Timmy figured out how to stand up last night. We were so excited. You see, my little guy is big. And strong. A brute, really. This makes him really hard to carry, so any closer we get to walking is worth celebrating. So we did. Every time he stood, we'd yell, "YAY!" and clap. So much so that he started to think that clapping is what he should do when he stands. So funny. So cute.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Introducing...
Naomi Rahab Popp
4/18/2011
Our new niece is petite, beautiful, laid back, precious, cuddly, and sweet. Her parents are blessed. She is blessed to have them.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Spring. Sort of.
Living in Chicago, I have discovered that it's not intensity of the winter that bothers me. Oh sure, I'm not prone to leave the house with my young ones if the wind chills are below zero. But I have honestly thought a 17 degree day rather warm.
No, it's the length of the winter that's hard on me. March and April are the two hardest months. Once it hits 50 degrees, I want it to stay there. Which it never does. Observe.
This spring has been especially long in coming. It's been cooler than normal for Chicago. The tulips and daffodils we planted last October have pushed up through the ground, but have been in a stand off with the weather. They have budded, but refuse to bloom. Cold rain has kept us indoors. Sickness has kept us isolated. We are ready for warmth on our skin, new life for our souls.
I, too, feel as though I am battling a winter in my soul. But, in my heart, a stirring. A faith that I am on the brink of God's glorious spring. That out of this death will come life. God in his mercy gives us physical reminders of spiritual truth. I need them.
No, it's the length of the winter that's hard on me. March and April are the two hardest months. Once it hits 50 degrees, I want it to stay there. Which it never does. Observe.
This spring has been especially long in coming. It's been cooler than normal for Chicago. The tulips and daffodils we planted last October have pushed up through the ground, but have been in a stand off with the weather. They have budded, but refuse to bloom. Cold rain has kept us indoors. Sickness has kept us isolated. We are ready for warmth on our skin, new life for our souls.
I, too, feel as though I am battling a winter in my soul. But, in my heart, a stirring. A faith that I am on the brink of God's glorious spring. That out of this death will come life. God in his mercy gives us physical reminders of spiritual truth. I need them.
Fearless Tim
We took the kids to the park the other day and discovered that Timothy has his father's adventurous spirit. He's definitely in love with the slide.
All together at first.
Just with sister (getting a little lead on her).
All by himself now.
Whee!!!
All together at first.
Just with sister (getting a little lead on her).
All by himself now.
Whee!!!Monday, May 2, 2011
It's my party and I'll...
1. Run with balloons.
2. Wear zebra print, fairy wings, a tutu, and black icing.
3. Eat my first cupcake.
4. Hang with my friends.
5. Accessorize.
6. Open my own presents, thankyouverymuch.
7. Soak up the love.
2. Wear zebra print, fairy wings, a tutu, and black icing.
3. Eat my first cupcake.
4. Hang with my friends.
5. Accessorize.
6. Open my own presents, thankyouverymuch.
7. Soak up the love.
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