Monday, August 27, 2012

Treasured Moments

 The boys learning to be brothers...that's a treasured moment. Laying in bed on Sunday after nap time snuggling, wrestling and having a good ole time. Looks like Mr. Wes is going to out weigh Judah any day now.
 Not looking much like brothers here...but definitely sharing brotherly love.
 Treasuring daddy dancing with Cinderella.
 Big goofy grins.
Big flirty eyes. Lots of treasured moments.

Sunday, August 19, 2012


"Sometimes the thrill of soaring has to begin with the fear of falling"-- Anne Barber

I think that's where I am at right now. If I could eloquently get onto paper all of the thoughts that are flying around in my head I would. But I just can'

First and foremost, we're in the adoption process. While I've shared about the fact that we're adopting, I probably will keep it at that for now. This process is so humbling. There is so much we don't know, stuff we definitely didn't know we didn't know. My heart is a serious hot mess because of this process and I really don't know what to make of it. And yes, I did just use that phrase. Hot Mess.

Second, I am gearing up for homeschooling. I am doing a full blown curriculum this year with Clara. I am infinitely intimidated with this--but then some how the Holy Spirit reminds me--it's just kindergarten. This is not going to make or break her. She is learning to love learning. And I will hopefully learn to love teaching and love my daughter in new ways. Let this be your warning though--there may be posts full of angst about homeschooling. And yes, I am choosing to homeschool, and this is my blog and I can wine about it if I want to. but I will try not to.

Third and perhaps the thing that I am chewing on the most is this book called "7" by Jen Hatmaker. Oh my. So much said in such a tiny book. I can't process what I've been reading. One paragraph I am laughing. One I am crying pretty, calm tears and the next I am sobbing with an ugly cry face. Thank you Jesus for this gifted woman--a vessel trying to point us more to you!

Although this is a relatively blase post--I want this to be a record of where I am at. Even when I can't quite identify it. I take comfort in knowing that Jesus knows my heart and that's enough. He's prompting me. He's shaping me. He's asking for my complete surrender so that I can soar in His glory!

I will *try* to have some picture posts for the grandparents. Thanks for reading even with no cutie pies staring back at you!