Vinson has graduated!

On December 19th Vinson graduated from Millersville University. He has a B.S. in Business Administration, Marketing and a B.A. in Economics. He was inducted into Omicron Delta Epsilon International Honor Society for Economics. Vinson plans to enter the Real Estate industry.

Joy turns 18!

We celebrated Joy's 18th birthday today. It's so amazing to have 4 of our 5 children in their adult years. We spent some time telling stories and praying for Joy.

Joy's "Earthquake Cake"

Sarah gave Joy the US Open cap. Joy was at The Open this year.

Joy with Grandma Landis and the sweater she gave her.

Joy being funny...

Nice smile.

Bummer, one candle left!

Joy it is a real blessing having you in our family. We are so grateful to God for you!

Timeless Christmas

Since Vinson doesn't post on our blog, or even read it much for that matter, I'm posting this for him. He wrote it yesterday. If you saw the facebook status of anyone in our family, you read part of this. Vinson wrote the poem and we each posted "our" sections. You had to follow the links between pages to get the whole thing, but here it is written all in one place. Enjoy, and Merry Christmas!

Timeless Christmas

I have assigned to myself a great task

"What is it?" you say, oh I'm glad you ask

To craft an original Christmas rhyme

One that will conquer the limits of time

It must be elegant, powerful, and sheik

Enjoyable to all, both bold and meek

It is my sole mission

To create a tradition

That shall not be broken

And will always be spoken

But for some help I must ask

To complete this noble task

The reply of Joy Sensenig

I have an idea that is smashin'

It should be about this year's new fashion

Or all the wonderful things we have seen

As we sit before that magical screen

The reply of Sarah Sensenig

That is not the right direction to go

All that silly hodgepodge and mistletoe

It should be about the festivities

Time spent with loved ones at all the parties

The reply of Erin Sensenig

These ideas are little more than rotten

For something central you two have forgotten

Christmas is nothing without the decor

The houses made up from ceiling to floor

Reply of Margaret Sensenig

These are all fine, the things of which you speak

But without snow, Christmas is just plain bleak

So make the rhyme about that stuff so white

Of how it falls and lays, making such a sight

Reply of Geoff and Karla Sensenig

It's intriguing, the topics you've chosen

But it seems that your minds have been frozen

There is no virtue in just being new

No, you must create something that is true

All too often the old is pushed aside

By people ever seeking some new ride

There is a theme that never fades

Needs no aid from pomp or parades

The ageless theme of ceaseless grace

The truth that we shall see his face

My New Book

Here is the start of a book i am writing. It is not edited yet. Here it is:

It happened all so fast. Too fast if you ask me. But there was nothing I could do about it now. She was gone, forever. And I was on my way to a whole different planet, oh so it seamed.

It had all started as a normal day. my annoying ear piercing alarm went off at five am. I slapped on the snooze and fell back asleep only to be awaken a minute later by the haunting alarm. So much for the snooze! I thought to myself. I slowly climbed out of my too comfortable bed. I swung open my closet and through on a blue tee-shirt and jeans. I pulled my pink Hello Kitty socks that were made for a five-year-old over my 13-year-old feet. Then I covered the weird looking cat’s face with brown tennis shoes that had decided to allow a window to move in front of my big toe so it could take a peek of the world.

I pulled my long wavy dirty blond hair into a long braid down my back. I especially liked braids on me because it looked like I had high-lights, but I was really born with the brown, blond and red tint. I purred Cheerios into my blow filled with milk. I brushed my teeth then I grabbed my backpack and ran out the door, “Bye mom!” I yelled.

I jumped on my bike and rode off toward my old rundown school.

Christmas Morning at My House- Poem

Here is a poem i wrote for school. (With some help form Erin and my Mom.)

Christmas Morning at My House

By: Margaret Sensenig

2010

Morning comes; I jump out of bed

And run down the hall

To see the little manger scene.

The babe and the stall.

Ding Dong! We sing to our neighbors,

Whom we love to meet.

“We wish you a Merry Christmas,”

We give them a treat.

We give gifts to one another

With joyful faces.

Smiling with holiday cheer

We say our graces.

To end this magnificent day

We relax ‘til night.

Enjoying the gift of God’s love,

We turn off the light.

Oh Christmas Tree and Our Family

This past weekend we finally found a day that all our kids would be together so we could go get our Christmas tree. (It was Saturday on the way to my parents’ home for our Christmas with the Sensenig clan) So we left for Esbanshades in Lititz for our tree. This year we had a gift card for the store so we could get a better tree than normal. We chose our tree in record time because of the budget freedom and the fact that they only had about a dozen trees left. So we got our tree and had a great time walking around admiring the Christmas decorations in the store. Afterward we arrived at my parents’ home for an excellent Christmas celebration. We ate, slept, played games, slept, eat, talked and laughed… We stayed late and enjoyed what is probably the last Christmas ever at my childhood home on Pine Hill Rd.

We set our tree up in our living room Sunday afternoon and over the next day or two got the decorations on. (I think we might be done decorating at this writing) Since we celebrate the larger Sensenig Christmas the Saturday before Christmas we have a very long celebration season this year. It seems we just got done with it and yet we still look forward to it next Saturday. Fun!

Below are a few pictures from our day.

 

 

Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

Imagine, sitting at a stop light, on your way back from shopping, and snow begins to fall before your eyes! The first snow fall! (That you have seen, at least).

Yesterday, December 4th, my mom and I were out Christmas shopping and shoe shopping when on our way back my mom said, "Look, see the snow?"

And sure enough there was little snow flakes flying through the winter air. The the snow began to fall faster, and more snow fell.

But the first sign of winter faded from our eyes as the red light turned yellow, then green. We had to leave that beautiful fluffy precipitation behind us as we drove off. Either the snow stopped, or we could no longer see it since they were falling so slow and we were driving fast.

Later when we got home, we saw that there was some flakes falling from the sky. Joy said, "The snow doesn't count unless it lands."

I agree with her, but that still doesn't stop that excitement off seeing snow fly through the air, proof for the cold air.

Oh the weather outside is frightful,
But the fire is so delightful,
And since we've no place to go,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

This is a picture of the snow last year. I am hoping the snow doesn't fall this much, but just enough to go sledding and to be cooped up inside with hot chocolate or coffee in hand, by the fire place.

Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!