The Latest on Anderson

Anderson will be 6 months old on November 1st! Here are a few new things that he's doing:


1. Sitting in his Bumbo seat (Thanks for letting us borrow it, Beth!)

Yeah, I thought my son was a gifted escape artist....then I realized there was a recall on the seats. He enjoys sitting in the Bumbo, but if there is a toy in his line of vision...he's outta there. So, I have to watch carefully so that his escape doesn't injure his noggin!


2. Eating...ALOT!


Anderson really enjoys his food! He is eating 3 meals a day, usually 2 jars each meal! He especially enjoys "gumming" biter biscuits.
I guess he needs extra calories for all the energy he is expending, which leads me to...



3. Anderson scoots around on his belly, kind of like an army soldier. Watch the video and see for yourself.

I thought it was funny to note what Anderson was in a hurry to get his hands on...I guess the male's facination with the remote control starts early.

Long Time, No Blog

I haven't posted a new blog in awhile. I wasn't sure anyone noticed, but my sweet grandmother did and decided to let me know. Thanks, Grandma!

The reason behind my postponed blogging is two-fold. Writer's block and a class reunion. I haven't been able to come up with what to write next. And I really think that it is because my brain has been consumed the past few weeks with planning/organizing the final details for my high school class's 10 year reunion. Well, it is this weekend... so hopefully I can accumulate more frequent blogger miles soon.

Just for fun here's a picture of me and Justin 10 years ago!

Coincidence...I think not

After my post about God caring about the small problems in our life that seem big to us, I began reading in my book The Mom Walk. (By the way, it is a great book by Sally Clarkson for any mommies out there looking for something to read and ponder. Check out the link on the side.) Anyway after removing the cat, I began reading and the story about a dream the author had that completely coincided with my last post. It was like a "smile from God". He does care!

Here's a little snippet of what I read:

As I reflected on this dream, I understood that in God's perspective, my life looked totally different than it did to me from my perspective. My perspective is so limited and finite. The details and worries of my life seem to loom so large in my days, casting their shadows over my thoughts and my feelings about life.
But my dream helped me to realize that even the hardest situations to me are simple to God. From His eternal perspective, they are so small. They are not unimportant in the sense that they don't affect my life, but they are small matters for Him to take care of if I will just choose to trust Him. I f I will choose to look beyond them to His vast power and beauty overcoming every darkness and trouble, I will be able to live in strength and peace, knowing that all will be well.

Wow, Sally said it much better than I did!

That passage just spoke to my heart...especially since I was pondering the same thoughts earlier that day. I'm so glad that I can take all my troubles to Him, whether it's a lost cat, a whiney 4 year-old, a baby who is yet again not sleeping through the night or the other stressful aspects of my life and He is more than willing and able to help me.

The small things

This is a picture of my sweet kitty, Noel. We've had Noel for almost 7 years. We "rescued" Noel and her brother, Nicky, from a life of homelessness 5 months before Justin and I got married. A stray cat had a litter of kittens under Justin's parents' house. Nick and Noel were the only 2 kittens that would get close enough for us to pet them. Being the animal lover that I am I convinced Justin and his parents to keep the kittens in their home until Justin and I moved into our house. I love my kitties. (However, they do have some annoying habits. Like in this picture Noel is laying on the book that I was attempting to read...which she does ALL THE TIME.)

Last week we couldn't find Noel anywhere in the house. The cats are strictly indoor felines, so I knew she must have slipped out the door at some point in the day as our family was going in and out. I could not remember what time it was that I saw her last. I was guessing it was around 10 in the morning, but we didn't realize she was missing until dinnertime. I was in a panic. She has never been outside for that long. I went into the "ugly cry". You know the one where your face is a wreck and your body shakes as you sob. I haven't done that in quite some time. I made signs to post around the neighborhood. When Justin went to hang the signs, I began to pray. At first, I felt kind of silly "bothering" God about my missing cat. But, you know God cares about the small things, too. He cares that I can't find the cat that I love very much because He loves me. What a comfort to know that problems that seem big for me are small to God...not insignificant,but small in comparison to everything else He deals with.

(I am so thankful God answered my prayer, however small it may have seemed. Noel was in the far corner under our back deck in the fenced-in back yard with our dog. Don't think she'll be sneaking out anytime soon! Now I have to get back to my book...if she will remove herself from it!)