Friday, March 23, 2012


Last week, on a day that was particularly trying in toddler land, I opened the door to our pantry and the honey jar had cracked, and spilled all over the shelves and onto the floor. I called my husband and told him I thought he might need to book a room for me in the looney bin. He told me that I'm a strong woman, and I can do this. I love him.
I have to tell you that my kids make me laugh. A lot! Natalie asked me what a turtle life was. I answered with a raised eyebrow so she continued. You know... John 3:16 For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have a turtle life. I love these little people!

Thursday, March 8, 2012


I call her Bitsy because she is the skinniest adult I know. It's really not fair that two people from the same family would be given such different metabolisms. The weird thing though is that she is so strong. Maybe I should re-nickname her Iron Rod. Hmm. Anyway, there is no other relationship like the one you have with a sister. I don't need to say that- it's obvious I know. But really I sometimes wonder what my life would have been without my sister, and I think the difference in my life without her would be immense. She helps me make sense out of life sometimes, and her opinion matters and helps b/c we've had so many of the same memories and experiences but with different eyes. So I say all of this because she came to visit this weekend. I didn't get to see my extended family a lot growing up, so I love to see her with my kids. I love that she loves my kids. I can't tell you how beautiful it was to me that she gave my baby girl a bath, and then took her out and held her little shaking body in her arms. She even asked for another towel because she thought Hallie was too cold, and then laid in bed with her and read book after book. This is usually my job, and one that sadly becomes a little too routine. It was so precious to watch them.
Also, my sister has always been one to give me a much needed push. This has usually been if I needed a job. She actually went through lifeguard training with me while she was sick with a fever. It was intense. Anyway, this weekend the push was for Nati, who reminds me a loooot of myself, and she got her ears pierced! She wanted to do it. She was obsessed with talking about it, but when it came down to getting there and sitting in the chair she freaked out. My sister had an agenda though, and that included buying her a double doozy cookie to take her mind of the fear. I imagined the day we would go to get her ears pierced, and the real life version included a bit of panic(on my part and Nati's) and my sister dancing around in a floppy hat. But hey you should see the smile on my girls's face now that it's over!