• joy of love

    dreams.

    if you were to ask him, he’d say he wants to be just like his daddy when he grows up.  which means, if you were to ask what he wants to do when he grows up, he’d say he wants to be a doctor.  he’s not quite clear on what exactly daddy does at work, but mikey does know that he works in a big building called a hospital, wears blue pajamas to work, and uses cool tools to help people feel better.  and that’s good enough for him.  though he does avoid the touchy subject of giving shots altogether.  it’s probably best not to bring it up. his daddy…

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    space.

    assignment #10:  space- where they are comfortable when lauren needs a bit of alone time, we can most often find her parked on our bed in our room.  i purposely keep our room dark so that i can slip in there from time to time, and hide from my kids, i mean get a bit of rest.  i call it my bat cave.  she doesn’t mind the darkness as long as her two favorite things in the world are in there.  the memory foam pillow and the ipad.  and they usually are.  she props herself up on daddy’s memory foam pillow, casts all other pillows and blankets aside, and does…

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    hobby.

    one thing phil really enjoys is music.  whether it’s listening, singing, or playing, he enjoys it all.  he led worship for our church and college group for a number of years.  his ability to play a mean guitar was one of the things i admired about him way back when.  lugging his guitar around with us was a normal part of our dating years. unfortunately, the majority of his time since we’ve been married has been taken up with his schooling, training, working.  so much so that things like hobbies have long been pushed to the back burner.  and his guitar has seen way more dust rather than playing time…

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    gift.

    it was december 20, 2000.  the plan was to spend the day together, but phil called to say he had some errands to do, was running late, and would i mind a late dinner instead?  i agreed and he eventually came to pick me up.  we had sushi (i forget where) for our late dinner and then drove towards santa monica beach.  it was rather dark.  pitch black, actually. he parked and asked if i wanted to go sit on the beach.  this wasn’t our usual thing to do, especially on a chilly december pitch black night.  i wondered if it was safe.  he started pulling some things out of…

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    generations.

    assignment #7:  generations. finally had an opportunity to get a picture of the kids with their grandparents.  they made the four-hour trek to meet us for lunch this past weekend (and to do some shopping at the korean market) before they had to head back home the same day.  so it was a very brief meeting and we were in a very uninspiring parking lot in the middle of k-town.  hence, these pictures are very jaw-droppingly unawesome.  but still, the love between them shines through and was worth capturing all the same.  🙂 happy to be together again, forced smiles notwithstanding. lauren simply wasn’t ready to say goodbye yet. actually,…