february friday

Could there be a better day??! I think not.

Today is February 22. Birthday of George Washington, Ryott Daniel, Dex Wray Wilde, and Oliver Lightly. How I love all three dear heroes-to-be; how thrilling to have them in my life and watch them grow and be friends with their mums. Certainly they make up for any son God could have given me! More wonderful still, today we have gotten the biggest snowfall of over SIX inches of fluff!!! (Okay actually that still sounds sort of pathetic after my experience with blizzards, but there are Some Things that I will not be sad about!) And it is Friday that I get to be home with Norah, Brett gets both overtime and off early, and life is at our disposal.

Psalms 147:16
He gives snow like wool
Job 37:6
For to the snow he says, ‘Fall on the earth’
Proverbs 31:21
She is not afraid of snow for her household,
    for all her household are clothed in scarlet.


(Here is something I started to write Jan 13th)

This bright year, 2013, excites me in my bones. Though I am wont to burst into tears while singing, reading, or driving. God has taught me a new thing: That my desire is right, but the fulfillment may not ever look the way I expect it to. You would think I would know this already; I'm just that resistant to His way and insist on having my own!

“I can do all things, and no purpose of mine can be thwarted” (Job 42:2)

r2d2

My blue-eyed nephew Ryott Daniel turned 2 on 2/22. I made him a mohawk hat to match his Tanka (who has a real 'hawk). Ry just so happened to wear a shirt that matched perfectly. Rockin'.


'hawk hat

Norah and Ryott wait for cake

Tanka with his grandson

for coherency's sake

I know I've been posting heaps of photos and videos lately, but I just really feel like posting a few pictures today. I still love the English language as much as ever, it's just that I have too many words swirling around in my brain to put any coherent thought down on paper (or screen).

We went to a wedding last Saturday.

My father-in-law and mother-in-law, with their granddaughter.

Norah. Her grown-up-ness makes me cringe.

My MIL takes a picture of me taking a picture of her. You'll just have to imagine what I look like, as will I, because I never once looked at myself in a mirror that whole day - except for brushing my hair before I put my dress on.

My stylin' nephew Ryott at the Sunday birthday party. He's my favorite nephew ever. And I covet his shoes.