Saturday, February 28, 2009


I got this from my super-creative sister-in-law, Melissa. As a girl whose number 2 love language is gifts, this sounds great to me. (yes, I also love to give them) So,who is up for some fun?

{The Rules}
1. Be one of the first THREE bloggers to leave a comment on this post, which then entitles you to a handmade item from me - something crafty or yummy, who knows?!
2. Winners must post this challenge on your blog, meaning that you will Pay It Forward, creating a handmade gift -anything!- for the first THREE bloggers who leave a comment on YOUR post about this giveaway!
3.The gift that you send to your 3 Friends can be from any price range and you have 365 days to make/ship your item. This means you should be willing to maintain your blog at least until you receive your gift and have shipped your gifts. And, remember: It’s the Spirit and the Thought That Counts!4. When you receive your gift, please feel free to blog about it! If you are not one of the Top Three Commenters on this post, you can still play along. Go ahead and start your own Pay It Forward chain, and encourage your blogging friends to do the same!

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

To Sara, thank you!

A sister is a gift to the heart, a friend to the spirit, a golden thread to the meaning of life. ~Isadora James

I really thought you were crazy for agreeing to take my two children for three nights and four days. I thought you were nutty for agreeing to take my two children with colds for three nights and four days. I think you are remarkable for taking care of my little boy with a fever and my baby who coughed and coughed.
Sara, you truly are the gift to my heart. Those few days away were so divine. The time with Chris was so needed and conversing with adults was just what I needed. Thank you for the sacrafice and the patience you imparted. There are few people I would leave my children with for an extended period of time and even fewer I would leave them with when they are sick.
Elijah had such a super time. When we got home he immediately wanted to know when we were going back. He is still singing "I like to move it, move it." It warms my heart that he can be at home in your house, with you, Uncle Andy, Jo, and Isaiah.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

The Ultimate Valentine

I have never really liked Valentines Day. It just doesn't make sense to me that you would show someone you love them just because of a day on the calendar. Shouldn't we show people we love them everyday? Call me crazy but I would much rather feel someones love on a random day because they actually love me and not on Valentines Day when they feel they have to love me.

I was talking about this with my students yesterday in school and I made the comment that God is our ultimate Valentine. He loves us everyday, everyway, no matter what. It made a few of my students smile because they think I am strange most of the time but it made me praise because I don't need any other love from anybody as long as I have His love. All the other's is just bonus.

ps...I did get a great bonus this morning. An extra hour of sleep and donuts for breakfast.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

John John

Oh, my baby John is growing up way to fast. I have now become convinced that he is the child who will give me grey hair. His latest accomplishment is to pull-up on whatever is at his level. It seems he believes that anything will hold him and his girth, even wobbly cardboard boxes (which collapse and cause head bonking). I walked into the bathroom the other day, thinking John was in the living room with Elijah where I left him, only to find John balancing on the step-stool. He likes to let go now which usually results in a hard thud on his rump. Last night was the funniest though. I put him to bed because he could not stop rubbing his eyes. John, however, decided that he was not really ready. He pulled himself up in his crib as I was leaving the room. I stood outside listening to John explore the blinds on his window and then partaking in his favorite athletic event, nuk chucking. After about 5 minutes he grew weary but couldn't figure out what to do with himself so he yelled until I came back in and tucked him in.
I love you, John. And I think I am going to love Preference hair color too!