A Day In Pictures

8:00 breakfast with my Beloved

9:00 a snugly girl who loves soft blankets

10:00 washing diapers... oh so glamorous

11:00 practicing the ancient art of nap-fighting

12:00 Mama wins the fight every day

1:00 nap time research

2:00 explore Mama's face

3:00 play, yell, drool. Repeat.

4:00 Daddy's home!

5:00 dinner

6:00 family walk

7:00 sleepy girl

8:00

Four Months

To my sweet Addi,

One year ago, exactly today, your Daddy and I sat on the bathroom floor together...
Laughing, crying, praising God, for we had just found out about you.

You, the girl of my dreams.

You, the one who has stolen our hearts.

...you.

...and today, you turned four months old.

We don't deserve you, sweet, beautiful, funny girl. You are our biggest and best blessing, and I'm still amazed that God had trusted us to love and raise you. He is immeasurably good to us.

Your Daddy falls more in love with you every single day.
And my love for him grows even more each time I see him look at you.

There is no higher honor, nothing more important in my heart,
than being a wife and Mama to you two.

This month, you have rolled over, started reaching and grabbing, started teething, and laughed for the first time. You are a busy girl, always wanting to stand or be bounced. You wake up twice a night to eat, and your beauty stops people at the grocery store right in their tracks. I can't tell you how happy it makes me to see that you love the outdoors. You went on your first hike with Pappy, yesterday, which has always been one of my favorite things to do. I hope that you bond with him and God over these adventures just like I have.

We are all so crazy about you... all of your grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins... You are loved.

"For You created my inmost being;

You knit me together in my mother’s womb.

I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

Your works are wonderful,

I know that full well."

Psalm 139:13-14

I love you, Birdie. Happy four months!

Mama

Storms

"The wise man built his house upon the rock, and the rain came tumbling down...

The rain came down as the floods came up, and the wise mans house stood firm.

The foolish man built his house upon the sand, and the rain came tumbling down.

...The rain came down as the floods came up, and the foolish man's house sank down.

So build your house on The Lord, Jesus Christ. The blessings come down as the prayers go up..."

We are in the midst of a mighty storm in our life. This old childrens song has been dancing itself through my head for the past few days.

Let us continuously be building and leaning on our Rock, for He is the only One who keeps us from drowning.