The Weekend Post...

I honestly should change my blog name to "The WeekendPost". With working full time, a husband who is working two jobs and in grad school at night, taking care of our own home as well as apartments, blogging seems to just fall to the bottom of my infamous daily lists! And, I have not mentioned my most FAVORITE and most DEMANDING member of my life....little Gabe. Anyway, it is the quietest, most serene, beautiful Sunday morning...and with the definite risk of being repetative, my favorite morning of the week! Everyone is sleeping, I really should be in the shower, and instead, I have been sitting here staring at the birds in my bird feeder! They are so beautiful and they never sit still (reminds me of myself, most often). It is so cold and snowy, and they don't seem to mind...not a worry in the world. Sounds like a lesson we all could use...anyway my minds is pondering some deep thoughts on this morning-the brevity of life, destiny vs. choise, widsom vs. impulse, words vs. actions...and on and on. It is healthy to stop and ponder. Life is so fast, and before you know it, you are looking back instead of looking forward. A verse for the day...from Proverbs 14. "A wise woman builds her house, but with her own hands a foolish one tears hers down." So much to think about in that simple Proverb, and so much weight it holds on my shoulders.

Well, on a lighter note...Gabe seems to be thinking his job is to tear apart our house:) We have had such a fun weekend as a little family 'cause daddy got to be home all weekend! YEAH!

Mommy getting a little cuddle...but only for a second!

Playing with Da-Da.

Sleeping babies are sooooo peaceful!

Vegetables

My newest favorite food is freshly made green beans! Mommy tried to make squash and freeze it, but when she thawed it, it was like orange water....yuck! (any ideas on what I did wrong, all you mommy experts???)

Little Joshua

Although many may not know this little baby, he has been on my heart and in my prayers for the last 24 hours. He lived 67 days full of the most wonderful love a baby could ever be given by his family, and now he is held in the arms of God. It seems fit to write in his honor today. He is survived by two of the most incredible parents I think that I have ever met. May God's grace and strength be with them in these coming days. May our lives be lived with the constant reminder that each day we have here is a fragile treasure that we must hold sacred. And yet to live in the light of eternity. He truly has been promoted-to heaven.

A visitor from "Who-ville"

I was watching Gabe sleep on the couch this AM and couldn't help but chuckle at his cute little curl that made him look like he was a relative of the "Who's" from "Who-ville"...I had to post a pic!

He loves to look out the window, and we spent a long time watching the snow, more snow, and more snow!!! ONLY IN NY DOES IT SNOW LIKE THIS IN MARCH!!!

Yes, Gabe is working on tooth #3:) Can you tell from all that drool?

I love you daddy and miss you soooo much!

The days are long when daddy goes to school at night...so we sing lots of songs about daddy and take lots of pics so he can see me.

This is my impish little smile that says I am headed for trouble!

See my two new teeth...and I am working on a third!

Guess...

...what mommy tried to do today? Here's a hint!

Still don't know what that white stuff is? Here is another hint...

Yes, at 7 months old, my son is already "helping" me with a few projects around the house! I wanted to paint a little trim in the dining room today...I walked out to the kitchen when I was done, and left Gabe playing in the living room. Only to come back to find him sitting on the opposite side of the dining room up against the trim I had just painted! Boy, we are in for some fun! And just to be cute so I could not get too mad, he started doing the monkey crawl...

Just a thought....

...on love...it is such a journey, a life full of lessons on how to and what it is. I got up early this AM with the baby and had a bunch of time to sit and just watch the world wake up. Love is kind of like that. The day dawning. You can't hurry it, you can't bring back the moment, and it is such a silent happening that you can so easily miss it. We use the word so often, and yet spend so little time thinking about the depth of what it means. And so often in life and love, the urgent overtakes the most important, and then the moment is gone. The sun has dawned, did you miss it?