Amazing how the word "fun" has a whole new meaning once you have kids--wouldn't trade it for the world.
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Our Friday Family Fun
Amazing how the word "fun" has a whole new meaning once you have kids--wouldn't trade it for the world.
E
I don't think I could love this little man any more than I do at this very moment! He is the happiest little guy around here.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
David's Funnies
Me: David, there is a time to be wild and a time to be calm and right now it is time to be calm.
D: OK, is tomorrow time to be wild?
D: Mommy, my covers are all messed up
Me: Did you tear apart your bed?
D: No, the covers must have rolled all over on their own. (The covers were thrown in a pile on the floor and I am rather confident that they didn't do it "on their own".)
In other news--we FINALLY found a house! We put our offer in last week but we were a little nervous because there was an open house over the weekend. I kept telling Glenn that I didn't want to get my hopes up but I just loved the house. Our realtor called this morning to say that our offer is the one that the sellers chose!! Yay! That is only the first step in a long process, but at least it is one step closer. I am still not getting my hopes up but I am praying and trusting the Lord to lead us to the exact house He has for us!
D: OK, is tomorrow time to be wild?
D: Mommy, my covers are all messed up
Me: Did you tear apart your bed?
D: No, the covers must have rolled all over on their own. (The covers were thrown in a pile on the floor and I am rather confident that they didn't do it "on their own".)
In other news--we FINALLY found a house! We put our offer in last week but we were a little nervous because there was an open house over the weekend. I kept telling Glenn that I didn't want to get my hopes up but I just loved the house. Our realtor called this morning to say that our offer is the one that the sellers chose!! Yay! That is only the first step in a long process, but at least it is one step closer. I am still not getting my hopes up but I am praying and trusting the Lord to lead us to the exact house He has for us!
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
All Smiles
This little guy is so special to our family. Every time you look at him he has a smile. He smiles when he spits up, he smiles when you look at him, he smiles when you put him to bed, he smiles when he wakes up, he smiles in the exersaucer, he smiles when he gets a bath, he smiles while he's playing on the floor, he smiles all the time!
Friday, October 22, 2010
Time
This poem makes me think about how special each and every day with the trio really is. Sometimes I get overwhelmed with the craziness of the day, but the truth is I wouldn't trade it for the world. I love these three peeps!
Let Me Hold You Longer
by Karen Kingsbury
"Long ago you came to me, a miracle of firsts;
First smiles and teeth and baby steps, a sunbeam on the burst.
But one day you will move away and leave to me your past
And I will be left thinking of a lifetime of your lasts.
The last time that I held a bottle to your baby lips
The last time that I lifted you and held you on my hip,
The last night when you woke up crying,
Needing to be walked,
When last you crawled up with your blanket
Wanting to be rocked.
The last time when you ran to me still small enough to hold
The last time when you said you'd marry me when you grew old.
Precious simple moments and bright flashes from your past
Would I have held on longer if I'd known they were your last?
Our last adventure to the park, your final midday nap
The last time when you wore your favorite faded baseball cap.
Your last few hours of kindergarten, last days of first grade,
Your last at bat in Little League, last colored picture made.
I never said goodbye to all your yesterdays long past
So what about tomorrow? Will I recognize your lasts?
The last time that you catch a frog in that old backyard pond
The last that you ran barefoot across our fresh-cut lawn
Silly, scattered moments and bright flashes from your past
I keep on taking pictures, never quite sure of your last.
The last time that I comb your hair or stop a pillow fight,
The last time that I tuck you in and pray with you at night.
The last time when we cuddled with a book just me and you,
The last time you jump in our bed and sleep between us two.
The last piano lesson, the last vacation to the lake
Your last few weeks of middle school, last soccer goal you make.
I look ahead and dream of days that haven't come to pass
But as I do I sometimes miss today's sweet precious lasts.
The last time that I help you with a math or spelling test
The last time when I shout that "Yes! Your room is still a mess!"
The last time that you need me for a ride from here to there
The last time that you spend the night with your old tattered bear.
My life keeps moving faster, stealing precious days that pass
I want to hold on longer, want to recognize your lasts.
The last thing that you need my help with, details of a dance,
And the last time that you asked me for advice about romance.
The last time that you talked to me about your hopes and dreams
The last time that you wear a jersey for your high school team.
I've watched you grow and barely noticed seasons as they pass
If I could freeze the hands of time, I'd hold onto your lasts.
For come some bright fall morning, you'll be going far away
College life will beckon in a brilliant sort of way
One last hug, one last goodbye, one quick and hurried kiss,
One last time to understand just how much you'll be missed.
I'll watch you leave and think how fast our time together passed
So let me hold on longer, God, to every precious last. "
Let Me Hold You Longer
by Karen Kingsbury
"Long ago you came to me, a miracle of firsts;
First smiles and teeth and baby steps, a sunbeam on the burst.
But one day you will move away and leave to me your past
And I will be left thinking of a lifetime of your lasts.
The last time that I held a bottle to your baby lips
The last time that I lifted you and held you on my hip,
The last night when you woke up crying,
Needing to be walked,
When last you crawled up with your blanket
Wanting to be rocked.
The last time when you ran to me still small enough to hold
The last time when you said you'd marry me when you grew old.
Precious simple moments and bright flashes from your past
Would I have held on longer if I'd known they were your last?
Our last adventure to the park, your final midday nap
The last time when you wore your favorite faded baseball cap.
Your last few hours of kindergarten, last days of first grade,
Your last at bat in Little League, last colored picture made.
I never said goodbye to all your yesterdays long past
So what about tomorrow? Will I recognize your lasts?
The last time that you catch a frog in that old backyard pond
The last that you ran barefoot across our fresh-cut lawn
Silly, scattered moments and bright flashes from your past
I keep on taking pictures, never quite sure of your last.
The last time that I comb your hair or stop a pillow fight,
The last time that I tuck you in and pray with you at night.
The last time when we cuddled with a book just me and you,
The last time you jump in our bed and sleep between us two.
The last piano lesson, the last vacation to the lake
Your last few weeks of middle school, last soccer goal you make.
I look ahead and dream of days that haven't come to pass
But as I do I sometimes miss today's sweet precious lasts.
The last time that I help you with a math or spelling test
The last time when I shout that "Yes! Your room is still a mess!"
The last time that you need me for a ride from here to there
The last time that you spend the night with your old tattered bear.
My life keeps moving faster, stealing precious days that pass
I want to hold on longer, want to recognize your lasts.
The last thing that you need my help with, details of a dance,
And the last time that you asked me for advice about romance.
The last time that you talked to me about your hopes and dreams
The last time that you wear a jersey for your high school team.
I've watched you grow and barely noticed seasons as they pass
If I could freeze the hands of time, I'd hold onto your lasts.
For come some bright fall morning, you'll be going far away
College life will beckon in a brilliant sort of way
One last hug, one last goodbye, one quick and hurried kiss,
One last time to understand just how much you'll be missed.
I'll watch you leave and think how fast our time together passed
So let me hold on longer, God, to every precious last. "
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Apple Hill
David
So hard to get a picture of all three!
Who cares if they want a picture?
At least they are all looking in the same direction.
I love this picture of Sugar because it captures her personality to a t.
Even E is giving us a smile.
There's my cutie bug!
David was fascinated by the fish.
Checking out all the fish.
Having fun with his buddy.
Guess what is on his mind?
Sliding down the hill.
Watching the pony rides.
Her dream come true--she loves horses.
She is saying "ho-shie".
Petting farm.
Feeding the goats.
It tickled.
E finally discovered his toy.
D reaching for the apple.
Annabelle's idea of apple picking--eating them.
I love his chubby little hand grabbing the apple.We had a great time at Apple Hill and look forward to going back!
Sunday, October 17, 2010
My Heart
So, I have been thinking a lot these days about what I want to accomplish in my children's lives over the next 18 years. I know it sounds bizarre, but is it really? If I want my kids to really fall in love with Jesus what do I need to do today that fosters that. The decisions I make for them will affect them one way or another.
I know that throughout life Glenn and I will be teaching our kids. Glenn will teach them how to bait a hook and change a tire. I will teach them how to cook their favorite recipe and clean a toilet (one day D & E's wives will thank me). We teach them each and every day by our actions. I was reading Proverbs 31 the other day and verse 13 states, "she works willingly with her hands." I began to think about what it means to work willingly and how that would look. I believe that it looks like a woman who works with joy. She finds joy in working to serve her family. The Lord began to speak to my heart--I am not always joyful: as a matter of fact I can get rather irritated when I have mopped the floor for the fourth time that day. When I have that irritated or frustrated attitude I am teaching my children the same. I need to change.
I want to teach my kids to be servants. Servants who put the needs of others over themselves. Sometimes it takes sacrifice and giving up what we want but in the end it is always worth it. We are becoming individuals who only care about our wants and needs and we forget the main purpose of this life--to reach others. Am I too consumed with myself that I can't see those around me who are hurting and in need? The only way I will ever teach this to my kids is to demonstrate it each and every day. It's not about going once a month to feed a homeless person or bringing cookies to the neighbor (although those things are good); it is about literally sacrificing our time to help those around us.
I want to teach my children to walk with God. I don't want to teach them to read their Bible because that is what we do or to say a simple prayer just because. I want to teach them to get on their faces before God and enter into His presence and experience Him in ways they have never before. I want to teach them to literally hear the voice of God and follow His leading. I want them to fall so in love with Jesus Christ that they can't imagine a life without being in His presence. If I want these things for my kids then I need to be doing these things, too.
I know that throughout life Glenn and I will be teaching our kids. Glenn will teach them how to bait a hook and change a tire. I will teach them how to cook their favorite recipe and clean a toilet (one day D & E's wives will thank me). We teach them each and every day by our actions. I was reading Proverbs 31 the other day and verse 13 states, "she works willingly with her hands." I began to think about what it means to work willingly and how that would look. I believe that it looks like a woman who works with joy. She finds joy in working to serve her family. The Lord began to speak to my heart--I am not always joyful: as a matter of fact I can get rather irritated when I have mopped the floor for the fourth time that day. When I have that irritated or frustrated attitude I am teaching my children the same. I need to change.
I want to teach my kids to be servants. Servants who put the needs of others over themselves. Sometimes it takes sacrifice and giving up what we want but in the end it is always worth it. We are becoming individuals who only care about our wants and needs and we forget the main purpose of this life--to reach others. Am I too consumed with myself that I can't see those around me who are hurting and in need? The only way I will ever teach this to my kids is to demonstrate it each and every day. It's not about going once a month to feed a homeless person or bringing cookies to the neighbor (although those things are good); it is about literally sacrificing our time to help those around us.
I want to teach my children to walk with God. I don't want to teach them to read their Bible because that is what we do or to say a simple prayer just because. I want to teach them to get on their faces before God and enter into His presence and experience Him in ways they have never before. I want to teach them to literally hear the voice of God and follow His leading. I want them to fall so in love with Jesus Christ that they can't imagine a life without being in His presence. If I want these things for my kids then I need to be doing these things, too.
Friday, October 15, 2010
Thankfulness
Tonight I am reminded of how blessed I am. I have three beautiful children whom I love with all my heart. I have a husband who is my very best friend and the love of my life. Most importantly, I have a Jesus Christ who has shown me each and every day that He alone is sufficient and always faithful.
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