February 19, 2010
A few days ago I learned how to fold these purty little things! I was so excited when they actually turned out decent that I put them in a vase and now pretend they are real. It’s really an ideal situation for me as live flowers never stay that way terribly long under my care. But these? I think these may hang around for awhile!
February 19, 2010
So, he doesn’t like hats much. Well, that is not all true. He does sort of like them…he even will put them on his head…he just doesn’t like to keep them on his head!
B is quite the character these days. He is oh-so-close to walking but still not quite there. Hugs and snuggles are abundant and I am soaking up every one of them. He has also started giving kisses, and you’d be lucky to get one! They typically start out as a cheek pressed gently to the lips but quickly progress to a much more intentional (and wet) open-mouthed kiss…occasionally with his tongue reaching for your face. But they are fantastic and make me giggle every time.
Some of my favorite times with B are in the mornings when he wakes up. I bring him into bed with me and we play for awhile as we allow our bodies to come to life after a cozy night of sleep (well, maybe it’s just for me!). He stands against our headboard and looks out the window to see what the weather has brought throughout the night. Needless to say, he has seen a lot of snow! He plays with Little Nutbrown Hare and snuggles up on K’s pillow. But the best is when he is just sitting there and I see the look. Something comes over him and you can see it on his face. He stops, freezes, and slowly falls backward into the softness of the bed. And then there is laughter – contagious laughter.
They are special times, indeed.
K and I revisited our childhood last week and bought ourselves some good old fashioned bologna*. We sat down to our elementary-school fare (him with his bologna, mayo, and cheese on a bun, me with a slightly more grown up version what with lettuce and a few more basic condiments) for lunch. He takes a bite. Looks at me. Looks at his sandwich. Back at me. “There’s just something about mayonnaise and bologna together. It’s just the perfect combination.” Looking now at my sandwich…”You lose it when you add all of that other stuff; you just miss out on the magic of the mayo/bologna interaction.”
And that, my friends, is the deep thought of the day courtesy of my husband!
*OK, so if we’re honest it wasn’t good old fashioned bologna…it was good old turkey bologna. But still.
February 8, 2010
We were talking the other day about professional or college athletes who appear to thank God after scoring a touchdown, sinking the game winning shot, making the crucial extra point. We then laughed as we considered the scenario of the defender being a believer as well. What is he to do with that? How does he respond? Do you see that kind of action and that kind of gratitude from the defense that just got smoked; from the guy who just missed his tackle; from the one who just let their man slide by?
There was a point last night in the Super Bowl when Stover missed and his actions as he made his way off the field suggested that he was thanking God. Thanking God? For the miss? This even got the attention of the announcers as they replayed his response. I found this article today…it is from a few years back but it appears to still be accurate of him. It shows that he is a man who has been given understanding of the purpose of our lives.
glory to God forever…in our hits……..and our misses.
I don’t care about groundhogs much. Low on my care list as well is whether or not they can see their own shadow. Really, is it any different than me walking outside to see my shadow? And doesn’t that depend on what direction you are facing when you look? And the cloud cover that day? And, whether or not you are standing in a shaded area to begin with? Come to think of it, maybe that is all a part of the equation to determine how many more weeks of winter we will have. Man, on second thought, what would we do without weather-predicting rodents?
Some thoughts of mine on this day of groundhogs…aren’t you glad I shared?
Now on to really important things. Things that have nothing to do with groundhogs. Things like this little boy…
…who makes me melt with his hugs and cuddles.
…who steals my heart every time he points those eyes my way.
…who cracks me up with his ever evolving sense of humor (just look at that smirk…not to mention the dimple!)
…who at 1 month shy of his first birthday isn’t quite as little as he once was.
February 1, 2010
It has just never worked out that I’ve been able to go. But that all changes this weekend. That’s right, I’ll be attending my very first girls night slumber party. Are you as excited as I am? Well, let me just whet your appetite a little bit with this. I know you must be jealous 😉
It was a roller coaster kind of month, this January. And yesterday it hit me that it was the end. I mean it really hit me; it was really over, really done with, really the end.
BUT…today is a beginning. The beginning of February. Not a special month by any of my previous accounts, (yes, Amy, besides the fact that it is your birth month!) but just a new one.
So today I will remember God’s faithfulness and provision through my yesterdays and celebrate the joy that His mercies are new every morning of my todays!