Berrien Springs. Milwaukee. Pittsburgh. Grand Rapids. Back to Pittsburgh. Now back to Milwaukee
Friday, December 20, 2013
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Monday, December 09, 2013
Five to Start the Week
1. Here's my girls looked like last Monday morning at 7:25 am. All four ready to walk out door for school, uniforms as required. It was THEN I realized that their bus hadn't driven past yet. And that there hadn't been any lunch listed on the school calendar. Yup. Somehow I had missed a SCHEDULED day off at school
3.The next morning was unseasonably warm so by 8 am, the little girls and I were doing this:
4.The girls' new Christmas dresses arrived the other day. Here's a sneak peak that in no way does them justice. Compliments of Grandma Sandy, of course. I just may do all of our shopping at Hanna Andersson. The sale prices are reasonable and I love the modest, comfortable, but yet pretty clothes for little girls.
5. Delaney has wrapped up this evening by learning to climb out of her crib. Heaven help us.
Tuesday, December 03, 2013
Thursday, November 14, 2013
First snow of the year!
When we woke up to this winter wonderland the other day, Mali and Brinn quickly packed their snow gear into their school bags and prepared for snow fun at recess. I had the luxury of staying home with the little girls and exploring it on our own.
This blonde girl LOVED it and made footprints all throughout the neighborhood on our first winter walk. She came home and played out on her deck which is her new favorite pasttime. Speaking of our deck, here's our first view from it:
And this girl? Snow is really just an excuse for a wardrobe change for it. I know it's blurry, but here is a shot of how she dressed for homework time and dinner that night.
Remembering Grandma Dee
None of us could be there with her on her very last day, but we are so grateful that her pastors and church friend were there to sing hymns and pray Psalms with her in her final hours. What a gift of faith and example in that way she was to us. It was not easy to say good-bye to her but we know that not only does she live on perfectly in heaven, but also in our memories. In Amalia's independence, Brinnly's love of purple, Carrigan's taste for sauerkraut, Delaney's feisty-ness, and countless other ways. My Aunt Pam wrote the obituary for the memorial service and invited us to picture Papa whirling Grandma Dee around in heaven, much as they did so often on earth, but now dancing upon the clouds.
"You have turned my mourning into dancing"--Psalm 30:11
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