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Wednesday, 16 May 2012

  • The Case of the Stolen Train

    Micah checked out a couple of books from the library on police officers that we read to them.  For school, I had planned on having a mini music lesson because Manu wanted to learn how to play the harmonica, but then Micah begged to learn about police officers.  In fact, this morning, he came into our bedroom dressed (as far as he was concerned) just like a mounted police officer (one on horseback).  So, I told them that we'd do both.  After our normal school routine, I taught them some basic music theory and then it was time to learn about the police.  One of the books had a small section in the back about fingerprinting and what detectives do.  It was quite clear that today the boys would be police detectives.



    Here's the plot:  In the early morning, someone had passed security and managed to steal a train from the Ramos Train Station.  They weren't sure who it was, but one thing was for sure.  There were lots of fingerprints left behind.  The crook obviously was an amateur and didn't wear gloves.  Detectives Manu and Micah were on the case.  They arrived to the crime scene and began dusting the fingerprints (with baby powder and their mom's cosmetic brush).  One brushed the prints while the other repeatedly relayed through their radios, "There's too much baby powder!"



    They transferred the clearest print (using scotch tape) and began to narrow down the suspects. 


    In this court system, you're guilty until proven innocent.  We all turned ourselves in and got fingerprinted. 

    First suspect:  Imanuel Alexander Ramos.  Detective Micah took his prints.




    Next suspect:  Micah Christian Ramos.  Detective Manu took his prints.




    Finally, Mama was the last suspect, but it seemed highly unlikely.  Why would she steal a train that she herself bought?  Was that even technically stealing?  The boys analyzed the data and compared all of the fingerprints.



    The evidence was quite clear according to the detectives.  The print matched identically to that of Mama Ramos.  They couldn't decide whether to handcuff me or not as they took me to jail.  Detective Micah insisted that we didn't have to handcuff.  Then, as they were about to lock me up, once again Detective Micah erred on the side of grace and said, "Okay, we'll give you one more chance!"  Detective Manu concurred.  In fact, they told me they'd give me one hundred more chances!  I don't see a very bright future ahead of them in the field of justice.  But, it was fun pretending for a day!


Friday, 11 May 2012

  • O Day of Rest & Gladness

    This was my things to do list for today:

    - do laundry
    - go to the bank
    - drop off recycled goods
    - take boys to the library
    - buy pet food
    - go grocery shopping
    - fill the bird feeders
    - read to the boys
    - go running (in the backyard)
    - tidy up the yard
    - clean the house for Sabbath


    And all this was on top of the normal daily grind.  I'm thankful that we were able to get everything done.  It was more difficult because I had to bring the boys with me everywhere since Israel is out of town.  Once we left the house to run errands, they had to get in and out of the car 5 times.  I must say that they were champs today.  After the final errand, I decided to treat the boys so we picked up some dinner and headed over to a local park.  After two hours of playing frozen tag (-and according to the boys' rules, somehow I am always "it" no matter what), we spent some time by the rushing river, and then headed home.  We had worship and then spent some time talking with Israel over the phone.  (He is in Colorado for GYC Board meetings.)  I put the boys to bed and then I took the most magnificent shower.  Now, I am ready to fully embrace the Sabbath and all that it entails.   

    After six days of truly legit work and labor, I can see how someone would be inspired to write an entire song dedicated to one day of the week.  I completely can resonate with these words:  

    O day of rest and gladness,
    O day of joy and light,
    O balm of care and sadness,
    Most beautiful, most bright,
    On thee the high and lowly
    Before th' eternal throne
    Sing, "Holy, holy, holy,"
    To the great Three in One.


    Thou art a port protected
    From storms that round us rise;
    A garden intersected
    With streams of paradise;
    Thou art a cooling fountain
    In life’s dry dreary sand;
    From thee, like Pisgah’s mountain,
    We view our promised land.


    A day of sweet reflection
    Thou art, a day of love,
    A day to raise affection
    From earth to things above.
    New graces ever gaining
    From this our day of rest,
    We seek the rest remaining
    To mansions of the blest.

    - Christopher Wordsworth, 1862

Thursday, 10 May 2012

  • Worm Sounds & Snacking Ants

    Today for school, the older boys and I did 2 science experiments using a great book we checked out from the library.  It's called Backyard Science



    The first experiment was called "Worm Sounds".  We took a large worm from our worm farm, put it on a piece of aluminum foil, and listened to the sounds of its setae (- the bristle-like parts of the worm used to grasp) as it crawled around.  We used a paper cone to help us hear better. 


    They never knew we could "hear" worms crawling, or that they had the bristle-like structures on their body.  Had to go indoors for this one since Grandpa Lewis was mowing his lawn next door.  We needed it to be quiet to hear.  Memorable moment was when the worm decided to defecate on Imanuel's hand.  To make things less uncomfortable, I shared how that is great fertilizer and the reason why we have a worm farm.  He is such a good sport, that boy.

    The other experiment was called "Ants on a Log", except it didn't have to do with the snack kids like to eat.  It was about what snacks ants like to eat.  The boys had lots of fun choosing what types of food to use in this experiment.  Here's what they decided:

    Small pieces of Veggie Meat, Tostada, Fruit Snack, Lettuce, Chocolate, Pistachio, Cheese, and Garlic were their offerings.

    At first, we had a hard time attracting the ants.  We placed the plate next to an ant home, but every time an ant would come onto the plate, it seemed that it would always happen upon the garlic first and then flee for dear life.  We learned early on that they DO NOT like garlic.  We waited a couple hours and when we came back, we were in for a surprise.  The ants were throwing down!  First things we noticed the ants were going after were the lettuce and the pistachio.  After those were nearly exhausted, they were gorging themselves on the veggie meat.  They hardly touched the tostada, cheese, fruit snack and chocolate.  Oh, and of course they stayed away from the garlic.  We left the plate out over night and we'll see if they ended up gathering the rest of the food eventually.  But it was clear what they preferred to take first from our ant buffet.

    The boys were surprised with the results.  First of all, they totally thought they were doing the ants a favor by giving them the pieces of fruit snack and chocolate.  They couldn't fathom how the ants would not take full advantage of the free sugar.  Secondly, we watched one ant drag a huge chunk of pistachio clear across the plate to its home.  That was pretty amazing.  So, the conclusion was that ants not only are crazy hard workers, but they are also healthy!  I, personally, was inspired by their self-control and temperance.  I guess there is a reason why they are so strong. 


    We targeted the ants that reside under the rocks in our front yard.


    Micah is following an ant that was carrying an enormous leaf.

     
    After 2 hours 


    **New Photo** : The Next Morning - They were still hard at work!

    We had lots of fun learning today.  The next couple of weeks, we'll be doing more of the science projects/experiments from the book.  I appreciate how it uses basic household supplies and incorporates backyard nature.  Super-fun and super-easy.  And I love having school outdoors!


Monday, 23 April 2012

  • The Making of Little Church Members

    Recently, the Adventist Review put out an article called "Help!  My Child Can't Sit Still in Church.  What's a Parent to Do?"  After reading it, it got me thinking about the evolution of my experience sitting through church with my babies. 

    When Israel got a call to pastor in the U. P, our firstborn, Imanuel was 6 months old.  Prior to that, both Israel and I would sit with the baby (if he wasn't preaching).  Now, Israel was preaching every Sabbath...and 3 times at that.  It was fine with one baby.  Newborns are actually pretty easy.  It's when they become toddler age and are incapable of reasoning (and whispering), and when you're in your last trimester with another one, when things get difficult.  There were some difficult times, especially since Israel left to preach at the first church before 8am.  I not only had to worry about getting the boys ready to go to church, but I knew Israel would be unavailable for pretty much the whole rest of the day.  After church, he had prison ministry and sometimes more visits. 

    But my overall church experience has always been so positive because of Grandma Karen.  I'm so thankful that she decided to invest so much in my 3 boys.  And that's where I had an epiphany.  I realized that in order to help our kids love the church and to be active participants, it takes investment.  To be honest, at first, I thought it was a little over the top that Karen would switch out books and toys every single Sabbath from the Sabbath bag - for a 6 month old.  I mean, she even switched Sabbath bags from time to time because she thought maybe the boys would like the pockets on them.  She put in countless time, money, and thought, not only into teaching them for Sabbath School, but also into ensuring that the boys sat quietly and were engaged and happy during church.  Even when the boys were babies, she observed them and knew what each of the boys preferred to play with and what they struggled with.  But Israel and I truly appreciate what that was worth.  They responded to her.  With calm, loving-kindness, she taught them to not only be quiet, but to be reverent, which is essential to church.  Over time, she taught them how to participate in all of the preliminaries before the actual message.  She taught them to be active worshipers and most importantly, to love church.

    It got even crazier when she would give a friendly reminder to the pastor when sermons would just go too long.  She would say, "Pastor, you need to think about the children...your children!"  I would just laugh.  Why should the pastor modify the message just for the children?  He should think about the other church members.  But it's true.  I realized that church should be just as much for the young mother and her children as it is for the middle-aged members whose children are out of the house.  Church is a place for members of all ages and it should consider the growing families as well.   

    While we are nowhere near perfect, I thought I'd share where we're at in our family's church experience.  I definitely feel blessed, and I'm thankful that my boys are at a place that allows me to actually hear the message too.  I'm hoping I'll be able to look back on these days with fond memories of when our boys learned how to give and gain the most in the Church.

    Here's the weekly grind:

    -  Friday night, I gather everything I need to bring to church for me and for the kids:  Bibles & SS lessons, tithe & offering, diaper bags, quiet activities/books, water/snack etc. 
    -  Upon arrival to church, distribute Bibles & offering and give pep talk about reverence - even in Sabbath School.  When they behave, I try to make it a point to affirm them for making Jesus happy.
    -  Sometimes we pray before church starts if they need extra reinforcement.
    -  Boys and I go to the bathroom before church starts.
    -  The babies always sat on a lap during church until they were ready to sit on the pew by themselves. 
    -  We've always had them sit on the pew and face the front.  No playing on the floor or walking around.
    -  Church is always a quiet time with only whispers when necessary, even when waiting for church to start.
    -  Sabbath bag had only quiet toys and books and were different each Sabbath.  (I included a list of the boys' favs below.)
    -  To encourage participation in service, Sabbath bag doesn't come out until after children's story and when sermon starts.  They never know what's in the bag, so they look forward to the surprise. 
    -  We encourage them to stand/kneel/sing when the church does.  No exceptions, even with pregnancy or with a newborn.  Karen had a mini-hymnal for the boys that she would always bring.  They loved using the hymnal when it was time to sing.  Once they got the hang of it, they knew when to stand, what to sing, and when to kneel.  After time, they were able to sing along with all of the doxology/call to worship songs.  Sometimes we practiced the songs at home. 
    -  No playing with any toys during prayer.
    -  As the boys got older, they bring their Bibles to church and I help them find passages in the Bible at least for Scripture Reading. 
    -  If Israel is preaching, it's nice when we know what he will be preaching about and which songs will be chosen for opening and closing song so the boys can know ahead of time.  That makes church more engaging. 
    -  The boys didn't do it often, but there were a couple times when they participated in special music with a children's group.  Manu has been practicing a song on the ukulele for over a year now and he hopes to play and sing for church. 

    Ramos Boys' Fav Sabbath Bag Items (through the years):
    - lift-the-flap books
    - little flashlights
    - connecting toys with magnets (when they stopped putting everything in their mouth)
    - stickers/markers and notepad - they like making cards for someone
    - silly putty with plastic animals or stamps - by far their favorite. 
    - Bible activity notepads:  dot-to-dots, puzzles, coloring pages

    Imanuel is slowly weaning off of the Sabbath bag activities.  I find him listening to the sermon more and more as he gets older.  When I see this, I try to talk to him about the message and get an idea of what he is hearing.  Sometimes he likes to fill in the blanks if there is a sermon worksheet.  And when Israel isn't on the road preaching, he is sitting right there with us.  Added blessing is his lap makes Ty narcoleptic.  Before, Sabbath was such a stressful, tiring day.  Now, it is our happiest day.  If any of you have any of your own Sabbath tips, please feel free to share.  Sabbath can never be too happy. 


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  • this is the xanga page of israel, judy, imanuel, micah, and titus ramos. we started this blog on our first wedding anniversary and we had just found out that we were expecting our first son, imanuel alexander. since then, we've shared many stories, pictures, and thoughts from our experiences as a family, in ministry, in parenting, and with our friends. we want to remember these special moments and we hope they are a blessing to you as well!

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