The tower that Jack created...
and destructed.
Typical boy format.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
A First Haircut
Leah has been begging for months to have her hair cut and until recently it really didn't need to be cut. That's right, below you will find 'first haircut pictures' for my 62 month old. Or you could call her a 5 year old (plus 2 months). I just evened out the bottom a little to make it look less straggly-- if that is a word.
She loves her new hair cut and has been fond of fixing her own hair recently and wanting me to do more with it. I think she is more girly in that way than Anna. Anna might be a little tomboy-- she even prefers hanging out with the boys at church (instead of the girls) and sitting at their table. When I asked her why, she told me it was because the boys play games that are more fun. Makes senes... should I be worried?
That hair at the bottom has been around since birth. It was the peachfuzz on her head that slooowwwly grew out to this beautiful, curly strawberry blonde hair.
She loves her new hair cut and has been fond of fixing her own hair recently and wanting me to do more with it. I think she is more girly in that way than Anna. Anna might be a little tomboy-- she even prefers hanging out with the boys at church (instead of the girls) and sitting at their table. When I asked her why, she told me it was because the boys play games that are more fun. Makes senes... should I be worried?
That hair at the bottom has been around since birth. It was the peachfuzz on her head that slooowwwly grew out to this beautiful, curly strawberry blonde hair.
Clip, clip.
Being a good little client.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Death that is not Dying
In the last week or so, death has become a regular visitor to our days. Dear friends losing their wives, mothers, children and others at times has seemed an unbearable weight of sorrow for those left behind. The mom and dad who had their little three year old die in their arms, the husband and father of four little ones watch his wife bravely fight to the end of a battle with cancer, an old friend lost his wife to inexplicable causes, and the list goes on.
But we have hope! And so many times in the last two weeks I have been reminded of the following passage that I memorized years ago with a friend as we took after-work walks around Pasadena.
1 Peter 1:3-9
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who according to his great mercy has caused us to be born again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, to obtain an inheritance that in undefiled and imperishable and will not fade away, reserved in heaven for you, who are protected by the power of God through faith for a salvation ready to be revealed at the last time.
In this you greatly rejoice, even though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been distressed by various trials, so that the proof of your faith, being more precious than gold which is perishable even though tested by fire, may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ; and though you have not seen him, you love Him, and although you do not see Him now, but believe in Him, you greatly rejoice with joy inexpressible and full of glory, obtaining as the outcome of your faith the salvation of your souls.
1 Cor 15:55
Oh death, where is your victory? Oh death, where is your sting?
Those, of course, are rhetorical questions. And two of my favorite ones! For our dear friends whose hope was in the Lord, they have received their prize and victory in glory. Their death was not dying.
But we have hope! And so many times in the last two weeks I have been reminded of the following passage that I memorized years ago with a friend as we took after-work walks around Pasadena.
1 Peter 1:3-9
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who according to his great mercy has caused us to be born again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, to obtain an inheritance that in undefiled and imperishable and will not fade away, reserved in heaven for you, who are protected by the power of God through faith for a salvation ready to be revealed at the last time.
In this you greatly rejoice, even though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been distressed by various trials, so that the proof of your faith, being more precious than gold which is perishable even though tested by fire, may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ; and though you have not seen him, you love Him, and although you do not see Him now, but believe in Him, you greatly rejoice with joy inexpressible and full of glory, obtaining as the outcome of your faith the salvation of your souls.
1 Cor 15:55
Oh death, where is your victory? Oh death, where is your sting?
Those, of course, are rhetorical questions. And two of my favorite ones! For our dear friends whose hope was in the Lord, they have received their prize and victory in glory. Their death was not dying.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Are you kidding??
The kids had a blast at the Fall Festival at church on Saturday night. They played games and 'won' more candy than we can eat in a few years, I think. Here they are with their stash. Disguised behind one of the giant bowls is another prize of the night-- more goldfish! They're still alive, but I don't know how long they'll last in a flower vase eating bread crumbs.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Fall & Pumpkins
I have been very bad/slow about blogging lately. We've been busy with school and so many other things, but Derek took a day off and we went and hung out in Oak Glen (higher altitude area nearby know for their apple orchards) and we had a blast. There is even a place that makes hot apple cider donuts--- melt my heart! Edwards is good, but these are probably just as good and much closer!
Anna found a miniature pony that she would have stayed all day with if she could. As it happens, the horse's name was Anna and she was 8 years old. Go figure.
Anna found a miniature pony that she would have stayed all day with if she could. As it happens, the horse's name was Anna and she was 8 years old. Go figure.
My pumpkins.
Leah has some priceless expressions.
There was a little stream of water running down behind one of the ranches and the kids spent a long time racing leaves and sticks down it. Some childhood games just come naturally to kids! That is the same thing almost any kid would do with running water, sticks and leaves.
Friday, October 16, 2009
She's 8!
My cowgirl at the Cowgirl Cafe for her birthday breakfast.
Anna turned 8 on Wednesday and we've been celebrating all week in little ways. I'll post more later.
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