Momma

There is something so magically sweet about your baby saying your name... Micah has been "dada"ing for months now but over the weekend he started saying "Mama".  And I giggle with excitement every single time.

Micah currently says:
Dada
Buhbye
Baba (for ball)
dun dun (for all done)
Uh oh!
And now... MAMA!

Goodnight, Themly.

Today was the anniversary of my Great Grandmother's birthday. It was a somber-ish day to say the least. It always hits me. Each year a little differently. Today my mom and I cried on the phone for a moment or two. Neither one said her name, yet we talked about her. This August will be 8 years without her. How I miss her. How I wish she could see these small children of mine. How I wish I could talk to her about raising boys. She raised her own two and then helped to raise three more. How I wish I could show her Micah's blue eyes like Grandpa's. ... oh so many things. I wish I could still sing for her. I can remember so many nights that I'd stay over and use her cane for a microphone and sing my heart's content out. I wish I could drink in her pink cups and eat Eskimo pies with her while watching Family Feud. I wish I could walk through her old house and touch the babies and dolls and see her roses in the yard. I just miss her. Oh Thelmy, I miss you.

But there is comfort in knowing where she is. There is joy in knowing who she's with. She is at the feet of our Maker, praising His name for all of eternity... and she has the joy of knowing two sweet angels that I long for.

Dear Lord, please if such a thing is possible, please tell my Thelmy that I love her so much, please tell Grandpa that I'm being a good little girl. That I am trying to raise these boys up to be doers of the Word and to be strong godly men to follow after You. Please continue to heal my heart and my mom's broken heart too. Thank you Jesus for all we do have. Thank you Lord for all you have given us. Amen.

the mother load

Jennifer Polk may be employed to take our pictures for all time. I love her work. I love her. She's SO PATIENT and considerate and kind and easy going.... which is a nice addition to my nervous anxious stressfulness that usually pairs with picture taking. I'm telling you, if you are local, she is the photographer for you! Here's some of the favorites from our shoot on March 24th...

I'm here I'm here.

My poor neglected blog. There there. (pat pat). Spring break really knocks it out of a person. I was going to post more pictures from our photo shoot, but that didn't happen. I was going to blog while on Spring Break but that didn't happen. I told myself to blog yesterday and sing praises that the Lord has Risen on the blog world, but that didn't happen-- I barely posted to facebook. In today's day and age, it seems a fast two sentence status update on facebook is all people care about anyhow. My blog is becoming more of a journal for me to mark important dates and landmarks in our lives than for "blogging" anymore. But who knows, maybe it will take on more life again.


Baseball starts tomorrow at my house. My five year old will begin baseball this year. First practice is tomorrow. We spent Saturday afternoon shopping for a helmet (he picked out bright orange) and a glove. This will be our first outside activity besides church functions. I'm pretty excited but also nervous for him. I know that other kids on the team may have played in previous seasons and I'm hoping he will catch on quickly. I know he's so excited though! He apparently told his teacher today at school that he wouldn't be there tomorrow because he'd have baseball instead. Ha! Sorry buddy... baseball is AFTER school.


That said, I'm worn out and distracted. I'll hopefully do photo updates and recaps over the last two weeks tomorrow.

... I will say this though...

HE IS RISEN!
HE IS RISEN INDEED!!!

good night !