Dream Big

It doesn't matter what I say, Isaiah and Nathan are drawn to all weapons and anything that is powerful. It goes without saying, but I'll say it, David and Goliath is a BIG favorite at our house. I can think of at least 4, maybe 5 books that we have that include this Biblical account. As interesting as Goliath may be I pray they have hearts more like David's.

Craving

If I had the ingredients, the time and the energy and if I liked blue cheese and rare meat I think I'd make this salad.

Good Mornings

I often pray for grace for my day. I'm not always sure what that looks like. Sometimes I think it comes in the form of something that makes me smile. Moments when stress takes a backseat and I'm able to focus on the "beauty" around me. One of those times is when I hear my boys running down the stairs in the morning. Nate often will run to find me and give me a hug. I love it. He has the best "just rolled out of bed" look. P.S. He did get a hair cut since these pictures were taken.

Callie -10 months, part 2

After I posted last night I realized I forgot some of the pictures I wanted to post. So, mostly for Mom, here are a few more. :)

Cousin Natalie loaned Callie some very cool headbands. Callie loves them!

I love this picture

She loves the strap on our camera and often looks down when her picture is being taken because she sees it hanging from the camera.

Playing in the "children allowed" drawer (like the table cloth?!)

Callie -10 Months

I started this blog when Isaiah was about 8 months old. I have lots of posts about Isaiah. Nathan has received his fair share also. I feel I have done a very poor job of giving Callie her chunk of blog room so tonight I dedicate one to her.

She is a blast to have around. She squeals a lot and "talks" much more than the boys did. She loves her Daddy and will make all kinds of noises until she gets his attention when he comes home from work. She's into EVERYTHING. She's not our best sleeper, but she's learning...:)

I have taken a picture on the day of the month on which they were born for one year for each of our children. (I know that sentence doesn't make any sense, but I couldn't think of a better way to explain myself, so just be confused. It's my blog...:)) I always wondered how far I would make it until I forgot one. I didn't actually forget Callie's 10 month "birthday" I just had my days mixed up. I thought the 8th was on Saturday and didn't realize I was wrong until Saturday. I was very sad. I do have a few pictures from that day of her with Isaiah. I guess that will have to do.

Taken on October 8th. She loves her brothers. She also loves her bear which was a gift to Isaiah before he was born from Auntie Angela before she was his aunt. It makes sense to me...

She likes Duplos. :( I've already bought a doll for her birthday or Christmas gift. This green outfit is a hand me down from her friend Marin. I love it. It's different and very cute. Thanks Jo and Marin!

She's a little spoiled. By this age the boys were only allowed to have their nuk while sleeping or at church. She also sucks her thumb while sleeping if she can't find her nuk.

She loves her brothers!

I bought 10 headbands on ebay for $5.50. I like them, but they need a bow or flower or something. Any suggestions on what I can do to dress them up a little? Sorry, this picture is a little dark.

This makes me laugh each time I see it.

Psalm 66:16-20

Come and listen, all you who fear God;
let me tell you what he has done for me.

I cried out to him with my mouth;
his praise was on my tongue.

If I had cherished sin in my heart, the Lord would not have listened;

but God has surely listened and heard my voice in prayer.

Praise be to God, who has not rejected my prayer or withheld his love for me!

The words "cherished sin" in this passage always make me stop and think. Do I really cherish sin? My friend, Webster, says that cherish is a verb: to hold dear; treat with care and affection; to keep deeply in my mind.

Why does it feel good sometimes to dwell on some hurt done to me instead of forgiving. I hold that hurt feeling dear to my heart and enjoy the way it allows me to feel better than the person that hurt me, cherished sin.

Or the wonderful "I'm something important" sort of feeling I get when I can pass on a bit of "information". I probably should repent of that bit of gossip, but it really was just so she could pray about it. And it felt so good to be able to be the one in the know and to make sure someone else knew that I was in the know. Cherishing...

Or how many times have I spent half my day talking to myself and telling myself just how justified I am at being upset with my husband for something he did or said. Something that probably wasn't that big of a deal, but the more I treat that thought with much care and affection something very small grows into a monster.

I thinking about cherished sin in my heart today. If it's there will God still hear my prayers?