my little mommy moment of the day….let’s obsess over the living room layout!

I suppose you might say I’ve been constantly rearranging our living room on and off since we moved in.  It’s a bright room with lots of windows and lots of odd nooks and crannies.  I’ve had to be creative to find ways to make our furniture fit in there the way I want…but think I’ve finally done it.  The first step in this process was to extend the wall you see behind the big leather chair out a bit by adding crates stacked up on each other. This turned an unusable wall into something fashionable and it gave me more storage.  In case you don’t know (not like you really want to but I’ll tell you anyways because this is my blog!) I can’t watch TV from the couch.  Oh yea….it’s not like I’m watching tv all the time.  But it’s been a bit annoying that when the kids go to bed and I finally get a chance to sit down sometimes I enjoying watching a little something.  The current entertainment center is too big and I’ve been having to physically pull my tv out (not something you want to have to do all the time) and then set it down where I can see it.  Pretty annoying and unpleasant.  So my solution is…if I can’t find a replacement for the tv hutch…I wanted to make a little nook in front of the crate bookcase for tv viewing…haha..I feel so silly about blogging about how annoyed I am that I can’t watch TV!!  ANYWAYS…..ha…now you know my little secret! 

So, I created this nook!  That little ottoman was a little gift from my hubby and I moved the big leather chair back.  Next I plan on slip-covering it to help the chair “disappear.”  Not disappear…but it’s so huge and the contrast is so high (white walls….ox blood red chair) that it just really screams, “I’m a huge chair taking up this space!”  So, I am visualizing a natural colored slip cover that will match the ottoman.  Voila!  My little mommy moment of the day…to blog about this corner and enjoy my new seating area!  Not to mention it gives guests an extra place to sit when they visit.  It can be a little awkward if all you have is one couch….then you’re sitting there with your necks craned trying to look at each other when you talk and that can get tiring on your neck muscles!  Just sayin….:)

Did I make you feel a little more human today?  Like sometimes it’s ok to obsess over the layout of your living room until you get it right.  I say if it’s not right…go right ahead and play with your furniture until it is!  Being a stay-at-home momma….I’m looking at these spaces ALOT.  So it’s crucial for me to  make them cozy and inviting.   That’s how I want my house to be for everyone. 




our treasures reflect His love for us our struggles reflect His power over us

I suppose you might catch me a little emotional these days.  Mostly because since our infamous climb on a very dangerous mountain, I realized how truly important our loved one’s are to me.  Genuinely, life’s little goals and aspirations are nothing compared to the jewels that beat around us.  How truly thankful I am for the gift of my children because their sweet and pure love for the momma and daddy.  How truly sweet to hear them say things like, “Jesus died for us on the cross, Oma.”  Although they do not fully understand how precious this is yet, it is my prayer they will grow up treasuring the cross as their momma does.

Turn your eyes upon Jesus.

Look full in HIs wonderful face.

And the things of earth will grow strangely dim, in the light of His glory and grace.

Being up on that mountain was shocking.  There has been no other time I have felt smaller and more in the hands of my Creator.  My life beats and breathes because He wills it.  It is therefore my duty to worship Him.  To praise Him this morning.  I encourage you to do the same.  Think upon all things good….thank Him for them.  He loves you!  Turn some worship music on and praise Him, lest the rocks cry out!  What a happy people the un-saved will see if you let them.  Every hour we need Him.  Praise God!

Here are a few pictures from a beautiful Sunday morning Hike in New Hampshire.  Enjoy.

My initials on this tree….:)


August walking with his dad in conversation along the snowy winter trails of NH.


Leo fetching a ride on his Papa.



Our most beautiful and inspirational, Oma.

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My most favorite man in the entire world and the man I will follow to death.


Beautiful iced waterfalls and snowy river banks.


My beautiful Grace.


The ice was so incredibly beautiful.


Anya’s turn on Papa’s shoulders.


“The Tristans,”  translation by Leo. Tristan and Katy!


Dan and Jenny’s precious girl, Amelia.


So there ya have it.  I have a few more shots that I still need to upload to my computer…but I think these capture a  lot of how beautiful and joyful our vacation was.

What are you thankful for today?

an (/adˈvenCHər,əd-/) worth having

Adventure (/adˈvenCHər,əd-/) noun:  an unusual and exciting, typically hazardous, experience or activity. 

Have you ever had one?  Last week I experienced my first true adventure.  In New Hampshire.   I climbed Mount Washington!

I don’t believe there are very many people who can say they would want to leave the comfort of their home in winter to travel north to even colder winter temps than they are experiencing.  But our Napotnik family did it!  We packed up and left late Thursday evening to spend a night In Pennsylvania and then continued on to our destination and arrived in beautiful, rugged, white, cold, freezing, magnificent New Hampshire Friday night!  We spent the week fellowshipping with loved ones, enjoying the white powdery deep snow, sledding down fun hills, hiking, ice climbing (well the menfolk anyways) and mountain climbing.  It was truly a most enjoyable experience.  It was such a blessing to me to see my kids play with their daddy, their uncles and their dear sweet beautiful aunt….whom is pregnant with their FIRST girl cousin!  To see them snuggle next to Papa and Oma and yes even Mr. Reed!  We played hard and slept hard.  We enjoyed fires in the house’s three fireplaces, the smell of winter smoke and hot cocoa.  We enjoyed cooking large and yummy meals for the whole party each night and even once at an amazing restaurant called The Flatbread Company, where flatbread pizzas were baked in a real authentic wood fired oven, all ingredients organic and local.  The biggest coo came Monday morning when August, Papa and I set out for the white mountains to climb one infamously dangerous mountain, Mt. Washington.

How can I possibly describe it?  Check out the current conditions on the summit (6,289 feet) here.

Our day was forecasted to be partly cloudy, which to my husband who has climbed Mt. Washington several other times meant beautiful conditions where clouds would come and go and sometimes blow right over you.  What we got was something completely different.  Our climb started at 8:30am at the information center.  From there we chose the Ammonoosuc Trail which all in all was a 3.8 mile hike to the summit.  It took us approximately 7 hours.  Our weather was pleasant and beautiful, albeit very chilly, but upon reaching the alpine zone everything changed.  Gusts of wind approaching higher than 50mph began blasting our windproof shells.  Fingers started really getting cold and if you stopped even for a moment the cold would sink in to your bones.  I’ve never felt such dangerous temps in all my life.  We reached the hut in Lake of the Clouds and from there our hike turned to Mt. Everest like conditions.  We decided to continue on believing the summit was just around the corner (a 1.7 mile distance took us 2 hours).  From the saddle, and in complete white-out conditions (meaning you can hardly see 10 feet in front of you) we began trudging through thick snow drifts.  Each step was exhausting because you would step and sink, step and sink.  The effort to pull yourself back out again was extremely exhausting.  Believing it too late to turn back we pressed on even though I could sense the worry and hesitation in my husband (something he does not show often).  I knew it was serious and as we made our summit bid and I looked and saw the worry along with the frostbite on my husband’s face I knew I had to be strong.  This was the real deal…there was no room for fear lest it take over you and consume your mind and defeat your body’s efforts to survive.  I pushed passed him, and trudged my way through the drifts, desperately seeking those stone pyramids which guided our path to the summit.  There were several times where the drifts were so deep it was all I could do to crawl like an animal, using my ice ax to dig and pull me up toward the next pyramid.  All through iced goggles.  Personal note, once you put your goggles on….never take them off.  They will fog.  I made that mistake.  Though almost completely blinded by wearing them, I kept them on because the stinging snow and wind was too painful with them off.  Literally….I saw where I was going by looking through a small clear sport in the lower right corner of my goggles.  Seeing me press on encouraged August to take the lead again.  There shortly afterward we summited.  Winds 55mph (which I suppose is low considering how high they get up there).  -10 degrees but because of the wind felt like -50!  What I saw looked like something from another planet.  The gray skies filled with swirling snow and ice.  And the observatory with it’s huge satellite dishes looked like something from Mars.  We rested a bit then made our way back down the access road.  Another 7.8 miles down.  Through the moonlight we reached the bottom of the mountain and since we were miles from our car we reached a lodge and phoned for a pick up from there.  All in all it took us the entire day and into the night to finish. 

But we did it.  We survived.  We prevailed!  Through tears I heard my husband say, “I’m sorry I brought you up here, Kelli.”  He later told me that he had NEVER climbed in those conditions before and the conditions we summited in were conditions that most mountaineers in their right mind would have turned away from.  Somehow, I came down the mountain with no frostbite.  The only wounds were from my boots blistering my heels.  August and Papa both have scars now from frostbitten faces.  Somehow I was untouched.  The only thing I can say was God protected me.  God gave me the strength to press on when I felt my husband hesitating.  God inspired us to survive and get back down again when truly through the cold you felt the cold zapping your strength and threatening your very breath of life! 

I can’t say that I am fully able to describe that day.  But I can certainly say it was the most memorable day of my life.  Such a special bond I feel I now share with August and his dad.  How truly happy we were to come home to our loved ones…to see my children run up and grab my legs in sheer relief and excitement. 

This experience has imparted one important lesson.  When you realize how fleeting life is and how very easily it can be taken from you, all that matters in this life are those eternal hearts that beat around you.  Life’s possessions and even goals quickly fade and disappear when you realize all you really want is your family around you.  Up on that mountain, all I could think about what how much I loved my children, how much I wanted them near me in those deathly moments. 

So readers, cherish your families!  Hug them close and never loose sight of what is truly important.  Everything else is trivial and of little significance compared to them. 

So climbing that mountain was unusual and exciting.  It was hazardous and we overcame it! I climbed Mt. Washington! 


the super food anti-cough syrup


Garlic is a super food in my opinion.  It is a potent antiviral and antibacterial.  As a mother and one whom is especially protective of her little ones (who isn’t?), I want to give them the best head start in this life.  One that supports their little immune systems and will help their bodies to overcome infection on their own.  I believe in medicine when it’s needed. But I try not to use drugs unless they are absolutely needed.  

Last week my children came down with a cold.  No biggy.  But the cold has been an upper respiratory one and my girls have been coughing horribly during the night.  This means I’m extremely tired because I’ve been getting up with them and last night, it was almost every hour.  So, you might say I’m a little desperate.  I stumbled upon this recipe from a fellow blogger and mother, The Imperfect Homemaker. 

With all this being said, I don’t think sickness is something to be afraid of.  Too often worried mothers jump the gun, have their kids guzzle Tylenol and chemical laden cough syrups all too soon to discover that they aren’t helping their children’s bodies in the long run.  Those things may provide instant relief but I want encourage mothers around me to educate themselves with natural remedies first.  I will admit, if my child is struggling and needs a little help I’ll give a dose of Tylenol.  But never without first giving something natural first.  God made our bodies to fight.  He provided a rich abundance of resources on this good earth to aid the body to in doing its job.  

So here’s the recipe again, if your child is coughing and needs a little help.

the super food anti-cough syrup

2 cloves of garlic, pressed;

1 Tablespoon of raw honey (not heated above 118 degrees and is full of anti-viral and anti-bacterial properties).

1 Tablespoon of freshly squeezed lemon juice.

Mix all the ingredients together and let them sit and blend for a few minutes.

Wash down with a drink of water.

Repeat every 1-2 hours as needed.

If your kids aren’t familiar with doing things like this the taste might be a shocker.  I usually bring out the saleswoman inside of me and say things like, “Ok, mommy made you a special honey syrup!  Drink it quick to make the coughs go away!”  It usually works and then they’ll make their faces but I’ll praise them and make a big deal about how brave they were for taking their “umckas.”  An endearing term we call our natural home remedies. 

I’m not a hippie or a drug o’phobic…I just happen to believe in the power of using food to heal the body.  Hope this is a helpful post since we are in the season of colds!




the fog is lifting?


Is the fog lifting?  Is my mind finally clearing and I’m not giving myself enough credit?  Sometimes I think we are too hard on ourselves.  Do you remember in this post I wrote about loosing my credit card twice in one month?  Well the first time I was at a take-out-window buying a much needed breakfast on the go because we were moving that day.  Yep.  Moving out of a house that had been causing harm to me physically for two years without me knowing it.  Mold.  Not black mold….but mold and mildew which I never even saw until the last month we lived there.  I blamed all of my weird symptoms on being tired and busy with three kids.  Turns out I’m stronger than that.   I was struggling because my body was dealing with something internally which was effecting me physically externally.  So that morning, as we prepared to move, I bought a chicken sandwich.  The kind window attendant handed me my card, it slipped out of my hand and fell somewhere under my driver’s seat.  Still can’t find it today nearly three months later.  So I had my husband cancel it and request a new one.  The new card came in.  During all the hub bub of Christmas shopping I must have left my wallet out for an unsuspecting little boy of mine to come along and grab.  I found my wallet, but no credit card!  Oh dear…not good.  I asked August to cancel that one too…however apparently if you request too many cancelations you get charged a fee.  So we waited.  It’ll turn up.  I mean, how far could a toddler have carried it.  I searched in laundry baskets, under beds, between the sheets, in toy boxes, under the couch, in the closet, in secret nooks and crannies….never found it.  So I decided to give it a rest.  Several weeks later I found it.  Want to know where?

In my computer’s DVD drive.  Yep, that’s right.  When a DVD would not go in my computer made a grumpy sound.  A few seconds later a paper card shot out.  How did THAT get in there?!  Instant reaction…LEO…..So I inserted the DVD again which still would not go in.  Out pops my credit card! 

Why don’t we all just give ourselves a little break?!  Pat yourself on the back and rest in the full knowledge that things are not always as bad as they seem.  It might just be a little toddler putting your credit card inside your computer’s drive. 

The fog is lifting.  I’m not as brain numb as I thought!  I’m just experiencing life with a toddler.  You can bet I’ll be more careful about leaving my wallet lying around!