Pop, Greyson, and Mom-Mom 

Christmas 1996 

Prayers needed

prayers for my Pop. for an old farmer that was too stubborn to quit smoking, but wise enough to know that he should have. for a very sick, yet very strong man that lies in ICU trying to fight for strength from bypass surgery today. prayers will be needed for the soon coming urge to smoke, an urge that has lasted nearly 60 years. 60 years of harm to the lungs, skin, and heart. a heart that is big enough for one wife, five children, eight grandchildren, and six great-grandchildren. Please take a moment today to say a prayer for my Pop.

the bunny was here 

Happy Easter

Happy Easter everyone! we have started our day with giggles and smiles. greyson woke-up happy as always. we think he really liked his basket! the bunny left him lots of goodies: a grover kite,a new outfit, a truck, a ball and mitt, a puzzle, a chick stuffed animal, and a caramel chocolate bunny(i think that's for us). lots of stuff. stuff IS good, but today we know the real reason for the celebration.... our Lord is risen. Thank-you Jesus for dying for our sins, and for rising three days later! nothing that we will ever teach Greyson will be as important as that. Only a strong faith can give him a foundation to survive and go forth in this world. It is our strongest desire that he will grow to know the Lord, and that you, our friends and family do too. Happy Easter! go eat some chocolate!

tiny 

behind

ha! seems like i am always running a day behind... so i can't let my readers down! yesterdays' photo challenge was tiny. (check out that site- very cool) so this is my entry, greysons' "pigs". that is what jim calls his toes, silly i know... but greyson likes 'em called that. so does mama.

we also went to our very first Easter egg hunt, will post some pics later.

flying 

happy 

flying

Yesterday Greyson had his two month photo shoot/easter picture taken. we got some really cute ones of him smiling.
i am becoming obsessed with quotes. just yesterday i called jim at work excited beyond measure. i found this.
wow!

i am dying.

die-ING over this website of wordy goodness. my mind is swirling. what to do? what quote where??? i immediately began walking around the house deciding where i needed such coolness. i already placed an order. awesome.

So with a quote in mind for this magical picture i want to scrapbook a page for greyson:

It's hard to keep your feet on the ground when you know you were born to fly. (like father, like son)

hands 

Tuesday: To Do

*Edited* i composed this yesterday and never got around to posting it, thought i'd share a day late


In scrapbooking, one of my favorite page themes is showing a photo of hands and then journaling the story of all the things these hands do in a day or have done over a lifetime. The Daily Word prayer for today celebrates the blessings that come to us through our hands (and our hearts). This morning I used my hands to comfort Greyson after he received five shots during his two month well check, to wipe his tears, to pour Jordyns' juice, to type this blog, to let Grover and Asher outside, to tickle Parkers' chin, to plug in the camera to the computer to upload this photo, to open the pantry to see that i am out of chai tea (yikes).

To Do:

* clean house for party tonight
*grocery shopping (especially for the chai tea that i am out of)
* get caught up on greysons' scrapbook
* laundry.... it is neverending even for just three people
* Post office
* answer emails

Happy Tuesday-whatever is on your list!

mondays

i like mondays. a fresh start. a new begining. coffee. a candle burning in my kitchen. getting the WHOLE upstairs vaccumed. cleaning off the desk. leftovers. hope your monday has been productive.

i promise another post and picture tomorrow.

night!-tara

score!!! 

score!!!

yardsales. one mommys' trash is another mommys' fab toy find!! up at 5:44 am. why? a yardsale of course. aka- toy hunt. toys for greyson, toys for Jordyn. pictured above is my pile-o-happy for the tots! i can't wait to see Jordyns' face Monday morning. not bad for only $14, huh? gotta love the yardsales!

night!-tara

Sunshine found 

Sunshine found

from upstairs, i hear Asher pacing back and forth, back and forth..... this goes on for nearly twenty minutes. if i wasn't in the middle of nursing greyson and otherwise an all around crazy day(just ask Kelly) i would have let Asher out right away. certain that was what he wanted. when i finally made it downstairs, all he did was stare into the family room at a pile of toys that Jordyn had grown bored with hours earlier. Standing over the toys looking down, it dawned on me.... the sun from the foyer window was casting a warmth exactly where most of the toys lay scattered. i quickly moved them and Asher immediately flopped to the floor, he had found his sunshine!

night!-tara

the secret is out.

tonight was our secret pal revealing at church. what a fun night. Greyson tagged along, while Jim and Roger grabbed a cup of java and some dessert. this was the night to finally find out who has left kind words and kind gifts all year long. what a remarkable concept secret pals are. giving gifts in secret, for the sole benifit of making someone else feel special. Cathy Case certainly did that for me this year. She was my secret angel. now the secret is out.

night!
and happy st. pattys day!

my son,my life 

blessed 

blessed

is exactly how i feel right now in my life. like the commitments that i made before have now become trivial and selfish in comparison. there is excitement through both joy and fear, and for brief moments there has been a silent mourning in the transition to three. sadness in the birth that has stolen my heart and is still demanding more. what has happened when my life stops dead in its tracks for 6lbs. 10.5 oz.? LOVE has happened. and so what do i say to someone i know with my heart but have just met? what do i say to someone who rocks the boat before ever stepping in? i say: THANK-YOU. indeed i am BLESSED.

night.

my little man 

Jim 

Grover 

little dog lost

panic. fear. where's my dog? that is what I was feeling this morning when I returned home from picking up Jordyn. It seems the door off the kitchen had accidently blown opened with the wind. Grover and Asher must have been overjoyed with freedom, Grover alittle more than Asher. Since Asher was there waiting when I returned, Grover no where to be found. Little did I know he was safe, exploring about in the neighborhood. Shortly I did locate him (hello new neighbor kathy) but the brief moment of my little dog lost brought me to instant tears. man i love that dog. almost as much as the two men in my life.

tara 

goodnight.

just seeing how this works, first time creating a blog-kinda fun...so far. Now I'm off to bed. Greyson will be up in about two hours for alittle snack.... so I've gotta catch some zzzzz's
night!