Grandma how to play one of our new games, Sleeping Queens. Grandma, of course, went straight for the Cake Queen and victory.

Tim made two delicious looking ice cream pies and I prepared a batch of Mesa Manna for pizza.

Ice Cream Pie
Tim’s ice cream pies are always a huge hit!

Our company came laden with yummy snacks–we had a huge bowl of bite size veggies, a big bag of mini peppers (which some of the children munched on like crackers), chips, pretzels, dip, etc. I made three pizzas which were almost entirely devoured. Tim brought out a big tin of chocolates we’ve been carting around as a “Just In Case” Christmas gift. Just in case, so and so brings by an unexpected gift, you have a lovely gift to give them in return. Ha!

Everyone had a great time. There were 13 children and 4 adults. Rachel said she played at least 10 games throughout the evening.


Rachel, the Card Shark, and some friends.

The boys split their time between running around chasing each other and playing board games. The adults and older boys played a long game of Settlers of Catan and a shorter one of Bang (another one of the new games). The entire group (except for baby Isaac) stayed up until midnight. We toasted the hour with Dixie cups of sparkling cider.

A very satisfactory New Year’s Eve–friends, games (both new and old favorites), yummy treats, some introspection and reflection, and farewells just after the midnight hour.

Goodbye, 2006 … and Welcome, 2007!

Kathy

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Blog Retraction

In light of licensing issues and other complicated musical copyright technicalities, we here at the Duckabush Blog wish to be sure everyone knows that the soloist, doing his very best to share the Christmas joy in O Night Divine, is not, I repeat NOT, Tim.

We’re sorry to have caused any confusion. :)

Upon more mature reflection, it has occurred to us that mocking someone else’s effort at singing a Christmas Carol is perhaps not the best way to go about honoring our King.

T & K

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A Very Merry Christmas

We had a great Christmas Day celebration. We woke around 8 am, some sore (well, mostly me) and some cold from having slept all together on the floor in the family room. We opened stockings, read the Christmas story from the gospel of Luke, and ate a delicious French Toast casserole and quiche breakfast. We managed to open five or six rounds of presents over the course of the day (each present must be duly admired and appreciated), well mixed with games and movies and time to play with the various toys.

At one point we visited the local park, where we walked around the lake and inaugurated the new plastic rocks they have installed.

I was able to be King of the Rock after pushing all the smaller kids off, but my reign was brief.

One of the most appreciated gifts of the day were these fine Scooters, given by Mamie and Grandad to the middle three kids. Happily, we had a reasonably warm and sunny day, and the scooters were immediately tested and approved.


David gets upset if his scooter gets dirty, and Daniel has already tried several stunts on his.

I was in church a couple of Sundays ago, and a friend commented on my strong singing voice, as often happens to me when I sing out with enthusiasm. I finally decided to go ahead and make an audition recording to submit to our worship pastor … hopefully they’ll let me sing sometime. Here’s a link if you’re interested:

O Night Divine

OK, I’ll admit this was not my best effort … I think maybe my throat was a little sore from Christmas caroling or something. Still, you’d think I would hear back from the worship pastor … it has been a week since I submitted my audition, and still no word … weird. What do you think? :)

Tim the Crooner

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Happy Birthday Uncle MoMo!

Today is Tim’s brother’s birthday. We so enjoyed having the PMGE’s living neaby last year. We got to celebrate many holidays and birthdays together. What a joy that was. We miss them!

When we used to live on the peninsula, Mark would often make the trip out to visit us if he was passing through on business. We felt very honored that he would drive all that way just to spend a little time with us. One year Elmo was very popular with the little ones. I can’t remember the exact details but somehow we introduced Mark to David and Sarah as Uncle MoMo. I think they were being silly and asked if he was Elmo. We quickly responded, no, he was Uncle MoMo. This knickname has been ruthlessly repressed by Mark and the rest of his family but still makes an occasional appearance here at our house.

Here’s a picture of Tim and his favorite (one and only) brother, Uncle MoMo.


Notice the characteristic expressions of mature dignity appropriate to men of such high and lofty purpose.

Happy Birthday Mark!!!

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Training Wheels

We’ve been enjoying Indian Summer here in Washington for the last few days, which has been delightful. The weather really seems to have changed on my birthday, for which I take full credit. Yesterday the sun shone all day, and we enjoyed temperatures in the 70’s – I’m told that today is likely to be the same or even a little warmer.

We were finally able to schedule some time at the Duckabush House. It is a little funny, because I have been anxious that the house be sufficiently used by The Refuge as a practice retreat center. During the winter, when usage drops off (what sane person wants to ‘vacation’ in the Duckabush valley in January?) it seems as though the house lies empty week after week. This summer and fall, however, have seen a steady stream of ‘customers’ using the house, and it has been difficult to find a time when we could stay there.


One pleasant surprise was finding that my Dad had arranged for these stairs to be built, a long-intended part of the deck that I started.

In honor of my birthday, we drove out to the Duckabush on Friday night, and spent Saturday, Sunday and Monday there. Dad and I worked on the deck railing, Mom and I planted blueberry seedlings, and a good time was generally had by all. The kids lost no time in arranging play dates and sleepovers with various friends and kept it up all weekend. My folks had planned a birthday meal for me on Sunday, and we invited a bunch of the old gang over for dessert afterward – surprisingly, everyone was able to come. It was very nostalgic to have the house filled up with these five neighbor families and their children. I did a count at one point – considering Kara an adult, I think there were 14 adults and 19 kids in all – a goodly crew.


Mom made me a Black Forest cake, always my favorite.

It has been two years since we moved away from that valley, and a lot has changed in terms of kids growing older and people changing in general. I feel I have matured a bit, which is certainly not before its time. It is very cheerful to see first-hand that being a Christian makes a difference in my life and brings about healing and forgiveness in relationships.


The Main Lodge at The Refuge continues to be built, and may be ready for use by Christmas 2007.

At one point my youngest son (David) arranged his “first sleepover EVER” with a boy he has generally considered to be his “best friend” (even though they rarely see each other these days). As they played together, it was discovered that David did not know how to ride a bike without training wheels. Sadly, he confided to his friend that I would not remove the training wheels from his bike (which was true, but only temporarily). Aghast at such barbaric treatment, David’s friend rushed to teach him to ride his own bike, and offered his own bike as a gift, since I was clearly such an ogre. By the time I heard of it, David had learned to ride a bike without training wheels, and yet another childhood milestone slipped past.


Of course, there is a reason I was reluctant to take off those training wheels …

Over the weekend, David had been angling to celebrate his Special Day with me, since he was next in the rotation. I’ve been trying to do at least two Special Days a week, so that each child gets about two a month with me. They all keep careful watch of the rotation, and each one knows when he or she is next, often campaigning for their turn before the previous child’s day is even completed. Mondays, Tuesdays and Thursdays are the most likely days, but some have snuck theirs in on Fridays or even Saturdays. There is nothing quite so tenacious as a child who is next in line for a Special Day – I guess I should be flattered that they want to spend time with me.

I staunchly refused to celebrate David’s day with him until we returned home from the Duckabush (it was, after all, my birthday) and so he immediately collared me when I arrived home from work on Tuesday. The kids were out riding their bikes, and there was David’s little bike with its Training Wheels, now anathema to a boy (practically grown up) with the heady skill of riding a ‘real’ bike.

We asked David to demonstrate his newfound ability on Rachel’s bike, with the seat lowered all the way down – sure enough, he could ride it! We toyed with the idea of bumping Rachel up to another bike and giving hers to David, until I saw the worried look on his face. “It’s a girl’s bike,” he confided to me. Enough said.


This is not a girl’s bike.

Kathy and I quietly conferred, and agreed that he could no longer be expected to ride the little 12” bike with the training wheels. I jumped in the car and we headed off to the store, not telling David anything about our errand. At one point I asked him if he knew where we were going for his special day – “Sure!” he replied. “We’re going to the dentist!” I nearly had to stop the car, we both giggled so hard. He can be a very silly boy, sometimes.

We arrived at Target and I made a big show of being there to buy a shirt for myself, but we soon found ourselves in the bike section. We found two possible candidates: one, a basic (red) bike for $35, and another, more elaborate (blue) model for $80. I got them both down, and he tried them out. At some point I must have told him how much they cost — the next thing I knew, he had latched onto the cheaper bike. Personally, I was pushing for the bike with more features – I liked the way the height of the seat could be adjusted without requiring tools. I asked him which one he wanted, and he cheerfully replied, “I like the red one, because I don’t want to spend all your money.” My heart immediately melted, and I wanted to buy him the most expensive bike in the store, which may have been his plan – he is a clever rascal.

As it turned out, neither bike seat could be adjusted low enough for our taste, and so we determined to find a bike somewhere else. We tried K-Mart (where a foolhardy clerk tried to sell us on a 16” bike with training wheels, much to David’s disgust) and eventually found a suitable (green) bike at Fred Myers. Returning home as the last light of the day faded, we rushed to try out the bike – sure enough, David was able to get it going without help from anyone. It is tricky for him to get on and off it, and it is hard for him to wheel it about (it weighs almost as much as he does) but I think he really likes it and it has room for him to grow into. On the way home, with the bike safely in the trunk, David said to me, “Thank you for buying me this great bike, Daddy.” When I commented on how pleased I was that he didn’t want to spend all my money, he said, “When people give me something, I try to be respeckful.” It is nice to see that he is taking to heart some of the things we are trying to teach him. He must have thanked me eight or ten more times, over the course of the next several days, which I found very satisfactory.


David’s new bike, fresh out of the trunk.

Hebrews 5:12-13: Anyone who lives on milk, being still an infant, is not acquainted with the teaching about righteousness. But solid food is for the mature, who by constant use have trained themselves to distinguish good from evil.

Thinking about training wheels as a metaphor for spiritual growth, it occurs to me that David is growing up in more ways than one. As a Dad responsible for his spiritual growth as much (or more) than for his physical growth, I couldn’t be more pleased.


Two of my favorite boys, and their wheels.

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