Thursday, June 28, 2012

get your move on

we are right smack dab in the middle of a cross country move. our house went from this...









to this...




to this...


in the process we learned that it takes a village to move. thank you to our dear friends who helped with food, kids, packing and cleaning. and thank you to my dear husband who put up with my hyperventilating on the last day when it looked like we weren't going to make it. my scattered packing techniques. my critiques of his packing techniques. and my tendency to collect way too much stuff. 

we gave a lot away before we moved, so i thought i was doing pretty well. but hen the movers came and the foreman said this to bill: "ya got a lot of boxes. ya got a damn lot of boxes. your wife must love the mall." yep. so now my damn lot of boxes and our little circus of two cars, 4 kids, two dogs and more stuff are headed off. off on another one of life's great adventures!

Friday, June 22, 2012

spoiler alert: the last picture is the best

i got to take (most) of the day off from packing for my birthday. it was a full and fun day. but the best gift came two days before, on father's day. that's when my three older kids, and myself, were baptized...





 
(he had the most precious look of anticipation on his face the whole time)


each made their own decision to do so. jack has been waiting since the last baptism service for it to be "his turn". i was baptized as an infant and have never sensed the need to be baptized as an adult. but i didn't want to just jump on the bandwagon because "everybody's doing it" or because we are about to leave this precious church that we have been with since it's inception. so i had decided not to, until i sensed god telling me i needed to humble myself and be baptized.

it was meaningful experience to share as a family...

each one of us wrote a testimony that was read. my kids wrote theirs on their own. they were precious. i won't share theirs because it is their story to tell. but here is mine...


I grew up in a home where I heard about and felt the love of Jesus consistently. When I was about 8 years old, it was my older sister, Amy, who led me to pray a prayer of faith asking Jesus to cover my sins and give me eternal life. In college, my life was transformed as I came to a more complete understanding of how desperately I needed Jesus as my Savior and my Lord.

Since then, I have walked with Jesus through the ups and downs of life. I have had moments of great faith and seasons of deep doubt. I have seen God’s goodness and experienced His love in both joy and pain.

Though I have had many opportunities to publicly proclaim my faith in Jesus Christ over the years, I have never been baptized as an adult. I choose to be baptized now as a way to humble myself in obedience to Christ. I am identifying with Jesus in His death and resurrection. I am not content to live a “nice Christian life”. I want to experience the supernatural power of God in my life as a wife, mother, sister, friend and ambassador for Christ.

Philippians 3:7-11
But whatever was to my profit I now consider loss for the sake of Christ. What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them rubbish, that I may gain Christ and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which is through faith in Christ—the righteousness that comes from God and is by faith. 10 I want to know Christ and the power of his resurrection and the fellowship of sharing in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, 11 and so, somehow, to attain to the resurrection from the dead.
                                                                       

It is with great joy that I share this decision of faith with my 3 oldest children and my family at North Pointe.

as emma was being baptized my mother-in-law leaned over to bill and whispered "happy father's day". happy father's day, happy birthday, oh happy day...

Sunday, June 17, 2012

if the shoe fits.

he had big shoes to fill, my husband did. because my daddy was an incredible dad. a man of character, affectionate, consistent, generous, kind, and cute in every way...
even when he was snoring...


but this guy came into my life...

we got married, one thing led to another and we had us some babies...


and he's an incredible dad to these four lovelies. a man of character, affectionate, consistent, generous, kind, and cute in every way...
 

even when he's purposely messing up my pictures...

i love you, babe. you remind me of someone...

and even more of Someone else. Happy Father's Day!

Friday, June 15, 2012

love you more

yesterday was the 2nd anniversary of my mother's death...

with the busyness of the move i haven't been conscious of that date over the past couple of weeks. but it is interesting that my body and spirit have been. i have been weepy, not about moving, but about missing her.

i know it sounds weird as an fully functioning adult, but it's actually hard to believe that i have lived the past two years of my life without my mommy. she was such an incredible force for good in my life. and with the love and memories buried deep in my heart, she still is...

miss you so. love you more.

"Where, o death, is your victory?
Where, o death, is your sting?"
The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law.
But thanks be to God!
He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ."
1 Corinthians 15:55-57




Tuesday, June 12, 2012

school's out

school's been out for awhile now, but i don't blog in real time anymore. this whole moving across the country thing has me missing posts left and right. but funny thing i am learning, even if i don't blog about it, life still happens!! and a lot of life is happening around here.

for example, this year one said goodbye to middle school...
(waving to his mommy on the way to school. what a good sport!)

and another said goodbye to elementary school...
you know what's super weird? at their recognition ceremonies, i barely even teared up. maybe i am saving all of my tears for our move. or maybe i am becoming more comfortable with the idea of my kids growing up. maybe.

each of their recognition ceremonies were sweet. the fifth graders each shared a piece of advice that they had learned...
       
em tried to avoid my pictures...




but changed her tune when it was time to get pictures with her friends...




tate, on the other hand, looked right at me during his ceremony...
but there was only one person who he wanted his picture taken with afterwards...



but we all are saying goodbye since we are moving. the goodbye to our beloved attendance secretary brought the most tears from us all...


she is an amazing person and STELLAR at what she does. we have loved our elementary school. we said this cheer for the last time... 
and had our last "last day of school" ceremony with beach boys songs playing while we said our goodbyes...



after all that goodbye-ing, we needed to do some partying. and so it was time for our annual last day of school party. this year we had rootbeer floats. I was so happy I found these for 3/$1 at Dollar Tree...
I had to laugh at what happened after my little invitation photo shoot...
That is my life right there.

So to add to our goodbye's, we had good food...

And good times...


and we are now racing toward the finish line of our time in our beloved nebraska. this should be an interesting summer.



Tuesday, June 5, 2012

darn that abby lee

i jacked up my back again. it wasn't because of packing up boxes. it was the dance mom's fault (the tv show, not the people group). against my better judgement, i let emma watch dance moms and she kinda loves it. it may have sucked in a few of the rest of us from time to time. part of me kind of likes having a show that makes me feel like a nice, normal mom.

anyway, i was making fun of the show by mocking a dance routine. then i wake up the next morning in intense pain. who's worth mocking now? it turns out that my back is not my only weakness. being willing to do almost anything to get a laugh is as well.

and to top it all off, my big sister gets an "i told you so" moment out of it as georgie yelled "CAREFUL!" during my mock routine. she knows both of the above weaknesses of mine and how they don't tend to peacefully coexist. let's just say this isn't the first time an over zealous dance move has immobilized me. yes, i am pathetic.

oh well, at least i actually have a good reason for not working out... someecards.com - My yoga pants have never been to yoga.