The Birthday Boy

"Children are a gift from the Lord; they are a reward from him."  Psalm 127:3

Dear Cavett,

As we sat in the church choir class room tonight waiting for our first children's choir rehearsal together, I was reminded of what you are to me.  Up on the wall was the previous Bible verse--Psalm 127:3.  It couldn't have been more true.  You are my gift from the Lord.  You bless me daily and remind me of what is truly important.  You make me a better person and encourage me in ways you don't even realize. 

The time that we shared tonight playing around with each other was dear and precious to me.  It was the best part of our whole celebratory weekend.  We don't get enough time like that these days, since you are now in school.  Your giggles are contagious.  Your dimple-a kiss from God.  I get lost in your deep brown eyes.  Your desire to see a project through to completion at any cost, I can totally relate to and empathize with you when it can't happen.  And, your zeal for life and curiosity is inspiring. 

I just can't believe it's been 6 years.  They have flown by and I am afraid the next several will only get faster and faster. 

I love you, my dear son. 

Mom

P.S.- Your Dad loves you too!

A Creative Outlet

I used to quilt when I had a ton of time and sleeping babies. I have had people ask me if I would sew for other people, like drapes and such. I just don't have that kind of time. But, I enjoy a creative outlet every now and then.

So this week when I put together a banner for birthdays at our house, I thought maybe I could sell these. Doesn't take too much time and I enjoy putting the fabrics and colors together.

What do you think? How much would you spend? Per letter?



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Run Club

Cavett has been doing Run Club for 5 months now. He's increased his speed by 20%. But the best part is the cheerleader, Kendrick, giving all the "high fives" to the kids.


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Morning

THIS was the morning I needed to see this and remember these words. 

"The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.  The Lord is my portion, says my soul, therefore I will hope in Him."

Lamentations 3:22-24

Snow Day #2

This morning Kendrick came running into my bathroom screaming "There's more snow outside!" Well, maybe not more snow, but it didn't melt last night and it actually only melted off the roads today by about 11. As a result, Cavett's school had a delayed starting and he went about 10 instead of 8. We enjoyed a leisurely morning and then braved the roads. Kendrick and I drove around a little bit--to Dad's office and back just to see the beauty.

After picking up Cavett from school we decided to try again at making a snowman. We had seen several others in yards, so it must be possible somehow. It still didn't roll up and pack like last year, so we ended up mounding it and made a midget snowman using a piece of celery of a nose and some toys for the eyes. He was still cute and just enough.

The kids finished it off with snow angels and making tracks all over the front yard and then we said good-bye.  For it won't be there tomorrow afternoon. 

Surprising Snow

After last year's snow storm, I really expected to have absolutely no snow this year.  I wasn't getting my hopes up.  But, I was pleasantly surprised today when during church Stephen mouthed from the choir loft to me in the congregation that it was snowing!

We had awoken to rain.  A cold rain.  And the temperature was to drop from there.  With it already 36, I didn't hold up hope.  But, I was proved wrong.  We got to the car after church and had about an inch on the car.  It was pretty icy and full of sleet, but nonetheless, it was beautiful!

We ate lunch while continuing to watch it pour from the sky.  Gigantic flakes and they just kept getting bigger untill about 3, when they became much smaller.  After eating, we put on our coats, but not the full gear to just get a "taste" of the white stuff while waiting for enough to have some real fun.  Kendrick went full force into the snow with hands and feet.  He lasted maybe 3 minutes when he proclaimed he was done and frozen. 

We rested until about 4 and tried again.  There was probably 3-5 inches accumulated. We headed to the green space in our neighborhood with our inner tube and did a little sliding with our neighbor and fellow Kindergartener, Ross. 

It wasn't quite as much playing as we did last year and it didn't pack for a snowman, but it still reminds us of God's creative genius and beauty. 

Hi-ya!

This week Cavett started Taekwando.  I know, I said we would never have done this many sports by now: soccer, swimming, baseball and now this.  But we found out that baseball season doesn't start back until the last week of March and after the "behavior issues" he has had at school, Cavett needs the discipline of self-control, listening and following instructions.  We had been discussing it over the New Year weekend and that one of Stephen's patients is an owner of a Karate school. He went to work on Monday and low and behold, that patient was in the office that day.  Coincidence?  I think not!

We went to observe one class on Wednesday and I was sold.  It's a 30 minute class and we can go as many times a week as we would like.  They emphasize behavior and holding still (like a black belt) and listening.  After every command, they said "Yes ma'am!"  There is a goal of the week with a home report card using things like-putting away your clothes, using your manners, helping your parents. 

Unfortunately, they won't take Kendrick until he's four, but said they might squeeze him in after he has been watching Cavett for a couple of months.  Maybe it will provide incentive for potty training as well.

But Cavett is enjoying it and for now it's our "sport."  We'll see if we can keep it up during baseball season.