Happy fall everyone??? It was 90 on Monday and by Wed. it was a high of 50* I think!
We can’t quit shivering! It’s kinda fun to pull out the jackets and sweaters and bundle up, but I know the fun won’t last for long. I dread going away in the winter with the girls. Coats, shoes, hats, gloves and everything that goes with it. I am NOT a winter person and as soon as the cool weather hits, my natural pessimistic nature comes out with it. Guess I’ll try and make the best of it.
Sarita is still here. She’s going home the first of next week and we’re gonna miss her! The girls think it’s great having someone here that spends most of her time spoiling them. I think it’s great cause I have someone to go with me everywhere and help with everything and babysit any time I need it. And there’s just no one like your sister to just completely be yourself with. We have been on the run a lot of the time it seems. Dentist and Dr appointments for Madison, van appointments, running for things here and there and tonight Eric decided to take us out for supper… can’t say no to that.
We took a few pictures last week when we were practicing for school pictures. Finally got a half decent one of Reagan to use for her 2 year picture.
She was quite a pickle to take a picture of.
I like this one except for the shadow on Sarita’s face from Madison’s head.
Sunday night we went to the bike trail and walked, roller blades, biked and climbed on the train sitting there. The girls enjoyed it. Their mom huffed and puffed along behind.
Reagan and her Daddy
We had another monumental moment here this week too. See if you can figure out what it was from this picture. 🙂
We wiggled and jiggled for a few weeks and then one day I pushed it a little too far and it started to bleed. So I got a tissue and was wiping the blood and while I wiped I pulled it out and kept wiping and she never said a thing. Once I was done, I showed her the tooth and she looked at it, and started to cry. She was pretty proud of it once she got over the fact that it was out!
I’ve been thinking about faith and trust lately. How much faith do I have? Trust?
When I tell Reagan to “Jump, I’ll catch you!”, she jumps.
Madison was sick on Monday and I was holding her before she went to bed and she prayed and asked Jesus to help her feel better then she says, “Now I’ll feel better tomorrow!”
Faith! Complete Trust!
I ask God for something, but do I have a few doubts lingering in the back of my mind?
God asks me to do something, do I question? ask? make sure it suits me? check out all the aspects of it? and think about it for awhile before I just “jump”!
What does complete Faith and Trust mean?