Saturday, March 28, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Grandma and Grandpa
My parents came for a visit again this month to help out while Dave was on a week-long road trip. We love having them around, and they are such a big help. I don't think I took a single picture while they were here, so these are all courtesy of Dad.
One day we made it out to Bass Pro Shops, which if you haven't been, is great entertaiment for kids. Charlie loved the fish and all the stuffed animals.

Charlie seemed personally offended that someone else was looking at his fish, too. He even pushed the little boy out of the way, so I hope we don't have a bully on our hands.




One day we made it out to Bass Pro Shops, which if you haven't been, is great entertaiment for kids. Charlie loved the fish and all the stuffed animals.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Some thoughts on parenting
Wherever I go, I find myself looking at boys and men, and wondering if Charlie or Nate will be like them as they grow up. I see a high schooler with tattoos up his arm and hope my boys won’t do that. I see a college kid being respectful and calling everyone “Sir” and “Ma’am” and want to call his parents to find out what they did right. I read about a little boy suffering from a debilitating disease and think I would never be able to handle that if it were to happen to my boys.
None of these thoughts are bad, of course, but lately I’ve been feeling very convicted of my motivation behind my hopes and dreams for my sons. They mainly come out of pride and fear. I care too much about how people may judge me based on my sons’ actions. And I worry whether I can handle any bumps along this road called parenthood.
I have come to realize that my hope for my boys should be for their salvation and that their lives will glorify God. I should not worry about what other people think, and also not worry about my strength to handle challenges. God has blessed me with these two amazing boys, and he will equip me to do what’s needed. Throughout their lives, Charlie and Nathan will make mistakes and bad decisions (Lord knows I have), and we will face plenty of challenges as a family. But I choose to trust God’s ultimate plan for His glory. That He will protect my sons’ hearts for Himself, and He will give me the endurance and wisdom needed to raise them.
As we approach Easter season, we are reminded of a parent’s ultimate sacrifice, and how He did it because He loves us so much and desires closeness with all of us. Becoming a parent has opened my eyes to how much God really loves us. If I love Charlie and Nate this much, how much more does God love me.
None of these thoughts are bad, of course, but lately I’ve been feeling very convicted of my motivation behind my hopes and dreams for my sons. They mainly come out of pride and fear. I care too much about how people may judge me based on my sons’ actions. And I worry whether I can handle any bumps along this road called parenthood.
I have come to realize that my hope for my boys should be for their salvation and that their lives will glorify God. I should not worry about what other people think, and also not worry about my strength to handle challenges. God has blessed me with these two amazing boys, and he will equip me to do what’s needed. Throughout their lives, Charlie and Nathan will make mistakes and bad decisions (Lord knows I have), and we will face plenty of challenges as a family. But I choose to trust God’s ultimate plan for His glory. That He will protect my sons’ hearts for Himself, and He will give me the endurance and wisdom needed to raise them.
As we approach Easter season, we are reminded of a parent’s ultimate sacrifice, and how He did it because He loves us so much and desires closeness with all of us. Becoming a parent has opened my eyes to how much God really loves us. If I love Charlie and Nate this much, how much more does God love me.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
More misc from Feb. & March
Toddler Charlie
He loves his little brother more than anything. Sometimes a little too much. We often have to play referee to keep Charlie from laying on top of him or hitting him because Charlie just gets so excited about him. "BAY-bee! BAY-bee! BAY-bee!"
Charlie is such a joy, and a great big brother. I love hanging out with him. Except when there's this:
Welcome to the terrible twos. I've decided they started at 18 months.
Friday, March 06, 2009
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