here we are...

Summer time is moving quickly! Jordan is almost three months old- and growing so fast. As you can see, she has found her fingers =) She sleeps beautifully (thank you Lord!) and loves to smile at people. She laughs in her sleep (adorable) and when I stick my tongue out at her I can tell she is ready to bust out laughing ...won't be long now....


Lanny has been working hard to get his BB ball hoop up. Eden has been a great helper - pouring water, moving rocks, checking the depth of the hole =). It's not yet completed but Lanny should be shootin' hoops before the week is out.

Kezia lost her front tooth (finally!) - the tooth fairy has come to our house three times in the last 5 months - Crazy! Kez's other front tooth is loose too, but it could be months before we see the tooth fairy again. I can't believe how fast she is growing and turning into such a little girl - with very definite ideas about what she wants =) She has been going to OMSI summer camp and loves it! I love that she is independent and willing to try anything - I just don't want her to grow up too fast.

enjoy the quick update...

Remembering

I'm in a little funk today. Have been most of this month. July is emotional for me. I got married in July, had my first child in July. But right now I'm thinking about two very influentional women in my life - my two best friends who passed away in July: my sister Karen and my Grandma Maxine. I was hoping that blogging would help release some of the sadness, and I guess it does, but tears stream down my face as I type.

My sister and I did not always see eye to eye and were opposites in many ways. But I knew she was always there for me, taking care of me. She could make me laugh like no other person - and cry as well. She gave me my first black eye, taught me how to shoot a basket, how to swim, how to open Christmas presents - but the most important thing she taught me was how to have a relationship with Jesus. She taught me that he was real and I could talk to him anytime I wanted to. She was strong, independent, caring, generous and full of life. I miss her.

My Grandma was just the most special lady you'd ever want to meet. She stood at four feet eleven inches but always appeared taller. She was classy, a smart dresser, loved music and taught me how to do the Charleston. I get my love of dancing from her. She and I would stay up late at night playing cards, telling secrets and giggling. She was a free spirit and a wise woman who taught me to look on the positive side of life, to keep smiling, and never give up. She was 93 when she passed away and I was blessed to be there with her. I read to her Psalms 23 and held her hand as she went to meet Jesus. I miss her.

Losing loved ones stinks! But I was so blessed to be touched by these two wonderful women. Their memories live on in me and I hope to pass them on to my children. I think I'll just go and have a good cry and miss my two best friends.

my wordle

this was fun =)

getting my groove on

I love to dance. It has been a long time since I've really danced though. Sure I sway with the music - most of the time not even realizing it. The one dance I've really missed is my two step with God. He and I really knew how to cut a rug. Fast songs, slow songs, country songs, jazz, swing - you name it - we were there. I'm not sure when we stopped dancing - but I do know that it wasn't because He stopped asking. Somewhere along the line I got busy, I got 'reserved', I 'matured', I worried too much about what others would think. But my partner came looking for me - He saw me through the crowded room of excuses, worries, and self-doubt and met my eye - and held it. And my stomach dropped - just like it used to. To see Him walk towards me - holding out His hand. Wanting to dance with me! Wanting to spend time swaying to the music -twirling, waltzing. I feel the passion stirring within me - passion that got buried so deep down - being rekindled. For what purpose? I don't care - I just want to keep dancing. Trusting in my partner to lead me around the dance floor with grace, direction and confidence. It feels like home - the one place where I truly feel I can let loose and be me. To get my groove on and know that it doesn't matter who is watching. To dance with My Lord, My Abba Father, - ahhh, there is no place like home.