14 years ago today, my brother- and sister-in-law were married. . .
12 years ago today, my husband was ordained into the holy ministry. . .
10 years ago today, my first daughter was a sweet 3 month old baby. . .
Oh how the years go by - in just a few short years, so much has happened. If I had known 14 years ago when we got married what life would hold for us, I don't think I could have comprehended it all. It would have sounded scary and wonderful all at the same time. Thank goodness God knows to give us life incrementally, bit by bit, until our lives are so full of wonder, happiness and joy. Even through the tough times, God is constantly with us, guiding us, and turning all things into good.
Thank you, God, for giving me this life - so full of joy, chaos and love.
Monday, June 14, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Tis the season
Tis the season for open houses, weddings and end-of-the-year parties. Some years are heavier than others, and this year is quite full. We are attending 5 weddings, 7-8 graduation open houses, and 1-2 general parties. This makes for very little time for doing much else, especially blogging. The kids are also attending camps, having sleepovers, grumbling about chores. . .the summer seems overbooked before it has really started!
I will attempt to remain in my regular blogging rhythm of about 2-3 times a week, but please forgive me if I slip! My dear sweet baby girl is still as demanding as ever, also making it difficult to do anything that requires two hands (and a well-rested body and brain). I'm trying to remember that this too shall pass, and I know I will miss these crazy, busy days!
I will attempt to remain in my regular blogging rhythm of about 2-3 times a week, but please forgive me if I slip! My dear sweet baby girl is still as demanding as ever, also making it difficult to do anything that requires two hands (and a well-rested body and brain). I'm trying to remember that this too shall pass, and I know I will miss these crazy, busy days!
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Heartfelt prayers
A few weeks ago, my husband and I were talking with a parishioner in his backyard. As the kids were playing on his playground equipment, this man called each one by name.
Each one.
Now, this is a man that I have known our entire 12 years here, but the children don't know him at all, and I don't often get a chance to speak to him or his wife, since we often attend different services.
I was so surprised that he knew their names, and I told him so. His answer moved me to tears.
"I pray for each of your children", he said.
It's hard to explain how that made me feel. My husband is this man's pastor, and he loves my husband and our family in such a way that he lifts all of us up in prayer. It was a wonderful gift and blessing given to me that day.
Each one.
Now, this is a man that I have known our entire 12 years here, but the children don't know him at all, and I don't often get a chance to speak to him or his wife, since we often attend different services.
I was so surprised that he knew their names, and I told him so. His answer moved me to tears.
"I pray for each of your children", he said.
It's hard to explain how that made me feel. My husband is this man's pastor, and he loves my husband and our family in such a way that he lifts all of us up in prayer. It was a wonderful gift and blessing given to me that day.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Ho, ho, ho
My daughter was playing BrainQuest with my three year old and asked him this question:
"What comes out of a chimney?"
Without missing a beat, he answered, "Santa!"
"What comes out of a chimney?"
Without missing a beat, he answered, "Santa!"
An herb by any other name
My son's teacher: Class, who knows what an herb is?
The class: quietly thinking
My son: loudly, excitedly I know what herbs are! My mom has some growing on the kitchen counter!!
Teacher: Do you know what kinds they are?
My son: I don't know what kinds they are, but she gave them names!
Teacher: What did she name them?
My son: She named them Basil and Cilantro!
The class: quietly thinking
My son: loudly, excitedly I know what herbs are! My mom has some growing on the kitchen counter!!
Teacher: Do you know what kinds they are?
My son: I don't know what kinds they are, but she gave them names!
Teacher: What did she name them?
My son: She named them Basil and Cilantro!
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Out of the mouths of babes
The other day, a dear friend was babysitting all our children while my husband and I were at a wedding reception. My darling baby was getting fussy, so my 3 year old suggested the babysitter give her some nummies (our term of endearment for breastmilk). When she replied that she couldn't do that, he was perplexed.
"Where is your chest?" he asked her. "Is it broken?"
"Where is your chest?" he asked her. "Is it broken?"
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
One blessed mamma
Mother's Day comes but once a year. . .a day for mommies everywhere to be celebrated. It was no different in our house.
My celebration began Saturday morning. My husband and kids let me sleep in till 9:40 (I don't think I've slept that late since B.C. - before children). When I finally awoke, it wasn't to the sound of pounding feet downstairs, or fighting and screaming, it was to the sound of. . . silence. Nothingness. Because no one was home but me. Did you read that correctly, dear reader? I was alone in the house. That may not sound like a big deal to some of you, but others will understand. I may be alone sometimes at the grocery (if being surrounded be strangers is being alone), but I am very rarely alone in the house. So, as you can imagine, it was blissfully quiet.
After I had reveled in the solitude, my family came home, brimming with excitement. It was more than my 3 year old could bear and a tiny bit of information about my present leaked out.
Soon after, my husband suggested I go shopping for a few hours before he had to be at church. By myself again. I almost didn't know what to do with myself!
The next day after church, I was showered with gifts, lunch at my favorite Mexican restaurant, and a day together at a park with my children and husband. I couldn't have asked for a better way to celebrate Mother's Day. Thank you, God, for this family!
My celebration began Saturday morning. My husband and kids let me sleep in till 9:40 (I don't think I've slept that late since B.C. - before children). When I finally awoke, it wasn't to the sound of pounding feet downstairs, or fighting and screaming, it was to the sound of. . . silence. Nothingness. Because no one was home but me. Did you read that correctly, dear reader? I was alone in the house. That may not sound like a big deal to some of you, but others will understand. I may be alone sometimes at the grocery (if being surrounded be strangers is being alone), but I am very rarely alone in the house. So, as you can imagine, it was blissfully quiet.
After I had reveled in the solitude, my family came home, brimming with excitement. It was more than my 3 year old could bear and a tiny bit of information about my present leaked out.
Soon after, my husband suggested I go shopping for a few hours before he had to be at church. By myself again. I almost didn't know what to do with myself!
The next day after church, I was showered with gifts, lunch at my favorite Mexican restaurant, and a day together at a park with my children and husband. I couldn't have asked for a better way to celebrate Mother's Day. Thank you, God, for this family!
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