Oviparous Animals Printables

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Spring is the perfect time to talk about eggs and oviparous animals!

What’s that you say? Ovipa-what?!?

Vocabulary word for the day: Oviparous, which means egg-laying.

In full disclosure, I didn’t learn the official term until my first year of teaching! Apparently, I lived under a rock until then. Ahem. Moving on.

Jonah and I have been enjoying the book Chickens Aren’t The Only Ones by Ruth Heller and exploring the world of eggs in preparation for my Once Upon A Book post on Totally Tots. This month’s theme has been Birds, but when I think of birds, I think of eggs….and we all know that birds aren’t the only ones that lay eggs!

Beginning Sounds Animal Sort

We’ve had lots of fun exploring eggs, but you’ll have to head over to my Totally Tots post to read about all of the activities in full! However, I am making some of the printable materials available on my blog for you to enjoy!

Download and Enjoy:

Oviparous Animal Pictures

Oviparous Animal Sort

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Obligatory Easter 2011 Pics

Dear Grandparents and extended family…this post is for you!

So, we’ve hit a stage where Jonah makes a weird face and doesn’t want to cooperate in front of the camera….I’m not gonna lie, it aggravated me and I fussed before church Easter morning. I fussed even more when he did a “baseball slide like Uncle David” in the muddy yard in his Easter outfit. This mama wasn’t happy. Luckily, I got the spot out of his pants before we left for church and he accepted my apology for my slight freak out moment.

All that to say, we barely got any pictures.  I also wish I had a tripod so that we had a picture of everyone together…not that I know how to set up the timer on my camera, but I know I could figure it out.

Jonah Easter 2011 happybrownhouse.com

Jonah Easter 2011 happybrownhouse.com

And only because I don’t know when I’ll see some of my family that might be interested in seeing this….a pregnant belly picture. There ya go, sis!

21 weeks happybrownhouse.com21 weeks and still on the Zofran pump for the Hyperemesis Gravidarum. According to the scale, I’m not gaining weight, but it sure looks like it! As I was typing this post I realized that next year there will be even more people to photograph! Not expecting to have the adoption done by then, but there will be two Happy Brown House boys in matching outfits for sure! Ack! I can hardly stand the excitement at that thought!

Sunday Morning: Easter 2011

Glorious Day (Living He Loved Me) by Casting Crowns

One day when Heaven was filled with His praises
One day when sin was as black as could be
Jesus came forth to be born of a virgin
Dwelt among men, my example is He
Word became flesh and the light shined among us
His glory revealed

Living, He loved me
Dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He’s coming
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day

One day they led Him up Calvary’s mountain
One day they nailed Him to die on a tree
Suffering anguish, despised and rejected
Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He
Hands that healed nations, stretched out on a tree
And took the nails for me

Living, He loved me
Dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He’s coming
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day

One day the grave could conceal Him no longer
One day the stone rolled away from the door
Then He arose, over death He had conquered
Now He’s ascended, my Lord evermore
Death could not hold Him, the grave could not keep Him
From rising again

Living, He loved me
Dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He’s coming
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day

One day the trumpet will sound for His coming
One day the skies with His glories will shine
Wonderful day, my Beloved One, bringing
My Savior, Jesus, is mine

Living, He loved me
Dying, He saved me
Buried, He carried my sins far away
Rising, He justified freely forever
One day He’s coming
Oh glorious day, oh glorious day

Oh, glorious day! Happy Easter from The Happy Brown House!

Some Days…

You just have to hit the button “Mark All As Read” in your Google Reader because the sheer number of blog posts stresses you out. Hitting the delete button is the quickest way to clear the clutter, without having to exert any energy.

You think about just deleting your Facebook account all together because you just can’t seem to say the right things and things always seem to get misconstrued on a screen.

You’d rather just stay in bed and pull the covers over your head.

You’d like to hop in the van and just run away to a place where no one knows your name. Extra points if there is sand and waves to carry away your thoughts.

You wonder why you keep doing the same things over and over expecting different results.

You feel like a lion, roaring just because you can.

It’s been one of those days here. It seems fitting that on the eve of my Savior’s Crucifixion celebration I’m such a mess. Tomorrow, all of my sin and mess will be nailed to His cross…literally. Our church is having a “nailing service” and communion for Good Friday and I feel I need it more and more every second of today. It’s almost as if the enemy of my soul is trying to get in one last attack on my heart before the celebration. But I’ve got news for the enemy, tonight I’m kneeling at the cross…

At The Cross-Hillsong

I’ll Never Forget…

I know the pain of fertility struggles. While we had no trouble becoming pregnant the first time, the second didn’t come easily. It took almost three years. While that may be a small amount to some who have tried for years longer, the pain is no different. I hope I never forget what it feels like to ache with love for a child you don’t have. Recently, a young lady I love dearly saw my growing belly and tears formed in her eyes. I knew exactly what it was that caused her pain. It’s sad that something so joyous as a baby bump, can also cause pain to someone struggling with fertility. I hope I never forget what it feels like to see someone else’s growing family and yearn for your own…

HOUSE FINCH NEST AND EGGSphoto credit: Cariboub via flickr

I’ll never forget the happy squeals from huddled ladies at church. I’ll never forget walking through the obstacle course of babies to drop Jonah off at his Sunday School room. To a woman struggling with fertility, Sunday morning is anything but fun in a baby-booming church. And then there’s the well-meaning people who ask when you’re planning to have another baby…because everyone else in your age bracket has two children, but you. Do you dare tell them how long you’ve been taking medicines to help regulate your body and the uncomfortable doctor visits where they ask the most personal questions? You don’t. You force a smile and say, “We’ll see…” while trying not to burst into the ugly cry.

I’ll never forget being pulled aside by friends who wanted to break the news gently that they were expecting. And feeling genuinely happy for them, but secretly going home to cry with Ray and mourn my own barren state. Because no matter how happy you are for a friend you love, you can’t help but feel loss at what you don’t have. But I am thankful. They loved me and knew me well enough to care about how I heard the news. They knew that I would rather hear it from them gently, than hear it through the grapevine in public and feel “put on the spot”.

I’ll never forget taking pregnancy tests filled with hope…only to start my period the next day. It was then that I cursed the medicine that didn’t work…again.

Feather Your Nest Necklacephoto credit: ERiaDesigns via Etsy

I’ll never forget reading Hannah’s story over and over again. Praying the same prayers that she prayed so long ago. Finding hope that God opened her womb and gave her a son, but knowing that He is God and doesn’t have to do the same for me. Mourning over hope deferred, and praying for a desire to be fulfilled. I’ll never forget praying that God would open my womb and my heart to whatever He had planned for me…but deep down hoping it was my womb, instead of my heart. I held up that prayer with a closed fist, instead of open hands of praise.

I’ll never forget the look of helplessness in Ray’s eyes. It seemed to be the one thing that he couldn’t fix. So many times he held me as I cried myself to sleep. When insensitive comments from others brought me to my knees, all he could do was pray and hold me.

I’ll never forget the guilt over wanting more. It’s not that I wasn’t thankful for Jonah…quite the opposite. I think it made it harder because I know the joy a baby can bring…not just all the “what if” thoughts, but the “remember when” thoughts. Deep down I knew that our family wasn’t complete yet. There was still more love to go around and a general consensus with all of us that someone was missing. Jonah began asking for babies. We soon included him in praying for God to send us a baby. He joined us in prayer…and look at us now–adopting AND pregnant!

I’ll never forget the day we decided to stop trying. I mourned deeply. There were lots of ugly cries. I knew where we were headed, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that I wasn’t done. It wasn’t what I had “planned” or envisioned. I had to grieve over this before I was ready to move on to adoption. While we have always wanted to adopt, I had to deal with these feelings infertility brought up and put them to rest. It was only when I accepted that I might never conceive again and was seriously ok with it, that I felt I could move on. It was only when I could accept what God might have for me without pregnancy that I was ready. Because I believe God is a good God and has my best interest in mind, I had to learn to accept that He had a plan…and it might not involve pregnancy. It was only when I could say, “Lord, I will praise you baby or not” that I could move on. I know too many people who have gotten stuck there, but I knew I had to move past it.

Now I know this, God used this time to bring me to an awareness of the struggles of women facing infertility. While it wasn’t a fun lesson to learn, it was only through this time that I have a testimony of God’s faithfulness to share with my sweet friend praying Hannah’s prayers. Ray and I firmly believe it was this time of yearning, that brought us to the point of saying YES with everything within us when God called us to adopt. And about this pregnancy…I’m still in shock. I laugh and feel somewhat silly when I tell people we run into that haven’t heard the news yet. With every baby kick, I say a prayer of thanks.

One thing I know for sure, I’ll never forget.

Pennies & Blessings

I can’t believe I almost forgot to tell you about another place to hear from me…
Pennies and Blessings
My friend Mandy from Pennies and Blessings, has a fabulous team of writers and I’ve joined them to share some Frugal Family Fun! Pennies and Blessings is so much more than a coupon/deal website. It offers information about living well on a frugal budget–military life, at home, bargain shopping, frugally green, thrifty kitchen,  family fun and saving & giving. Living frugally so we can use our blessings to impact the world is a choice for our family, but it doesn’t mean that we can’t live well. My first post is up and offers 10 Ideas for Frugal Spring Fun. I’d love it if you’d join me over there today!

Sunday Morning