Sunday, June 29, 2008

The Tree

Yesterday we did the puzzle that Ben got for his birthday from a friend. The pieces were all sorts of wierd shapes and sizes. Everyone kept taking breaks because they got a headache from staring at the pieces for so long!

We had an old dead tree in our yard that we decided to cut down today. First, Dad chopped half of it off.

Then, the boys had fun digging a hole around it, to cut the roots and loosen the soil enough.



Then (and this is what I do not have a picture of) Dad took a cable, attached it to the tree and the trailer hitch on the van, and drove the van which yanked the tree out. It was really, really neat to watch. (It is times like this that I wish we had a video camera, not the twenty second videos on the regular camera. That would have made one great movie!)

The tree, dragged across the lawn.

We will be planting a new tree onve we figure out where the electrical lines and all are.


Saturday, June 28, 2008

Pirate Attack!

Benjamin the Deadly (or just plain Ben) has been making some wonderful pirate ships lately! These are the first drawings of his that I have seen with such wonderful shading and detail.

This ship doesn't have a name yet, but it is Ben's favorite because of the variety in the sails.

The Dragon Slayer


Blackbeard's Revenge


The Dragon Wing

And this is a picture of mine. They are Elven clothes designed for my story. I am thinking about illustrating it, if I actually ever finish it. Anyway, these are the only ones I've colored. I like the rose one the best because it is a new style that I have never drawn before. Recently, when wondering what to sketch, I decided to look at the fancy modern dresses and re-design them (on paper, of course, because I can't sew for the life of me, at least not yet) in a more modest but still stylish style.

William is training for a mile-long race. He has run a mile in 8 minutes. I'm jealous- he can run alot farther than me!

Friday, June 27, 2008

Dancing

Marcus was so cute this morning. Adelynn was listening to some music, and he came up and started to do a strange sort of bouncy dance, and kept beat to the music with his hands. He didn't seem to get why we were all laughing with him, but just kept doing it more and more. Here is a short video of him:

Last night we watched The Water Horse. It was a very good movie. When we finished, it was lighting off in the distance. As always, I came up with a little verse about it.
There's something about this evening/ As I'm sitting in my robe/ Looking out through a silent room/ Out through the crystal- clear glass./ Far-off, in the distance/ Beyond the silhouettes of dark trees/ Lighting is falling and raining down/ A hundred-million waterfalls of light./ Each splash lights up the moonless sky/ And douses the clouds in pink light./ Like a candle the light flickers and wavers/ Shying away from the Earth/ It retreats into the darkened sky,/ Runs back to it's secretive home./ Behind it it leaves/ A shuddering memory/ Quick to fade as another light splashes./ Behind it it leaves/ A bittersweet touch/ And the thunder.
It was not really a "silent room" because Adelynn was screaming at me, with that relentless persistence of four year olds, to play tea-party with her. And I do not know if it really was a "moonless night": I just couldn't see the moon through the window.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Musings on Fantasy

Fantasy (the good kind) is like a crystal-clear veil that covers the "real world". It blurs some things and makes others clearer. After all, ho ever heard of a giant who eats children giving his heart to an eagle for safekeeping? (The Giant's Heart, by George MacDonald). Or a selfish young boy turning into a dragon? (Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, by C.S. Lewis). Yet, when have relationships been more truly and heart-breakingly portrayed then when the future of a world is entrusted into the care of a young hobbit? (The Lord of the Rings, by J.R.R. Tolkien). Through the eyes of fantasy, we see reality as incomplete. We see it's shortcomings; we want more. Reality wants to escape the down-to-earth cage it has built up around itself, and see things that can never happen. The reason that the impossibility of (good) fantasy rings so close to home is because fantasy is a mirror of what is. It is a mirror of the supernatural; it pays its homage to God. You suspend reality to appreciate fantasy; you do away with worldliness to love Christ. In the same way that you never realize how wonderful your house is until you look at it with fresh eyes from across the street, so reality is not quite right unless seen through the terms of fantasy. From there, you can see it through His eyes.
Fantasy is not reality, it is about reality; it is not our experience, but about our experiences; it is not our life but a mirror of our goal.

This did not turn out quite right... Like I said below, it is so very hard to express exactly what you mean. But it did do a fairly well job... I hope that you can understand what I wrote. Like most things, I did it in one sitting and mussed it up horribly. It is so hard to write serious stuff, and share it. The seriousness, no matter how funny you make it, is always so much more sensitive than fluffy funny things, because it hits so much closer to home.

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"Always remember that only if one builds, as St. Paul says, on the one foundation which is Jesus Christ, one will be able to construct something really great and lasting.
Christ alone is the way, the truth, and the life. He alone is the real salvation of the world; He alone is the hope for mankind." -Pope John Paul II

I really ought to change the name of this blog to something of the effect of "The Nonsensical Musings of a Thirteen-year-old.", because I'm just putting alot of stuff on here. Though, that is what blogs are for- to express yourself, even if you do it in a way that makes no sense at all. :) It's very hard to say just what you want to in a way that is both legible and still captures your meaning. I mean, you don't really think in words. Have you ever thought about that? It's as if your soul talks to your mind an your mind just knows. Words only paint a living memory of that knowledge. And sometimes that memory is as messy as the window Marcus is smearing. You've got to hand it to him, Marcos really does know how to make a mess.

Friday, June 20, 2008

Ben's Birthday

Ben is 12 now. Happy Birthday Ben! (his birthday way yesterday)

This is the cake I made. It is suppposed to be a Lego, but I did not realize until after I made it that Legos have two rows of bumps on top, not one. Oh, well... And the red lego wall is for Redwall, Ben's favorite series of books.


Playing DS. Yes, they always watch everyone play it. It is hard for me to get a turn without at it least one of them sitting down next to me, intructing me what to do. :)

He may not like his clothes, but he sure likes the homemade wrapping paper. (We didn't have any B-day paper, so Mom and Dad made football paper)

Ben opening his present. That thing is fun!



Wii Fit in action.

Viel Glück auf deinem zwölftes Geburtstag, Ben!

Happy 12th Birthday, Ben!

Nick's Baseball Game

Nick had a baseball game at Lions Club on Ben's B-day. The birthday boy didn't watch; he played a card game with Will.
Nick got a home run!

Waiting to bat

An interesting view of the game

Lions Club is a beautiful park...







Thursday, June 19, 2008

Update

Hello, everyone! I have changed the layout of my page. Do you like it?
-Shaylynn
PS Tommorrow is Ben's birthday, YAY! Oh, man, he'll be 12...

Monday, June 16, 2008

Poetry and Quotes

Hi! Here are two poems I wrote the other night in the car. They aren't very good, and I have no particular reason for posting them on the blog other than I am wanting to kill a little bit of time by typing them. Although... there are hoards of other things to do, chasing me around in circles.... (there is no escaping a messy room, now, is there?)
coming out of a darkened sky;
oppressive gray that pressed on all sides-
the heart jumps at the sight of blue
as yellow warms the crystal air.
for the storm's pressure
is relieved
the hunched back now has straight shoulders
tired feet walk on soft grass and heather
and the weary soul is replenished
The twilight evening
Is splintered with shards of pink:
The last reminder of the ball of fire.
As the day slides across the globe
So the dreams dance their way to consciousness.
A violet ceases to be a flower
As the fairies claim it as their home.
A firefly is no more, instead,
A dash of pixie dust floats to the ground.
The sunlight clearing is a danceground
Where fauns and birds
Dance the dream through.
This is a sample of my spur-of-the-moment poetry writing, which I am not sure if it is really poetry at all. Nothing rhymes, there is no beat, no measure...
However, I know of someone else who write poems sort of like this (she is also a genius at art- literally, because she has been called the only living child prodigy of realistic art and poetry. She used to live here in Rolla!!!) http://www.artakiane.com/
Here is an interesting quote I read (still not sure what it is supposed to mean, but who cares? It makes you think!)
"If you look at a thing nine hundred and ninety-nine times, you are perfectly safe; if you look at it the thousandth time, you are in frightful danger of seeing it for the first time." -G.K. Chesterton
And another one, by the same guy:
"Truth, of course, must of necessity be stranger than fiction, for we have made fiction to suit ourselves."

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Just Stuff

Two days ago I finished reading Perelandra (the second book in C.S.Lewis' Space Trilogy). It is very, very good. I am not going to read the third book just yet; the trilogy is a very intellectual read (at least for me, I don't know if it is for grown-ups!). So now I am reading Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. I tried reading it last year and it was too hard for me. But now I am finding it was wonderful and engaging book. I can't wait to see what Lizzy is going to say to Mr. Collins... so I am going to go read it. I am having way too much fun with this blog...
Oh! And...
Happy Father's Day!!!

Saturday, June 14, 2008

Three New Skills

Guess what? Adelynn learned how to ride a bike without training wheels this week. She sort of popped onto the bike and said: "Hey, Shayl! Look what I learning do!" (Shayl is what she calls me now; she no longer says "Shaylie"). Nicholas learned how to do the Ripstick (a two wheeled skateboard), and is now able to turn tight curves. All in a week! If I don't hurry up and practice the Ripstick, all of my brothers will be better than me at it! However, I have done one thing on the Ripstick that they have not tried yet: dribbling and attempting to shoot a basketball while riding it through a sort of obstacle course. And the third skill mentioned in the title is- the unicycle. I have gone all the way across the driveway on it! All that I need to do now is learn how to turn. While spending several hours in the driveway with the unicycle, I learned many things. One of them is to never try riding it while both Nick and Addie are on the Ripstick and bike; you wind up falling off every foot to avoid crashing into them.

Recently, I finished reading Eragon and Eldest by Christopher Palonini (spelling?). I thought they were pretty good; especially because they were written by a highschooler! Because I am trying to write my own story, I now appreciate just how difficult it is to create one. Here is a tiny review of the book by yours truly:
The Inheritance series is the story of a farmboy who discovers a dragon egg. He finds out that he has become a legendary Dragon Rider. Then he is thrust into a world full of magic, dwarves, elves, monsters, treachery, treason, friendship, adventure, discovery, and many, many other things. His goal is to defeat the evil king Galabatroix, who is a Dragon Rider gone bad.
Many people critique the fact that the dragons are good, rather than the typical, traditionally evil role played by these giant fire-breathing creatures. However, in the books, the dragons have free will the same as humans; they are neither good nor bad as a whole, but choose their own path. Magic is also often critiqued (as it is particularly rescpetable to being made into some new age sort of thing). In the books, it has a huge part and the author goes to great lengths to describe how magic is used in his world. Magic seems to be a tool that can be used for both good and evil; it is used by spells (which are phrases in the 'ancient language') that are uttered, and each spell uses energy. If you preform a spell too difficult for your abilities, it will draw on your strength so much that it can kill you. One thing that I do not like about the uses of magic in Inheritence is that it is possible to use energy from other creatures, and thus easily kill them. The magic seems to be so strong that it can control everybody, and those without any magical abilities can be killed or controlled very easily, without any chance to defend themselves. However, the author makes a big deal about the fact that magic is a responsibility not to be used lightly, and concentrates on how evil it is to misuse it.
The magic used is not particularly bad (though not particularly good, either) and I would normally think that the books are just fine, were it not for the fact that a couple parts are notably atheistic. The dwarves and the humans in Aglagasia are basically pagans; they believe in a number of gods and have their own mythology. However, the two races that are the most looked up to, the most revered for their wisdom, reject the notion that any greater being(s) exist. They are the elves and the dragons. The elves have lives many hundred years long. They have used magic to increase their time span, and spend much of their time studying magic. They fancy that they know everything and have not discovered any thing supernatural that they they think cannot be explained by magic. In Eldest, Eragon and his elfish teacher have a lengthy discussion on the elves' religious beliefs, and the case of the atheists is discussed in far too much detail. There are the usual, pointless arguments ('if there is a god or gods, why do they let bad things happen', or, 'well, maybe they exist but they deserted us long ago'). The dragons simple seem to believe that they are the gods themselves. This is my biggest problem with the book. I would recommend the series (at least the books so far) as an enjoyable and creative story, but I would warn people to read with digression (is that the word for that idea? or is it discretion? or some totally different word?).

Thursday, June 12, 2008

More

As I knew that you were all dying to see more pictures of the wedding, I posted a couple more cute ones...
Aww... They both had SO MUCH FUN!

I'm not even going to comment on this one.

Adelynn, me, and Kennedy, all wearing our dresses and Lily, Josefina, and Niki (?) in their dresses.

And more with the dolls. I looked... different in that hairdo! (Ninety-five! What were they thinking?)
If you don't know what 95 is supposed to mean, read on...
Thanks for some of these pictures, Grandma!



Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Play and Slideshow

I have been suffering from "post-production depression" (expression by the director) from the play I was in, "The Prince and the Pauper". So I figured out how to put a slideshow on my blog, with pictures of the play on it! See it on the right. I don't know if it will continue being just pictures from they play, or if that changes as I add pictures to Flickr. I also don't know if I will put more pictures of the play on; it really just depends on whether I remember it or not! ~Below~ Yep, that's me! I was the "Damsel in Distress" in the play (though I brought the "distress" upon myself by dropping the hankerchief on purpose), and I was also known as the "Painter in Distress". Don't ask me why; if you already know, then you know, if you don't, I doubt you will!!!

Monday, June 9, 2008

Even More Pictures of the Wedding

Here is their program cover that I made.

Lily (a.k.a. Adelynn Lilyanna Pretty Doll) as Mini-Miniature Bride and Josefina as the Mini-Junior Bridesmaid. Grandma made these darling dresses, and they look exactly like the real dresses. Thank you, Grandma!

Here is a picture of how they did my hair. The first thing that the lady at the salon said was ,"My goodness, you have a lot of really thick hair!" This took a long, long time to do! She even gave me a tiny bottle of hairspray, and told me that I would need it. I guess my hair is pretty troublesome!

And this is what it looked like when all the bobby pins got pulled out. That hairdo gave me quite a headache; take a look at the picture below to see how many bobby pins they used.
Notice the jacket I'm wearing. Mom made it, isn't it wonderful?

95. Ninety-five bobby pins. Sometime I will pull out Dad's postal scale and see just how much ninety-five bobby pins weigh.

Trish! Look what I did!

I did Josefina's hair up, just like mine was. Except, she only needed 6 bobby pins, not 95.


Kennedy (the flowergirl) and Adelynn, dancing their hearts out.

Kennedy, Adelynn and Stacy.

The beautiful bride and the handsome groom (and the photographer).

Aww...The bride and the miniature bride. So sweet.
Mom and Adelynn

Pictures of the Wedding

Hey- I'm lucky I got a picture of this in the first place.

Grandma sewed doll dresses to match my dress and Addie's dress (Adelynn was the Minature Bride)
The cake was styled after the bridemaids' dresses. It was delicious.


Cutting the cake
Adelynn had way too much fun with the camera! She kept asking to "see the picture", and could not grasp the concept that it was a film camera, not a digital one.

Trish and Nick's Wedding

My aunt Trish married Nick Kreutz on Saturday, 6-7-08
(Note the date. Trish says that there is no way of forgetting their anniversary!)
I was the Junior Bridesmaid (which means that I did not have to walk with a boy! Yay!)
I do not have any pictures of the actual wedding, but I do have some of the reception. However, I am having a tad bit of trouble getting pictures onto the blog at the moment, so most of them will have to wait till later. Here are the two pictures that actually worked:

Part of the reception room without any people in it.

And a centerpiece.


Thursday, June 5, 2008

Yay!

Yes! We finally finished the Standardized Testing (blech).
I am having entirely too much fun with this blog. But I assure you, during school I will not be posting every single day!

Camping Fun

The highlight of the camping trip was canoeing on the river (which I think was called the Black River, but I don't know). It was supposed to be a float trip, but we have no concept of floating- we raced! As a result, we finished an hour early. While waiting for the bus to come pick us up, we floated down a current in our life jackets, then did it again and again. Tim did a great job making sure that the littler kids did not get caught in the current. It was fun!
Wonder what they are doing?

Peter showed us how to chop wood with an axe.


Marlena, Christina, Mary, and Adelynn
Adelynn had so much fun playing with her cousin Mary!
St. Louis Rackers eating sandwiches


Rolla Rackers eating foil packets
 
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