Yesterday I was changing Leif's diaper, when Kimberly came rolling over...she saw a chance to pounce on Leif while he was down. He adores her, and did not mind that she rolled over, grabbed his hair, and then planted a kiss on his cheek. They played for a bit having some fun kissing each other.
At what point do I stop reliving Dad's death every year on its anniversary? I just re-read last years post about the 4 year anniversary of the day Dad left us. I still think of him every day, although a week or two ago I realized I couldn't hear his voice anymore...like during the last phone conversation we had.
This is a photo of the teens having fun with Grandpa, about 15 years ago. Leif would have adored him.
God is good. Even when He takes my Dad before I think He should have.
The storm was predicted a week ago-- but we were only supposed to get rain from this Nor'Easter. Then a few days ago it was decided by the weather experts that it would indeed be a mere 1-4 inches of snow for our area. They were wrong, and my kids are happy.
Leif stayed out much longer than the triplets. Micah actually only went out long enough to earn himself a cup of cocoa. By the time I had this post ready, Sunny was out again-- swinging!!
We are a family blessed with nine children. Four of our blessings were born to us, and five joined us through adoption. They have Down Syndrome and are such a blessing to us and everyone who knows them!
Jamie and I have been married 20 years. He is a high school teacher, and I stay home to school the children.
We are now seeking to live together in a way that is pleasing to Jesus as our family encounters new challenges and embraces what each day brings.