Arbor Day is my new favorite holiday. Here’s why: It’s a chance to get outdoors, see my neighbors, get my kids involved in planting some trees and caring for our yard, and it’s a pre-party that greases the wheels for the block party. My husband told me that casting vision to my neighbors for an Arbor Day Party would be as easy as pitching an Encyclopedia party, but on the contrary- people were really excited! I was shocked when we had between 20-30 individuals & families participate by coming to the event and/or ordering 345(!!) trees!
Here’s all of what we did & my suggestions for making your Arbor Day party a success…
The event lasted a little over one hour & was held outside in our clubhouse parking lot. We encouraged neighbors to bring their coffee and walk up with their wagons. Thankfully, it was 70 degrees and gorgeous or we would’ve had to meet for most of the time inside the clubhouse. People came and mingled around the tables, saying hi to neighbors. The tables all started with the letter “S”:
1. Seedlings Table. We ordered seedlings through the Missouri Department of Conservation. They were only $6 for 10 trees and although our city offers free seedlings for Arbor Day, we wanted something super convenient and neighborhood-centered, where they could walk up to the clubhouse, get their trees, some fun snacks & kid-friendly stations. I admit it was a little complicated trying to order trees for people because they come in bundles of ten and not everyone wanted 10 trees- a lot of people just want a few and want to mix and match. But people were able to switch out with other neighbors and one neighbor who shares my love for trees (and actually works at a local nursery) ended up graciously taking over this part of the event for me, which was a HUGE help. She also got us several door prizes and picked out the large tree for our planting “ceremony” (see below). It really helps to have other neighbors who are in it with you and want to jump in as there are needs- I couldn’t have pulled all this off without her!
2. Sensory Table. One woman from our neighborhood who is really into gardening ran with this. She was amazing! She brought a snack-shaped dried gourds she painted & cut open… Kids got to play with worms, see inside a birdhouse gourd & count tree rings. They also got to taste and smell coffee beans & herbs (i.e.: chocolate mint, fennel, thyme, oregano, chives, sage, purple sage). And last but not least, they got to plant their choice of seeds (pumpkin, carrot, lettuce & watermelon) in some potting soil. They had a blast! Next year, I will bring somee magnifying glasses (I forgot them) with some twigs pulled open they could look at and maybe some succulents for them to feel. I also brought some leftover bug headbands I’d had from June’s Junebug party a couple years ago.
3. Share the Wealth Table. The idea was that people can bring any extras they have & would be willing to divide or share- bulbs, veggies, grasses, seeds… Not a ton of people brought things to share, but I’m hoping this could catch on in years to come.
4. Snack Table. Pinterest was so helpful. Another neighbor ran with this completely & did a fruit platter, bran muffins and dirt pudding in plastic cups with gummy worms (you could also use tiny terra cotta pots). There’s more you could do, too- like donut acorns, earth muffins, mud pie cookies… there are so many cute ideas!
5. Play Nature Bingo and do drawing from local nursery. Make sure you bring rocks to cover the spaces in case it’s windy.
6. Five minute Tree Education Time. We had a friend who is studying Plant Science & Horticulture share briefly on how awesome trees are and their many benefits- anyone could do this.
7. Tree Planting Ceremony for the kids. This was the best part! We got 6 kids shovels and a bunch of spades and gathered all the kids around to plant a gorgeous Shortleaf Pine on our neighborhood grounds. We had the hole already dug (highly recommend!) and the kids loved getting to plant the tree together!
Here are a few more pics from the day:
It was an awesome morning & I love that neighbors left and were all in their yards, planting their trees! Consider doing something for Arbor Day, even if it’s just you & a couple other friends or family members. The kids will love it and you will, too.
What sensory activities have you done related to Arbor Day? Or what’s a fun snack you’ve done that was fun!
“In ancient Israel, the depth of their gratitude was so great that singing a song wasn’t enough… Saying a prayer wasn’t enough. Their sacrifice was costly…
…The depth of their thankfulness was so great that the expression of their thankfulness had to be equally great.”
– Dr. Jay Sklar, Covenant Seminary
In college, you have your whole life before you. You have opportunities to see the world, give a year or two of your life to go somewhere you’ve never been and serve in ways that push you out of your comfort zone. There is a call to take steps of faith, broaden our horizons and climb new mountains. The New Testament book of Matthew tells us that Jesus himself tells us to GO and make disciples. And all of that is scary and unknown and exciting.
But eventually, wherever you go and whatever you do will become less scary because it will be known and then eventually and naturally less exciting, too. Unless you keep GO-ing to new places for the rest of your life (which I do believe some, but very few are called to do) for most of us, the abnormal will become… just normal and what felt so extraordinary will eventually become… just ordinary. What if much of the Christian life is about walking with God in those normal, ordinary moments and more about being thankful and faithful in the boring, unseen events of life than continuing to GO, do something grand, and have some big cause? What if the big cause is just walking with Christ in wherever He has you? Whether as a wife or a mom or a teacher or a neighbor or whatever?
That’s where some of our expectations may be in conflict- the Christian life that was supposed to be so exciting (and still is in some ways) is also kind of… boring. That camp or summer mission high just isn’t able to be sustained and there are real life responsibilities and boring things like washing your dishes and buying groceries and responding to emails and maybe someday wiping little bottoms like me. As much as fun and exciting and biblical to motivate toward GO, there may not always be the training and encouragement for when you’ve GONE and now it’s time to STAY. When real life settles in and you’re tired of your boss or kids or your neighbors or your husband or your church and in STAYING there are real hurts and real disapointments. How do I keep relating to God and giving thanks in those places that aren’t so exciting… or do I just GO…again?
A recent book that’s come out called The Imperfect Pastor: Discovering Joy in Our Limitations through a daily apprenticeship with Jesus talks about what it means to walk with God in faithfulness in the unseen, ordinary, often mundane places.
He calls it the anticlimax of the Christian life.
As I was preparing my thoughts about what it means to give thanks in the mundane, I couldn’t help but browse a little on Kara Tippen’s website. Maybe you’ve heard of her- her story has become well known- she’s s a mom of 4 who devastatingly lost her life to cancer recently and she chronicled her journey on a blog called Mundane Faithfulness. As I scanned a few posts I found this verse:
I will offer to you the sacrifice of THANKSGIVING
and call on the name of the LORD. Psalm 116:17
It got me thinking about the sacrifice of thanksgiving, about the cost. The cost for that mom to give thanks in the midst of dying and leaving husband and four children behind. The sacrifice that that must have been. What had it cost her to give thanks in that?
What does your mundane look like? What are the monotonous things that happen over & over again that wear on you?
My mundane is sippy cups & stoppers. Wrapping poopy diapers in plastic bags and walking them to the trash in the garage. Lots of Crying. Screaming. WHINING!!!!!!! And that’s just my husband, let alone my kids 😉 Making sure the girls have socks to wear in the morning (no thought if they match- I seriously don’t care). Singing to them at bedtime and yell at me to change the song as I’m singing from Silent Night to O Holy Night to Jingle Bells without finishing even one… Sitting down at night and hearing one the girls’ sound machines as they open their door again or hearing a baby cry when I just want to relax.
My mundane, ordinary, non glamorous world.
What does it cost you… What do you feel you personally sacrifice when you choose to give thanks in your mundane world? What is in direct conflict or mutually exclusive with thankfulness that has to die if thankfulness wins?
For me, it’s my entitlement, my “rights”- my right to sit down or be sad or grouchy or to wallow. I deserve this hour off. I can’t keep going. You’re interrupting my down time.
Interestingly enough, the idea of thanksgiving being a sacrifice goes deeper and broader than just a thought this psalmist had. In fact, for God’s people in the Old Testament, it was built into their lives and into their very way of relating to God. We see that in the third book of the Bible, Leviticus.
In the story of God’s people throughout the first 2 books of the Bible- Genesis & Exodus, God and the Israelites had been through some highlights and some lowlights. They had seen God do great & wondrous things on their behalf… and they had also had long seasons of feeling abandoned by God and then grumbling and complaining and unbelief and wandering around aimlessly- both literally and figuratively in their “walks with God.”
And when the book of Leviticus begins, the Israelites- God’s people- had come out of Egypt and were standing at Mt Sinai. In spite of all their up’s & down’s, God has decided not to leave them but to dwell among them and to go with them into their future, as their “next door neighbor” so to speak. And to do that, he sets up some rituals and laws as a way to frame the way they are going to relate to one another. These are recorded by Moses in the book of Leviticus.
Generally, we look at the book of Leviticus- full of these laws and rituals- and think of it as obsolete and irrelevant. Maybe you’ve done the 1 year Bible and got to Leviticus and thought Nah, maybe I’ll read the Harry Potter series this semester. We feel like it doesn’t apply and we just need to get to Jesus in the New Testament. But the new testament writers thought Leviticus was important- so much so that it’s the 6th most quoted book of OT. Recently, I’ve listed to several online lectures by Jay Sklaar, one of my husband’s professors at Covenant Seminary, who devoted over 10 years of his life to studying the book of Leviticus, and I owe a lot of these thoughts to him.
How can the holy God of the universe live in our midst?! God’s answer: Leviticus.
“Without understanding the concepts of Leviticus, you cannot fully understand what Jesus did on the cross…
You cannot just ignore the book of Leviticus because the law actually provides a window into heart of god….Because when you study the law, you get a window into heart & values of law giver.”
-Dr. Jay Sklar, Covenant Seminary
To give some overall context, there are 5 main types of offerings, or sacrifices- the primary purpose of which were to point to Jesus as the ultimate sacrifice. That a blameless sacrifice must be given. It all makes Jesus the hero because He is the lamb of God.
And lastly, the Peace/ Fellowship Offering. And it’s very different from the others. It is a sacrifice of thanksgiving.
It’s the offering where God’s people come in response to something God has done on their behalf and give thanks. So, the thoughts I’m going to share with you about what it means to offer a sacrifice of thankfulness, are framed by this old testament tradition in these 3 ways:
GIVING THANKS is relational
GIVING THANKS involves a cost. And that cost is death.
Read Leviticus 7.
For the Israelites, God was setting up a ritual of thanksgiving. Just like we sing Happy Birthday and blow out the candles at birthday party, God was setting up a ritual- a tradition- carving out space to give thanks.
But it wasn’t just ritual- it wasn’t going through the motions of giving thanks. It was also highly relational.
Hannah in the book of 1 Samuel is an example of someone bringing their fellowship offering in response to God doing something on her behalf- She had waited and longed for a son and God heard her prayer. She came and brought a fellowship offering.
The fellowship offering meant connecting with the Lord Himself and celebrating His faithfulness and wondrous provision. It was a ritual– which really meant it was important and on their calendars- they made time and space for it- again and again and again. But it was also relational. They were connecting with God over a meal. God wanted there to be a sense of intimacy, not distance in their thanks.
So, what does it mean to offer thankfulness at great cost… to you?
Since Jesus, we no longer need the sacrificial system. But as we peer through the window into the heart of the Law giver and the heart of the One who created those rituals, perhaps we haven’t been the time to ritually (i.e.: regularly) give thanks to the One who has worked on our behalf. Maybe there is still something in us today that when it comes to responding to God in thanks, we come with our blind bird because we don’t want it to cost us much… or we want to withhold the fat- the part of sacrifice that makes it costly. Maybe we can say the words, but when it comes to actually connecting with God- we have things that keep us from wanting to share a meal with Him in the first place.
What would it cost to give thanks in your present circumstances?
Maybe it’s your freedom to BAM. A friend introduced me to this term on Sunday night referring to: “Bitching and moaning.” Our flesh wants to play the victim and craves a sense of sympathy from others- I know mine does- but in reality BAM’ing is a black hole that never, ever satisfies. Choosing thankfulness costs me my right to complain, to whine, to BAM. And I love to BAM. But this type of whining is mutually exclusive to an attitude of gratitude. They’re like oil and water- they don’t mix. So I put BAM on the altar as my sacrifice.
“… But this type of whining is mutually exclusive to an attitude of gratitude. They’re like oil and water- they don’t mix. So I put BAM on the altar as my sacrifice.”
Maybe it costs you the freedom to daydream about greener grass out there. Maybe you’re like me and you like to fantasize about future. Maybe it costs you taking your fantasies of greener grass captive and laying them on the altar before God, letting discontentment and unnecessary unhappiness die a painful death.
Or maybe it costs you an actual opportunity. Maybe it’s literally saying no to something that could be an escape from all your current realities. And I’m certainly not saying there aren’t times to get out of a bad situation and just give thanks or that going means you’re not thankful. You guys have your whole lives in front of you and for me, when I was your age, I studied abroad, went on STINT, I went to Thailand, New Zealand, Africa and too many other places to name now- so Go! Do great things! Serve God in your careers, plant a church, travel, whatever. But my point is that eventually even in Africa, once you get there, you still have a mundane life that you have to embrace. And it’s filled with normal, non glamorous things and people who drive you crazy. So sometimes there are “opportunities” that come along that sound appealing or exciting but I’m just saying there are also times to say no and stay and offer your sacrifice of thankfulness. And as we grow in our awareness and gratitude for who God is and His wondrous works in our life, we will grow in our capacity and desire to lay these things and other “rights” on the altar before God. And He will be there with us and receive that cost as a fragrant offering and meet all our needs through Christ. And then some.
Zech 4:10 says, “Do not despise the day of small things.” Whatever your mundane, whatever those little things in your life that are weighing you down, the people God has put in your little world- do not despise it. But bring to the Lord your best most costly sacrifice of thanksgiving, letting die whatever would hold you back from an attitude of gratitude and trusting Him to meet you at that altar in your kitchen or bedroom or classroom and care for all your needs according to His riches in Christ Jesus.
1. “So what if much of the Christian life is about walking with God in those normal, ordinary moments and more about being faithful and thankful in the boring, unseen events of life than continuing to GO, do something grand, and have some big cause? What if the big cause is just walking with Christ in thankfulness wherever He has you? Whether as a wife or a mom or a teacher or a neighbor or whatever?”
How is this different from your expectations for the Christian life- either from what you’ve heard- or just want you hope? What is your emotional response- Disappointment? Relief? Something else?
2. “The depth of their [the Israelites’] thankfulness was so great that the expression of their thankfulness had to be equally great.”
Does the depth of your thankfulness appropriately correspond to God’s faithfulness to you throughout your life? What would it cost you to have a “great expression of thankfulness”? (i.e.: BAM? Daydreaming about greener grass? Saying no to an opportunity and yes to gratitude in the present? Something else?)
A couple months back, I was asked to speak at an upcoming women’s retreat on the topic of “Thankfulness in the Present.” Something about giving thanks in the mundane, every day, often monotonous, ordinary life. I think I could share a few things (wink).
After all, I understand monotony. As a mom of 4 little ones, my life is pretty much a version of the 1993 Groundhog Day movie. I really do relive the same day. Over. And over. And over. Every morning kids bounding into our bedroom, Annie needs a bottle, get breakfast going, June & Annie need a diaper change… sippys, oatmeal, brush teeth, get dressed (puhlease- that’s Ginger, not me. Let’s be real, my only wardrobe change involves my 2 revolving mom uniforms), make G’s lunch, get her to school (insert lots of screaming, wailing, whining, fighting and more whining all in between here), then come back & put Annie down, do some homeschool for Pearl & Juney (pre-k), (diaper changes along the way), snack, lunch, naps (insert more whining and fighting), pick up Ginger from kindergarten, snack, more diapers, more sippys. And a lot of wiping. Wiping faces, wiping bottoms, wiping countertops, wiping floors, hopefully not all with the same paper towel. I’m sure I wipe other things, too. And I’m tired to think of what comes next.
And poop. So much poop (can be read either literal or figurative).
Get up the next morning and do it again.
And again. And again.
So, as I’ve been preparing for the talk, I’ve been looking at the Old Testament book of Leviticus and particularly the fellowship offering, which was in other words a sacrifice of thanks. Maybe I’ll put those thoughts down at some point, but without going into, it got me thinking about the cost of thankfulness.
It also has me thinking about two extremes of what thankfulness is not. Thankfulness is not one of two friends.
Thankfulness is not your friend who always seems chipper and out of touch with reality. She’s not showing up to life’s deep waters and your tiresome same ole same ole with a huge fake smile, denying all things difficult and talking over you. She does not cut and paste unhelpful cliches of how you should be feeling over your fragile, authentic self. Thankfulness is not insincere nor is she unwilling. She is not using her words as platitudes or weapons that wound. She is not standing there with her head in the clouds, humming songs that are guilt-motivated, fear-based or shame-driven. She’s not that friend you wish was a just a little more self-aware, because if she was… well, she probably wouldn’t be so thankful.
Thankfulness is not, on the other hand, the overwhelmed, over-empathetic friend who goes there with you but gets lost in your story. She’s not commiserating or egging you on or pouring fuel on the flames of your bitter heart when you say that all is vanity. Your story is not discouraging her, she doesn’t have a look of pity in her eyes that says: “Woah” and she’s not trying to answer you questions.
Thankfulness is your friend rather, who is nodding not to confirm or justify- she doesn’t have the power to do that- but to validate and to say she understands and she is going there with you emotionally, even when you say things you both know you don’t mean. It’s a relief to be with her; She’s the one you want to sit with you at the end of a long day because her presence is a peaceful one and you know she is with you in the tiredness and the tension, in the ambiguity and the doubt. She seems to know many things that you don’t, but isn’t condescending about it, and in fact you find it comforting. And you kind of get the feeling like she might surprise you with some sort of gift from somewhere, but then you realize the gift is just being with her. You can tell she’s been through a lot, but doesn’t seem worn down- How is that possible?? And if she smiles, it’s a sincere and reassuring one.
But it costs to be friends with Thankfulness. Because when you sit with Thankfulness, something inside of you dies. And it’s hard to admit, but that’s why you don’t always choose to sit with her.
Don’t get me wrong. Something inside you dies when you sit beside your “friends” of Invalidation and Commiseration as well. They are all three different types of death, but the dying that comes from a friendship with Thankfulness is nonetheless a long and painful one.
… But thankfulness sounds like a good thing. What in the world could it cost me to have a friendship with something so good?
The truth is that a friendship with Thankfulness requires a death to a victim mentality. It means the death to have everyone understand how bad the waves of monotony are beating down- how many diapers I’ve changed, how sick my kids are, how long my husband was gone, how bad I think I have it today. It says no to the Woe is Me (aka I’m Alone) campaign, though it tempts so many times. It allows the negativity of self and others to pass over like a warm and gentle breeze. To embrace Thankfulness means to see illusions of greener grasses somewhere out there for what they are and instead allow myself sweet daydreams of being easily satisfied in my current circumstances.
However counterintuitive it is to choose Thankfulness, when I actually do it… when I give thanks to God in my current, non-exciting, non-glamorous, often monotonous circumstances… When I die to the self-woes of the things that make me tired just thinking about them… When I come with my worn out self and give thanks all the same, the Lord meets me there and makes what is lacking actually enough. And when this happens, it is not a false imitation of enough- it is a transformation that happens inside me where it really is enough.
And then I forget my old friend and the Lord reintroduces us. Again. And Again. And Again.
How do you find that Invalidation & Commiseration keep you from giving thanks?
What have been some costs you’ve counted when you’ve given thanks amidst the monotony?
I don’t know what’s come over me, but lately all I can think about is Arbor Day. I know. But it’s because I am completely obsessed with trees. My husband refers to me as pacing lioness when I get antsy and start walking back and forth in our family room, looking out different windows to our backyard. Yesterday as we were driving to Denver, he pointed out a tree he didn’t like and gave me a weird look when I responded: “That’s a Canadian Hemlock.” I guess he didn’t realize I’ve been majoring in dendrology at google image university. It’s a thing.
We were blessed to move into a new subdivision almost 4 years ago, but being new comes with its downsides. No mature trees, no tire swings, no canopies over the sidewalks. And we’ve kind of been in a catch 22 with our tree situation. I think we thought at the time we moved in that we needed to save up for some beautiful trees. But beautiful trees are guess what- pricey with a capitol ‘P’. And we have four little girls who apparently think they have more pressing needs than me having trees I can enjoy. Well, they’re right, but I still need trees.
But we blinked and almost 4 years have gone by and we’ve realized that even if we did have the money to landscape our entire yard, we probably would need that for other things. And really, time is money when it comes to trees, so if we’d planted small ones 4 years ago… you get the point.
But I still need trees.
So after getting 2 gorgeous Sycamores and 1 flowering Aristocrat Pear for my birthday and still feeling like we had a lot of yard left, I decided to take a risk and order some from an online tree nursery. I figured, I just can’t beat 10 trees for $80 and I can literally line my backyard. So, I got 5 Sugar Maples and 5 Loblolly pines.
I knew they’d be small (they were 4′ and came in a package about 1 foot wide and about as tall as me) but I wasn’t totally prepared for the bare root thing. Because trees go dormant in the winter, nurseries can ship them without the potting container and simply “bare root.” As I’m new to all this, it’s nice to know that the company guarantees their trees for the first year, so if they’re not doing well this spring, they’ll send me new ones. But apparently people love bare root trees because they acclimate better & quicker and because there isn’t any new soil to adjust to, so they don’t go through the same shock that potted/ container plants & trees do.
So I watched about 20 youtube videos of how deep and wide to dig the hole and rented my husband and father in law a fence post digger to make the process “easier” since they are digging through straight clay. I get sad and jealous when I watch youtube videos of gardeners who have great dirt.
And that is why I need a worm barrel.
But yeah, so we got some wood for stakes, mulch, zip ties and BAM: I have trees. It’s not hard, but there is actually actually a (slight) science to planting them. It’s just a few things- soaking the roots, making sure the base of the tree isn’t buried, but level with the ground (slightly higher than you think), root pruning if necessary, getting some wood for stakes (& zip ties- or just get a tree staking kit) for the first year, preventing air pockets as you put the soil back down in the hole to cover the roots, separating the mulch so it’s not touching the trunk once you’ve put that down as a blanket…
Now, I just sit and stare.
And think about where I could put a weeping Alaskan Cedar or Quaking Aspens. And then how good shrubs would look. Like a dwarf blue globe spruce- I love those.
And then my husband and I dream about 40 years from now when I’ll be harvesting maple sugar and maple syrup from my sugar maples. Do people my age dream about harvesting maple syrup in 40 years? I might be old at the time, but while we are tapping those trees and making some awesome maple sugar and maple syrup, trust me- you will be knocking on my door wanting to try some.
So, like I said: Arbor Day. I want to try to convince my neighbors to do an order of bare root trees (Maybe a Redbud, Dogwood, Japanese flowering cherry, Crabapple, Birch, Sugar Red or Silver Maple, Spruce Pine &/or other privacy trees)… or worse case scenario, the city gives out 1,000 tree seedlings. I only say worse case scenario, because it would be hard to figure out as a neighborhood how to have people driving to a different location and then all coming back… but they still offer a good selection including black walnut, shortleaf pine, pecan, redbud and serviceberry. I’m hoping the city would maybe let me pick them up for our neighborhood and then we could all meet at our clubhouse and do some kind of event where we pass them out. I’d welcome any ideas! Combining my love for neighbors and trees is almost too much. We’ll definitely need neighborhood Arbor Day t-shirts.
UPDATE 4/17/16: We did end up hosting an Arbor Day Party after all and it was a huge hit! Our neighbors ordered 345 tree seedlings through the MO Department of Conservation and we had all kinds of fun!! The kids LOVED it!!!!!
Does anyone have any suggestions for how I could coordinate the neighborhood Arbor Day Event or what to do? Some kind of gathering?
This summer, we went on a 6 week summer mission with Cru to Disney World of all places. That is another post for another day (the gist is that we had a Bible Study/Spiritual Development track for Disney Cast Members who are college students and helped equip them to grow in their faith as well as engage in spiritual conversations with other college students who are also cast members). But during our time, we went to a Chip n Dale Campfire Sing-A-long at Disney’s Fort Wilderness Campground. It was there that Juney met Chip n Dale (& let me tell you- that was one of the most fun things we did all summer & it was totally free!). Initially, she was terrified, but Chip convinced her to kiss him on the nose and she fell in love! Over the next few weeks, in her very limited vocabulary, June did not stop talking about getting to kiss Chip 😃
Naturally, we thought it would be fun to do something chipmunk themed for her birthday party this fall. We decided to go totally old school & play a Chip n Dale movie- which we ended up showing in our garage, partially because it wouldn’t be dark enough to show it outside during the day. It was also super fun having it in the garage because we could give the kids bags of peanuts & popcorn and they could make a huge mess and throw the shells on the floor.
There wasn’t much I could find on Pinterest or otherwise for a ChipnDale Birthday, so I kind of just went the acorn route- we have a huge oak tree in our backyard, so for the several weeks leading up to the party, the girls would help collect acorns. It was a fun activity we could do together. I used those as decor (in mason jars) and also drilled holes through them to make an actual acorn garland. My husband also has a jigsaw and I’m also a huge fan of using old plywood to make cheap decorations that can add a really fun look (we did this for their nursery rhyme party too)- so he helped me make some giant acorns for a backdrop.
I also really love involving the kids in making decorations, so a neighbor friend came over and taught us how to felt acorns for another garland, which we hung over the garage.
I wish I’d taken more pics of the food table outside. We did a hot dog bar with condiments & toppings like sweet pickles, dill pickles, onions, jalapeños & chill. We also had banana chips and nutter butter cookies.
Here are a few more pics- for the cake, I wanted it to be simple but look woodland-y, so I used a box & layered it with cheap frosting & put these pirouette cookies on the sides.
For the favors, I mixed together a little chex mix with some prezel sticks & mixed nuts and printed off some tags.
The donuts are meant to look like acorns- that was a really fun activity Ginger (5), Pearl (3) & June (2) all helped with the morning of. I put the frosting on the ends, they rolled them in sprinkles and dad stuck the pretzel rod in the end.
We ordered way too much peanuts, so looks like we’ll be eating those for a while. I handed out brown paper bags and let the kiddos grab a couple handfuls.
All in all, it was a blast! And Juney had fun, which made me happy.
If you’re looking for a fun idea for a birthday party, definitely consider the movie in the garage route. All the little kids sitting on the blankets thinking this was so cool, when it’s seriously just a garage! And I wish you could’ve seen the looks on the parents faces as we shut the garage door- all the littles inside and all of them standing there outside eating hot dogs and cake by the fire pit. We were all like, “Why didn’t we think of this before?!?!” HA! It was one of my favorite parties yet.
Does your toddler trust you? It felt like mine didn’t for a while.
I remember it vividly. It was almost two years ago- I was pregnant with June (our 3rd) and I was expecting someone to come over to help me with our 4 & 2 year olds. Just before the door knocked, Pearl (2 at the time) woke up from her afternoon nap. She had been going through a major daddy phase & I feared it would not go well when I went into her room to get her.
I was right.
I opened the door and as soon as she saw it was me, she started screaming & crying, “Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! I want Daddy!” With her arms flailing & legs kicking, I picked her up to change her diaper and then went to answer the door to let Hillary in. Surely she’ll calm down in a bit.
But not only did Pearl not calm down, it got much worse. Over the next 10 minutes, she began to hyper ventilate and through hiccups & shortened breath, she continued in her tantrum, barely intelligible.
Innocently, Hillary asked the natural question: “What’s wrong??” Humbled, I answered her honestly, “She’s upset because I went in to get her. She wants her dad.”
Pearl didn’t like me for a while. It was easy to blame myself and feel like it was because of all the changes coming with my growing belly. And maybe she was struggling with the idea of a new baby coming. Or maybe it was just a phase. It sure didn’t feel like one.
This continued. Not usually this extreme, but often in small, equally painful gestures. At bedtime, for example. After reading books & singing songs, she’d snuggle into her bed & I’d reach out to give her a hug. “No! I DON’T WANT A HUG!!” And she’d jerk her body away quickly. Hmm, maybe Ginger was “the affectionate one” & Pearl was the “tougher one”. Or she’d fall & scrape her knee and instead of running to Mommy for consolation, she’d get mad at me if I offered a hug and insist she was fine- though she clearly was not. I thought there was some sort of written code where kids automatically always wanted Mom when they were hurt. Everything’s better with a hug from mom, right??? Apparently not.
It seemed this was never going to end. Ginger was growing more & more affectionate and meanwhile Pearl was… not. It was almost impossible for my heart to not equate this in black & white terms: Ginger loves me. But Pearl doesn’t like me.
It hurt my heart.
My husband & I had many late night conversations where he would encourage me to hang in there: “It’s just a phase. We have to be careful not to react in ways that perpetuate her behavior. If you act out of your insecurity, it could & most likely will become a self-fulfilling prophecy.” I knew he was right, but for this mom whose tendency can be to take things personally, I was struggling.
Although sometimes we need to hear other moms simply understand our struggle, we also from time to time, need vision for holding out hope, especially in the little years. Fast forward almost two years later and I can say with joy & relief, that really was just a phase. Pearl has even swung to where she is very clingy with me. She tells me she loves me and gives me big snuggles & hugs. Of course I’m not saying there won’t be new phases and challenges ahead- even at times cycling back into some of the very same ones. After all, we’re currently going through similar things with June… and soon it will be Annie. But I am encouraged by the pay off we’ve seen in Pearl after fighting really hard for my relationship with her & I’m confident the outcome could have been quite different if I’d responded to my natural tendencies. So, if you’re a mom who feels your phase will never end, this is for you.
Here are 7 general principles that have helped me fight for trust with my toddler:
So I hold out hope for you, dear Mom. Parenting is meant to be a reflection of the way God parents us. He loved us first and He never stops coming after us with that undeserved grace that turns us upside down. With His help, you can resist that Momguilt which threatens to destroy you & your relationships with your children. And you can flex that mom muscle, which says you will keep moving toward them even if it’s hard and sometimes on their terms. From this mom’s heart to yours: Hang in there, Mama. Maybe it is just a phase. And maybe- just maybe- by God’s grace there will be payoff down the road.
What of this can you relate to? What does your #momguilt tell you? What’s one way you’ve built trust with your toddler?