



sneak peeks from ellie's 5 day old photo session. i am hoping i get to see the rest of them soon!!


We bought Abby a used bike for her 3rd birthday. She rode it all of one time and, because the training wheels weren't adjusted correctly and the bike was wobbly, she never rode it again. Fast forward to a couple of months ago when she and Libby were trying out the bike and tricycle. I realized that the bike was now too small for Abby but fit Libby perfectly. Libby loves to ride the princess bike! Her favorite part is ringing the bell. Here are some picts from yesterday with Lib and Chris. Now we know what Santa can get Abby – an 18 inch bike (chris had her fitted at the bike store). And once again, Libby is left with the hand me downs. I guess I can't feel too bad since I bought the bike used and then Abby never really used it. Too bad I didn't save it for her birthday!?! (i've been playing with photshop if you can't tell)
(this picture is w/out trundle, so it'll look a little different)
after libby was born, i really wanted to have another baby. chris wasn't so sure and said "well, if it happens it happens". after struggling with infertility for 7 years, i knew it wasn't going to "just happen" and we even spent our fertility treatment money on a down payment on a minivan (to fit the 3 kids we didn't have)....and then wham - in feb we found out we were pregnant. what a shock! i mean, you could have told me i won a million dollars and i would have believed you more than this....but after 4 months of nausea and vomiting, i am starting to believe it's a little more real. Anyway, we went to Baby Waves today to find out the gender....and it's a girl!! i am really excited at the thought of 3 sisters, and chris is now looking in to guns and boy dogs. the girls are excited about a little sister and we are excited for the continued pink in our house!
I am going to take a moment to whine, so stop reading if you don't want to hear it would rather me just tell you in person. It started yesterday morning when Abby and I came into the kitchen as Chris was gathering his things to leave. Major work crisis -"1 to 2 hours to fix". Four hours later, called Chris who said the problem was "bigger than expected and the fix wasn't co-operating". Whatever. At this point it was noonish, so I started trying to make the kids lunch and I had the fridge opened because I was trying to counteract the heating system by cooling with the fridge figure out what to fix. As I turned around, I saw libby coming at me with a glass BBQ sauce bottle and as I start to tell her to give it to me and reach towards her to get it, she drops it, glass shatters everywhere and Lib is in the middle of a BBQ glass shattered mess. She starts screaming and I grab her and take her over to the sink to see how badly she's cut. Luckily I had just done the dishes so I had room to lay her mostly in the sink with just her chest on the counter. Even though she was screaming bloody murder, I could only find one smallish cut and one that was pretty bad. I was looking for glass in her foot, but luckily there was none. I grabbed a kitchen towel and tried to stop the bleeding while running around looking for bandages. Unfortunately, all our gauze and major wound care has been used for playing doctor by abby and chris, but fortunately we happened to have huge band aids in the cabinet. I was freaked out because I was by myself and running around holding libby while trying to stop the bleeding. But I handled it and was proud of myself! I got her in her high chair, gave her motrin and held a Capri sun to her foot to help the pain (it was cold?!). Anyway, Chris had to work all night last night and today and my mom hurt her knee really bad yesterday so when I brought the girls out to see her, abby was acting really crazy because she was worried about my mom and manifesting it in the way of a 3 yr old. We came home @ 5:30, got to spend 1 hr of quality family time together, put the kids to bed and now I am in the office with chris, FREEZING TO DEATH! I don't know why I am so cold – maybe it's because I set the thermostat on 66?? We'll, if you'd seen the power bill this month, you'd be freezing too!
Ok, for the non bad part, I just wanted to say how much I love Chris and how proud I am of him. It is definitely a team effort for our little family, and sometimes I don't know who has the harder job – him or meJ
I’ve also found that the more I trust in Christ’s redemption to be sufficient, the less overtly religious I am.
And, quite honestly, the more suspect overtly religious people become to me. When I’m with somebody who talks zealously about faith, about Jesus, about the Bible, after a while, I find myself wondering whether or not their faith is strong at all. For instance, if I were with somebody who kept talking about how much they loved their wife, going on loudly and profusely, intuitively I would wonder whether or not they were struggling in their marriage. I would wonder whether they were trying to convince me they loved their wife, or if they were trying to convince themselves. (Now that I think of it, though, some of my favorite people talk about how much they love their wives, but these are less public proclamations and more sighs of appreciation.) Faith in Christ, for me, is similar. It’s intimate. I’m more comfortable giving quiet prayers, intimate prayers. Often alone, in fact. I speak of faith the way I speak of personal matters. Of course there is a time for proclamations, but that’s the key, isn’t it? There’s a time. Anyway, I love that the New Testament is mostly intimate letters written to small groups of people who met in homes. I like the quiet authenticity of our faith. Robertson’s loudness and shock-jock verbiage seems strange and oddly uncompassionate. It felt like he was trying to tell us how tough he was, not how compassionate God is.