Monday, April 30, 2012

The Sound of Chocolate

"Hey Mommy!? Do you hear that noise in the pantry???"
"No, I don't, what noise? I don't hear a sound."
"Hear that? It's the sound of...chwockut!"
"The sound of chocolate? I can't hear it."
"That's because I ate it all gone...it's all in my tummy!"

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Hide It In Your Heart

For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for a lifetime; Weeping may last for the night, but a shout of joy comes in the morning!
Psalm 30:5

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Mind of a Mrs.

Today I took some time to write a letter to the Department of Labor and their thoughtful new rules involving child labor.
While human nature in children isn't driven towards hard work, at their young ages, my boys already know the rewarding feeling of a job well done.
I'm so thankful for parents who knew a hard days' work was one of the best things they could give me. It's a gift these two little men are given too. The adults they will become will be better because of it.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Attention Please

What do you do when you have a super loud and active three year old brother competing for attention?
Join the party of course. Just jump in right along side matching decibel for decibel in shouting competitions, tackle matches, and creating obstacle courses.
Just to make sure you keep people laughing as well, you have to throw in a few "kiss the baby in the mirror" routines, hide-and-seek games, and clapping saying "yay!"
 
Of course you have it all figured out that the easiest way to anyone's heart is to throw a shy grin and then wrap those amazing chubby arms tight around their neck.

Monday, April 23, 2012

Hero

Every morning before Matt leaves for work, he charges his young men to take care of mommy...
...to be the protectors, looking out for and over the home in his stead.
This is a task Harrison does not take lightly. My Superman-in-training excels at his post.
Almost daily he reassures me that he will fight the bad guys away and keep me and Jefferson safe...
...that he will be the man until Daddy comes home, and he will do it all as the "bravest hero ever!"
This precious little Superman is growing fast and one day he will be an amazing hero to the young woman God has made for him.
In the meantime, I sure feel blessed to be protected by my red cap wearing, scraped knee sporting, muscle pumping, 3 year old Superhero.
(Second shot is for Show Off and last shot is for Paper Mama and Project 52)
 

Friday, April 20, 2012

Fingerprints

As the camera snapped and I watched my poised baby sister pose for an impromptu senior photo shoot it kinda hit me......my little sister has become a lady. It just seems like yesterday she was getting into our make-up, our clothes, and cracking us up with her antics......ok so maybe not that much has changed! :) But she sure has grown in grace and beauty with a heart for Christ.The young woman that has emerged on the other side of girlhood is not only my baby sister, but one of my best friends."I can see the fingerprints of God, when I look at you. And I can see the fingerprints of God, and I know it's true. You are a masterpiece that all creation quietly applauds, and you're covered with the fingerprints of God!"

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Dreams the Size of Boats

While we were having a blast in Florida, the boys were introduced to a new toy...all three of the boys.I'm not talking a Toys "R" Us find, I mean a real man toy...a boat.Matt, Harrison, and Jefferson all had a blast racing across the water. Harrison even got a turn steering the boat...now he's hooked.Harrison thought he was a real pirate steering. Jefferson laughed as the wind whipped his mohawk and Matt looked like a kid in a candy store.I'll admit, I had a blast too. So here's to dreaming big as a family...that one day we'll be back near water, and one day we'll be out on our own boat for Sunday evening cruises.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Hide It In Your Heart

How precious to me are Your thoughts O God...How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them......they would outnumber the grains of sand!Psalm 139:17-18

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Take Flight

It has always amazed me how young the love of planes, trains, and automobiles starts.The little guys pretty much are born making car noises. They quickly graduate to airplane sounds and bomb explosions.So the boys could not have been happier to climb in, on, and around hundreds of jets, airplanes, and helicopters at the Navel Air Museum.With all the buttons, throttles, switches, and toggles to touch, what little boy, or big boy, wouldn't be happy?It's a blast to watch their faces light up in excitement and hear their big dreams. Harrison informed me that one day he will fly the biggest plane in the sky.Who knows if they'll end up piloting Air Force One, or be national heroes as fighter pilots. But I do know that to a little boy sitting in a cockpit of a Blue Angel, anything is possible.

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Beach Boys

To me, the beach is the most perfect place on earth. I am beyond thrilled that my boys thinks so too.Harrison approaches the rolling waves with caution. He loves watching them, but he'd rather be building and sculpting incredible sand castles.Jefferson didn't care much for wasting time with the sand. Though he helped himself to several handfuls, he'd much rather be swallowing sea water.We had both boys happy in a tidal pool right at the edge of the surf. One boy creating the other splashing. Both covered in grit from head to toe.Both were laughing, both smelled like suntan lotion and sea spray. None of us could have pictured it any better.Though we are trapped in mountains for the time being, it's sandy salty times like these that give us memories and laughter to keep looking ahead until the next time we are seaside.

He Is Risen 2012

I have to be honest, we love our new Easter tradition. For the past two years now we have spent the weekend on the shores of the Gulf Coast.Easter is such an special weekend anyway. Words escape me to describe how the days from the Triumphal entry to Resurrection Sunday make me feel.I think we experience every emotion possible as we reflect on that week. Matt and I also agree that there's just something about the ocean that makes Christ's love for us come alive.Maybe it's the way the waves scream His praise or how the endless horizon depicts how wide His love, but being seaside is church to us.So what better way to rejoice in a risen Savior then watching our sons splash in salty spray and count palm fronds. We had a wonderful Easter celebrating and we hope you did too!

Monday, April 9, 2012

Something To Say

This guy never stops talking. Case and point? Just look at everyone one of these pictures taken all within a few minutes.He always has something pop into his head that just needs to get out. Whether it's accurate, true, realistic, or right is another story.But I don't think I could ever get tired of hearing what Harrison has got to say. It's fun to hear a three-year-old perspective on the world.Because one day sooner than I realize that three year old will be thirty years old. A lot changes over those decades and I am savoring every bit of this chatterbox.So while I can I'm going to take in every story, observation, question, and explanation...enjoying ever one of the 102 million words a day :)

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Resurrection Eggs

The boys great aunt gave them a set of Resurrection Eggs this Easter. Each egg contains a symbol of the progression from Jesus' triumphal entry to His Resurrection.We have been telling them since birth about Jesus dying for our since and rising again. Harrison knows most events surrounding Jesus' death and resurrection, but it wasn't until we started using these eggs that it came to life.Harrison is such a hands on guy that he loved opening each egg as we read through the Bible. His anticipation of getting to the next egg was contagious and he even started guessing as to what each would contain.While his little face fell in deep concern when we covered the crown of thorns and the nails in Jesus' hands and feet, his eyes shone with pure giddiness when we opened the last egg to find it empty, just like Jesus' tomb, because, as Harrison said, "He's not dead! He's awive!"

Friday, April 6, 2012

Whatcha Thinkin'

I've always wondered what babies think about. Sometimes they just look like they know it all in their wizened expressions.Sometimes the way Jefferson is taking in something makes me think he is smarter than me...kinda gives me a complex. But he just looks like he has some thought on a vastly higher plain of intelligence than I can hope to reach.Then sometimes he'll just blow a raspberry at me when I ask him to smile or say "momma" and then I know we're on a even playing field.But he's definitely quite the little thinker, ever observant, and retaining like crazy. He is a facial expression master and can very effectively communicate his feelings about you or a situation.But one expression I do know, without a question, is that full blown, cheek to cheek, gummy smile. The one that melts me to my toes. That's definitely a thought I can read, and return.