Archive for March, 2012

Paul the (super)hero

Here’s a totally un-staged picture of Paul:

And here’s the same picture with a little bit of editing: =)

Have no fear! Paul is here!

A short follow-up poem to my one about greens

“I wrote a poem of how my mother likes salad,

She also loves chocolate, so I’ll write a ballad,

Of how my Mother likes chocolate so greatly,

Her chocolate collection is quite large and stately.

I wrote about greens before chocolate you see,

For if I said we ate tons of chocolate, I’d get no pity.”

A poem about greens

Here’s another poem  I wrote, by the request of my dear mother:

“I really like food, don’t get me wrong.

I wish I could eat it all the day long.

Pumpkin pie and piping hot turkey,

Steaks and bratwurst and chewy beef jerky,

Potatoes and broccoli and even green beans,

But by all means, please don’t serve me greens.

We eat them at breakfast, inside a shake,

We eat them at lunch, with nary a break,

We eat them at dinner with dressing on top,

We eat them all day- we never stop!

But Mother, she likes them; she gobbles them down,

She eats them all day with never a frown,

Because she likes them I’ll eat them you see,

But if I’m at your house, don’t give greens to me!”

P.S. We don’t eat greens every single meal of the day!

Stained Glass Theatre update

Last night my Mom took Luke, Rachel, and I to Stained Glass Theatre for our play practice. I was the only one that acted, but in the past week both Luke and I have been up on stage,  blocking out our movements and getting to know how we’re supposed to move around. Rachel hasn’t been able to be up on stage yet, but her time will soon come, as last night we did the scenes right before hers. Being at Stained Glass Theatre was a really neat experience, and I would highly recommend that any of you that are near Ozark, Missouri on a Thursday, Friday, or Saturday between April 19 and May 19 come and see Unto the Least of These!

Giant’s Causeway

Here is a picture of the Giant’s Causeway:

It is situated off the coast of Ireland, and we were studying it in one of my TPS classes. The topic of creating one out of Lego’s came up, and I decided to try to make a model. It’s not nearly as impressive as the real thing, but it won my Mom’s “neat” award at least!

Happy Birthday Mom!

Today, March 11, is the day my Mom was born. She has only been in one of our movies, as an extra, and I wrote her this poem for her birthday.

“A while ago Mom came up with a plan:

“We’ll convert the garage! I know we can!”

Little did we know, when we began,

How long this monstrous task would span.

We started out with lots of vigor,

But soon our doubts got much bigger,

We thought we’d never get it done,

Our task began to lose it’s fun.

We tore out old wood and insulated,

That task was itchy and very hated.

I tore down the doors, and cut my head,

It really hurt, it bled quite red.

But Mother she was not concerned,

No emergency room for me I learned.

The pain was bad, it cut me in two,

I didn’t know if I’d pull through.

Without going to a hospital room,

I thought I’d end up in my tomb.

Between life and death  I hovered,

But my strong body then recovered.

We then began to build new walls,

A large hard task that was not smalls.

We used a lot of 2 by 4’s,

And made much sawdust on the floor.

We then put a lot of siding,

It was not all that exciting.

But once twas done it looked quite good-

Much better than old rotten wood.

We then ran wires through the studs,

Got more dust upon our duds.

We had friends over to celebrate,

But still we hadn’t escaped the fate,

Of working in bonus room till we grow long beards,

That’s exactly what I feared,

When Mother said she had a plan,

Of bonus room work I’m not a fan.

But whatever happened I always loved Mother,

She’s a better lady than any other.

I’ll always love her til earth does end,

She’s so great I don’t have to pretend.

I’ll always try to be kind and good,

I’ll always be thankful for her yummy food.

I’ll try to be nice and not to steamroll,

And not on her brain to take a large toll.

I love you dear Mother! Happy birthday!

I wrote this big poem so I could just say,

I love you, I love you, I love you again.

You are the best of all the women!”

(P.S. I did get hit on the head when I was renovating our garage, I did bleed “quite red”, and I didn’t go to the ER, but I never was quite on the brink of death)

Stained Glass Theatre

A few months ago my family and I started going to see the shows that were being put on at the Stained Glass Theatre. The director of the play we were watching came out and talked to us for a few minutes, and that got our interest in acting sparked. When our Dad heard that their was going to be auditions for a play about George Muller, he said Rachel, Luke, and I could try out, as my Mom has recently read a book about him, and two days after the auditions we all learned that we were going to be able to be in the play! Yesterday was our first practice, and it went quite well. We’re still kind of the new around there, but that will almost definitely change, as we’ll end up being at the theatre for over 100 hours in the next two months! I’ll keep you posted (no pun intended) on the proceedings, and if you’re going through Ozark, Missouri from April 19 to May 19, come by the Theatre and check us out!


I know that 2,000 views for an entire Youtube channel isn’t all that great, but hey, it’s somewhat of an accomplishment!

Rube Goldberg machine bloopers

Ok, I must admit that I didn’t get every detail of my machine right the first time! (Or the second, or the third, or the fourth, or the…)

Rube Goldberg machine

I finished making a Rube Goldberg machine yesterday, and filmed it from start to finish. I thought that you might enjoy watching it. It never worked as an entire, functioning machine, but that was only because  I didn’t have enough stuff to do it all in one big, continuous machine. (And patience to retake the entire thing over and over and over again!) “Theoretically” it would have worked! (Although it took 5 hours to build a machine that could do what  I could do myself in 15 seconds!)

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