Time for a change...

So I'm thinking it's time for a new background on both my blogs.  I really like this one, but I need a different title, banner...something. I've been researching how to make those nifty scrapbook-looking ones.  Now I've just got to figure out a color scheme.  I'm attracted to the monotone colors (you know the same color-on-color), but apparently many people are not.  Wish I could figure out the different colors that go together to make a theme.  Stay tuned...

Only 7 more years...

Hmmm...the burning question you may have...7 more years of what?

Let's travel back a bit...shall we...A few weeks ago I was filling out paperwork for the school for the end of the school year. Kyle needs a field day shirt, Emily needs a class shirt, and then the big one...send in a congratulations message to your graduating 5th grader for the yearbook.

Oh...that's cute. What a great idea. So I started writing....we are so proud of you...then it hit me. My daughter is going into 6th grade! SIXTH GRADE!!! Where did the time go? She was just starting kindergarten only yesterday and now she is going into middle school!

In 3 years she will be in high school and then in 4 years college!!! WHAT???!!! My baby girl will be leaving my protective, loving care in a mere 7 years!! How did I get here??

Didn't I just graduate from high school myself?

Am I really a grown-up?

Where did the time go?

It is unbelievable to think that I only have 7 more years to influence the type of woman she will become. Instill in her the morals and values that are important in today's society. Allow her to grow and become the independent woman I am raising her to be.

All I can do is hope and pray that I will prevail on these things in the next, more difficult chapter of her life. And then pray some more that I can let her go when the time comes.

Proverbs 22:6- Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it.

Will he ever walk?

It's been 16 months since the birth of my third and last child. He is such a joy to have around us every day! The burning question that I get from everyone?

"Is he walking, yet?"


"Um...No..."

Not quite sure why. He seems very frightened by the whole concept of it all. He is cruising great along the furniture. Now and then I see him let go and stand there with his hands ready to catch him if he should tumble. The look he gives is just priceless! It's like he is on the edge of a bridge looking over and wondering if he should bungee jump. Pretty cute.

I'm hoping these glimpses of mobility is the beginning of his toddler years...where he actually...toddles!

Hello, Sleep!

Well, it’s been a while since you have come to visit, my Friend!  I’m so happy you decided to return to our home.  Please stay a LONG while.  Make yourself comfortable.  We gladly welcome your visit.  Nothing brings me more joy than when you are here.

 

Anna

Oh poor sick little boy...

Well, the first month of the new year is coming to a close and we have our first illness of 2010.  Congratulations, Joel Herring...and Mommy...and Daddy... 

Yes, you guessed it all three.  My poor little Joel was the first to start coughing and have his nose dripping.  Due to the massive amounts of fluid exiting his little face, it was inevitable that Larry and I would get it, too.  Fortunately whatever we have is a VERY mild case of illness, but illness just the same.  A little more tired...a little less energy.  Tylenol is our friend.

Tonight my poor baby was feeling oh so sick that he fell asleep in my arms.  Did you read that?  HE FELL ASLEEP IN MY ARMS!  It was so sweet and so pitiful at the same time.  His little lip stuck out and even as he slept he had a look of pain on his little face.  I know he is sick if he can fall asleep while I hold him.  HE NEVER DOES THAT!  Not since he was an infant.  He does not fall asleep anywhere but his crib. 

I'm hoping he sleeps through the night (that hasn't happened since he started teething) and feels a ton better in the AM.  We shall see...

This is not a picture from today, but you get the idea.