The Days are Long, but the Years are Short

Life at The Castle


Daniel and Jack

Things My Boys Said Today

Daniel (crying): I hate ants.  They are the worst creatures!  Why did God make them to eat my doughnut?

Jack (as Daniel outran a “dinosaur” at the museum): Great evasive maneuvering!


Another First

This evening we had our first broken bone.  Jack and a friend from church were playing in the fellowship hall at church while several ladies and I prepared for our last night of Narnia Camp.  According to Jack’s story (while under the influence of truth serum aka pain medication), they were racing and as they came to the finish line, Jack jumped as his friend fell.  The end result of the collision was that Jack tripped over his friend and landed on his elbow, fracturing his arm just above the elbow.  He was pitiful.

Brian was leaving work when I called, and he came right to church to take us to the ER.  My dear friend Holly who had been with me the entire time (getting ice and holding a book as I read aloud to Jack to help him stay calm and generally being the wonderful friend that she is) offered to take care of Daniel so that he could stay for Narnia Camp.

After the normal rigmarole of x-rays and pain medication, they told us what my gut had told me a couple of hours before.  Now comes the fun part of the story.  Did you know that there is a fun part of a story about a sweet kid who breaks his arm?  There is, and it is called:  post-pain medication conversation.  I spent a good deal of time this evening laughing at what Jack was saying or trying not to laugh at what Jack was saying.  Here’s a little sampling for you, just the few that we could remember.

  • I feel great!  Great!  I’ve never felt this good before!
  • (At the drive thru of the pharmacy) Look at that drawer!  How did it do that?  That’s FANCY!
  • (In response to my command that he not run around with his friends) Don’t worry.  I’ve learned my lesson.
  • I feel sssoooooo good.
  • (singing) I’m a Duffer!  I’ve got a big gray beard!
  • Next stop: to get my brother! I can’t wait to see my brother!
  • Cheeseburger from WENDY’S!!

I best get into bed because it may be a long night once the medication wears down.  The score for hospital bracelets stands at Daniel:5, Jack:2.

This kid…


This kid is the answer to a thousand prayers that I whispered in the dark and the prayers of faithful friends and family.  He was the first person to call me “Mommy” and is the spitting image of his daddy.  This kid shows me what toughness looks like when it’s wrapped up in a little boy body.  He goes all in, 100% at whatever he decides to do.  This kid is all boy.  Today, this kid is 7 years old, and he is proud and happy and a little condescending towards his brother (who “will never catch him because he was born first”).

I am thankful to the Lord a million times over that He gave me the beautiful gift of motherhood in this kid, and I will love and pray for him as long as there is breath in my body and then some.

Happy birthday, my Daniel!  May the Lord bless you with many more!

Daniel’s Duke Commentary

Here are Daniel’s comments during the first 12 minutes of tonight’s Duke game.  Daniel is an interactive basketball watcher so imagine an adorable, pajama-clad boy jumping around and cheering for his team.  I missed a comment or two in the noise of the game, but you get the picture.  🙂

Duke is fantastic-er!

Virginia is the king at this game. Isn’t that right?

Go Duke!

I want Duke to have the ball.

Trouble for Okafor?  (No, travel.)

Yeah, Duke!  2 -2…all tied up!


We almost got three points.


Virginia is terrible.


Man, Duke, Duke, Duke, Duke, Duke!  Go Duke!

Man!  When I said, “Go Duke!” it made Duke get the ball!

Yeah!  Jack, we’ve got 4!  Yeah!

If we say, “Duke is great!” that will make they score the goal and get 6!


Duke’s pass did the trick!

Go Duke!

Go Duke.

Hey, Jackie, if Duke scores this one, Duke will get 10.  So we want them to do that, right?

UH!  Who gets the ball?  The referee?

(singing) Ten points for Duke, Ten points for Duke.

Duke is playing very well tonight.  Right, Dad?

YEAH!  Hey, Mommy!  We have 1-ten 3 and they only have 1-ten 1!

Yeah, Duke!  We have 1-ten 5!

Now we got 1-ten 7 but the white team only has 11!

Aww man!  Now they have 1-ten 3 but we’re still winning.

If we get another point, we’ll have 1-ten 8.  Right, Jackie?

Yeah!  Duke, Duke, Duke!

The Mountain

The boys are playing with some Imaginext men in the bathtub.  I just overheard Jack say, “They are going to hike to Mt. Toilet Bowl.”  Sounds like a dangerous expedition.

Brotherly Love

This morning Jack drew a picture for Daniel.  The drawing was of the two of them standing under a rainbow, and he brought it to me, asking me to write “I love you” on it for him.  So I did, but evidently not in the correct place.  He asked again, being careful to specify where the writing should be.  When I handed it back to him, he said, “Two ‘I love  you’ words!  That should clue him in!!”  And my heart just melted.  Even though there are days that feel like the bickering (over imaginary things, people) will never end, they truly love one another and are building a friendship that we pray will hold strong throughout their lives.

Things Church Kids Say

There have been a couple of hilarious conversations lately that let me know that the boys are always listening even if they aren’t always understanding.  Here are a few clips from recent life:

Daniel: What are the reindeer’s names?  Ummm…Comet, Cupid, Doctrine, Blitzen…

Jack (randomly while he and I were eating cheeseburgers on our date night): Mom, did you know “the way of the wicked will not prosper?”

Me: I did.  I’m glad you know it too.

Jack: I heard it in a church song.

The Time Has Come

Mr. Thompson and I always knew that the time would come to tell Daniel about his stroke.  When?  Why?  How?  We didn’t know then, but we trusted that the Lord would make it clear to us as we parented Daniel to the best of our abilities.  Last week the time arrived.  I had hoped that we could wait longer.  Maybe until he was 8 or 10 or… 

But Daniel found himself sitting down to do his copywork on last Wednesday, and despite all of his efforts (and friends, those efforts were heroic), he could not make his B look like the B that was already there nor could he make his B look as good as Jack’s.  And for the first time, he recognized it.  Frustration poured out of him as he began to verbally tear himself to pieces.  I rushed over from the kitchen sink and helped and consoled and reassured, but I knew right then that the time had come.  I talked it over with Mr. Thompson that night, and we decided to do it over the weekend.  On Thursday, I gave copywork with only straight line letters.  Friday we had a shortened day with only Bible and math.  Saturday was the big day.

Overall I’d have to say that it went well.  I showed him pictures from his NICU stay and explained that he had a stroke when he was in my belly.  I explained in 6 year-old terms what that meant.  Mr. Thompson and I talked about the consequences of the stroke and the things that weren’t consequences of the stroke (No, dear, everyone has to practice before they can skate or hit a baseball.).  “Do you have any questions?”  “Could I have a TV time now?” 

Daniel is a true introvert.  He loves people and isn’t shy, but he’s a thinker.  He mulls things over before he commits to expressing his thoughts aloud.  So we’re waiting to see how he’ll respond, and we’re praying.  Pray along, please.

A New School Year

Plumfield Academy is in full swing, my friends!  Today we started our third week of school so I figured I should go ahead and post the pictures from the first day.  :/  We’ve made some scheduling changes and I’ve been happy with them (especially since they include a break and a chance for me to wash the breakfast dishes while the boys do their copywork!).  It’s taken pretty much all of the last two weeks, but today things transitioned smoothly from one thing to the next so I think that the boys are finally in the groove of the new schedule.  WOOHOO!  I continue to be so thankful that I am able to stay at home with the boys and teach them from a Biblical worldview.

IMG_5697 IMG_5706

Blog at

Up ↑