Thursday, February 9, 2012

Does his own stunts

Today I'm linking up with the M.O.B. Society "Let's Hear it For the Boys". Please stop by and see the other blogs linking up there!


 Mama! I got up here myself! I'm a real stuntman!
We know real stuntmen and he is fearless like them.  
Not too fearless though, cause Mama's heart needs him safe still!
 Mama, I love you!
I love you too pal! You are my joy. 
 Sleeping like a cat in the sun...good job buddy!
Thumbs up Mama! This is so much fun!

I'm a Mama to a boy. A farm boy, a stuntman in training, a special boy who loves to learn and play. A boy who can ask about good and evil and Star Wars all day long!  He loves Jesus and God's creation.  

I'm proud of his giving heart, his loving spirit. He is a true witness to grace.

He makes me so proud doing his school work, practicing jui jitsui and looking out for littler guys.  He is teaching his puppy to be a jui jitsui dog because she was abandoned as a baby, tied up in the bush, and is very afraid of so many things.  He wonders about saving hearts and having them grow large in love, and how God works in the world.  He loves reading the Bible with me.

I don't brag about him much, but I'm really proud to be raising this child, this special miracle from God, and praying and guiding him into being a big guy.  His Daddy and I love him, and honour him.

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Critters, Fog and Frost

Anna how DID you get up there? Huh! Huh!


You mean this is not a cat shelter? Really...

Frost on a foggy morning.

Hay bales, fog and hoar frost.


Spikes so sharp looking and yet so terribly delicate!



Good thing no one was looking for a groundhog's shadow here today, you wouldn't have found the groundhog in this fog!



A splash of red, hello grosbeak!

Foggy breakfast



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Friday, January 20, 2012

Stuck in Seuss

Sneeches on beaches, wickets doing pickets.
I'm Mama to a boy who loves his Seuss.
Weaving my tongue through the wordy thickets,
Twisting, tying, dancing, and laughing like a Snoose.

A Snoose you say, what's that you aren't sure?
It's a critter of course, of moderate size and snout.
Brightly colored they move so fast it's a blur.
They laugh and laugh, belly in and belly out.

A laughing Snoose! What could be better?
Their laughs can move buildings, bridges and walks
they laugh freely, loosely, wildly, without fetter.
They laugh alone, they laugh in pairs and in flocks!

Laugh with a book by Seuss, a poem by Shel.
Laugh with a song, laugh with a look, laugh and laugh,
Laugh with a grown up, laugh with a child, laugh alone as well.
Just laugh and laugh, be sure to laugh whole'y and not by half.

Inspired by our love of great read aloud books, especially the wonderful creations of Seuss!
Copyright 2012 Shanyn Silinski

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Farm Fun Part II


The dugout slopes were just right for some sliding...











Thanks for the help Daddy!



And an assist from Anna as well.





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Farm Fun Part I


Freckles is wondering what Luke is doing with the remote control truck...


Archie is interested but also not quiet sure...

Archie and Brazos can't wait to see who is going to get chased next!

Now THAT is farm fun!


Nothing better than farm fun for farm boys...





Brindle wonders if this truck hauls cookies...or carrots...or apples...





Anna doesn't think the truck is as much fun as chasing a soccer ball or chasing cows...

Lazarus, Luke and Anna...

Aurora and Lazarus




Now that's moving cows buddy!
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Thursday, December 22, 2011

Merry Christmas!


Wishing you all the brightest blessings of the season for your family and friends.
(Click on the image if you wish to see the card larger!)

Friday, December 9, 2011

Here She Comes

She loves to run!
Her body is built for it.
Feet strong, legs powerful and body so sleek.
Tail a waving rudder and her face shows pure joy.

You can't see it when she is after the cows.
The determination shows on her canine face.
She is in her element, she is doing her job.

When she is done, her joy complete, she finds me.
She runs back for a ride, some praise 
and always the love.



Feathers loves to go, but her joy is only complete
once she has come back to me.
There is nothing like the joy of a dog with a job.

Copyright 2011 Shanyn Silinski (words and images)
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