Just for the record, I've never ever fallen while carrying any of my kids before. (Even when I used to carry three at a time, up and down the stairs several times a day) Hopefully, it will never happen again!
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
child of God
I couldn't be more proud of you.
I love you.
Happy 9th birthday hun!
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
(address and phone number blurred out for blogging purposes, of course!)
She was so pleased with how it turned out! She couldn't wait to hand out her creation to her friends... Being the wonderfully organized mother that I am, I completely forgot to print the invites! Well, I printed one... but forgot to photocopy it, and ended up calling moms the week of the party to make sure their children could come! Don't you just hate last minute invites like that!
I think she was threatening my camera with her light-saber here...
Running, jumping, and splashing in the rain!
Elijah- "I don't want to get my nice church clothes wet... It's OK! I'll just dodge all the rain drops!"
Once inside the door- "Ahhh... I missed them all except for 10!!!"
I think he may have miscounted slightly.
Reminds me of ...
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Nope! They ran around outside playing "Jedi" the whole time...
It was quite hilarious to watch.
More weekend pictures to come... including the kids dancing in the rain that flooded our laundry room!
Friday, July 24, 2009
I sneak in and watch as my children breath deeply, snoring peacefully in the night. I watch the beauty of this life, my sweet wife, as she stretches out like a big baby, enjoying her rest in sleep. What could we have possibly done to deserve such sweet, peaceful, fulfilling, rest?
A horn cries out in the street and a rushing motorist squeals through an intersection, hurried to a destination. He curses the inconvenience of a child attempting to cross, slowing his well important way. Don’t the people of this world realize, he’s late for his life? What could we have possibly done to deserve such a rushed, sober-less, tired, sorry existence?
Somewhere a young child rests in the bosom of her mother. Impoverished by the real world, stricken by violence about, that mother holds her only gem of this life in her arms, feverishly attempting to save her from humanity. Predators lurk in the night: beasts, spirits, and men alike, seeking to rob her child of that sweet peaceful rest which only this dear mother can supply. That mother dare not sleep, as she huddles away in that dark corner, lest her fears be realized. What could she have possibly done to deserve such a poor, forgotten, helpless estate?
Somewhere a slave lay awake dreading the dawn. Somewhere near a hospital bed, a parent watches to see if their child will see tomorrow. Somewhere right this moment, a child cowers in the corner fearing their father. Somewhere a baby screams out in the night hungry to the point of death, unable to rest for the pain. As you read this very word, someone sits up in the night, staring off into the distance, dealing with the loss of their spouse, child, friend, family member.
And you have it hard? And you have it bad? Because you have to work for a living, to make more in an hour than half the world makes in a week? Oh its just so bad, because you have to settle for house with 2 more bedrooms than you have people living there? Because you can’t fit all of your cars in the garage, you would complain? Because you are tired, you bark at grace? You know not tire. You know not pain. You have not bled to eat.
Go in this moment, or go in your mind from the past, to the bed where your children sleep, and enjoy the sweet sight of delight, for you have been given great rest.
What have you done to deserve such a fulfilling, safe, quiet, choice-filled, healthy, peaceful life.
But for the purposes of God, you too, should face such as those less fortunate.
May we do that, which we have been called by our circumstances to do beyond all else, let us give thanks.
By him therefore let us offer the sacrifice of praise to God continually, that is, the fruit of our lips giving thanks to his name. (Heb 13:15)
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
She has the nose of a Blood Hound.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Today, was definitely not a groundhog day. First thing this morning, I got to run out and buy my new 50mm/1.8 lens!!! I cannot express how excited I am about this...and how badly I wanted to take it for a test run.
When I got back home, I ran out with a friend to take some pictures for a house that she staged, and her husband is selling (what a duo!) Quite talented she is...
I couldn't quite use my new lens for that...
Meanwhile, Scott was back at home, watching our seven kids, the little girl that I babysit, and my friend's three kids.
Back at home, I am anxiously awaiting the chance to test out my new baby... Unfortunately, my children are no longer very cooperative with my picture taking. Actually, that's an understatement.
Ella, turns her face away whenever she sees the camera.
Keona, goes on with her "Mu-ummm."
The triplets roll their eyes.
And Jeddy.... well, Jeddy just does this....
But that's OK! Because my cousin Megan, came over with her baby tonight. :) And, well he doesn't have much of a choice yet...