The Rainbow Painted Our Yard

"Mommy, look! The rainbow painted our yard!"

- Darling Little Redhead

Has Anyone Seen the Baby?

Florida, Precious Q's and Unforgettable Mommy Moments

Hi! We just got back from a quick trip to Florida to introduce El Principito to his great grandpa (and namesake) and great grandma. The weather was beautiful and so was our time together...though much too short!

Darling Little Redhead seems to be growing up on us all of the sudden! He has independently started writing letters and saying things like "time to meet my educational needs" when he grabs his Leapster®. Should I be concerned? :)

And while he's always been a loving child, lately he's started to vocalize it so sweetly. "Mommy, you take such good care of me and El Principito." "Daddy, why does mama love us so much?" "Where's Daddy? He needs to be together with his best family". You can be sure that I am gathering all these things in my heart and cherishing them!

I'm not a perfect mom, and my kids will grow up understanding that I know that. But I hope that no matter what hangups they have with me through the years, that they will realize how much I love them!

And on that note, I would like to thank Jenny, who is a faithful reader and commenter, for the Mother of the Year award. The award brings attention to the fact that mothers aren't perfect, but they are still important! I always like to remember that I am the best mother for my child because God chose him specifically for me!

If you are reading this...I hereby bestow upon you the Mom of the Year Award! :)

And Suddenly I'm the Fastest Girl in the 5th Grade Again...

There's something about a new pair of sneaks that makes me all kinds of giddy. Just lacing them up transports me back to our cozy living room, where I hear my dad's laughter ringing as I proclaim that I just might be the fastest girl in the 5th grade ever.

So I'm curious, where does a new pair of shoes take you? :)

What God is Made of

They say that hard times show you what you're really made of. I think they're right.

They reveal that I am unqualified to handle the problems of life on my own. That I lack understanding. That I am weak and tired. That I desperately need the God of the universe to reach down, take my hand and lead me. Hard times prove that I am merely dust.

I'm ok with that. Because out of these excrutiating moments is born the rememberance that my God is with me. He's perfectly sufficient. He's infinitely wise. He willingly infuses my life with His power. That in my weakness, He is shown strong.

Maybe they would do better to say that hard times show you what your God is really made of.

photo: Migrant Mother, Dorothea Lange, LIFE

Muscle Man

I had to show off El Principito in his Muscle Man shirt (it seems a bit of an oxymoron to put such a little chub in anything with the word "muscle" on it)!  He's 7  months now and wearing 12-18 months clothing.  I'm so happy to have a HEALTHY baby boy!  :)  

Easter Blessings

What a privelege to celebrate, with this darling little family of mine, the power of the RISEN CHRIST!  Because of His sacrifice, we are completely forgiven and walk in newness of life!  "Thanks be to God who always leads us in triumph in Christ!" II Corinthians 2:14

I was convicted today about some unforgiveness that I have been harboring in my heart for a couple of years, so I need to deal with that!  How can I continue on making excuses for my injured attitude when Christ has forgiven me so much?  

How did the Spirit minister to your heart today?  I'd love to hear about it!  

Yearnings - A Prelude

"I suspected that all the yearnings for I knew not what that I had ever felt - 

when autumn leaves were burning in the twilight, 

when wild geese flew crying overhead,

 

when I looked up at bare branches against the stars, 

when spring arrived on an April morning - 

 -were in truth yearnings for him.  For God.  I yearned towards Him."  

Sheldon VanAuken, A Severe Mercy

photos: allposters.com

I love my family!

The entire lovable gang

 

My gorgeous sisters and me

My boys and me