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Picture Sunday :: 31 days of messy parenting {day 21}

It's all a blur... just how I'll remember their childhood.



But still, it is one of my favourites. 

I'll be sharing some of my favourite family photos on Sundays this month. Join me and comment with a link to your favourite (or not so favourite) family photo; one with a story to tell, maybe... let's remember the moments that go by in a blur.

Naptime :: 31 days of messy parenting {day 17}

He's switched the beds, old for new, baby for toddler. The crib held all three babies born, built by their father, stained and assembled with care the night before we welcomed the first.

A gift of love.

But it's gone now, and it's ok. It did it's job. All babies deserve a comfortable, peaceful, safe place to sleep. And ours had that. Thank you, Lord.

And now? Well, now it's not as peaceful and a bit more explosive. Bedtime routines are less predictable now, and don't even get me started on naptime. Naptimes barely exist anymore. It's not just that he's three, but it's that he's no longer penned in. A toddler bed of pallets and an old door cannot contain him.

And it's ok. He loves this new freedom, the feel of the bounce when he runs and jumps in. How we can lay next to him and read. How he can exhaust himself from playing and land in a heap. How he can wake up, nose to nose, with the father who gave him a place to lay his head.

Loving us all (on Father's Day)

There's no way I can top what I wrote last year for Father's Day... instead I just wanted to share some images of the man I somehow had the foresight, brains and heart to choose as a partner and father. Only God could make a 19 year old see the light...









He prays, hopes, and works hard for us... giving us a wild ride of a life, teaching us how to say, "Yes, Lord," and loving us all along the way.

Thank you, babe. Happy Father's Day.

Wordless Wednesday

(with respect to my sister in law, who says posting pictures alone does not a blogger make. :))