Fearless

I think that this is going to be my 2011 theme. "Fearless". Yep, that's the whole theme. I want to live without fear. I want to trust God that no matter what he is bigger than any of the darkness. And that falling on my face and having Him pick me up is better than never moving forward.

For me this is a big jump. But to touch people with the hands of Christ there can be no holding back. He brings freedom...because He banishes the fear that nothing will change, you're stuck, it can't be healed, the joy is gone, you have no options...For me to bring that to people, like He told me to, I need to be fearless too.

It's official...

...I am a very poor blogger. AND I don't post pictures. I mean don't we all come to the blogs for the pictures??
Cora Grace: walks, signs, eats ALL the time and will mix it up with her brothers.
Ezra Walker: TALKING!, great scooter driver, loves animals and having jobs to do.
Malachi Sacry: starting to read, serious sweet tooth, remembers all kinds of details and when he runs into you feels like a small car.

AND just to update everyone I have totally fallen off the wagon with the coffee.

5 things I love Friday!

1. I love how the boys think Cora is adorable. Mac sings her songs to cheer her up, or put her to bed, or for waking up in the morning. Ezra walks behind her laughing and squeezing his arms together like he can't take the cuteness and wants to squeeze her sooooo tight.

2. I love that my husband listens to my feelings and values them.

3. I love all the cute decorations on the bum of baby girl clothes.

4. I love the way Ezra gallops when he's excited.

5. I love that Cora is big enough to tip her own sippy cup.

Times are changing.

For Cora's birthday I made strawberry cupcakes with strawberry icing and had a pink sparkly candle. It was so much fun to make! I can hardly believe we're here. My first baby lost his first tooth and my last one is a toddler now. People say it will get easier now, as they get older. I suppose we'll see.

Cora was given a baby doll and stroller...hilarious. It was promptly commandeered by Ezra. He loves his play kitchen and cleaning supplies...and now the stroller. Josh is handling it well as I reassure him it is just a stage. I remember when Mac loved nothing better than to wear his friends sparkly, heeled dress-up shoes. And now he always plays the bad guy in the Transformer games at school. (Wow that makes him sound disturbed.)

What I really hope is that I can give my children a safe place to find themselves. That I don't try and manage their behavior so much that I take away the privilege of learning from their own life.