Snapshots and Quotables

Abby is totally into Legos. She sits and follow the directions with very little help from us. It's been a lot of fun to watch her interest in building and creating grow in a new way.
 

Some winter days you just need to paint your toes ALL BY YOURSELF...

Abby and Ella aren't the only ballerinas in our house, even Oliver stands in first position.

In the middle of life's messiness lately, I've needed lots of help staying focused on what's true. One afternoon, the girls and I brainstormed together and filled our whole kitchen chalkboard with truth about who God is. I loved the moment. Ella was quick to tell us that God is Jesus and love. Abby's heart was overflowing with attributes and names of God. She couldn't spit them out fast enough. She may have filled up more of the board than me! :)  It was beautiful and encouraging to my weary heart. I can see so many glimpses of how the Lord is teaching their little hearts through us and others.

All that sass and personality! She's taking me right back to the 90's. Clarissa Explains It All minus the combat boots, anyone?

There are few things I love more than a freshly bathed baby in clean jammies and slicked back hair.

I'm not sure why, but this picture feels like a glimpse into my future with two teenage girls.

Look at this girl change from two to five.

Best friends playing princess barbies.

There is no such thing as easing into the morning when you open your eyes to these little faces right in front of you. Good morning, Mommy!

One night, they just went to sleep together like this.

The girls were so excited about the package that arrived from Nagymama. They couldn't wait to put their new needlepoint pillowcases on their beds.

After a morning of physicals (complete with shots), we decided a girls' lunch date was in order as a special reward for their bravery.

The girls were playing together downstairs together when Abby came up for a minute to talk.

A: Mommy, Ella pointed to a picture of Nagypapa and asked me who he was. I told her he was your grandpa and Nagymama's husband, but now she is really sad. 

M: Why is she sad?

A: She is holding his picture and saying she wants him to be her Nagypapa. 

M: He is her Nagypapa too. He just isn't alive and here with us anymore.

A: I know Mom. I tried to tell her that, but she said she wants her own Nagypapa and she wants to draw a picture of him for her room. So, she did.

(footsteps and Ella appears) 

E: Mommy, this is Nagypapa. He is mine. I'm putting him on my wall. I love him. 

Sometimes a winter afternoon at the library looks like this...

Sunday afternoon: She didn't ask me for a treat. She asked me if we could go to Starbucks and sit together for a while. I'm thankful that God helped me stop what I was doing, hear her heart and not miss the moment.

 

rough life