Wednesday, November 19, 2014

when complaints come easier than thanks

Lately it has been all too easy to complain. I won't vent you the details because that would just be my way of getting some sympathy, which by the way, I believe you'd give freely after hearing about the kind of month we've had here.
Instead, I have found that the best cure for self-pity follows a step by step recipe.

First, change your perspective. Seriously reconsider how well-off you are instead of what you're missing.
Next, pour a good cup of strong coffee.
After that, think about others who have it so much worse than you.
Finally, look for way to serve and gift others. It will change your whole attitude.

I found this yummy (yeah... I licked the spoon already) and easy recipe on Pinterest, that I plan to give to some of those people who have made my life easier. I'm truly thankful..... even when I don't think that way. I mean what is Thanksgiving without Thankfulness?


Wednesday, November 12, 2014


I have never been good with numbers; I've never claimed to be good with numbers. In fact I will pretty obviously count on my fingers and toes when addition is required of me. However, I think numbers have been a reoccurring theme in my life lately. For instance, how many numbers will it take in dollars to fix our serious plumbing issue or how many numbers will be needed to help my poor car. We quickly realized those numbers were higher than desired.

One of the biggest numbers that will change is the number of people in our family. God-willing, this May our family will increase from three to four!  Yep. Another Smith in the world to brighten every fall season.
Yet, that's not even the biggest number that we've been focused on lately. After losing a baby in August, we were shocked to find out that we were pregnant so quickly. Actually if you count the weeks in the months, the numbers didn't add up. It was physically impossible for me to be as pregnant as the doctor said I was in October. Good thing I believe that the things that are impossible with man are always possible with God.

That's when we started counting the weeks. Not just so that my morning sickness would subside, but more to get in the "safer" zone for baby number 2 as I will always be at higher risk during the first trimester. At week number eight after just finding out, we thought we lost our little miracle. Then again at week 11. This time we were certain another baby was in Heaven. We've since learned not to count on our own understanding. God has consistently proven time and time again that he doesn't count numbers, logic, or reason. He counts in truth and perfection. His plan for my life and the life of our family is perfect.

Psalm 139:15-16 is that perfect reminder: My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be."

As I try not to count what's left of fall, I remember that each day is a precious gift. While that may be quite cliche, it's the trials and shocks of life that really bring home the reality of the cliche. I'm thankful things aren't always easy because I have a better understanding of who God is and how much He loves me.

When counting, I hope to try this approach instead of my fingers: Teach me, Lord, to number my days right, so that I may gain a heart of wisdom.  -- Psalm 90:12

Take some time today to smell fall. I promise you can count on great results. (p.s. Silas is not disgusted, that' just his "smelling" face")  :D


Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Super Smiths

It's been a busy few weeks with a golden birthday, first tricker treater, and fall festivals. Check out the photo dump from our family with love...

The whole reason we decided to be a super family was because Silas will "fly" on commamd. Just say,"da du da dun da dun! Super Silas!"

One of our favorite couples decided to join our theme with Batman, Catwoman, and little Poison Ivy! She was the cutest!

Matthews cake may have looked sloppy (a little sticking to the lid issue), but it tasted yummy!

Silas and Hudon are truly BFFs already. Adorable!

I attempted some "scary" finger foods for Matthew's birthday, but my "mummy dogs, witch fingers, mini pumpkins, and blood orange soda" all needed explanatory signs.

Silas absolutely loved "turkeying" (his version of trick or treat); he just kept going back for more candy! The secret was to give him his first "sucker" so he knew what candy was. Then he couldn't wait to get more!

Matthew loves building fires, so it was fun to watch our little man help put up our gifted firewood.

Didn't do a whole lot for Matthew's 30th, so I wanted to make up for it for his golden birthday. A surprise party at Top Golf. We had a great time!

Love our local fall festivals. I think we have a little musician on our hands!
Happy Birthday Baby! 

~ SuperBuster