Aedon Answering Book: Questions and Answers

I had not logged on here for almost a year to date! I then noticed I hadn't posted these..they are pretty funny and I can not believe how much he has grown in the last year!  well, here was the never posted draft....


My eldest son Aedon, is was 5 1/2 yrs old.

He had some questions and I had some questions for him. 
Here are the results!

"Aedon, if you could ask a question to a dog, what would it be?"

"How do you poop?"-Aedon

(ha ha!)

"What is the strangest thing you have ever seen?"

"The strangest thing of the werld(not a typo) is a alien." -Aedon

"You saw an alien?"
"No."- Aedon

"okay, okay. Next question...
Why do you kick you're brother?"

"Because I want to, Imean I don't want to kick him." - Aedon


Well he has always been a truthful boy!  I hope to continue these random questions more regularly, it is a kick to look back at!  Hope this spring is promising new joy and laughter.

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 Sometimes I wish I had the time and the want to blog more.
But when I have any moment, I drink my tea. The End.

Another year, another day

Doesn't that sound like such a downer?  I could hear eeor(is that how his name is spelled?) saying that!  Just another day.

Or is it?  No way..everyday is a brand new gift!  My day after new years weekend  was awesome.  Filled with normal everyday tasks..but they seemed to have a different flow about them.  We got to have an extra day with Grant, spend breakfast lunch and dinner all together. And lunch was simple, yet not made by me AND guilt free.  I tend to do all the food cookin' around here. If i dont..i tend to feel a bit guilty. One of the lovely girls from youth group stopped by for a bit.  Aedon then had to get his first tooth filling.  It went very well and fast...we were in at 2:45 and out of the building by 3:15!  We went to roebucks for a smoothie, very good indeed.

Then an evening with the family,  so nice.  Some times the simple , everyday goings, are the best.  You just have to take the time to appreciate them!

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Importance

Importance is an interesting topic. It is measured by a wide variety of ways.

im·por·tance      noun

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1. the quality or state of being important; consequence; significance.

2.important position or standing; personal or social consequence.

3.consequential air or manner: an air of bustling importance.

4. Obsolete . an important matter.

5. Obsolete . importunity.

"There are no little events in life, those we think of no consequence may be full of fate, and it is at our own risk if we neglect the acquaintances and opportunities that seem to be casually offered, and of small importance."

-Amelia E. Barr

1peter 4:8

Most important of all, continue to show deep love for each other, for love covers a multitude of sins.

Factual, Fate, Love. What is importance measured by; for me... well I dont quite believe in Fate, as here...(Synonyms 1. karma, kismet; chance, luck. Fate, destiny, doom refer to the idea of a fortune, usually adverse, that is predetermined and inescapable. The three words are frequently interchangeable. Fate stresses the irrationality and impersonal character of events: It was Napoleon's fate to be exiled. The word is often lightly used, however: It was my fate to meet her that very afternoon. Destiny emphasizes the idea of an unalterable course of events, and is often used of a propitious fortune: It was his destiny to save his nation. Doom especially applies to the final ending, always unhappy or terrible, brought about by destiny or fate: He met his doom bravely. foreordain, preordain. )

I do know there is a plan that is great and a reason for everything.

Love is the judge of importance in my life. Since I laid eyes on my beautiful baby, Aedon, I realized there was something of sooo much greater importance in my life than I. Now having Two...wow. It was a day of a greater head to heart connection. Having a child shook me out of my selfishness and re-arranged my world. Defenitly something to learn and grow into, also!

God is so good. His love I eagerly seek. In doing so, he presents me with greater understanding of importance in life. A greater love for my children(which I hadnt thought possible). A greater love for my husband...for my family, friends...the youth I'm priviledge to befriend...and a love and compassion for those I don't know.

Once I opened the door to God and his eyes, which i still only have a glimse, I began to have this well of compassion for others. Wanting to share love and joy with others. Wanting to give what Only God can. Blessed we are, that God gives us a bonus. All we are to do is love God and be Loved, Getting to love others is a bonus. Getting to share IN love with others is an even greater bonus, yet still only extra.

Getting to know God and intimately sharing yourself with him, is the greatest and of most importance of this world. I pray that anything which happens in my life... I can show and share the greatest importance with my sons, family and friends... and you too. Be loved and love.

Head to Heart.... the connect, again.

Have you ever had the thought about realizing a friend, loved one, someone you knew, yourself, could die at any given moment.  I mean it happens all the time.. maybe not to you personally, but some where, some one is lost to those who are living. 

About three weeks ago I had, again, been pondering of that thought.  I could die at any moment, my children could die, my husband, a friend.  What was the last thing I told them?  Have I lavished love on that person?  Then I carried on, just letting that fear sit in mind for a bit.

Then about a week later, a friend did die.  Unexpectidly, without reason.  A sudden car crash without any seamingly answers of why.  Not that, that, would make a difference at this point.  So, then I find myself at that thought again.  Any moment, some one could die, and someone could be the one I love soooo much. 

Now I didnt have a close relationship/friendship with this person, yet I would call him a friend.  Brandon Krauch was a friend.  He had such Joy, and I only regret not making the time to get to become closer friends. 

That moment when I thought about how sudden one's life can be gone from this earth, I turned towards a differnt thought path this time.  So do I need another tragic death of a friend, a loved one, to "wake me up" in a sense.  Or to give me a better understanding of how fragile our lives are.  No.   I decided to say no.  For me I have the answer, and I have not been fully living it. 

The most Tragic death already happened for me.  The only thing I need to wake me up and do as i need to.  Long ago a tragic death, yet most glorious thing happened to save my life.  Jesus died on the cross, and for me.  God's love is so great.  It's the greatest tradgedy that ended in such Glory!  He died and I dont have to live in fear, as long as I'm living for him, with his new purpose for my life. 

God has a plan and I am worthy.  God loves us so much. so-much.  He is crying out for our souls, not only when we die... but now.  So the realization came...about how easliy our earthly life can be done, but how much more Jesus did.  No more reason to worry and no more reason to wait. 

I am "awake", and no I don't need anyone else to die for me to understand.  Jesus Died on that cross to save our sad lives.  Our sickness, our pain, our confusion, our fears.  All gone once we accept the sacrifice of Jesus.  Also... guess what....you've heard it, but it has been downplayed, Jesus didnt just die... he took the weight of all our hurts and hurtings on himself. ALL of them, of EVERYONE.  Then to top it off... The greatest Tragedy turned Glorious in his Ressurection.  He is Alive.  Didn't just die and is in some abyss of death... no!  He rose from the dead to show God's triumph over sin.

This is to be our image to follow.  We either die in our sins.... or admit our sins and ask for forgiveness.  Then Live with Jesus. ALIVE.  His pure love and light pouring into us first.  Then allowing so much from our loving father, that it overflows.  This may seem like a confusing concept...or an easy concept... all I know is I had so much filfth inside that I didn't even know how to let myself be loved.  I was trying to love others, yet I was not getting filled.  We have to humble ourselves and let God love us.  We can't think ourselves into love.  We have to just be and ask God to fill us up. 

I don't have it all figured out, and I know I wont have it all in this life.... but I do know I am only ready for more. and more and more and more!  I am also ready to not be afraid of sharing what I do know of God's love with others... doesnt mean im not afraid, but im ready to start learning to get out of my comfort zone.  The truth is... Thats where God can be found many times. 

Anyone who reads this, know this,  even if I dont know you.... God does and he loves you.  Also the more you let got love you... the more love and compassion for others will just become natural.  If I do know you... know this... there is love I have for you too.  It may seem strange, but Gods love is so great, and when we open ourselves to him, eventually his love pours out.  I can't help it... I also don't always express it, but I do care for those I know.

In love and honor to Jesus... the greatest tradgedy turned Glorious. 
and in loving memory of a friend, Brandon Krauch.   December 2011.

Graeson Immanuel Austin

 Our second son is born.  April 27th 2011.  9lbs 14oz(same as Aedon!)

Before we knew it was going to be a boy, I was kinda on the edge of not healthy thinking and wanting a girl, bad.  At one point Grant brought up the name Gracelynn if it was a girl....i was soooo against that name. 
The evening i found out it was no longer it, but a Boy for sure, I had a name come across my mind on the way home.  How about Graeson!  Now is that just too silly.  I was completely against Gracelynn, but hey... what about Graeson.  So i believe there is only one answer, but God inspired... I didn't even put those two together until a while later! 

 So our beloved second son continued his adventure to birth.  Changing plans from Hospital to Home Birth was a big one and so far into the pregnancy.  I was 36weeks pregnant when we had the notion of switching.  It wasnt a brand new idea, just when you have been planning one way and then switch last notice... it is a bit to wrap your head around!

The day came for his arrival... contractions that i knew would stay and increase came around 930pm on the 26th.  The experience of feeling and moving and walking through contractions is quite different than that of being drugged up and imobolized on a hospital bed with needles, tubes, and wires connecting you to one place.  At the time...I am not one to like childbirthing.  Looking back, I did like this one way better.  I still dont want to birth any more children, but this was an amazing birth!  We bought a tub to birth in.  I was dissapointed though.  I was at 6cm at one point and my midwife decided i could get in the bath if I wanted.  Reading up on this prior, I had expected to progress to what i needed.  But low and behold... i was in there for 2 hours with continual contractions and had only progressed to 7cm.  Sucky!  At that we all agreed, in my hesitation, to brake my water... That does get the ball rolling, so to speak!  I then went into heavy labor right away and birthed Graeson within 45minutes!  I was glad the progress moved along so swiftly.  I was not glad it took 15minutes just from crowning, to his head being fully out!

I made it, Graeson made it and Grant helped along the way too!  We had a joke early on between Grant and myself.  I once said "wouldn't be funny if we got some major Portuguese throw-back baby?"  Grant hadn't thought much of that at the time.  One day we were watching the news at someones house, when a black woman came on.  Grant goes on to say.. " Oh like her..." referring to what i had said.  Funny  Grant,  Yes my Portuguese heritage means Black  At the time it was funny, but then I talked with someone who knows their history!  Portugal was very big in the slave trading market.  Back when slavery was being abolished,  many slaves became apart of peoples families and intermarried between the different people.    So, now in fact I just might have black or who ever else in my heritage.  I have been having trouble finding my heritage by the way.. if you know any ideas... let me know, thanks ( John Dunphy was my father's biological, and one of his parents was full Portuguese)

And out came Graeson, with his Brown hair and Brown eyes, with olive toned skin!   I love my two boys
so much.  There is nothing that could replace the love i have for them!  I am so priviledged God has given me two boys to raise up in God's Kingdom!  I feel honored to be the mother of two incredible boys who bring Glory and Honor to God.  Thats right... i love em' and i love God!  awesomeness.

YEAH!!!!!  

Thirty five weeks el'Prego: The list of what one should do....

Ha... i started this one way back when..... i was still pregnant. We decided to put wood flooring in.... then unexpectedly cut a hole in the wall to peek under the stairs.... In that process we then moved the pantry to the washer closet and the washer and dryer to the garage. Also besides the house projects, I switched doctors and planned on having a home birth. that should be a post in itself...but i dont post enough as we can all see :) Alot has changed since Week 35 of being pregnant. I am not the mother of a five year old and a five month old! Graeson Immanuel Austin Pickens was born on April 27 2011 at 4:36 am. He recieved my characteristics with dark hair, dark brown eyes and that lovely Portuguese skin tone. I have trouble when my boys are older! A blond blue eyed and a brown brown eyed boy. Both too handsom for their own good! This was just a random update from a title post never made!