Today is a good day. I don't know why, but I'll take it. I wanted to blog, but I don't really know what to say. The sun is shining. It's absolutely beautiful out, and I feel so good. The kids are outside playing, I'm sitting here with Mom. It's just good. And I don't know why. I've no idea how long it'll last, but I'll take what I can get.
Ali's first tooth came out today :) She's been holding onto it for entirely too long. I've been trying to get her to to let me pull it for ever, but she was afraid. Today I went to pick her up from school and she said 'Momma look at my tooth!' I just grabbed it and literally picked it up out of her mouth it was so loose! Anyhow. My baby girl is growing up. Sigh
Speaking of growing up, they're having a school dance next week. She's in KINDERGARTEN! I about choked when I read the letter. But it's a dance to raise money for cancer, and they're doing two, one for k-2, and the other for 3-5. I don't know. I just don't know :)
Tonight the kids are staying at my Mom's with their cousins and Stacey and I are going out for dinner just to get away. I've been so sick the last few days that it's just nice to feel human again. I'm hoping that I've lost some weight too! Lol.
It's spring here and I'm kinda glad for it. Just sayin.
Okay I'm really out of things to say. I had this post planned out better in my head, but it's a whole bunch of hodge-podge. But it's a good day :) And I'll take it!
I'm a wife. I'm a mom. I'm a photographer. I'm a lover of Jesus. My house is a mess, my kids are dirty, we eat take out more often than not. My life is loud, busy and crazy. And that's okay with me.
This is Eric, the man you've been praying for. He's a paramedic. He quilts in his spare time. No, I couldn't make that up :) He has NASH (a form of liver disease, non-alcoholic) and diabetes, but those things don't define him. He's a man of God, an insanely wonderful husband, and the best daddy in the world.. Just ask these guys..
Our daughter Ali, she's 9. She's fiercely opinionated and strong willed. She's a Daddy's girl, but the umbilical cord hasn't but cut from me, either. She's a gymnast, and proud of it. She spends more time upside down or turning flips than she does walking. She's crazy smart, and absolutely sure of it. She is my insufferable little know it all.
Our son Dylan, 7. We lovingly refer to him as Chubs. Or Chubby. Or fat boy. Ahem. He is all boy, as you can see by his crazy wild energy. He has the highest pain tolerance of any child I have ever met. He plays soccer and does gymnastics, but truly he is a gamer, a nerd. He is an avid reader and loves to climb. Not to be outdone by his sister, he's a drama king, but to him, I'm the best mommy in the world.
I'm here to use my voice. So many people can't. In a world of darkness, I just want to help God's light to shine through. I pray that my words are His, and my love is His, as well. This is my journey through the darkness. To start are the beginning of the story, click here.