Today we revisited one of our very own little family traditions. Today was the very last day of summer vacation. Sure, I've already had 3 days of in-service. But tomorrow, my classroom is full of kids. Papers to grade will start piling up, we'll stock the concession stand and begin our routine of toaster waffles in the car for breakfast while listening to KSLT as the sun rises each morning. By the middle of winter- we'll leave home in the dark and get home in nearly the dark. Might sound crazy. You might be right. But, we have a crazy good reason for signing up for another school year of running around.
Last night when I was rocking Kaleb to sleep, we were chattering back and forth. Filling our love tanks with "I Love You's", snuggles and about 8 renditions of our little homemade song of "Oh, My Baby". When all of a sudden he whispers "sister, brother- sister" then looks me in the eye with a little giggle. And, a tear suddenly popped out of no where and nearly fell outta my eye. Oh, my- my baby.
My sweet little boy has such a sweet big heart. I think that was the first time we mutually shared our hopes and prayers together. It was like a little prayer offered up from the heart of a nearly 2 1/2 year old. As we were lovin' on each other he thought of him or her. I can only imagine how awesome he'll be as a big brother someday long down the road. Why do we do the crazy schedule, hectic mornings, busy days and daycare chaos? Because God has called us to another one. Another one to share in the tickle wars, trips to the park and a life full of crazy awesome blessings.
We've got a long ways to go before we get there however. Until then, we're going to savor the days with our little man. Which brings me back to today's family tradition. The last day of summer freedom. So after the post-church nap, we loaded up and headed to Spearfish for ice cream and a stop at the park. It was good in so many ways. Here's a peak at our last drops of summer...
Last night when I was rocking Kaleb to sleep, we were chattering back and forth. Filling our love tanks with "I Love You's", snuggles and about 8 renditions of our little homemade song of "Oh, My Baby". When all of a sudden he whispers "sister, brother- sister" then looks me in the eye with a little giggle. And, a tear suddenly popped out of no where and nearly fell outta my eye. Oh, my- my baby.
My sweet little boy has such a sweet big heart. I think that was the first time we mutually shared our hopes and prayers together. It was like a little prayer offered up from the heart of a nearly 2 1/2 year old. As we were lovin' on each other he thought of him or her. I can only imagine how awesome he'll be as a big brother someday long down the road. Why do we do the crazy schedule, hectic mornings, busy days and daycare chaos? Because God has called us to another one. Another one to share in the tickle wars, trips to the park and a life full of crazy awesome blessings.
We've got a long ways to go before we get there however. Until then, we're going to savor the days with our little man. Which brings me back to today's family tradition. The last day of summer freedom. So after the post-church nap, we loaded up and headed to Spearfish for ice cream and a stop at the park. It was good in so many ways. Here's a peak at our last drops of summer...
Our first trip to Cherry Berry :)
We are blessed and we are grateful.
So incredibly thankful that God chose me to hang out with these two awesome guys.
"Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of heavenly lights,
who does not change like shifting shadows" - James 1:17
P.S. Please continue to uphold our immigration letter in prayer...we would greatly appreciate it.
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