The Dump

This looks like an ordinary can of trash, right?

You've got your goldfish, half-eaten-shriveled-up bananas, Gusher wrappers, broken toys, fruit snack wrappers...

Wait a minute!

Those all sound like things Jonah likes. I guess he threw them all away when he was done with them. Good job Jonah! Except for when Jonah threw them all away--he did so behind my bed. Yup, just sittin' there on the bed enjoying some leisure time... decides he's done with {fill in the blank}. It's a LITTLE too far to walk the 5 steps--literally!--to the kitchen trash. So what's the logical thing to do? Toss it to "The Dump" ...that is behind my bed.

Apparently this had been going on for some time before his father and I discovered "The Dump." We thought it only fitting that the little guy have to clean up them mess himself. I'm thinking it won't happen again. He didn't like picking up the half-eaten, shriveled-up banana.

Ever wonder what a half-eaten, shriveled-up banana looks like?

WONDER NO MORE!

The Birthday Girl

A year ago today Glory was born. She had some difficulty breathing and had to spend some time in the NICU.

For seven days we waited on the Lord to make her healthy and dreamed of the days we could take pictures like these:











Our girl is a fun little thing. She enjoys a good chicken stick with a side of English peas. She loves to take baths and just recently discovered splashing...



She could spend hours in her swing outside. Her latest hobby is basket-sitting. Yes, she likes to climb into baskets and sit in them. Cheap entertainment, what can I say? She takes after her Nanna and Aunt M ;)



Maybe she will be a reader? Granmary claims that "book" was her first word (spoken at about 6 months). Hmmm...



Here she is in a rare moment of pause, looking quite contemplative. Who could guess what goes on the head of a 1 year old? Happy Birthday Glo!

Dear Lord,

Your blessings never cease to amaze me. A year ago I was crying out to you to please protect my baby girl and to help me trust You with her life. Today I am still asking the same things of you. Raising a girl in this world seems like such a daunting task. Lord please help me to help her realize her worth. Please help me help her to understand where her value comes from. I pray that on the day it seems much easier to be a friend than to be her mom that you would give me strength to be the latter. But Lord, if in time we could become best of friends and be able to serve You together that would be great, too! I pray that Glory will seek out all the fabulous plans You have for her and love you with all her heart while doing so. In Jesus' name, Amen.

The Hair

I'm not sure what's to blame for the recent surgence of hair related posts, but here is another...

When I found out I was having a baby girl I was so excited for many reasons, but one of them was because I couldn't wait to do her hair. I have always dreamed of the cute little pig tails, oversized bows, french braids, etc. I am getting really excited because Glory's hair is almost long enough to start doing some of these things. I snapped these pictures of her after church this week. See her little curls?

Sorry about all the gross food!
What can I say? Like her mamma, she's happiest while eating.