we were invited to celebrate easter at the home of our friends for the third year in a row.  it’s really, really nice to be in one place long enough to begin having yearly traditions.  let me tell ya, i sure could get used to this settling down notion. we are in the midst of escrow drama and praying all goes well and ends well.  and when all is said and done and we are hopefully in our new-to-us home, i will then have the full story to share here.  so please pray for us to trust in the Lord as we walk through this month. in the meantime, i…

sorry for the quiet around here lately.  it’s been about all i can do to keep up with just living life lately and i honestly can’t even remember the last time i picked up my camera.  or had a story to share.  actually, i currently cannot find my keys, jonah’s baby carrier, or my ring.  i can’t even muster the mental energy to backtrack to try to figure out where they might be.  if i wasn’t so tired lately, i think i’d be a lot more bothered by the missing items’ whereabouts.  as it stands, it’s kinda on my fuzzy radar of things to be taken care of… later. but…

last weekend, we found ourselves with a rare day with all of us home with no place in particular to be and no thing in particular to do.  so when phil asked what i wanted to do with the day, my answer was simple. a walk. maybe it’s because i’ve lately been going through some old pictures when mikey and allie were teeny tiny. and i noticed that we used to do a whole lot more “nature-al” type stuff back in our minnesota days. or maybe i’ve been feeling a bit too cooped up these days. and thought a bit of fresh, open air would do us all good. whatever…

so birthday season is in full swing around here and it’s party year for the kids (we do parties every other year. mainly for the express purpose of keeping this mother sane and functional for the rest of the time).  so the day right after jonah’s party came allie’s party. it was an intense birthday party weekend for us.  i am still recovering. and because my daughter is in some ways very, very different from me, and because i love to celebrate those differences that make her so special, i chose a party for her that i knew she would love.  with every fiber of her being.  and that i…

so this guy, and his bad 16-pound self, went and audaciously turned himself into a one-year-old. *shaky laugh*  excuse me while i go compose myself. ok, i’m back. i’ll try to hold it together. so the grandparents wanted to throw him a first birthday party, called a “dol” in korean.  which involved this traditional korean outfit.  but the smallest size they make them in is 24 months.  why do they do that when babies wear this when they’re 12 months old?  it’s not like we want him to “grow into it”.  he’s only gonna wear it once.  so it should fit for that one time.  in any case, my peanut…