SERENDIPITY: Mosi again, again, again and again.....

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Mosi again, again, again and again.....

Planetarium Show!

Waiting for the doors to open, in front of the Map of the SKY.

Still waiting for the doors to open, on the bed of nails.

All of Bobbi's hard work on this flash drive. She is claymation educated!

Great echo's in this area. Cooper pretended he was running for president and gave a great speech. Let's just say a great speech for anyone under 10! They would for sure vote for him.

Today was our last day at Mosi. Bobbi has been attending class there for Claymation for the past month. We have had lots of fun and have incorporated as much learning as we could (well, we probably could have learned more). We have been able to see our friends there each week and get some great playing time in. We have also been able to take advantage of just being in Tampa. On one Tues. we went to Adventure Island, on another Tuesday we saw an Imax film, Under the Sea, and today we saw a Planetarium show. Considering how early 3 out of the 4 children wake up, now they have new things to look for in the morning sky. The nice man giving the "star talk" had a thing for astrology and astronomy. I needed to clarify the difference between the two when we left. They are well aware that we do not believe that if the stars are lined up just right we will have a good day or if they are not lined up right we will have a bad day. And they know that a star isn't millions and millions of years old. They do know that as Christians we believe that God has ordained all things, even science. God is the supreme creator - and what a beautiful sky he has given us! Lovely show for a lovely day.

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IF by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, or being hated don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise; If you can dream - and not make dreams your master; If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim, If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster and treat those two impostors just the same; If you bear to hear the truth you've spoken twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools; If you can make one heap of all your winnings and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you except the Will which says to them; "Hold on!" If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch, If either foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the earth and everything that's in it, and which is more, you'll be a man, my son!

My Dad

our last christmas, little did we know!! we miss you-you are always in our thoughts. We sold his house, it was as if we had to say goodbye again. Nothing but fond memories. Movie night, hide and go seek, fishing, the beach, pool table, weight room, ice cream, bagels, peach diet iced tea, laughing...simply you. Miss you more than you will ever know. It feels as if it was just yesterday, thank God you are "free". "With your final heartbeat, kiss the world goodbye, go in peace and laugh on Glory's side. And fly to Jesus, fly to Jesus, fly to Jesus and LIVE....." .