Tuesday, October 30, 2007

My ballerina girl

Libby looks so lovely in her ballet outfit. I love putting it on her every Monday. She looks so sweet and graceful especially as she twirls around. I love this picture of her looking down. I look forward to showing more of my little ballerina girl.
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Quick Update.

I just wanted you all to know that Em's eye ended up being okay. She was in pain though and it made me so sad to think that it was Samuel that scratched her eye.

Why I haven't posted in well over a week...

Things have been crazy on this end. Not bad. Not terrible. But a bit crazy. I am having serious issues with my e-mail (through hotmail) and will probably need to switch to something else soon. Please give me grace if I have not responded.... I can't get to my e-mail. I've been a little discouraged with Samuel's therapy lately. I'm not disappointed in the therapisst, it's him I'm struggling with. He doesn't want to do what he doesn't want to do. He has been getting frustrated easily and has been super clingy. He's regressed in his eating... and eats fewer variety of foods than ever. It makes me want to cry sometimes. And walking... he's got what is called "gravitational insecurity"... what this means is he doesn't like to walk without holding onto something. If he will walk by Christmas that would be my present.

We paid our rent for Nov. Praise the Lord!!!! That is such a miracle for us! I want to be sure to mention the good things and not just the trying stuff. I also think (cross your fingers) that Mike might have a job. I'll let you know when we find out for sure. We're still looking for a place to live.

I had the craziest OBGYN experience up here. It's too long to explain- just know it was BAD. So now I'm trying a different practice and will not be seen until Dec. 6 (when I will be 14 weeks pregnant) and this will be my first real appointment (when I see a Dr.) and they don't do an ultrasound at all till 4 weeks later. So we might as well wate a couple more weeks and find out what the sex of the baby is! Crazy. Things are so weird up here.

Sometimes in my head I've composed a list of what I "hate" about living up here. That has not served me so I'm going to take the time right now and refute it by listing what I like about being up here:

Trader Joe's is so close.
Women's Bible Study.
My home group for church.
Libby's school.
Being so close to good parks.
The beautiful autumn leaves all around me.
Mike loves his school and is enjoying it so much.
Libby's ballet classes.
Membership to the Philadelphia Zoo.
David & Tosha

So now it's time to rest before Samuel's speech/eating therapist comes. I'll try to get back into the swing of things soon. We'll see. Hugs to you all.

Philippians 4:7; "4 Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, Rejoice. 5 Let your reasonableness be known to everyone. The Lord is at hand; 6 do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. 7 And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."

So sweet.

This boy can make the sweetest faces. He can make me crazy too. He was hamming it up in his highchair. What a sweet boy. I am beginning to enjoy the funny games we play together. He's been wonderful about running errands with me while Libby is in school. I am so blessed.
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Sunday, October 21, 2007

My cousins.

My cousins are up for a visit: Sharon, Laura, & Emily. I have so enjoyed having time with them. It's been a wonderful visit. My cousins are beautiful, sweet, funny, and precious godly young women and I am so blessed to have them in my life. They are quick to serve. I have so enjoyed just being able to have the opportunity to hang out with them. Yesterday we went to the mall so Libby could ride the carousel. They're so helpful with the kids and so loving towards them. Today we were able to go out to lunch and to Barnes and Noble and Starbucks. They even made delicious apple pies tonight.

Poor Em though. Mike and I were out on a date when we got a call. Samuel had scratched Emily in the eye. So right now they're at the ER. Poor dears. We are praying that all is well. They are leaving to head back home tomorrow. I'll let you know how Em's eye is doing.

I am so blessed to have them as cousins and as my friends. Thank you Sharon, Laura and Emily for a great week-end!

Thursday, October 18, 2007

My Jessica.

Jessica and David. What a love story. I am so thankful for this couple. Jessica has been such a "real" person in my life. She's never afraid to say it like it is. I love her spunky personality. I love her eccentric tendencies. I love that she has her own pink room and is totally girly. This girl has been so kind to me. It's also her birthday

I will never forget after Libby died the beautiful package they anonymously brought over to the house. It was filled with these beautiful "Tuscan" mugs. I loved it. They also had all sorts of goodies in there inlcuding a gift card to an amazing restaraunt. The only reason I figured out it was them was because of the mugs- so her style. And also she knew a story about the restaraunt.... and I knew she only knew that story... so I had a good guess!

I love watching Jessica teach ballet and I love it even more when I get to watch her dance. She's so graceful and beautiful. It was so fun dressing Libby up at 8 months in a little tu-tu outfit and taking her to see one of Jessica's performances.

Jess, although we don't get to see each other as often as I'd like I am so thankful for you and for our friendship. You are a blessing to me.

Today is also my dear Jessica's birthday! Happy Birthday Jess! I hope you have a great time at your brother's wedding! We wish we could be there! Have fun in Irvington!
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Friday, October 12, 2007

Fitting the Dress.

Okay people. I have 4 weeks to go and I still need to fit my bridesmaids dress. So, I'm trying to eat the right things, small amounts and make sure I'm walking and moving a lot... so I can fit my dress. for those who know me and my pregnancies I tend to get a tummy real fast in the beginning and mellow out... well, except with Samuel, but those were crazy conditions.

So, please encourage me. November 11th is the wedding. I will be 10-11 weeks along. I really would like to fit it..... I've gone down on the scale but I can feel my tummy beginning to "round". I mean this is my third pregnancy... Sigh, if I was only more like Amy :) It's okay Amy I'll never be you :) and I'm okay with that!

By the way, this is similiar to what the dress looks like... but I think it has straps or shoulder something... ha ha, I don't even remember! Isn't that terrible!

Worst case scenario I could add a wrap to cover the back if I need it a little unzipped but I'd really like to be able to wear it without it being unzipped at all.

Free Friday...

We're packing up and trying to get out of here around 4:30 (heading down to Va). We have quite the week-end ahead of us. We're celebrating Libby's birthday (early) down there. We're celebrating SGC (our church in VA) 20 year anniversary. And I'm attending my cousin Anne's bridal shower.

Since money has been, um, tight... I was thinking of things we can do that are free.

What are some of your favorite things to do that cost little to no money?

Here are some of my favorites: going to the library. Going to Barnes & Noble and flipping through books or magazines. Making a cup of tea at home. Baking. Reading. going to the zoo (we have a membership). Going to the park. Kissing Mike. Snuggling with the kids and watching a movie from the libarary.

What do you do?

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Apples anyone?

I have been enjoying apples lately. I made some deep dish Dutch apple pies the other day. I have also been using them as a decorative piece in my home. I am going to be making my own applesauce soon and will be filling my acorn squash with yummy apples (recipe mentioned earlier this month). I also will be making my favorite recipe of apple-carrot-walnut-raisin-oat-flax muffins! So many things you can do with apples. I love the smell of apples. Delicious.
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Chair cushions.

I was in the store the other day and had some credit at that store and was wondering how to use it. I found these beautiful chocolately chair cushions with teal-ish design and fell in love. I brought them home and am using them at our dining room table. They add so much to the room. I did this the same day as my new pillows. Mike came home and loved the new changes. Yay!
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I was recently going through my linens and such and found two beautiful pillow covers (one displayed here). My friend KB picked up some lovely pillow covers while she was in India. At the time I wasn't able to use them but I found them and was excited because they match my black chair and also our red leather couch. I went to Target and found two pillows for $10 and put the covers on. Voila. Beautiful pillows. I love when that happens.
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Libby & Miss Anne.

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This is Libby and her teacher Miss Anne on her first day of school. Libby is loving school and is always excited to put on her back-pack (which she calls pack-pack) and head out the door. The other day she skipped down the hall at school yelling, "I'm happy I go to school!" Today we went on a field trip to the fire-house. Unfortunately I forgot my camera. Oh well, I guess I didn't get distracted with pictures and was able to enjoy Libby watching the fire-men.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Eating My Words...

There are days when it's good to eat your words and sometimes it's bad to eat your words... this is a GOOD time. Last night I was afraid God had given up on me. That he couldn't handle me. That he was DONE with me. I felt done. Put a fork in me. I felt like a cooked turkey- done all the way through. I was wrestling verbally with Mike. Telling him how noone really cared, no one wants to help, and how abandoned, rejected I felt. He told me that I would have to eat my words. I was pretty annoyed at him. I wanted to be mad, to have a pity party and to give up. I didn't want to try to build friendships in PA.

I was kind of laughing when I realized my article would be published last night. My article on serving. I thought to myself how ironic is this? Um, serving? Do I really believe what I wrote? Do I really believe what I was talking about? I do. It just took me a while of God speaking to me. I think He was allowing me to preach truth to myself!

BTW- the article is up and you can check it out at:


(I don't know how to make it a link, otherwise I would. But you could put this in and it will take you there!)

I checked the mail last night. Enclosed was a letter with a check for me for my bridesmaid expenses? What was this? God caring for me? someone loving me? What the heck? Then I opened the other note... a dear friend had sent me a Trader Joe's gift card? What- groceries for next week? Does God love me or what? Is He providing? You can bet He is. He's faithful when I'm not. He loves me even when I'm crying on my bed and wanting to disappear from this life. Why does he care about me?

I am so blessed. I am. I'm NOT on bed-rest. Samuel is NOT in the hospital. We have gas in the car and food in our cupboards and I have a husband who loves me and is amazing. I have children who are quick to give me hugs and tell me they love me. We have clothes to wear.. I even found the other missing shoe of Samuel's- so he has a complete pair of shoes, instead of one sandal and one sneaker :)

I also have Jesus. I have a Redeemer who is not finished with me. He's still completing a good work in me. He walks with me in my dark times. He is showing me there's another way... and something better to live for- HIM!

This morning I went to women's Bible study. Mike had prayed that it would be good and I would feel loved... well, wouldn't you know God did just that!!!! I'm so amazed! I had dropped the kids off at their classes and then realized I hadn't signed them in and went back and made sure I filled out the paperwork.

I forgot my cup of tea in my new travel mug. Sigh. So a lady in my group went and got it for me. I could have kissed her. That gesture was so kind. She went downstairs to Samuel's class and got my mug. I shared with them what we needed prayer for and someone prayed for me earnestly. I was blessed by my leader who provided me this amazing meal which included salad and dessert (brownies & delicious cookie bars). Wow! And I was blessed to listen to how Jesus is amazing. How he fulfilled the Law. When we look at the law we can despair because we can't keep it... but He did, perfectly. He always obeyed the Father and led a sinless life. And that is credited to me.

Blessed Day. a really blessed day. So I'm eating my words.... um, and a cookie!

Thank you Lord that you're true and good and faithful in spite of me. In spite of my doubts, fears, anxiety, and overwhelming sadness you still love me and bless me. Thank you that you are who you are... that I can trust you! Lead me by Your TRUTH not by my feelings. Help me to love you and seek first your Kingdom. Bless my friends today. Bless those around me. Help them to draw close to you; to love you and know you more. In Your Precious Name we Pray, the name of Jesus, Amen.

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Sending out an S.O.S.

Originally the title of this post was going to be... 10 Things I Hate about Me... or My Battle with Condemnation... or Mothering: It's a Dangerous Job. Instead I realized that if I were someone reading this I would be thinking, "Wow, that's pretty funny." Funny in a ha-ha way and funny like when a cartoon gets hit on the head with a pan and the "audience" laughs. So I thought it should be A Day that will make you laugh... but by the end of this crazy post I realized it was more of an SOS thing.

It started with being awoken at 5:00 a.m. and being unable to go back to sleep due to some noise in the background. So I sat and worried and stressed for the next two hours. I was stressed about a Pampered Chef order that for someone reason didn't go through... or at least I can't find proof of having paid for it online. Sigh. Stressed about the day and about bills and about money and about where we're going to move to and if Mike would be able to get the job we want so badly. Also, have been really struggling with condemnation and beating myself up over everything as if I controlled and affected the whole world and blaming myself for things I should & shouldn't blame myself for.

At 7 a.m. it was up and att'em. Mike helping me pack the diaper back, feed the kids, change diapers and clothes. Pack it up and ship out. Get him to school early so he can make copies for his 2 hour presentation. I'm not kidding. He was giving a "seminar" today... a school assignment and had to speak and lead a discussion for 2 hours today. His copying didn't work right but thankfully his teacher was gracious and helped assist him in getting the copies he needed.

I am driving off thinking what can I do with the kids for an hour and a half before Libby has school? So we drive to Barnes and Noble. Well, back in VA the cafe is open at 8 and the store doesn't open until 9. well, here in PA it um, doesn't open at all until 9. So I was out of luck. Went to Panera and sat with the kids and read them books we keep in the car. Got to Libby's school and waited 12 minutes or so for the school to open.

I went to the bank to find out that oops. Those checks the manager said he was going to order 2 weeks ago... he didn't order. I get charged $20 and they order them this time. Oh yeah, it will take another 2 weeks. Depressing, seeing as we're going to need a new address in about 40 or 50 days.

Take Samuel to the park to meet up with a girl who's husband also attends Westminster. I had just met her this week-end at Barnes & Noble. Wait 20 minutes. She doesn't show. So depressed I drive to Westminster and wait for Mike. Pushing Samuel in a stroller around campus with people looking at me like I'm crazy. Catch up with Mike. I ask him to drive me & Samuel home and to pick up Libby and bring her back so that he can end up with the car for his afternoon class (and I won't need to pick him up later). Burst out into tears and cry on the way home. Mike picks up lunch for me and takes me home. Puts Samuel down for a nap. Puts on You've Got Mail (one of my favorite, ultimate happy movies).

Libby arrives home and gets in bed with me. She falls asleep. Samuel gets up. I proceed to get him some yogurt and strap him in his chair. Do dishes that are piling in the sink. Samuel is done: clean up the yogurt that is all in his hair, shirt, shorts, etc. Call up Jessica. Rant. Rave. Cry. Desperate. She listens. Samuel proceeds to take out all the toys I had put away.... and make a royal mess of the living room.

Well, I could tell Samuel needed a diaper change. I was just about to change him when I noticed... oh my goodness. His diaper had leaked all the way up his shorts, through his shirt. It was on the couch. On one of the kids chairs. On the carpet and all over my pants. Everywhere he had been... um, it had been too. Clean him up while still talking to Jess (yes, she is a saint). Libby's crying at the top of the stairs. Finally get her situated with a cup of milk and some chocolate poweder added to it (the kind that has some proteins & extra vitamins).

Run upstairs and throw dirty clothes in laundry pile. Get Samuel new clothes. Hear Sheila (one of Samuel's therapists)knocking at the door just as I realized Libby had spilled her milk all over her socks and Mike's chair. Answer the door. Clean up the chocolate milk. tell Sheila I'm having a rough day. Move Libby to my chair so that Mike's chair can dry. Proceed to step on a very, very sharp children's toy while moving Libby. Drop her on the chair and clutch foot, trying desperately not to cry and swear, and succeeded at both... not doing either I mean. So frustrated. A bruise appears on the bottom of my foot.

Thankfully I had sent an S-O-S to Mike earlier and he came home just after class. Praise God. My hero. So, I'm going to lie in bed and cry for a while. Maybe a long time.

I don't know what I'm doing with my life right now. Things feel too stressful and overwhelming. It's not all these simple "little" things but they're just adding to the stress I feel. Ready to throw in the towel. Don't even want to go to prayer group tonight because I'm afraid I'll end up feeling more depressed than ever. I can't handle being around people when I can't be honest and right now I just feel desperate.

So there is the tale of a woman who is 6 weeks pregnant; tired, sick, and maybe a little psychotic. I hope it made you laugh somewhere along the way. I know this too shall pass and that I'll be living somewhere, even if it's in a car (but I hope not) on December 1st. I know there have been worse days than this but it's been a long time since life has overwhelmed me to the point of wanting to just despair. Wanting to just give up and say forget it.

I guess... I'm sending out an S.O.S. to the world. I think I'm relating a lot to Sting & the Police's song: Message in a bottle.

Just a castaway, an island lost at sea, oh
Another lonely day, with no one here but me, oh
More loneliness than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair, oh

I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle, yeah
Message in a bottle, yeah

A year has passed since I wrote my note
But I should have known this right from the start
Only hope can keep me together
Love can mend your life but
Love can break your heart
I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle, yeah
Message in a bottle, yeah
Message in a bottle, yeah
Message in a bottle, yeah

Walked out this morning, don't believe what I saw
Hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore
Seems I'm not alone in being alone
Hundred billion castaways, looking for a home
I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle, yeah
Message in a bottle, yeah
Message in a bottle, yeah
Message in a bottle, yeah
Sending out at an S.O.S.
Sending out at an S.O.S.
Sending out at an S.O.S.
Sending out at an S.O.S.
Sending out at an S.O.S.
Sending out at an S.O.S...

me and Laura.

This is a picture of me and my friend Laura who is really like a combination of an aunt/big sister to me. She is another hero of mine. She has helped me out so many times. She is always quick to serve and watch the kids and was even willing to drive up to PA on two separate occasions to care for Libby during medical emergencies with Samuel. The first time she took Libby back to VA and cared for her there. The next time she drove up with her 3 kids and took care of Libby at our home.

Laura- you're amazing. I never stop thanking God for you! Thank you for caring for me and for my family. Thank you for loving me so practically. I am blessed to have you as my friend! Your example of motherhood is such a source of encouragement in my life. Thank you for all the times you've given me French manicures. Thanks for partaking in the sacred Chocolate Tall Cake ritual. Thanks for all the times you've baby-sat my kids. Thanks for doing fun things with Libby like taking her to the zoo and to Busch Gardens. My Libby Anne Hope sure loves her "La-la" and so do I!
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Sunday, October 07, 2007

What a man!

Everytime I look at Mike I am filled with joy. He brings so much laughter to my day and I am so blessed to have this man as my husband and as the father of my children. One of the things I love about him is his intelligence. I love hearing his insights and new revelations and epiphanies that he got that day from school. He's so smart... I love that. He's also so sweet and thoughtful. He's quick to bring home flowers or a little treat for me. He runs to the library and picks up my books that are on hold. He helps take the kids to Sunday School. He does dishes and laundry and makes a mean grilled cheese. He also is patient and tender with me. I am so blessed that he is mine!
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Friday, October 05, 2007

Autumn Treasure.

Today was a fun day. The kids and I went with MARC (Samuel's therapy group) to MerryMead Farms. We went on a hayride, picked out some pumpkins and Libby enjoyed ice-cream while Samuel and I shared an apple-cider donut. Afterwards we went to my knitting store, The Tangled Web. We then took Libby to get her first hair-cut at Cookie Cutters (a children's hair salon). It was a fun day. We're all worn out. I had 3 kids to be responsible for... okay, one's still on the inside but you wouldn't believe how much energy that child needs!

Friday's Focus: Embarassed?

Okay, I'm looking for embarassing moments here people.

Here's mine: I was in the 8th grade, maybe the 7th and I was attending a private school (from H-E- double hockey sticks). We also had a dress code. I had to wear a dress or skirt everyday. So that meant I would typically wear panty hose. Well, one day, I must have grabbed a larger size because they were way too baggy. I felt them slipping underneath my skirt. I asked my drama teacher if I could go to the bathroom and fix my hose becaue they were about to fall down. She thought I was exaggerating and said, "NO!" So we then proceeded to go outside to work on some silly skit. It was when the whole class was outside and for some reason people were looking in my direction when my panty hose fell to my ankles! I was horrified. The boys were standing there with mouths gaping. The girls were trying not to snigger. My teacher made the boys turn around as I adjusted myself (but heck-we're outside!) I was so embarassed. My teacher apologized for not taking me seriously and I went to the girls bathroom and cried the rest of the classtime.

So what's your story? What's your embarassing story? And I am sure you have more than one but I'm just asking for one.. unless you care to divulge more.

Spider Dance.

I'm hoping you'll be able to see Libby's haircut in this post. It's now shoulder-length. She loves this Spider that's outside our kitchen window. The other day, she suddently did a jumping jack, "look mom! I'm a spider. See, I'm an X". I looked at the spider. I knew what she was trying to do. After showing me her "spider" pose, she then decided to do a dance. I hope you enjoy a picture of it.

Thursday, October 04, 2007

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Fall on Jesus.

Right now I'm falling on Jesus. There is not much left to hold to. I don't want to sound dramatic and theatrical... I really am just at the end of myself. It's a good place and a hard place to be. This place where this is really nothing I can do but pray. Nothing tangible though. Mike and I need to be out of our place by November 30th. Yep. It's good we're going. I'm trying not to curse this place as we leave. Apparently after day 10 (our rent is due the 1st) you get processed to be evicted. Mike and I have had legal fees and charges placed against us. It's straightened out now but it's sad to me. Lynnewood is losing some good tenants. Yeah, we were late though we did pay the same month it was all due the rent, the late fees and this month's rent. I didn't know we would be penalized (besides late fees which we willingly paid). The charges are dropped but we owe legal fees. ha ha. They don't know this was the limit. We've gotta get out. We're not renewing our contract. We're going in faith. We need a place that's cheaper.

Mike needs a job. Desperately. A good paying part time job. Please pray with us that he will get that job I have mentioned before. It's only a 12 hour commitment a week and the pay is amazing. He still might get it but we're on edge. So we need a job and a place to live.

We also need God to intervene. We feel backed up against a wall with no way out. This means that God is going to do something pretty amazing- so look out people- we're going to have a heck of a story someday!

We have food in our cupboards right now and we have health insurance. We have a car that runs. Our children are sick but not deathly ill. And we have God. God is who big, and strong and mighty. Our God owns a cattle on a thousand hills. Our God is our provider. He is our Strength and our sustainer. Our God is faithful. He keeps His promises. He is not leaving or forsaking me.

In the world's eyes we are desperate. We are without much hope. Close to being homeless. Close to having nothing. But they're wrong. We have so much because we have God. I am blessed. Feeling a little crazy, very tired, very emotional but very blessed.

The song that was sung at my sister's funeral plays in my head: "Untitled Hymn" by Chris Rice.

Weak and wounded sinner
Lost and left to die
O, raise your head, for love is passing by
Come to Jesus
Come to Jesus
Come to Jesus and live!

Now your burden's lifted
And carried far away
And precious blood has washed away the stain, so
Sing to Jesus
Sing to Jesus
Sing to Jesus and live!

And like a newborn baby
Don't be afraid to crawl
And remember when you walk
Sometimes we fall...so
Fall on Jesus
Fall on Jesus
Fall on Jesus and live!

Sometimes the way is lonely
And steep and filled with pain
So if your sky is dark and pours the rain, then
Cry to Jesus
Cry to Jesus
Cry to Jesus and live!

O, and when the love spills over
And music fills the night
And when you can't contain your joy inside, then
Dance for Jesus
Dance for Jesus
Dance for Jesus and live!

And with your final heartbeat
Kiss the world goodbye
Then go in peace, and laugh on Glory's side, and
Fly to Jesus
Fly to Jesus
Fly to Jesus and live!

Right now I'm in the cry to Jesus, Fall on Jesus stage. But I know soon we'll be dancing. I know God will restore us. I know my life hasn't been or looked like what I thought it would. I thought I would have my sister and nephew alive. I thought Samuel would be born full-term and would be healthy with no seriosu health problems. I didn't know we would move to Philly or that Mike would get his Masters. I didn't know life would be hard and fraught with difficulty.

I was talking to Mike recently and kind of had a revelation. My trust in God is not based in what I think He's going to do for me. If my hope in God is based in thinking that He will keep me happy, healthy, and problem free then that's not faith or trust. Faith is trusting God whether good or bad befall you, whether things go according to plan or not, and believing Him even when tragedy strikes and troubles fall like rain. I am learning that God is in control and I can trust Him but I need to know that it doesn't mean things will happen the way I like it or when I like it. God is still good even though my sister is gone. God is good even though my son's health has been precarious. God is good even when I am facing a huge lack of resources, shelter, provision, and work. His being good is not defined by what I see as good. He defines good. He is good. I also know that He is my friend. He has compassion. He is storing my tears in a bottle. I know He is holding me and letting me cry... and that He even cries with me. He knows what it is to be flesh. He knows what it is to struggle. He's not trying to give me some quick answer or cliche response.

Libby was singing in the car yesterday, "My God is so BIG, so STRONG, and so MIGHTY, there's NOTHING my God can not do." That's what I'm choosing to believe.

a ray of sunshine.

Libby came up to me and was being so sweet and said, "I'm crazy about you mom!" she turned to Samuel, "I'm crazy about you too, Samuel!" She went back to her seat to finish her breakfast. I said, "Libby, you are a sweet girl." She looked up at me with a grin, "This sweet girl is HAPPY!"

What a little love!

Yogurt Boy.

He's doing it himself! Yeah for self-feeding. Mr. Independent makes a mess... but what a breakthrough. This was taken before he had croup. No dairy products right now :(
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Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Thanks Gramma!

My mom knew that Samuel loved Mr. Potato Head and so gave me money to get him one. Well, we didn't just get one. We got 3. It was in a Mr. Potato Head Jumbo Pack by Target. It comes with an assortment of attachments. He loves it. Thank you mom/Gramma!

Doing a Mac Dance!

Oh yes, my people, my Mac is back and into the groove already. My sweetie got it fixed for me and had to drive 30 minutes to get to an Apple Store and had to call many people and go many lengths including borrowing his parents software- but now it works! Yeah!

I'll be posting more soon!



Me & My girls

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Kiss the Bride.

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