You're showing off a little leg there, my boy. You and all your pudgy sweet self! Gimme some sugar.
The next night, Henry whimpered once or twice. The next night he groused for 10-15 minutes. Every night since then has been one little cry or nothing at all, and it's lasted for a week. Thank you, God!!! Now if I could just make myself go to bed earlier...
Monday, April 16, 2012
Over Easter, our family met up with my parents and siblings in the Smokey Mountains. We kids had put this surprise together a long time ago for my parents, who both turned 60 last year. We gave them clues to the vacation at both of their birthdays, Christmas and on their anniversary in January. It was a wonderful way to honor and celebrate them. Here are a few of my favorite snapshots of our weekend in Townsend, Tennessee.
These girlies were ready for bed before we ate supper. All of the kids were excited to share the bunk bed in the basement.
Henry meets Uncle Lyndon.
Terror in the dark, slippery cave. OK, only my terror! I was afraid one of the kids would slip and fall to death or dismemberment. Here we were throwing coins into a wishing well, and it was safe to release my death grip on the railing in order to use the camera.
Well, hello there, Handsome!!
Mom and Dad.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Here's a recurring theme: when our family takes a vacation, I don't realize how badly we need it until it's almost time to pack up and come home. Right now, the last load of laundry is in the washer, but my heart is still watching the sunrise in Tennessee. The kids are low-key today too, which is such an undeniable blessing. Owen ran through the house in his underwear, looking for his uniform. Helen spent a good twenty minutes quietly fussing at her footwear to feel right, and in between adjustments of her socks, she played with a comb. Jack played alone in and around the farm's semi parked outside (with permission.) Henry napped and is napping.
Busy day or lazy day, may you experience the power of Christ's resurrection in your lives! That is the reminder of Easter--the hope of real and glorious new life in spite of our circumstances.
Monday, April 2, 2012
What we're up to lately: seeing who can get the biggest and best Henry smile. Cooing is bonus, and worthy of a loud, immediate report to mama. "HENRY COOED!!!!!! HENRY COOED AT ME!!!!!!!!" Yes, it breaks my "Yelling is Unnecessary" rule.