Monday, March 29, 2010

Happy Birthday Dad!

Growing up, just like any kid, I took my parents for granted. I didn't realize what strong hearted people they were, and I never NEVER realized how much they sacrificed for me.

Not until I became a parent. Or at the very least, when I moved out of their house. :)

So really, truly, I have the best parents in the world. My mom and I are so alike, we argue, we laugh, we have serious conversations that sharpen eachother. We scrapbook, and go to Hobby Lobby together three times in a week. We have that same stubborn skull.

But my dad and me....we just always laugh. He listens to me, encourages me, scolds me for doing something ridiculous, but he never ever gets mad. He's a big ol softie with me. :) And I, obviously, know it. He didn't even get mad when I wanted to have pizza at my wedding instead of chicken or steak. He looked at me like I was a little insane, but in the end agreed that it was the coolest (craziest) idea I'd had yet. I think he tried to talk me out of it. Or more like pleaded, but he let me have my way. :) When I was a kid and we would play basketball in our backyard, my dad would cup his hands together and pretend to be the announcer and say things like "Nichol, the dreamerrrr Guerrrrrrrrarararaaaa" when I would try to make a basket. I always think about that :)

Today is my dad's birthday! He is an incredible father. He is everything a father should be and more. But he SHINES as a grandfather. Wesley absolutely loves his Papi. Wesley out of the blue will say things like "Papi is my best friend" or "Where is Papi today, I really miss him" or "bye bye! I'm leaving?" When we ask where he is going he will say "To see Papi" (or Nanny's house, but that's another blog for another day lol). He really loves his Papi and we have to (usually) carry him over our shoulders away from their house kicking and screaming. :) Yea, it's a picnic.

Anyways, to my cherished daddy, I love you and I pray that this next year is every bit as exciting as last have a new grandbaby coming your way!! :):):)

Oh and I will be posting soon about the newest baby soon.


Monday, March 22, 2010

Snips, & Snails & Wesley Tales

Here are a few conversations I had this week with my toddler:

Wesley: "I can't wait to see her, oh my gosh, I can't wait to see her!"
Me: "You can't wait to see who?"
Wesley: "Alicia!!! I loooove Alicia" (Diego's sister)

Wesley: "Mmmm, yummy, yummy. I love...I love...what's it called, mommy?"
Me: "They are called Honeycombs cereal, Wesley."
Wesley: "Mmmmm, I love honeycombs! They are yummy yummy"

Nathan: "Are you a boy Wesley?"
Wesley: (points at Nathan) "you a boy!"
Nathan: "That's right. Is mommy a girl?"
Wesley: (looking at me) "No! you mommy!"

Wesley: (While being strapped into his car seat) "I can't get out, I'm stuck, I'm stuck! Save me, please. Save me!"
Me: "Wesley, you are very safe. That's where you need to sit while we are driving the car. See? Mommy is wearing a seatbelt too"
Wesley: "Are you stuck, too mommy? Are you stuck?"

Wesley: (In reference to anything that he doesn't want) "I want either! I want either!"

Wesley: (reading a cowboy pop-up book) "Oh no! Where's the cowboy go? Oh no! I am so worried. He is lost!"

You get the picture :) My little motor mouth is talking a mile a minute, and I love to hear his imagination in words. My sweet, little adventurer. How I love him.

p.s. see the gorgeous roses on my kitchen table?? love love love them!

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Twin love

Here is a great article on about 2 sets of twins who have excelled in their athletic careers at their respective high schools. My sweetie pie Bradshaw twins are featured and I am so proud of their accomplishments! Check it out, and if you get a chance, give them a pat on the back or a high five and let them know how great they are!

Way to go Sarah and Laura! I'm so proud of you! You both shine as such unique individuals but with the common heart for teamwork and glorifying Jesus!


Sunday, March 14, 2010

Rooftop Love

The picture to the Right is of my friend, Amber Click, who is pregnant with twins!

Do you ever have those moments when you are so happy, you just want to scream? It could be for something significant, like an engagement, or a new baby, or you won the lotto...even if it's just for five bucks. Or it could be just for nothing in particular. Like, the sunshine pouring through your kitchen windows, or the sunflowers popping up everywhere. Weeds or not, they are gorgeous bursts of yellow love!

Sometimes a song will spur me on. I will be feeling complacent or sluggish...not really interested about anything....and then I will hear a familiar melody, or some lyrics that have always inspired me...and *snaps* just like that, I am a free spirit, full of grace and joy and peace, and the knowledge of all these things makes me feel like I could fly!

I have a memory from my days at Zephyr when Nathan and I were in the very earliest stages of our new romance. I was literally skipping everywhere. I remember getting up extra early to spend time with the Lord, in the cool dawn of the morning, listening to the precious silence of my beloved camp. I would just be in awe of the story that was unfolding before me; how could i be so richly blessed?? The desire to shout my joy would bubble up inside instead of waking my roomies, I would skip on over to the cafeteria to begin my early morning duties. Stuart, the big boss man, would come in and scold me about the lack of coffee (i seriously could never ever remember to make it....i'm not a coffee drinker) and then he would smile and say he wished all kitchen girls would be so cheerful, so early. I would just smile and think about the cell phone that I had snuck inside my pocket, waiting for the early morning texts of "hello, beautiful". :)

It's those moments of sheer happiness that I cling to in times of grief. I still miss my friend, Joe, constantly. I see healing beginning all around me, but still, the cloud of pain is real. I see and read horrible stories of such tragedies and I wonder what the point is. I cry for strangers and their losses. I see the devastation that earthquakes and fires and storms cause around the globe. Disease. Sadness. Abandonment. It's easy to be swept up in the misery.

But I hold fast to the truth of a brighter future. When there will be no more war, pain, or grief. Just celebration and dancing!

And lots and lots of sunflowers.


Thursday, March 11, 2010

Something Beautiful

In your ocean, I'm ankle deep
I feel the waves crashin' on my feet
It's like I know where I need to be
But I can't figure out, yeah I can't figure out

Just how much air I will need to breathe
When your tide rushes over me
There's only one way to figure out
Will ya let me drown, will ya let me drown

Hey now, this is my desire
Consume me like a fire, 'cause I just want something beautiful
To touch me, I know that I'm in reach
'Cause I am down on my knees, I'm waiting for something beautiful
Oh, something beautiful

And the water is risin' quick
And for years I was scared of it
We can't be sure when it will subside
So I won't leave your side, no I can't leave your side

Hey now, this is my desire
Consume me like a fire, 'cause I just want something beautiful
To touch me, I know that I'm in reach
'Cause I am down on my knees, I'm waiting for something beautiful
Oh, something beautiful

In a daydream, I couldn't live like this
I wouldn't stop until I found something beautiful
When I wake up, I know I will have
No, I still won't have what I need

Hey now, this is my desire
Consume me like a fire, 'cause I just want something beautiful
To touch me, I know that I'm in reach
'Cause I am down on my knees, I'm waiting for something beautiful
Oh, something beautiful

--Something Beautiful, by Need To Breathe


Friday, March 05, 2010

You're My Best Friend

The other night, Wesley woke up crying at around 5 in the morning. It was entirely too early for him to want to wake up, so I went to his room, picked him up and curled up on his bed with him. When he saw me, he stopped crying, wrapped his arms around me and said "You're my best friend, mommy. You're my best friend. Did you know?"

I tickled him and teased him and said he was delirious with sleep and he needed to close his eyes and go night night. But he clutched me and said "I love you mommy, you're my best friend". And he fell right to sleep.

I am often struck with serious moments of insecurity. The enemy knows my weakness, and I have to battle him head on more than I wish. Thankfully, I have a husband who encourages me and friends who sharpen me. But that night it was pretty much one of those moments that reminds me that I'm in the right place, at the right time, doing what I'm meant to do.

So much to give thanks for in these times of trouble. Thank you, Lord!


“My mouth will speak the praise of the LORD, and let all flesh BLESS His holy name forever and ever.” Psalm 145:21