Work to be done!

Our backyard was in need of some drainage due to the wet winter.

Lee and Cooper were up for the task.

Nothing beats working with Dad shoveling mud and cutting PVC!

After the drainage lines were put in then came the fun part.

S A N D!

15 yards of soft Biloxi beach sand.

Weeeeeeeeeeee

A lot of fun playing in the sand!

I know I can get on top of this hill!

A lot of help shoveling it too!

This boy loves to work!

Somehow I think his future employment will not involve

sitting behind a desk, just like Dad!

Bed Heads

When Dad is home for his 2 weeks out of the month,

we love our leisurely mornings!

Cartoons, coffee, fruit loops and messy bed heads!

Can't get any better than that!

We love hanging with dad and watch'n toons!

Allie being all lovey dovey!

Yes, it's Coop's hand me down sweater!

Global Wildlife Center

We finally made it to the Global Wildlife Center.

Grandma and Papa joined us for the day!

Allie was a bit of a wiggle worm for the wagon ride

but she really loved seeing the animals come right up to us.

He had recently gotten a hair cut.

This guy likes the 'dreadlock look'

huge tongue!

huge long horns!

Please feed me more!

Allie fed the animals one piece at a time

groceries

hasn't mastered "cheese"

What a fun day!

Valentines Girl . . .

Happy 2nd Birthday Allie!

Valentines day has never been the same since Allie-girl came along.

She was born on Valentines day and now I automatically

think of Feb. 14 as her special holiday.

She has come so far this year!

This year Allie learned how to walk, talk, and is learning how
to curb her frustations and independence and actually enjoys being a happy girl!

Allie at one year old!

Allie a few days old!

Blessed and humbled to think that God created you, Allie

just for our family to love and nurture!

Sisters Trip In Cabo San Lucas!

We enjoyed each other so much!

The highlight of our time together was leisurely meals,

uniterrupted endless conversation,

and skyp'ing our families at home.

My sisters Brenda and Wendi!

The beautiful Cabo Arch from the water taxi

The harbor just a short walk from our bungalow.

Just 4 days away but plenty of time to recharge my drained batteries!

A special thanks to the awsome dads who held down the forts at home!

The only thing missing was our precious sister Heidi who

had to stay away because of she's in the moving process!

Next year it's all 4 of us! Can't wait!

"Mama"

Allie is becoming a chatterbox!

Her favorite things to say lately are "there she is!" (after she's been hiding),

flag, rainbow, all the shapes but her favorite is octagon,

and a new favorite - yellow!

All the seseme street monsters have clear identfiable names.

I am very jealous of Elmo.

Allie says his name several times a day.

Allie has not said, "Mama" - yep not ever!

Not when she's fallen down, or

whinning or when I walk in the room!

Being a behavorist, trained in speech therapy I was perplexed.

My theory, I've never spent more than 5 hours away from Allie in 2yrs,

I'm just always there. Who needs to say, "Mama" ?

So this week I've been enticing her by showing her candy

and making her say, "candy" and then she has to imitate "mama"

before she got the candy. Yeah, it worked but I cheated . . .

it wasn't a heart felt "mama" just a trained imitated "mama".

Then last night with a book in hand

Allie says, "Mama" with little effort.

Of course it was the best book we've ever read together and

I can't even tell you which one it was.

Thank you Allie, I needed to here it !

In less than a week I'll be taking a 4 day trip

with my sisters to Cabo San Lucas! I'm so excited,

nervous that my wonderful husband will go a little looney,

and wondering if Daddy will get sick of

Allie saying, "Mama???" Mama???"

Everything in it's own time . . .

Rough day for who?

Today has had a rough start. Allie's getting some new teeth and like me is not too keen on pain. Last night we were up 4 times. Cooper seemed to get all his teeth in 2 burst and didn't have much trouble or he is just a boy and can sleep through more pain than my Allie-girl.

This morning being extra tired I set Cooper up with breakfast and returned to bed for a few more winks only to hear a splash. Aparently he liked his apple juice so much that he poured himself another glass - on the floor and all overhimself. BATH

Then lots of poop (from the teether) . . . You don't need the details! BATH

So off to the gym . . . working out doesn't top my 50 most pleasureable things to do but, at times like this mindlessly activity on a treadmile is very appealing. Even the gym's SHOWER was wonderful (because the elevator music was great and knew I wouldn't be interrupted with a little one wanting to join me).

3yr old tantrum as we're leaving the gym because he didn't want to leave.

Get home, let the kids play outside while I fix lunch (no mud in sight - good - they'll just play). Don't you know that the dog's water dish was used to make some great mud. A quick wet wipe BATH x's 2.

Then lunch and naps - Whew we made it to 3pm!

As it was finally quiet in our little house and thinking what a busy morning it had been, my mind drifted to the many people in Haiti who were waking up to major chaos, not just spilled apple juice or mud puddes. But real chaos! Little shelter, no church to be comforted by, the stress of depending on others to fill the hunger of your children, worry about the future, worring if it is worth the effort to sheild a child's eyes from the death that lingers all around . . .

It's times like this that I am so deeply convicted that I let myself think that I've had a rough day. A rough day for who? When did I let insignificat circumstances sneak in and allow them to control MY joy.

James 1:2-4 (New Living Trans.) "When trouble comes your way, consider it an opportunity for great joy. For you know that when your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow. So let it grow ... "

Man do I need endurance! But to get it I have to be tested and have great joy!

My prayer is the same for the people in Haiti as it is for myself that we can muster great joy in difficult times and realize that the joy of the Lord is our strength for any trouble. Wouldn't an interview with a Haitian who had a speck of joy speak volumes to us? Would we recognize that this joy may be 'the joy of the Lord' ? Do my kids see 'the joy of the Lord' in me when they are covered in sticky apple juice or mud? I choose to speak volumes to my kids and let them see 'the joy of the Lord' in difficult times for the glory of the Lord.