Wednesday, September 30, 2009

kangaroo towel

This was our treasure we found while visiting Canada....thought I'd share it with ya'll! It has made bath time SO much easier for us! love it!
When I was in college one of my professors talked about how he and his wife had a jar where they kept memento's of God's faithfulness so they wouldn't forget the stories...especially when they were in the middle of something difficult. I may start my own "jar"...

I told my brother the other day that every time I go to church I cry. He asked me why and I told him I didn't I've been thinking about it since then.

I am continually overwhelmed by who God is. I want his heart to be my heart. I want everything that flows out of my life to come from knowing his grace. I have moments when I can feel his love so deeply and it overwhelms me. Just being in his presence and being surrounded by the music and fellowship and having my heart turned to heaven for that special time on Sunday's has become a lifeline for me. There is so much I don't know, so much I am unsure of but what I do know is that God has always been faithful to me.

And that brings me to tears.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009


We are headed to Toronto to visit Lance's sister and her family. Judah will get his first visit to Canada under his little belt and hopefully fun will be had by all.

We are on the look out for a baby moose blanket toy thingie while we are there. Should be interesting :)

Friday, September 18, 2009


I started in a small group this week. It meets Wednesday mornings for a couple hours and we are going to be reading and talking about the book "The Friendships of Women" I am very much looking forward to the book and mostly I am looking forward to getting to know these women in the group.

The first day was a get to know you day. It was nice. We had a little container filled with questions, you'd pick one out of the container and answer it. It was fun. I liked the variety and I liked hearing about the other women. One of the questions I got was "If you didn't have your kid for 1 day what would you do?". Honestly the first thing I thought (and so I said it..) was "I had 32 yrs to do whatever I wanted, I love having a kid." I mean yes, I would love to go to the movies. Or sleep for 12 hrs straight...but I will get to do those things again when he's older.

I really love this season of my life. The season where my kid goes to sleep early and I have to stay at home every night. The season where it takes me an hour to get out the front door with nursing, diapers and urping. The season where my LO gets up at 4:00am for a snack and a snuggle. The season where I have to stake every location out for a place to sit and nurse. The season where I may or may not get to church because of naps. The season where I have a kid who thinks I hung the moon. The season where my husband and I laugh at the fun cute stuff Judah does. The season where I weigh more than I would like. The season where I have to see a chiropractor cause having a 21# baby is hard on my body. The season where funny faces and exaggerated movements result in silly giggles. The season where random people talk to you about how sweet your baby is. The season where my heart over flows every other minute from the joy I experience being a mom.

Yes I am a big pile of lovey dovey mush. This is the season I am in. Yes it is filled with sacrifice too but I don't mind. The pay off is more than I ever dreamed.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

I have moments of extreme sadness when I think of my dad having dementia. How hard it is for my mom to care for him. How my husband never really met my dad. How my son won't. How much my dad himself hates having dementia. How trapped he feels.
It just makes me sad.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

I try to capture so many moments with my camera. Judah is growing so fast and every thing he does is so precious to me. But there are moments that I can't capture with a camera.
Like when I finish nursing him and he's sound asleep and I lift him to my shoulder and he snuggles in. I walk by my mirror in our bedroom on the way to putting him in his bed and every night I stop for just a second to see how sweet he is snuggled in. I love that moment.
Or like when he first wakes up and is fussing and I walk into where he sleeps, flip on the light and start talking to him...he looks up at me with the sweetest little smile. He is just so happy to know I'm there and he wakes up in such a good mood. It is precious.

I love my baby boy.

My heart is full.

Monday, September 14, 2009

"...nothing is easy to the unwilling."

-taken from a friends status update on fb.

Saturday, September 12, 2009


It is to easy to spend all our time on the computer or tv. I feel the need to connect in real life. So I asked for a Game Night. We've done it 3 friday nights in a row...I'm not sure Lance really likes it but he humors me. I think I will spend some more time in the game aisle at Target in the future. Any favorites you might recommend...especially for just two people...leave a comment and tell me!

So far we've played Dominoe's, Scrabble and Scatagories. Oh yes, and Encore...the singing game. LOL. that was memorable.

Friday, September 11, 2009

My sweet little tiny itsy bitsy baby got his first tooth. I could see for a while that they were coming in...this morning when I stuck my finger in his mouth I felt them. I turned the lamp on over his head and made sure I could see it wasn't a fluke. There really is a tiny little tooth coming through...two of them actually.

It explains the fussing and not wanting to sleep thing the last couple days...and how yesterday he was a poop machine. I gave him Tylenol last night before I put him to bed kind of on a whim cause I wasn't sure he really needed it but I am really glad I did now. They must have popped through in the night. Crazy. I am the mom of a kid who has teeth.

When do we start brushing them? anyone?

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

SOLD to the man with the big gulp!

I heard really loud music outside earlier...not totally unusual except it was country music and usually it is ghetto I was curious. Turns out they were auctioning off the house across the street. I got the camera out, sat on my porch and nursed Judah (I felt so redneck, and watched the action was a hoot.

They were blaring Martin McBride music over the loud speakers while lots of folks drove up and walked through the house. There was a police officer at the front door.

Pretty soon I saw the ladies who used to live in the house drive up. They said hi to everyone, walked through the house and proceeded to go across the street about 3 houses down from my house and sit on the porch with a few other ladies to watch the action...not long later I hear one of the ladies start yelling and next thing you know they ran off the previous home owners and started yelling things like "EAT !@#! and DIE". Holy moly cat fight drama. They ended up standing on the sidewalk watching their house get auctioned off. sheesh!

The auctioneer stalled at 46,000$ and it looked like there were 2 people bidding...they paused to do a raffle and once that was over they started doing their auction calling thing again...pretty soon the guy who owns the group home (I think he's the owner..otherwise he was just visiting someone who lives there...) next door to the house being auctioned walks out and stands in front of the auction truck...about 3 minutes later he was the proud owner of the neighboring property for 47,500$. As soon as he won he walked over to his car, opened the door, grabbed his big gulp and walked back into his house. LOLOLOL. I was dying. He came back out eventually, looked like he was on his phone laughing...still holding his big gulp. I think he was a little shocked he bought a house with no warning.

I had fun watching it all go down and I took lots of video and pictures...I'll post them on takes to long to put videos on blogger.

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

I got out of the habit of wearing make up when I was pregnant (aka the 9 months I puked non stop). Makeup and a new born don't exactly mix either. But now the kid sleeps through the night and is generally happy while

Sunday, September 06, 2009

just for fun

So I entered a contest...only I didn't read the rules oh well. I am supposed to be a Resident of MN to even enter...I am surprised they accepted my entry since I filled the form out and said I lived in Nashville. Either way it is a fun contest to see pretty wedding photo's. Check it out for yourself :)

Friday, September 04, 2009

doing shots with Judah

My dearest husband started telling a friend of ours that we were doing shots If there hadn't been a baby in the room you would have thought he meant drinking shots.

But was the painful needle injecting kind of shots we did. Poor kid.

Here's the husband knows things. Strange things.

Like if you are going to give a horse a shot you smack the spot where you inject the needle first to confuse the pain or some such thing. I told him he wasn't allowed to smack our baby. lol. but he did and Judah thought it was a fun game and then when the nurse came in and gave him his shots he didn't cry at all on the first leg and just a little bit on the second one.



You may think this is a photo of a rushing river.

It is in fact a picture of my sons drool. seriously. well. it may as well be.

Any church kids know the song...

"I've got a river of life flowing out of me...makes the lame to walk and the blind to see..." etc.

Well, at our house we sing...

"I've got a river of drool flowing out of me..." etc.

Baby Judah Budah has learned the art of the raspberry this week and not only is the drool flowing freely but it is being propelled out of his mouth with force.

The current could wash you down river!


Wednesday, September 02, 2009

baby heaven

pretty sure judah thinks there will be ceiling fans in heaven. pretty sure he thought he was there when we visited Home Depot this week :)

if you ever wonder why he isn't making eye contact and is staring up and over your shoulder...there is probably a ceiling fan behind you.

my baby sitter tip if I ever get a baby sitter...if all else fails and the toys just aren't interesting anymore...turn on the ceiling fan.

Judah loves a good whirly bird ceiling fan. who doesn't really? :)

Tuesday, September 01, 2009


As I have walked around our house the last couple days and cleaned up messes I have felt peace.

A pile of wet beach towels...the joy of taking our baby boy swimming.

A messy counter top...such good amish friendship bread, I am blessed to have friends.

A dirty diaper pail...healthy kid who pee's a lot :)

Hershey Kiss wrappers on the table and the back of an envelope used as a score card...such a nice night with my husband, two nice nights actually...his birthday where I gave him the kisses and the game night where we ate them and played dominoes.

I love at the end of a good party or a great day the time spent cleaning up the messes. It gives you time to reflect on how great it was making the mess :) Of course if you wait to long to clean it up the momentum wains...but still...I love a good mess!
When I started working as a pastor I worked with Dick Gruber. He was a wonderful mentor for my first year of ministry. I remember many of the things he told me during that year including...follow every communication up with an email. Every phone call, every hallway conversation, every meeting. Which I did all the years of my job.
I am finding that this principle applies outside of a job as well. Do not be surprised if in the future I start following all communications up with an email. I do not like being accused of not communicating just because the other person does not remember our conversation. It does not feel good.
Simple fix. Thank heaven for email I suppose.


So Much to Love

I love people. I love bright eyes. I love my sons, Judah & Lucas. I love laughing. I love my ringtone. I love love. I love Jesus. I love tattoos. I love milk. I love creative expression. I love smiles. I love Philippians. I love bridges. I love my house and haven. I love a rainy night. I love doing nothing. I love almonds and banana chips. I love music. I love cowboy hats. I love Anna Maria Island. I love (diet) dr.pepper. I love a good story. I love wildflowers. I love to fly. I love rod iron. I love babies. I love going to the movies. I love midnight. I love allegra. I love sunsets. I love long kisses. I love the color red. I love starshollow. I love community. I love doing life with friends. I love witty banter. I love I love my family. I love pretty things. I love cruisin' with my girls. I love remembering when. I love authentic individuals. I love hot tamales. I love when kids giggle. I love Lance. I love bonfires. I love finding people I thought I'd lost. I love yard sales. I love tacobell. I love seeing people do good. I love violins and steel guitar. I love driving to the airport. I love seeing people around me succeed at their dreams. I love being included. I love flipflops. I love blogging. I love long talks. I love dreaming.

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