I think Saige looks beautiful in this next picture. I wish the flash hadn't washed them out so much but I think I have pretty cute girls!
Can you feel Rich's excitement? He was a good sport!
Thursday, December 31, 2009
The Nutcracker.
I decided it would be fun to take the girls to the Nutcracker and I had never been myself so Rich very kindly said he would take us. He definetly didn't enjoy it as much as we did but it was very fun! Not the best picture of us in this next one but...we parked pretty far away and had just had a long walk.
I think Saige looks beautiful in this next picture. I wish the flash hadn't washed them out so much but I think I have pretty cute girls!
Can you feel Rich's excitement? He was a good sport!
I think Saige looks beautiful in this next picture. I wish the flash hadn't washed them out so much but I think I have pretty cute girls! Can you feel Rich's excitement? He was a good sport!
Field trip to Christmas village.
Misha's preschool took a trip to the Christmas village before they got out for Christmas break and the kids were excited when a surprise visit from Santa happened while we were there!
It was so so So cold that day. Look at his little red face. I tried putting mittens on his hands but he wouldn't leave them on so his fingers were freezing too!
Misha and her friend Braden from school who we car pool with.
They sang a couple of songs to Santa that they had been practicing at school.
It was so so So cold that day. Look at his little red face. I tried putting mittens on his hands but he wouldn't leave them on so his fingers were freezing too!Misha and her friend Braden from school who we car pool with.
They sang a couple of songs to Santa that they had been practicing at school.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
You know Dasher and Dancer.....
but RUDOLPH is who came home from preschool the other day...
isn't she cute? Merry Christmas! We are getting excited around here for the big day!
isn't she cute? Merry Christmas! We are getting excited around here for the big day!Thursday, December 3, 2009
Love this...
I read this on Cassie's blog and really Love it!!!
"How do you think of your children? On any given day, would you say your children are a blessing or a burden? Here is a challenge to you…How are you?”…“How is the baby?”…“How are your kids?”… We all hear these questions every day. Do you know a mom who always answers something like this: “Well, I haven’t killed my 2-year-old yet, so I guess that’s good.” Or, “I’m just exhausted,” or, “Things are absolutely crazy – I am so stressed out!”Maybe that frazzled, haggard, bewildered mommy is someone you know. Maybe it’s you. I know I’ve been there. Here is my question to you today… are we bearing our blessings as burdens? Those babies that we dreamt of and prayed for, that we had so much fun choosing names for, that we counted the days to meet… are they burdens to us now? Those homes that we were ecstatic to move into… are they burdens now? That husband that we couldn’t live without, that we picked out the wedding dress for, that we cried and ached and waited by the phone for… is he a burden now? That job you needed, you wanted and prayed for, that provides food and clothing for your family… is it a burden now?Sometimes it seems to me like a mantle we as moms must carry. We must be tired, we must be stressed out; we must be harried and frazzled, we must be lucky just to make it through the day. Are we bearing our blessings as burdens? Are we tired? Absolutely.As moms, we know about the 2 a.m. feedings, the nightmares, the wet beds, the midnight curfews. Do things get a little stressful between PTA meetings, dance class, the T-ball game, and dinner on the table at 6? Sure they do. Are husbands always a joy when they get home from work? No way. Is scrubbing the potty, doing the laundry, and cleaning the high chair tray the greatest thrill we’ve ever known? Of course not.So how do we look past the burdens and see the blessings of our families and our homes? Do you know any women who would give anything to have a baby to nurse at 2 a.m.? Anyone who would love to have those clothes we are sick of washing, or that house we just can’t keep clean. Do you know any women whose husbands aren’t coming home?I challenge you to joy, to smile, to persevere. I challenge you to bear your burdens as blessings and watch as they multiply. And the next time someone asks you how you are, throw off that identity of stressed out, frazzled mommy, find your smile and answer, “I am blessed!”
"How do you think of your children? On any given day, would you say your children are a blessing or a burden? Here is a challenge to you…How are you?”…“How is the baby?”…“How are your kids?”… We all hear these questions every day. Do you know a mom who always answers something like this: “Well, I haven’t killed my 2-year-old yet, so I guess that’s good.” Or, “I’m just exhausted,” or, “Things are absolutely crazy – I am so stressed out!”Maybe that frazzled, haggard, bewildered mommy is someone you know. Maybe it’s you. I know I’ve been there. Here is my question to you today… are we bearing our blessings as burdens? Those babies that we dreamt of and prayed for, that we had so much fun choosing names for, that we counted the days to meet… are they burdens to us now? Those homes that we were ecstatic to move into… are they burdens now? That husband that we couldn’t live without, that we picked out the wedding dress for, that we cried and ached and waited by the phone for… is he a burden now? That job you needed, you wanted and prayed for, that provides food and clothing for your family… is it a burden now?Sometimes it seems to me like a mantle we as moms must carry. We must be tired, we must be stressed out; we must be harried and frazzled, we must be lucky just to make it through the day. Are we bearing our blessings as burdens? Are we tired? Absolutely.As moms, we know about the 2 a.m. feedings, the nightmares, the wet beds, the midnight curfews. Do things get a little stressful between PTA meetings, dance class, the T-ball game, and dinner on the table at 6? Sure they do. Are husbands always a joy when they get home from work? No way. Is scrubbing the potty, doing the laundry, and cleaning the high chair tray the greatest thrill we’ve ever known? Of course not.So how do we look past the burdens and see the blessings of our families and our homes? Do you know any women who would give anything to have a baby to nurse at 2 a.m.? Anyone who would love to have those clothes we are sick of washing, or that house we just can’t keep clean. Do you know any women whose husbands aren’t coming home?I challenge you to joy, to smile, to persevere. I challenge you to bear your burdens as blessings and watch as they multiply. And the next time someone asks you how you are, throw off that identity of stressed out, frazzled mommy, find your smile and answer, “I am blessed!”
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