Archive for July, 2009

It’s Sunny and it’s Hot

Thursday, July 30th, 2009

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As you saw yesterday, totally limited brain functions on me! No words for poor Carly’s 14 month update. :P
All I can think about is how sweaty I am, and then there’s the poor kids too who are also vastly tired of our recent heat wave.

Wednesday afternoon I took some pictures of Carly and Deeder splashing around in the little pool on our back deck…that was fun for a tiny bit, then they went back to just sitting around, sweating and feeling glum.
Smiles are cute while they last, and I’m happy my camera’s still alive to capture them when they happen.

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Carly Annalise Taryn: 14 Months

Wednesday, July 29th, 2009

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Consign Everything?

Tuesday, July 28th, 2009

When did the toys become so unorganized? Maybe I never sorted them out of the box and they just sort of fell out by natural causes.

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Loving and Appreciating

Saturday, July 25th, 2009

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My mom and I just went to the funeral of a boy who died, drowned in the Nooksack River. The pastor who spoke said that it was Ben’s time to go–none of us know when our time to go is, could be tomorrow…could be this morning, there’s no way of knowing.

But would you want to know?
I don’t think that I do, for myself or my children. I’d rather remember to live today for that I can–to be kind, to be fair to be loving and to be a witness for God in everything.

My kids look beautiful to me, even more than ever knowing that they really wont be here forever. They’re cute and crazy and so tiring sometimes, but I don’t always appriciate them as wild as they are.

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Intending to write a couple entries in Koen’s blog today.

he’s three?

Wednesday, July 15th, 2009

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How did it happen? I have no idea where the time’s gone and can’t believe that there isn’t a baby boy on that side of the camera anymore. Is my guy really that old already? All parents say this about theirs and I’m feeling it just as strongly as any before me has–sad and excited at the same time, he’s growing up when I still want the baby love.

When did kisses become yucky to him and hugs undesireable? Since when does he want to be independent? I was proud and sad today.
He’s beautiful, isn’t he? Except the potty training!

Oh hey, I’m thankful I have another chance for pictures on Saturday. :O
These kids are cute, but no clear pictures of the guests or parents!