Mother's Day and Warriors

In my last post, I blogged about my children's love of Jesus.  Jack just loves to soak in knowledge of Him while Melody is a huge worshipper.  She has been singing her favorite song for all who will listen, including the staff at our chuch.  Our pastor loved it so much that he asked her to sing it for the congregation at all three services!  The video was taken at the 8:45 service and getting to hear her stand up there and sing pretty much topped my Mother's Day!

Alex parents were also visiting that weekend, so after church we all went out for my favorite Mother's Day tradition; brunch! 

So all that, along with a fabulous necklace and some beautiful earrings, definitely made me feel like one special mommy!

I know. Not a great picture.  It came from my phone.

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Some of you might remember this from last year.

Yep, he made me do it again.

Pre-race with our friend, Randy

It was fun and still just as muddy.

I did a little better this year than I did last year at #109 out of 726 women in my age group (that's 15th percentile).

And, yes, of course, Alex wants to do it again next year! 


Hosted by Krystyn at Really, Are You Serious?

Boldness

Over the past few weeks I've realized my children have a boldness about them.  They are real evangelists and totally unabashed in talking about faith.  Part of this I attribute to Jack's fabulous school but part of it is also just their personalities and simply being children.

This boldness has really challenged me over the past few months.  Especially as I've gotten deep into the study of Isaiah at BSF.

More and more, Jesus is a frequent topic of conversation.  Jack is constantly quoting scriptures, his current favorite is the Beatitudes, and can frequently be found reading his Bible.

Melody enjoys listing all the things she loves about Jesus and singing joyfully at all times.  (And yes, I do mean at all times.  We frequently hear exuberant tunes coming from the bathroom!)

I wonder what my life would be like if I lived my faith as boldly as they do.  As boldly and as fully, keeping my constant focus on God.

I pray my children continue to speak boldy, live boldly and desire to learn more about their Savior every day.

You Get What You Deserve

You're probably wondering what this picture is and why I've posted it.

It's a dead bird.

Precisely, the dead bird I caught my children playing with.

They built a nest in a bucket for it and were currently scouring the yard for worms when I discovered them.

You're probably wondering what I was doing while I was neglecting allowing my children the responsibility of some independence.

I might have been sneaking a few of their incredibly yummy vanilla cupcake flavored goldfish.  And watching a re-run of the originial BH 90210.

Shameful, I know.

Well, I got what I deserved.

Alleluia!

He is risen!

Happy Easter!



Evolution of a Black Eye

Be careful if you are ever playing catch in the back yard with your dad.  You might miss and the baseball might hit you in the eye.

You'll then switch to a softball and get hit in the eye again!

If that happens, your eye will probably look like this.

Then it will look like this

and then this

and after about a week, it will finally start to look normal!

Charlie's Update

Right at 2.5, Charles is the full embiodiment of everything 2.

Yes, this does mean he can throw an awesome tantrum.

He remains ever serious about his food.

After all, you don't reach 36 lbs at 2 and a half years of age by eating lightly.

He seems to understand his role as youngest child and has embraced it by becoming our class clown.  He will do anything to get a laugh and capitalizes on the fact that he can make us laugh frequently.

 And pretty much whatever Jack and Melody want to do, Charlie demands to be right in the middle of. 

See? What did I tell you...he's two all the way!

Melody Update

Ever since she turned 4, Melody has been growing in leaps and bounds.  It's making me so sad and happy at the same time.  I miss her little baby voice.  Giraffe is no longer ba-graff and she can even say "girl" the right way now!  She's so proud of herself and frequently runs up to me to say all kinds of words.



Like her brother, Jack, she as develped an insatiable love of reading.  She has even memorized this entire Mother Goose book!





She has been taking ballet and tap for a few months now with her best bud Ava.  She loves it and is quite the dancer.