Another First
1 week ago
My last post sort of got me inspired to continue on with what has made me so proud lately. I have to brag for a minute on my husband. BJ is such a hard worker and provider, he loves Jesus more than anyone I know, he is creative, witty (read: sarcastic), fun, and from my own personal point of view he is warm and cozy like a fuzzy pair of slippers. Lately BJ has been dealing with a lot. Hmm, let's see...he's a full-time sales professional who continues to be top in his region, he's a full-time dad to 3 children, a husband with patience and warmth to spare, a deligent part-time seminary student, an annointed Bible Fellowship teacher, a silent sufferer of rheumatoid arthritis, and a caring son to a mom with stage 4 lung cancer. BJ would probably be embarrassed if I shared this, but here goes...he wakes up every morning at 5 a.m. (3 hours before he needs to be at work) so that he has time to study his Bible and pray and so that he is available in the evenings to give me a break from my "job." Ya'll, he is everything a man should be, and he belongs to me!
I am sooooo proud of Lily. Today, for the first time, she wrote her own name! This is a huge accomplishment. She was making Valentine's cards for her friends (later we made the caterpillar pictured). I told her she needed to write her name on them so that they would know who they came from. I wrote her name out on a piece of paper and told her to copy it. She did it! She protested at first, "Mommy, you do it! I can't write my name! I can't do it!" I encouraged her to try and she did it the very first time that she tried. I am so proud of her! I love watching my children hit milestones. I feel so blessed when I'm the first person to see them do new things and to see the excitment and sense of satisfaction on their faces when they accomplish something new. I am such a proud mommy today!
How fast the days go by! I can hardly believe Griffin is just 3 months shy of his 1st birthday. I'm not ready to even think about that.
I've been infatuated with farmhouses lately. I'm talking about the good ole, hardworking, American classic. You know, the ones with white clapboard siding, simple foursquare construction, large front porch, and a tin roof. I can't get enough. I've wanted to drive around the area and find some, photograph them, look up photos online, decorate them in my head. It's like some weird illness. I get on these kicks sometimes. I just have to research and exhaust every aspect of the idea before I can move on to something else. So for now, I'm all about farmhouses. I must admit our small town has an amazing sampling of these fine American icons scattered around the area. Some are brick but most are white wood siding. I really will have to capture some photos of my favorites and post them here. Currently there's a farmhouse, Murphy Springs Farm, just outside my subdivision that is undergoing historic preservation. I've enjoyed watching this old beauty come back to it's original grandeur as a majestic settlement for the hardworking American farmer.