Snow? Bring it on!
/There's only one thing missing.
There's only one thing missing.
Today, you are 11. And I know that you hope that means I will stop referring to you as one of the "little boys." Not a chance;-)! You are forever my little boy. You are the little baby who woke up promptly at 3AM every morning for months, lulling me into a habit of snuggling alone with you on the couch in the wee hours. I think you knew that someday you be the "middlest" and that you needed to seize your opportunities for spoiling early and often. And I think I knew you were the best snuggler ever. When you were two or three, you insisted we call you "Superman." And because you really are rather spoiled, we still do. You're Super in every way. Have a super birthday!
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Rocking the Super Beat with Dad and Nick in Seattle.
It’s quiet when I slip into my chair. Quiet. I inhale deeply, drinkingthe lingering scent of incense. I have brought a book with me, but it sits unopened on my lap. I don’t want to read. Instead, I just want to sit here and take it all in. Here is the answer to my oft-repeated plea. Here is strength and grace to live a life of love.
I was quite astonished this weekend to find a very kind note from Kim Avery, inviting me to post this graphic on my blog and congratulating me for being named a top ten blogger for Christian women. Do visit the list of winners. I found some familiar favorites there and added some bright new places to my Google Reader as well. I'm honored to be counted among them. Thank you!
Go visit the ever-lovely Sarah for some ideas on how to conquer mid-winter burnout.
I'm Elizabeth. I'm a happy wife and the mother of nine children. I grab grace with both hands and write to encourage myself and others to seize and nurture the joy of every day. I blog here with my daughter, Mary Beth, a wholehearted young lady on the brink of adulthood.
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