Friday was a gut-wrenching, strange day learning of the terrible deaths in CT. It hit home more than anything has since 9/11.  It may be because my children are also in grade school, and I could imagine the lives of those people that morning, and the devastation now that no parent ever wants to live.  Sunday in church, the sermon touched on this event and our questioning of faith - how can God let this happen?  Also mentioned was rather than say, "Where was God?" we need to look for God in our everyday lives, seeing Him in those around you.  At that moment, I looked down and my 3 year old son was thumbing through the hymnal and had selected, "Let there be Peace on Earth." I found God in the two little ones sitting next to me.  He is with me every day in their smiles, hugs and laughter.  I am so grateful for that!

Cute phrases by #2

We renovated our garage this summer - new floor poured, and made it a single, powered door. We were so excited to join the 20th century much less the 21st!

My son found it fun to take "the measure" out to measure the "galaundry". He'd made up this word having heard us say "garage" but not really knowing. As usual I thought this was very cute!

Not scared at all...

When coming home from a birthday party, my 7 yr old had vampire teeth in from her goody bag. They were purple and actually fit in her mouth quite well.

Well I thought my 3 yr old might be frightened, but instead he caught a glimpse of those teeth and just non-chalontly said, "those are some nice purple teeth!" And walked on...

It wasn't a bad lunch...again!

So once again, I'd planned to take a couple weeks off before the birth of my second child. And again, on Thursday night before my last day of work, I experienced pains - strong pains.  I thought again it was a bad lunch - this time corned beef reuben. After it was all over I couldn't believe I thought labor pains were indigestion AGAIN.  Seriously?!  But it does start that way. Then it's constant trips to the bathroom. I had told hubby to go to bed - put our daughter to bed - I'd be fine. Then around 11pm the pain was so awful, I feared this might be "it" and it was.  We swept up   our daughter and headed to the hospital.  This ride was a bit less calm.  And when at the hospital, the doors were locked.  A "compassionate" security guard in a truck suggested I walk down the hill to the ER doors.  Mind you, at this point, it was like I was in a movie, where the ER doors as I looked up at them seemed to extend farther and farther away from me - so that was a big NO. And I was thinking - "Um I'm HAVING A BABY like ANY MINUTE!! LET ME IN THIS DOOR!" 


Then luckily for the security guard someone else who worked at the hospital happened by and used his employee card to let me in... and in a matter of 2 1/2 hours we had a baby boy! 


I now know how people could actually give birth in back of taxi's, in their cars, or anywhere for that matter.  Because when they're coming out - they're coming out!   And three years later we are so glad he's here!  He's a curly topped, sweet heart!  And we couldn't imagine our lives w/o him.

2nd little one turning 3!

Where did the time go? My little guy turned three this past week, and even in the past couple days he's speaking more clearly, and looking older. It's enough to break your heart, while making you so proud. I fear I'm not capturing all the fun and adorable moments, and phrases, and just hope I have enough to make me melancholic years from now (if I can find a way to connect my video camera to any device that will play the old digital tapes!).

Both kids do the coffee dance when I grind coffee. He told me the other day when I was wearing a long flowing black skirt (that I feel rather Amish in when I wear it) that I looked like a Princess. That made my day and changed my outlook for the whole day. :)

A couple days after Easter, he came downstairs and said 'I got a nice Easter basket yesterday.'

I was glad he was happy, and impressed he knew 'yesterday' referred to the past. He always says, "your welcome," and mostly remembers to say, "please." He's growing up nicely.