Monday, September 26, 2016

Sage rage

After very noisily drinking the last drops of her juicebox, Sage says, "My juicebox not working anymore."

Solo was very kindly trying to integrate Sage's disruptive behavior into his game and allows her to give him a checkup during one of his intricate robot vs. Pokemon vs. other unrelated franchises battles.
I say, "Well Sage? Is he dead?"
She replies, "No... Not yet."

Friday, September 23, 2016

"Daddy! I'm camouflaged!" -Sage Marie

Sunday, September 18, 2016

Weekend wild

Exciting weekend. Home group resumed for the semester, violin class, Marley had a sleepover with Joie that featured both horseback riding and fireworks, and Solomon and Sage attended Jackson's birthday party at a trampoline park. And after the party Solomon went on his first ever sleepover at Jackson's party featuring lots of habachi and Mario and Kirby.

Erin sent me some quotes from the evening.

Erin: Solomon I made you and Jackson a bed on the floor.
Solomon: Oh. He can't sleep next to me. I'm like a tornado when I sleep.
Jackson: super smash is so easy for me.
Solomon: you shouldn't say that bc maybe it's hard for someone else and that could make them feel bad.

We also had church and after the Combs and OConnells over for some disappointing football action, deck-fishing and chili time.

Finally Monday tomorrow we can rest. 

Monday, September 12, 2016

Yes a haiku.

I sit and I'm still
Something I will rarely do
Watch the hunter wait.

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Watching the moon through trailing clouds. Sometimes the light shining brightly, almost hurting the eyes for its brilliance. Sometimes very muted through the veil of thick cloud, sometimes blotted out entirely except the shining around the cloud's lining. As I lay here in bed, I admire it.

My open window let's the raucous laughter of peoples up the street and cars driving in the area. I think of how annoying their loudness is. But God whispers and reminds me, "I think about what your hand has made. It made the lights in the sky."

And those people. It also made those people. And I see how the moon and those people are the same. I am humbled. By a God who really cares.

Saturday, September 10, 2016


Solo loves Skylanders, rock and roll music (or his interpretation of it anyway), Dancing, Dancing, dancing, Mario, watching football, smiling, winning, saying the right thing, caaaandy.

His favorite color is red or orange that's almost red.

After his first soccer game he announced, "We won!"
I replied, "It was a tie."
Solo says, "But we had fun. So we all won."
And then he walked me home.

I look at his baby pictures and I still feel overcome with emotion. 

I pray that God will make a powerful and kind servant out of my bright, shiny boy.