Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Saturday, March 20, 2010
You are no officially walking! You have been working on it for about 5 months now :) Today was Saturday. It snowed and we were all home together as a family. We went to a neighborhood Egg Hunt inside a warehouse. You squeaked and pointed and waved excitedly at the Easter Bunny. Daddy and I think you did not crawl at all today - your first day of no crawling! And you were a lot more brave in walking without holding on to anything. You had an excited smile and glow every time we told you you did a good job.
You had a 5 piece chicken nuggets from Wendys and a clementine for lunch. You took a 2 1/2 hour nap. I saw you rock your baby doll today by swaying side to side. Too sweet. You've been calling me "Mama" more and more lately and each time I am caught off guard. It is my very favorite sound right now. Especially when I hear it from the other room and I know you are looking for me.
We also played a lot of scaring each other form around corners. I can get a guaranteed deep giggle from you when I pop out at you. Thanks for loving this game with me. It is not Daddy and Hopey's favorite. After your bath, before bed time, all 4 of us sat on the couch together. You and Hopey shared some cheerios out of a bowl. I read some library books, but you were more interested in your board books next to you. We had March Madness on in the background. You smelled like baby shampoo and lavendar lotion. Your thin hair was soft and clean and straight. You wore your snuggly white and pink bunny footie jammies.
I love you at this age. I love you walking and how it opens up a whole new level of play for you, and how it makes you happy. You make me happy.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
The following are our Disneyland pictures. It was Nannie's (Mark's Mom) 60th birthday, so we went to celebrate. We had a great time. We went for 2 days and stayed in Anaheim at Mark's brother's time share. The girls were pooped by then end, but there was so much going on they didn't get cranky. It was magical, and full of memories.
Uncle Phil and Anna. For some reason she often makes this face when squinting. We find it very endearing. :)
Anna LOVED Tiger. In fact we discovered on this trip that she loves any non-humans. She squeaks and squeals and talks up a storm.
This is how she walked from the back of the park to the bus to take us home. I think she felt like a big girl getting to hold the umbrella. And she's intense like that.
Mark and I went to Oceanside for a night while my dear family watched the girls. Its the first time we've gone away for a night since Hope was born.
On the tram to see the roaming animals. I think the girls whined and cried the entire tram ride. This must have been one quick calm moment.
Robin and I have a picture like this from when we were in high school, so we had to recreate it. Its framed upstairs at my parent's house.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Still not walking consistently. She's lacking the confidence. She thought it was pretty cool to pull up on Sissy's bike, though.
When we get home from the library, Hope likes to sit and "read" her books herself. It is fun becuase 1. it keeps her busy for quite a while 2. I get to hear her imagination at work since she really has no idea what the books are about 3. Anna will sit with her and do the same with her books and its just so very sweet.
Tuesday, March 02, 2010
Here's a little excerpt from an article I read today by Russel Moore titled "Misguided Christian Outrage." It has to do with some Christians being bothered by a missing line from the new "We Are the World." The line goes: "As God has shown us by turning stone to bread..." (I know, it makes no sense). I have wondered for a while what really the issue is with people who are bothered by not saying "Merry Christmas," and with the 10 Commandments not being allowed to be posted everywhere. To me it makes sense: Many (most?) people in America are not Christians.
"These Christians mean well. They don't want to see the gospel disrespected. But there's something parabolic here, I think. It's the same sort of thing we see when Stephen Colbert interviews a U.S. Congressman who wants to legislate the Ten Commandments in federal courthouses but can't name them. We'd almost rather have the affirmation than the revelation.
Why are we so desperate to see "God" affirmed by the outside culture, even when the "God" they're talking about more closely resembles Zeus (or, as in this case, Lucifer) than Yahweh? When we reach this point of perpetual outrage, are we closer to identity politics than gospel proclamation? I'm afraid so.
Could it be that the problem is we really want the reassurance that we're "normal"? We'd like a shout-out in our pop culture and our political speeches to signify that we're acceptable, that Christianity isn't really all that freakish. But, if that happens, apart from submission to the Cross, is it really Christianity anymore (Jas. 4:4)? "