I love this little girl. It’s hard to believe that in just two weeks she’ll be two years old. Every time I blink, it seems that more of her life has passed by.
I have been wrapped up in work and assignments over the past couple of months. The work is good, but I’m sad that I haven’t spent enough time blowing bubbles and drawing on the driveway with my little lady.
We’ve done those things, but we haven’t done them enough. Sometimes I feel like life is happening to me. Like I’m on the outside looking in. Like I’m not actually living it.
The key, I think, is to slow down enough to take it all in. Take pictures. Capture the moment. Draw and laugh and sing and blow bubbles. The work can wait.
She is my most important work. Sometimes I forget that, but don’t worry, she has her own ways of reminding me.
I don’t want to wake up 16 years from now and wonder if we played enough, laughed enough, and loved enough.
So I’m putting on the brakes and slowing down for a while. God gave me this one life. I’m going to live it.
Will you slow down and live it with me?
Until next time, grace and peace.
With Logan being so sick, things around here have been kind of heavy lately. I thought it was only fitting to lighten the load a bit with some snapshots from our daily life.
Micah is a copycat. She has entered the stage of toddlerhood where she mimics nearly everything I do, including getting ready in the mornings.
For the past couple of months, we’ve Dennis has been working on a bathroom remodel, which meant that I got ready in our bedroom most days. Micah was all about it.
As soon as I said it was time to get ready, she’d run to get her make-up bag (filled with travel-sized brushes and empty bottles), plop down in front of the mirror and start rubbing her face.
Priceless.
At least, that’s what I think.
Until next time, grace and peace.
Well, we’ve arrived. The first day of school for Micah. She was so excited when we arrived at the preschool, never even looking back after she walked through the gate. She’s going to have lots of fun, and I’ve enjoyed a quiet morning at home to get some work done.
Before we left this morning, I took the obligatory first day of school photos. She was quite proud of her backpack and kept turning around for me to get a picture of it, so I have lots of pictures of her back and only a couple of pictures of her face.
Either way, I’m glad to have captured the memories. She’s soaking up things like a sponge these days, and preschool will be a structured learning environment for her. She’s pointing out colors and counting, and I’m continually amazed by how quickly she’s picking things up. She’s a big girl now.
A big girl who was ready to stop taking pictures and climb in the car.
Hope you’re all having a good day. In a bit, I’ll head out to pick my little lady up, but until then, I’ll enjoy the quietness of the house.
Until next time, grace and peace.
Hello all. I don’t have much for you today, but because it’s Friday I thought I’d share a short little video with you. I’m always amazed at how much Micah is learning day by day. There are many things that she’s mastered in the past few months, but jumping just isn’t one of them. She thinks she’s got it down, but as you shall see, she definitely does not.
Hope that little video made you smile. Have a great weekend!
Until next time, grace and peace.
Our morning got off to a traumatic start. I heard Micah talking to herself in bed as I finished up my Bible reading, but I didn’t think much about it because she usually plays quietly in bed for about 30 minutes before I get her up each morning.
SO, I headed off to the bathroom to brush my teeth, but as I shut the water off, I heard wailing. Very loud, very persistent wailing. So, I did what any mother would do. I raced across the house to Micah’s room to see if she had finally managed to climb out of her crib.
She had not.
Instead, her entire leg was stuck between the rails of her crib. She had somehow managed to stick the whole thing through, and her knee wouldn’t come back out.
She was inconsolable by the time I got there.
It took me a few minutes to figure out which way to push to get it out with the least pain, but I’m sure it was still uncomfortable. Poor thing.
After all of that, I felt sorry for her, so she got the sippy cup of her choice this morning. I know, I’m such a generous Mom.
We also did some of this:
No, I’m not sleeping. And the picture’s from Sunday afternoon, but you get the point. I’m trying to embrace the camera. Can you tell?
For the record, you should know that she’s fine. I think her knee will probably be a little bruised for a few days, but maybe she learned a lesson about climbing in her crib.
How was your morning? I hope it got off to a better start than mine.
Until next time, grace and peace.
