Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Yuletide Mayhem

By Klaus Buck

            War toys are popular Christmas gifts. The irony is obvious. After all, the holiday is the celebration of the birth of the Prince of Peace. Nevertheless, tin soldiers and G. I. Joe action figures (with a kung fu grip) have both enjoyed places of honor under the Christmas tree.

            Always one to maintain a tradition, I’m giving my nieces and nephews catapults for Christmas this year. Not the full-sized variety, of course. I made miniature catapults out of craft (Popsicle) sticks, clothespins, rubber bands, masking tape, plastic spoons, and binder clips.

I found the instructions in the book Mini Weapons of Mass Destruction: Build Implements of Spitball Warfare by John Austin. It’s a commendable tome, particularly in era when the small adventures and innocent merriments have been stripped out of childhood.

I didn’t follow the instructions exactly, but they provided a useful starting point. I gave each catapult a custom paint job. For example, the one for my nephew who loves comic book superheroes is painted vivid blue and red (in honor of your friendly neighborhood Spiderman).

They’re powerful enough to fire one-inch diameter aluminum foil balls out to about six feet. While they are unlikely to cause injury, I bet they’ll start a few fights between siblings. It’s an uncle’s job to cause trouble…


The Arsenal
 
Ready to Fire

Saturday, November 28, 2015

Backyard Stage

My wild child is a bundle of energy. Keeping up with her these days can be a real challenge.  While discussing this with my husband he came up with the idea of a platform,  a play deck if you will. I call it a stage because when Carter gets up there she dances her little heart out.

Sunday, November 22, 2015

More than Turkey Day

(Guest Post by Klaus Buck)

When Thanksgiving Day comes around, the mind turns to the Pilgrims. They left England to escape religious persecution, landed at Plymouth Rock in 1620, met the helpful Squanto, learned to grow corn, temporarily made friends with the Indians, and had turkey and eel at the first Thanksgiving feast. Fast forward to 1776...

But there’s a lot more to know about the Pilgrims. First, they were Calvinists and they believed in predestination: God chose some people to go to heaven. Everyone else went to hell. End of discussion. You could lead an exemplary life and love Jesus, but you were destined for damnation unless God chose you before you were even born. Predestination is a hard doctrine. It teaches that some receive the gift of faith; some don’t. It’s not about desire or effort; predestination is the will of God. It’s not pretty. It’s not sweet. The only reason why anyone would embrace predestination is because he or she honestly believed it to be true. A good pilgrim followed the will of God. The will of God as it was, not as one wanted it to be.

One the bright side, the Pilgrims believed that legitimate earthly government required the consent of the governed. Before they landed to establish a permanent settlement, (almost) all of the adult male colonists signed a self-government agreement, the Mayflower Compact. It’s a short document and well worth a read.

In signing the Mayflower Compact, the Pilgrims were walking a politically thin line. They began by declaring that they were the “Loyal Subjects” of King James I. Then they agreed to govern themselves. The colonists combined into a “civil Body Politick” for their “better Ordering and Preservation” and agreed to make “equal Laws” and appoint their own officers. They created a commonwealth. While they weren’t rebelling, the Pilgrims were beyond the day-to-day reach of the king and his ministers. Circumstances required that they take the business of government upon themselves. The colonists were effectively independent, with a minimalist do-it-yourself constitution, but the declaration had to wait until 1776.

On Thanksgiving Day, I encourage everyone to read the Mayflower Compact. Share it with your family and friends. It was one of the first American expressions of government by the consent of the governed, something we can all be thankful for.


The Mayflower Compact

In the name God Amen. We, whose names are underwritten, the Loyal Subjects of our dread Sovereign Lord King James, by the Grace of God, of Great Britain, France, and Ireland, King, Defender of the Faith, &c. Having undertaken for the Glory of God, and Advancement of the Christian Faith, and the Honour of our King and Country, a Voyage to plant the first Colony in the northern Parts of Virginia; Do by these Presents, solemnly and mutually, in the Presence of God and one another, covenant and combine ourselves together into a civil Body Politick, for our better Ordering and Preservation, and Furtherance of the Ends aforesaid: And by Virtue hereof do enact, constitute, and frame, such just and equal Laws, Ordinances, Acts, Constitutions, and Officers, from time to time, as shall be thought most meet and convenient for the general Good of the Colony; unto which we promise all due Submission and Obedience. In witness whereof we have hereunto subscribed our names at Cape-Cod the eleventh of November, in the Reign of our Sovereign Lord King James, of England, France, and Ireland, the eighteenth, and of Scotland the fifty-fourth, Anno Domini; 1620.

Sunday, November 8, 2015

Storage Unit

My husband and I with our daughter live in a small two bedroom one bathroom house which we love by the way.  There are only two real problems with it, low storage and only one bathroom. Right now the biggest problem with our small bungalow is the low storage especially with a growing toddler. This Saturday in order for us to have more liveable space in our house we opened up a storage unit. This is something we both hated with a passion. Klaus and I are pretty good at getting rid of clutter, but we don't want to necessarily get rid of Carter's stuff. So for $40.00 a month opened up a storage unit to store our little girl's items that she has outgrown.When we buy a new house we will definately buy one with plenty of storage.

Sunday, October 25, 2015

Kinsey Farms


For a bit of fall fun, our family went to beautiful Kinsey Farms in Forsyth County to check out the gourds and pumpkins. This year for Halloween, Carter is going to be a pumpkin, so I naturally thought that she would go crazy over the big pumpkins. She loves seeing them at Publix, but that was not the case. When we got there she ran to the bumpy gourds and wanted nothing to do wth the traditional pumpkins. She was a gourd lover. Of course we had to take home a goblin gourd. I wonder if we have a future horror lover in our midst?
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creepy snake gourds
Carter checking out the gourds

Carter with her goblin gourd

Sunday, October 18, 2015

Opa!

Yesterday, my family and I went to the Greek Festival in Cumming, GA at Saints Raphael, Nicholas, and Irene Greek Orthodox Church. We all had a wonderful time and I am positive we will make this an annual trip. There was definitely something for everyone to enjoy. For children, there was face painting, a bounce house, and a little petting zoo. Foodys will of course enjoy the food, my personal favorie was the spanakopita, an appetizer baked with phyllo and layered with Greek cheese and spinach. My daughter who was a little too young for the bounce house really enjoyed the music and the traditional Greek dancing and tried to join them. Since this was held on the grounds of a church, there were church tours as well. Unfortuately, we were not able to do the tour, but we met a nice man in the northax who explained the icons in the church, how to cross yourself properly, and a little bit of the Greel Orthodox Church history. He was very informative and friendly. We were even invited to attend vespers. Last but not least there was shopping. I enjoyed looking at the clothes, jewelry, and icons for sale. I even indulged myself in a fun red coin skirt. If you have never been to Greek festival, I encourage you to come out next year and enjoy the wonderful food and culture.

Saturday, October 10, 2015

Mini Playschool

This Thursday, I decided to sign up for a wonderful Bible study program called, Walking With Purpse. I took part in the study last year and really enjoyed it. This year I decided to do the morning session and take full advantage of the free daycare which is run by two sweet college girls. I have to say I was a bit nervous about it. I've never had any type of babysitter for Carter who is now 21 months old. WWP is a two hour study. Would Carter be okay without me? How would I do? When it was time to pick her up she was grinning from ear to ear and flirting with a little boy who looked like her cousin, Caz. The two girls said that she was a lot of fun and that she colored a little. I was also informed that she liked brown and yellow crayons. She didn't miss me at all. As it turned out, we both benefitted from this Thursday morning adventure. I needed the wisdom of the Bible in a small study group, and Carter liked playing and coloring with new friends. We had a truly blessed day.