My Compassionate Children

•April 25, 2011 • 1 Comment

A few evenings ago I was not feeling well.  I am sad to say that it was most likely because I had chosen to fill my belly with junk food all stinkin’ day, deciding in the moment that Flaming Hot Cheetos would be better than an Apple.  Ugg…

Regardless, it took it’s toll and at precisely the same time we were beginning the evening Bedtime Battle, the nausea hit me.

Jacob is just the sweetest kid!  He came to me realizing that my stillness on the couch was an attempt to keep from losing my lunch (and unhealthy snacks).  He first offered to bring me a towel, as that is our vomit-catching vehicle of choice.  Why don’t any of my kids have the ability to actually make it to a bathroom to throw up?  Anyway, I digress…

Then he got me a Maalox and glass of water out of the kitchen.  He knows exactly where they are because these are the Magic Pills that make most Tummy Aches better in our home.  Then he hugged me.  I’m not sure if it was the chew pills or the love, but something made me feel a bit better.

I felt well enough, in fact, to stop ignoring the high pitched screams coming from Abe’s room as he demanded round three (or was it four) of his bedtime ritual.  I did indeed rock him (again) but told him I didn’t feel well so I couldn’t stay long.

He nervously kept looking back to me as we gently rocked, then finally verbalized his concern…

“Mommy, if you throw up, please close your mouth so it won’t come out on me”

Ah, the compassion abounds!

Six Years Ago Today

•April 17, 2011 • 4 Comments

April 17th, 2005 the doors of CrossPointe Church were opened for the first time.  After months of prayer and preparation, that day was an exciting one!

A ragtag group of people spent their Saturday, the 16th, getting everything ready…

This was the stuff we piled into that building, week after week.

Yep, thats Arabella. She was two months old.

Recognize Krystee Edwards? She can push a broom with the best of them.

And Justin Finney provided some manpower that day!

Then the 1st service…

Welcome to CrossPointe

Kids Church Room

The Nursery - from Birth to 4 years.. can you believe that!

Some familiar faces in the "crowd".

Joseph and Brad. Its hard to believe that they look eye to eye now.

Do not ask how this photo got in the mix. And no, I did not take it! Sorry, Paul.

Here we were.

There were a few more people that this there... a few.

In fact, we met many new friends that day. Its blurry, but thats Chris & Sonya.

My baby, doing what he does!

Six years later, God has richly blessed this little redemptive project we like to call CrossPointe.  He has allowed us to move to a wonderful location that better fits us in our growth, he has pulled our family close to him as he has pushed our human limitations, and he has shown us immeasurable grace in the process.

CrossPointe is not where it was, or where it will be in six more years, but my constant prayer is that it is right where God wants it to be.  Today.

Brad, still doing what he does and will continue to do, by the Grace of our God

The Vastness of V

•March 15, 2011 • 3 Comments

1. Vision (use your imagination)   2. Velociraptor   3. Vegetables (notice they are not in my refrigerator)    4. Volume   5. Vial of blood   6. Vest, just like Daddy.   7. Valentine   8. Vowels   9. Vulcan greeting.  Did I just give something away?   10. Vanilla   11. Video camera   12. Villian (Megatron)   13. Violin, in the hands of a master: Sara Beth   14. Varicella, vaccine not the actual in vivo virus  15. Vito’s Hot Dogs   16. Vertebrae .  They are encased by Abe’s cute little body, but still…  17. Vittles (leftover day)   18. Vein   19. Van   20. Velcro   21. Veg-all   22. Video game   23. Vaccines   24. Vaseline, modeled by Bella   25. Veracious Reader

Photos taken March 11, 2010

Without Any Further Ado…

•March 9, 2011 • 2 Comments

The date was February 25th, 2011. The place was Calvary Christian School’s Student Center.  The event was the Annual Talent Show.  And our boys were the stars :)… well, they were a couple of the stars (that was for all the other parents that happen to stumble across this post, LOL).

So, full disclosure on the video quality.  I took them with a pocket recorder as I was also trying to snap still shots with the other hand (which was pointless as I was way to far away for those to turn out anyway).  There were also a couple of hand-offs from me to Nena…  Overall, it was not a great effort, but I think you can still get the idea.

Joseph worked so hard on this performance.  His quartet spent their lunch hours meeting with the music teacher for weeks.  They were the only Middle School group in the MS/HS category and I was so stinkin’ proud I could not begin to express it.

And then there was Jacob.  He, too, was in a group.  It was more of a fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants, let’s-sing-a-song-we-know and hope-for-the-best kind of act.  And it stole the elementary portion of the show (at least in this mother’s eyes).  And in fact, they won the prize for the best overall in that division!  Another super proud moment.

64 Year Old Mom, but not Mine :)

•March 8, 2011 • 2 Comments

So, my mom’s birthday was February 25th and I thought I posted this then!  Apparently, it was lost in my Drafts folder so… better late than never!

I love you, Mom.  And for anyone wondering… this story is not about her, hehe.

In honor of  Jane Groman Roberts’ birthday ;), I thought I’d share this recent news story I came across.

With all the new technology regarding fertility recently, a 64-year-old friend of mine was able to give birth.
When she was discharged from the hospital and went home, I went to visit.
‘May I see the new baby?’ I asked
‘Not yet,’ She said ‘I’ll make coffee and we can visit for a while first.’
Thirty minutes had passed, and I asked, ‘May I see the new baby now?’
‘No, not yet,’ She said.
After another few minutes had elapsed, I asked again, ‘May I see the baby now?’
‘No, not yet,’ replied my friend.
Growing very impatient, I asked, ‘Well, when can I see the baby?’

‘When he cries!’ she told me.

‘WHEN HE CRIES?’ I demanded.

‘Why do I have to wait until he CRIES?’


A Farmer?

•February 2, 2011 • Leave a Comment

Abe, playing with one of his current favorite toys:  I love my John Deer tractor.

Mommy:  Are you going to be a farmer when you grow up?

Abe:  I think so.

Abe again, after a bit of reflection:  Or maybe a Transformer.

Dream big, little man!

U Gotta Love It

•January 31, 2011 • Leave a Comment

1. Up
2. Unicorn
3. Undecided
4. Us! Mom and Bella.
5. United
6. Underwear – I can post this now that by baby boy is wearing them, hehe.
7. Ugly day
8. Uno
9. Urinalysis.  OK, so admittedly gross, but come on, 25 “U”s!
10. Uvula – as modeled by Abe.
11. Upload – my cardreader is my 3rd arm.
12. Uniform
13. U.S.A.
14. “U” key
15. Untouchables – A poster in my office.
16. Ultraviolet lights
17. Unkept bathtub hair – thank heavens this was the one day a week my poor child is bathed ;).
18. UPS
19. Umbrella – because of the forementioned Ugly Day.
20. Upside down
21. Ulna (sort of) – well, the bone is in there somewhere.
22. Underwater Barbie – again, courtesy of bathtime.
23. UK
24. Undercover
25. Unconventional bracelet (Christmas ornament)

Photos taken on March 10, 2010

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