Monday, October 21, 2013

our motto.

My house: A toy hurricane has hit, the devastation is widespread.
This girl: A dancin' machine.

Let me be real: a lot of things are usually in total disarray 'round these parts. Our motto is,

"Yeah, but that baby though"

(based on this ridiculous vine video you may need to watch it a few times to fully appreciate the genius)

At the end of the day, I really do not care if there are dirty dishes, dust bunnies, unmade beds... Because God has given us this sweet gift, who is totally thriving! And what I want is to never miss a dance party opportunity and more "giggle-till-you-poot" moments.

Fo' real... YOLO. (I can't believe I just typed that.... oh well)

I read in my quiet time today about the importance of surrendering everything to God, even when we feel like we have nothing to give. (See 1 Kings 17:8-16)

For me, it's hours in the day; there are never enough. For the past several weeks I have been hoarding them, and stingy with my time with God. What a terrible idea.

When I do surrender my time to God, things that are important are in focus. And then, joy and peace are easily found.

I am working on this. And this silly little mantra helps remind me to surrender to Him and to focus on Him and the things that matter the most.

Sunday, October 13, 2013


Seven years ago today Joe asked me to "officially" be his girlfriend. Can I just say, I am so glad he stuck with me this whole time.

(approximately October 13, 2006. He had me at, "*hair-swish* Hey I'm Joe")

 One year ago today was Evangeline's due date: so happy she came 9 days early.

 (approximately October 13, 2012)

October 13th is a cool day for our family.

(how cute is baby girl in her Little-Hip-Squeaks headband?!)

Please just let it be known: I intensely dislike this princess stroller.
However, I am out-of-control crazy about these two people!

I am so thankful for them. God knew better than to trust me with Joseph and Evangeline, but he did anyway... what a guy!

My hope is to love Him by the way I love and serve them. 
My prayer is that others see how I love them and praise Him.

Without Jesus, I wouldn't know how to love Joe and Vanny perfectly. 
I could feel the "warm-squishies" when things are sweet and smooth (note: with these two a fence-post could feel warm-squishies) but when things get real- it is because Jesus loves me that I can love them. 
He showed me how.

In no way do I intend to suggest that I am great at this all the time. Absolutely not. 
But Jesus makes me want to be great and I'll never give up. 

Friday, October 11, 2013


My little tiny baby is a year old. I'm kind of a basket case about it.
This small girl has taught me so much in these last twelve months.
The most recent lesson was one of the sweetest.

Evangeline is learning to walk, and getting pretty good at it. However, there is no shortage of tumbles and head bumps around our place.
She falls, we smile at her, and say (in an unnaturally high pitch), "You ok, you ok, you ok. You fine, you fine, you fine."

And then we wait, will she buy it or will she cry?

 I'd say we're about 50/50.

What I have noticed is that when she's cranky, sleepy, hungry, and we're across the room- even the smallest of spills leads to tears for sure.

But, when she is having fun, we're near and all laughing... she bumps her head and it's like she doesn't even notice. She may even laugh at the slap-stick comedy of the situation (impeccable sense of humor she has, that girl).

Then I realized, I'm like that too. When I'm disconnected from my Father, his Word, and biblical community: the smallest of "bumps" are enough to totally derail me. And the meltdown train stops at apartment 276.

But when I am connected and close to my Father, I'm able to seek joy in the everyday. And then I can handle difficult or uncomfortable things, because I trust God to handle it.

Vanny reminded me of the importance of seeking joy. It can make you invincible.