Oh my.... Belly!

Yes I am only seven months along. I have pictures of me the day of delivery for Micah with a smaller bump. :P

Our baby (BOY) is due December 17th. Boys, boys, boys...

Uncle Thomas sets the bar high

Van full, we headed to South Dakota to watch Uncle Thomas play his first offical (but non-confrence) game against Georgia Southern this weekend. He came in 4th quarter and did well! He even threw a touch-down pass!!

It was really fun for the boys to experience the excitement of the game... and we look forward to many more years of these games ahead.

I feel so blessed to have Uncle Thomas be a role model to my little boys -- not just excelling in sports but as a person too. Most boys look up to sports heros that they never get to know. What a treat to make these memories as young boys, not only watching the game, but throwing the ball and cuddling with their uncle after the game as well.

Micah's first day at Kingdom Kids Preschool

Someone is excited!!!

More family is always a good thing

Welcome to the family, Baby Moses!

We got to visit my brother-in-law's new baby boy last Friday. He was born in style -- on Labor Day. It was fun to see the perfect newborn, but the boys had the most fun playing with cousin Alana.

Malachi kept coming over to me with a big smile and giving me happy hugs. He's never done this before. There is nothing that my boys like better than being with family. Of course, Grandma was there, which added to the excitement... and uncle Mat and aunt Kristie.

As a kid, nothing ever compared to the holidays with my family. The house would buzz as we played games, shared stories, enhaled some hot food, and enjoyed just being together. No dance, vacation, sleep-over, toy, or school day ever ever compared to this. I want for this for my children. I long for it still as an adult.

There is something about brothers and sisters - aunts and uncles - cousins and grandparents -- coming together, to just be. together.

This is close to heaven for me. Something so deep and rich that just showing up at the same place unleashes a gut-joy. I realized how raw and undeniable this is as my two-year-old "thanked" me with his third and fourth hug for bringing him to this piece of heaven.

I hope that we get to spend more days together like Friday. Celebrating life -- celebrating eachother. Because it isn't living when we are without eachother.