Wednesday, March 16, 2016

1st Stream Family Vacation!

We scrimped and saved for a year to get to Florida.  BEST TIME EVER!  Stayed with dear friends, played on four beaches, loved GatorLand, bought cheesy souvenirs, and had an all around amazing time!
Reentry was difficult.  From sun and 80's to rain and 50's.
Thank you Lord for the memories. My favorite?  The top photo shows Nate and Tim sitting in the cock pit on their first ever plane ride!

Wednesday, February 24, 2016

My Lola

Our neighbor didn't want her.  But we do.  Lola is 4 years old and such a sweetheart.

Saturday, January 16, 2016


Double digits.

When I started Fourby40 I was 15 weeks along.  With Tim.  Sigh.

Top picture with best buds Peter and Anthony.
Bottom pic is 1st place in speed and 3rd place in Evangelical Design at the 2016 Awana Grand Prix.
Tim pronounces it Pricks.  Just like Josh did.

Saturday, December 26, 2015

2015 Stream Christmas Form Letter

Dear ones,

Oh me oh my.

Patrick was certified as a Biblical Counselor, ordained as an elder and skated an inline marathon with his daughter for the first time.  So many things on the bucket list, so little time. He was given a snowblower by a family that moved to Florida.  After 19 years of shoveling he can clear the driveway in 7 minutes!  Snow way! He leads this family well and is an amazing husband and father.

Carla substitute teaches to the brink of insanity and is helping to pay for a trip to Florida for Spring Break 2016! Our first ever family vacation.  To WalleyWorld.  Go us.  She has also started the Faith Community Church Prolife Coalition to get organized with activities and opportunities in the prolife movement.  She dabbles in gluten free eating and wants to exercise, but doesn't.  She celebrated her 50th birthday by dancing the night away to the 80's.  She died of fun.

Josh is working and studying and answer polite questions about what he will do after graduation in 2016,  "Whatever my mom tells me to do with my life."  is his answer.  Um. Start your career, get married and begin immediately adopting grand cherubs.  In that order.  Mom is truly in denial that he could possibly be 18.  Pretty sure he is still 7.

Sarah stays busy with babysitting, volunteering in the church nursery and hanging with friends.  She is starting driver's education in January.  Yikes. Mom loves sharing boots and scarves with her daughter.  The girl is getting taller and will pass me up soon. Sarah keeps us living life to the fullest by asking, "What are we going to do now? What are we doing tonight?  Let's make plans this weekend!"

Nathan finds middle school boring and can't wait to come home and chillax.  He had his 12th birthday party with 11 other boys and we decided to make that the last year for it.  Oy vey.  He received a phone for Christmas and the whole family enjoys seeing only the top of his head around the house.

Tim has taken 4th grade by storm.  Reading, writing and doing math like a champ.  He has reached grade level in all of it. Hard work pays off, son.  He requested a cursive writing packet from his teacher and on his own has developed quite a style.  His writing assignments at school focus on God, Jesus and his family.

Griffen was getting quite sick and it was decided that Griff would be put down.  We picked the day and said our goodbyes and mom took him.  She didn't know what to expect and was quite horrified at the vet.  Our fatcat is buried in the backyard. This is our first Christmas without him yet God has seen fit to send us a neighborhood outside cat who comes and goes. We welcome Lola and say goodbye to Griffen.
All is calm. All is bright.  The Savior of the world came to earth as a baby to save us all from our sins.  We pray that you seek Him above all things. Merry Christmas from our family to yours.

Monday, November 16, 2015

Nathan is 12!!

Not sure how it happened that my Natedog is 12 years old!!  When I started this blog Nate was 20 months.  Yeesh.

Happy Birthday buddy!!  I love you!!

Friday, October 23, 2015


I had an amazing 80's dance party for my 50th birthday party!!  ohmystarsdidwedance

I had THE BEST TIME and am so thankful to all of those that came out to dance and party and laugh with me!!  Thank you for the gifts, the cards, the chocolate, the ammo, the hugs and fun.

Five by 50??? UMMMNOOOOOOOO.   I wore the button just to make that point crystal clear.

Thank you Lord that I have more love in my life now than I have ever had!!

Friday, September 04, 2015

School Pics!!

The even years 2015-2016
Josh 12th
Sarah 10th
Nathan 6th
Tim 4th

Saturday, August 15, 2015

A Tim Tale Reposted from 2009

Goodbye Griffen

We said goodbye to our Griffen.  He had lost so much weight and really began to be sickly.  He was 16!! I made the appt. and brought him myself.  I couldn't bear the thought of my husband watching his beloved Griff be put down.  I got Griffen for Patrick for Father's Day 1999.

So many precious memories.  So many years of having Griffen RIGHT HERE.  All the time.

If you are so inclined type Griffen into search. There are stories galore.  :)

There is this.  And this. And this too.

Rest in peace Griffers.  Our beloved fatcat.

Friday, August 07, 2015

Friday, February 27, 2015


This is the face my stomach makes after having four children.

Friday, February 20, 2015

Thursday Morning in the Trenches

The temp -14.  My 17 year old son Joshua ran back into the house barefoot.  He had just been starting his car to warm it up.  Barefoot.

Tim couldn't find his story The Bunny. I was sure that I recycled it so I went outside. Temp was still -14. I dumped the whole bin into the driveway.  Sorted through cardboard, empty water bottles, cereal boxes and didn't find The Bunny.  Came in to see it on the phone stand.

Tim zipped up his winter coat.  The zipper broke.  I scrambled to MAKE IT WORK but had to grab the back up winter coat.  That zipper broke too.  Get in the car! He went to school with a busted zipper coat.

I came home to sit on the couch and cry.  I wanted to start the day over.  I wanted peace and calm and joy.  Instead I found rest. And in that rest was peace and calm and joy. Thank you Lord.

Walmart had $35 boys winter coats on sale for $8! Score!

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

2014 Christmas Form Letter

I just did this. I just wrote one of these.  I swear I did. Well I try not to swear but sometimes I let one slip.

So it is time for the Stream Form Letter of Christmas Sarcasm.

In the year of our Lord 2014 the time is upon us once again to tell you how perfect and wonderful and beautiful we are.

Patrick is busy.  Being daddy, Biblical Counseling and elder apprenticing.  Wow.  I find him shaking his head a lot when doing the daddy thing.  Could be the kids. Nahhhhh.  They are perfect. The kettlebells are swinging every morning for Mr. Stream. We celebrated 20 years of marriage this year and 24 years of friendship. Beautiful.

Carla is trying to get a grip on her health.  She had quite a summer. Hypothyroidism, adrenal fatigue and severe anemia. Oh my!  She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes though so LOOK OUT! Carla counsels with her husband, tries to keep up with kidlets, is a substitute teacher and election official.  She shot her first gun last week! BAM!  Oh and roars her terrible roar against abortion. She wonders what she will be when she grows up. Wonderful.

Joshua. Oh boy. That boy. 17. A junior.  He is still washing dishes at Mama Maria's. His work clothes smell so bad mom usually throws them outside. He has a license and a car. There's your warning.  You're welcome. He will be going on a mission trip to Haiti in June. Mom stayed in denial until the VISA arrived! My baby! As eldest he still enjoys torturing the youngers. Perfect.

Sarah is a freshman.  The girl LOVES school.  Always has. She goes to school with young men that have beards.  Crazy. Sarah has been called quite a lot to babysit.  I have instructed her to CLEAN THEIR HOUSES! Even though I have to beg her to CLEAN HER ROOM the parents appreciate it very much.  We will not mention the boys that have asked her out. Perfect.

Nathan grew 4 inches over the summer.  Dude. Last year of elementary school. Loving Roblox and Jesus. He lost his beloved pet gerbil Ricky last month.  Tough stuff. The wrestling between Natedog and his brother Tim is NONSTOP.  Mommy knows boys will be boys but "he sat on my head, he licked my tongue, he slapped my butt, he farted in my face" gets old. Wonderful.

Tim. I should just leave it at that. When Tim turned 3 I lamented to a friend, "I am not going to make it with this kid!" So I have made it 6 years longer than I thought I would.  Tim Nonstop Stream. He lost his beloved pet gerbil Nibbles months ago.  Both gerbils are still in the freezer awaiting burial arrangements.  Tim can usually be found opening the freezer door and saying, "Bye Nibbles. I love you. I gotta go to school now." Beautiful.

Griffen the cat is 15. That seems old but I have been assured that cats live to be 1,000. So he's really just a kitten. Wonderful.

Just to reiterate.  Perfect. Wonderful. Beautiful.


The Ghost of Christmas Sarcasm Past Form Letters

Saturday, December 20, 2014

You Can Quote Me

You know that feeling you have when you can't find one of your toddlers? The toddler that you are carrying on your hip? 
I pretty much feel like that all the time.
-Carla Stream

Friday, December 19, 2014


I have wanted to shoot a gun for a long time. I have wanted my own gun to conceal and carry for a long time too.  Today I shot two different guns!! A small black one and then a larger black one.  Oh they have fancy names and numbers I'm sure.  But that is neither here nor there to me.

My thoughts on the shoot.

1.  When we got there I didn't want to leave the car. For real.

2.  I could have concentrated better if there weren't so many loud and bigger guns shooting.

3.  My brain said loudly YOU ARE HOLDING A LOADED GUN!!! about a thousand times.


5.  I broke a nail.

6.  I think I killed the paper target man.  I know I did.

7.  My husband thinks I am hilarious. Even when armed.

8.  I closed my eyes sometimes because I wasn't really sure where the bullets were going anyway.

9.  The ear and eyewear was not the least bit flattering.  Red headphones and yellow glasses? Really?

10. When I wasn't shooting I tidied up the place.  Let's sweep up the casings shall we?

11.  I love watching my husband shoot! My armed protector warrior husband!

12.  Patrick is the best teacher in the world.

13.  I tried to be teachable.

14.  I am saving my allowance for a gun!

15.  I can't wait to shoot again!

16.  I shot a gun!!

Tuesday, December 09, 2014

Strong Willed Sarah Stream

My girl.  She is something.

Once when she was heading out the door to walk to school as a 1st grader Joshua got ahead of her. She threw a fit and would not leave the yard.  I told her to get walking or she would be late.  Nothing doing.  I went inside and considered giving her a ride.  But I didn't.  I listened to her scream and yell and pound on the window and the door.  I cried.  I prayed.  I wanted her to make the right choice.And finally she did. She moved those feet out of our yard.  She walked to school.  I called her in strong willed.  Not sick.  Strong willed. I explained that my daughter would be late but she would be there. 

On Monday Sarah was under the weather.  Blehhhhhh.  Too sick for school.  I called her in sick.  And she cried. She cried and cried because she didn't want to miss the Science test and then have to make up tons of homework.  She wanted to go to school so badly and I wouldn't let her.

I flashed back from 9th grade to 1st.
And how my SW Sarah has grown.

Monday, November 03, 2014

The Change

No, not THAT change.  Gross.

Our family dynamic is changing.  It began with our oldest, Joshua getting a job and a license and a car.  And our daughter, Sarah heading to high school and football games and babysitting jobs.  It is a rare event when we all sit down together for dinner and I am struggling with it.  This is hard.  I am happy for them as they embrace their lives and continue toward independence but I miss them.  I miss The Bigs.
Case in point.  Sarah was going to a friend's party on Halloween.  Not trick or treating like last year. WHAT?! WHY?! I got all choked up and as she walked out the door she said, "Mom I'm not going off to college."  You might as well be, missy!
We now seem to be hanging with the youngers.  The Littles(I am not allowed to call them that anymore out loud)dressed up and went out trick or treating and lasted about an hour.  Not impressed, no big deal, whatevs.
I am looking ahead and see nights with four of us.  Patrick and I and two boys. Still fun.  Just different.
And I will embrace the change.  I will accept the change.  Not with quiet grace and humility mind you.  But chasing Josh's car down the street and yelling, "You forgot to kiss and hug your mother goodbye! Get back here! You need your sweatshirt! Drive safely! Have a good night at work! I love you! Hurry back!"

Tuesday, September 02, 2014

Saturday, August 16, 2014


I miss Robin. The way I miss John Candy and Mr. Rogers. My heart aches. I miss his sweet face, his crazy voices and his physical humor.
Robin introduced me to Mork. I wanted to marry Mork. I had the rainbow suspenders, which I thought were enough to become his wife. I figured we could laugh together all the rest of our days. And then Mindy stole him from me.
My favorite movies of Robin's are Mrs. Doubtfire and Jack. He made me laugh when I was in a lot of pain. I grew up with Robin.
I will not speculate on whether Robin is in heaven. That is not for me to know and I am good with that. I cannot say that he is in a better place or that he is free. Only God knows. I will trust Him. Robin faced judgment before our Righteous King just as we all will. I was not there. Nor was I there in Robin's last moments. I do not know what he was thinking or feeling. God does. I will trust Him.
I do not pray for Robin or anyone else who has passed away. I pray for his family and friends and for those of us who are left that are trying to make some sense of it. To make meaning and share our sadness.
Robin had a God given gift of bringing joy to others. He made us laugh and cry and I am grateful to God that Robin lived. That God made him. That I had that chance to love him and his talent. I will grieve his passing.
PS One does not have to struggle with depression or suicidal thoughts and attempts to have an opinion.(I have)But we are free to express our thoughts and our opinions even if we disagree. But the hatred? Please.Stop.