tea time

I got to have tea with this one a few weeks back.


Oh, You didn't know that doesn't happen every day? Oh....well it doesn't


You see, often when a little one lives in the same house as you and is always present in your life, day and night with you and needing you, things like sitting down to a cup of tea aren't common.


She is such a hoot. She has been fun to have around her whole life. She has made me laugh for years. But.


She's getting really good at it. She is actually getting a bit of a skill at telling jokes. To make them up. Her sense of humor is really starting to show.


She still tells some groaners but, frankly, so do I. What hope is there for her if she is learning from me. I find the jokes that make me laugh the hardest are when they are more like her dads.


I so look forward to spending time with this one. On watching her grow through the years to come.

Psalm 145

Psalm 145

1 I will extol you, my God and King,
    and bless your name forever and ever.
² Every day I will bless you
    and praise your name forever and ever.
 

³ Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised,
    and his greatness is unsearchable.

⁴ One generation shall commend your works to another,
    and shall declare your mighty acts.

⁵ On the glorious splendor of your majesty,
    and on your wondrous works, I will meditate.
⁶ They shall speak of the might of your awesome deeds,
    and I will declare your greatness.



⁷ They shall pour forth the fame of your abundant goodness
    and shall sing aloud of your righteousness.

⁸ The Lord is gracious and merciful,
    slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love.

⁹ The Lord is good to all,
    and his mercy is over all that he has made.

¹⁰ All your works shall give thanks to you, O Lord,
    and all your saints shall bless you!

¹¹ They shall speak of the glory of your kingdom
    and tell of your power,
¹² to make known to the children of man your mighty deeds,
    and the glorious splendor of your kingdom.



¹³ Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom,
    and your dominion endures throughout all generations.

[The Lord is faithful in all his words
    and kind in all his works.]
¹⁴ The Lord upholds all who are falling
    and raises up all who are bowed down.

¹⁵ The eyes of all look to you,
    and you give them their food in due season.
¹⁶ You open your hand;
    you satisfy the desire of every living thing.



¹⁷ The Lord is righteous in all his ways
    and kind in all his works.
¹⁸ The Lord is near to all who call on him,
    to all who call on him in truth.



¹⁹ He fulfills the desire of those who fear him;
    he also hears their cry and saves them.
²⁰ The Lord preserves all who love him,
    but all the wicked he will destroy.

²¹ My mouth will speak the praise of the Lord,
    and let all flesh bless his holy name forever and ever.

Crazy how life changes

How terribly sad this little corner seems as of late. I have been so negligent on my posting and have even taken to less photography. It saddens me and I don't know why. Life is full and lovely and hard and breaking all in one fell swoop. My girls grow older by the hour and so does my heart. It is vast and wide, this life we live. It is short and fast. It lasts but a moment and then it has passed us by.

Yes, I am alluding to somethings in particular but they are truly of a private family matter. I have never liked it when things are alluded to without sharing but I get it now. There are things that really change a life and yet they are to private to share. It explains that there are hardships going on in the lives of ones we care for but we cannot know the details and for now that is where we are. 

Suzie and Jade you will understand when you are older. You will know where this is coming from when you read it. That is all that matters for now.

As for today? There is still joy, great joy even in the midst of great sorrow. I know not how this can be other than the saving Graces of our Lord and savior.

These pictures are from a little while back. Shortly after these were taken my camera started acting up. It suddenly quit taking pictures. Something in the mechanics seemed to fail. Paul was able to jar it back into working order but I must admit it has not instilled the desire to have the camera out often. I am in the process of looking into a new one but I feel I don't even know where to start. It has been years since I last looked into cameras and my knowledge is slim at best. I am interested in one with video capabilities but am not sure where to begin.


But I really must get back into the swing of things. I do love it so.




Yellow rain boots. YES!


The kids were playing hide and seek. This was jades hiding spot. This is the front side of the tree when facing it from the flower garden.





They got a hold of some side walk chalk and were going strong on a piece of wood. We don't really have side walks outside of our yard.





Well there you have it, entry first-in-a-long-time and maybe last-in-as-long-of-a-time.
Sorry for the vagueness of the post and the disconnectedness of it all. Maybe I will get back into it and then be more organized. And maybe I won't. Crazy how life changes.

For the girls

I keep wanting to sit down here and write up a little blog post but there is something that stops me. I think I've figured it out. I keep thinking of why I used to sit here. What was my drive to be so on top of keeping up to date? Sadly it was not what I said it was.

I wanted to be noticed. I cared what people thought. I wanted to be noticed outside of my little world. I wanted to have people comment, I cared about how many views each post got. I know I have said in the past that I write here for my girls but I am sorry to say that was not true, not fully.

The past weeks as I think about sitting here I worry that I cannot string words together in a pleasing manner. I want to have "great" stories to tell vs. the mundane day to day.

So now I remind myself that it is the mundane that maters. It is the life I live with my family. This is what I do. Little snippets of a quiet life. Of a life lived in quiet. (or noise but it's simple noise).

When the world all around keeps telling me that I must produce the most astounding of photos and the fullest of words I wonder at what my contribution is worth. But when I look into the steel and sky blue eyes of my girls I remember what really matters. Why I am really here. SO...

Suzie and Jade this ones for you.

Remember this guy?

Remember when we went to Grandpa and Grandmas just to play with him.


He loves the snow. Even when you throw it at him.


Plop!!


Jade you probably don't remember how you felt when he jumped up on you. But I can say that it wasn't your favorite. He thought you were a big moving toy and so much fun. You thought it was a bit annoying how he bit at your mitts. That's why your hands are where they are in this picture.


Climbing the snow plowed mounds in the front yard at Gr.pa and Gr.mas




You thought your were out of Ree-bar's rough housing reach. Turns out you were wrong.






Oh little Ree-bar you're a cutie.




I don't think he looks to impressed.


Jade you liked to pretend you were a myriad of creatures. Here you are being a snake I believe.




And the interactions with the older Orange Cat. (yes that is his name). At first Orange Cat was not too sure but he started to warm up to Ree-bar. Grandma said this was one of the best interactions so far. Actually playing together.










Puppy nose and tongue.


Grandma and her new baby.


Here they are, those steal blue eyes. Love the bow in your hair. A bow from some wrapping that you found in the guest room and took it upon yourself to put it upon yourself. Love you my dear sweet Suzie.




Exploring the window fogged by your breath. Oh how I do love you too my dear Jade.

I Think you two to be the two sweetest girls I know. Funny how any mom will say that about their girls. Well It's true. When you talk about the changes that will take place in your lives when you are "mommies" I imagine the changes right along with you. Look so forward to watching you grow and mature. Love to see the little girls you are and the little women you will be one day.