Thursday, September 29, 2011
Motherhood Life Lesson #37
If you are attempting to scrub the bathtub, and you hear your two boys laughing at each other really hard, don't turn around and see what they're up to. Just let it ride and get the bathroom done.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing
My neighbor Kim and her daughter Jenna came too, and Kim was kind enough to take all the pictures and a video. I was glad they were there to see this sign of God's covenantal love for us!
| Pre-baptism |
| Owen did great |
| Caelum attempting to escape |
| Making our vows |
| Ashton Family |
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| Baptisms are hilarious |
Don't you all feel like you were there now?
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
I Don't Wanna Wait For Our Lives To Be Over
My Clemson roomies came for a lovely visit and I wanted to get some pictures up from their trip. We did some touristy stuff and had lots of time to chat and get caught up. It was great to see how close we still are!
| Grauman's Chinese Theater |
| Caelum wants to leave his footprint |
| The gang at Underwood Farm |
| Cuties Scarlett (almost 1) and Caelum |
| At Leo Carrillo |
| Photo ops at Griffith Observatory |
| We had a nice evening by the fire, until a Black Widow showed up |
| Buddies |
| Really hard to get all 3 kids paying attention, without looking drunk |
| Space and Caelum |
Monday, September 5, 2011
Slow Moves
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Forever and a Day
| After slipping in a mud puddle at the park |
| A shopping cart! |
| Starting to pull up and cruise |
| Hooligan |
| Playing together in their kitchen |
Monday, July 25, 2011
I Will Not Take These Things For Granted
Knowing that I probably won't blog for the next few weeks, I figured I'd get one out there really quick. Someone posted this article about motherhood, and I thought it was so true and a good reminder. Lately I've heard many complaints by pregnant mothers, gotten a lot of "my, your hands are full" from strangers, and uncovered some silly reasons as to why people wait to have kids. I know a few couples that have been trying for a long time to get pregnant, yet simultaneously, the whole of society devalues children. Time at the Community Pregnancy Clinic has made it exceedingly clear.
Not that I'm much better. There are days when I greedily wish I could sleep more, or I begrudgingly gather the many items Owen needs to sleep with: 4 Pull-Ups (2 with race cars and 2 with tow trucks on them...representing our various family members), Lion, Blankie, and his cup of water. But it is a blessing to reflect how much God cares for children, and what an honor it is to be raising up little ones in the fear and admonition of Him. That's the goal anyway.
Not that I'm much better. There are days when I greedily wish I could sleep more, or I begrudgingly gather the many items Owen needs to sleep with: 4 Pull-Ups (2 with race cars and 2 with tow trucks on them...representing our various family members), Lion, Blankie, and his cup of water. But it is a blessing to reflect how much God cares for children, and what an honor it is to be raising up little ones in the fear and admonition of Him. That's the goal anyway.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Get Better
This post is dedicated to Mantis, as he heals from a brutal yellow jacket attack. We hope you're doing better!
A few more pictures from the Ashton visit. We had a cold day at the beach, but still fun. We stopped for some delicious fish tacos and coffee after our short, chilly beach time, and then took a very winding road home. Everyone was carsick.


This is a hilarious sequence of pictures from one of our hikes around the ranch: Zach trying to get Owen in the backpack carrier while it is on Mantis' back.



Owen can't believe that Daddy and Grandpa Mantis would do that to him.
Caelum also enjoyed being toted around by Mantis while they wore matching Tillys. Very relaxing.
And Queenie, I'm sorry that I didn't get more pictures with you and the kids, especially considering how many hours you devoted to playing with them. However, I love this picture because it shows what a great Queenie you are...playing diggers until the point of utter exhaustion. Note the small digger in the crook of the neck.
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