jordyn was drawing baby jesus today
i suggested she put a "halo" on his head.
her response, "he's got hay all around him mom, not just by his head."
i love her.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
been too long, as usual...
just realized my last post on here was in July. wow. and my girls have said and done so many funny things between then and now...
Paigey is all over the place, walking (running), getting into the dog food, the pancake batter and whatever else is not locked away in some cabinet. she loves all things cell phones, remote control, and ipod... if you can say, "hi dada!" into it, it is instantly a phone to her.
Jordyn is four and full of life. maybe overflowing. we often say how she is just exactly like my great grandma jan who past away just over a year ago... sees every little detail, loves each little moment and person who comes down her path. a couple days ago we were driving out of a parking lot when she rolls down her window and yells to a young college student walking by carrying a guitar case, "Hey guitar boy! I like your guitar!" she loves to have a project to work on, loves to paint, to learn, to read, to cuddle, to watch a good movie with someone she loves and is currently beckoning me to come cuddle her to sleep, and i think i will go do that and turn on "let them be little." they are only this way for a while... i'll see what brilliant thing i can remember her saying over the past few months soon... right now i am going to cuddle a sweet girl and enjoy this moment...
Paigey is all over the place, walking (running), getting into the dog food, the pancake batter and whatever else is not locked away in some cabinet. she loves all things cell phones, remote control, and ipod... if you can say, "hi dada!" into it, it is instantly a phone to her.
Jordyn is four and full of life. maybe overflowing. we often say how she is just exactly like my great grandma jan who past away just over a year ago... sees every little detail, loves each little moment and person who comes down her path. a couple days ago we were driving out of a parking lot when she rolls down her window and yells to a young college student walking by carrying a guitar case, "Hey guitar boy! I like your guitar!" she loves to have a project to work on, loves to paint, to learn, to read, to cuddle, to watch a good movie with someone she loves and is currently beckoning me to come cuddle her to sleep, and i think i will go do that and turn on "let them be little." they are only this way for a while... i'll see what brilliant thing i can remember her saying over the past few months soon... right now i am going to cuddle a sweet girl and enjoy this moment...
Saturday, July 10, 2010
do you happen to have a meatball shooter?
A post from after a sleepover at Mimi and Papa's-
Cuddled up with Miss Jordypie in Mimi & Papa's bed after a fun day celebrating Paiglet's 1st birthday.... We've brushed our teeth, read our books, said our prayers, lights are out and it's already past 10-- when all of a sudden she whispers, "Mimi, I have a GREAT idea! For my birthday do you think we could get a "meatball shooter" and have it shoot meatballs up into the air and Roxy (her doggy) could run and catch them???? And could I also have a carousel????"
Where does that sweet pixie come up with all these GREAT ideas?? Still chuckling-- and she's still sweetly asleep in our bed!!!!!
"I've gotta feeling that today's going to be a great day, that today's going to be a great day, that today's going to be a great, great day!!"
Cuddled up with Miss Jordypie in Mimi & Papa's bed after a fun day celebrating Paiglet's 1st birthday.... We've brushed our teeth, read our books, said our prayers, lights are out and it's already past 10-- when all of a sudden she whispers, "Mimi, I have a GREAT idea! For my birthday do you think we could get a "meatball shooter" and have it shoot meatballs up into the air and Roxy (her doggy) could run and catch them???? And could I also have a carousel????"
Where does that sweet pixie come up with all these GREAT ideas?? Still chuckling-- and she's still sweetly asleep in our bed!!!!!
"I've gotta feeling that today's going to be a great day, that today's going to be a great day, that today's going to be a great, great day!!"
Friday, June 11, 2010
broken arms and kept promises
I remember about four years ago, sitting up in the NICU at st jude, which at the time overlooked the entrance to their ER. My sweet little Jordyn was less than a month old and only two pounds. So sweet, fragile and fresh into this world, just hoping she'd make it healthy and strong through her first difficult days and weeks in the world.
Holding that sweet little girl up against my chest I looked down and saw a daddy carrying a little girl, about 7 years old in her soccer jersey into the ER. The girl had an ice pack taped onto her leg and her arms wrapped around her daddy's neck... "someday," I remember thinking, "I will rejoice that we are coming to the hospital with some injury. I will rejoice because it means this little tiny baby has made it. that she can not just walk, she can run (and run into things), jump (and jump off of things), climb (or in some cases fall off of things)." someday, we will be that family, worried about our sweet little girl, not because we worry about her next breath, but because she is so full of life that she is here for something as simple as a broken bone or a sprained ankle. and i will rejoice because of that." I held that little sweet two pound baby in my arms and wondered if someday would ever come.
and so today someday came.
my precocious four year old, making a daring leap from the swings to the monkey bars in our back yard... "trying to be in the circus" as she explained to the xray technician this afternoon... a fractured radius, tears streaming down her sweet face, and my heart aches for her... and as a mom I wish I could go back to being able to protect her... to hold her in my arms... because today its a broken arm, but my little anxious heart begins to worry, what about tomorrow? what if it's a broken heart? or worse? i think of my sweet cousin, battling with a vicious disease... my heart as a mother aches, thinking of how we fight for our children, and some days all we do to protect them still seems to fall short of what we wish we could provide.
but here we are, and god has given me this treasure, full of life, zeal, joy, and adventure... and I think about that little baby, He was the one who carried her then, He is the one I must trust now and again each new day. He has carried us through the hard times and will carry us over and over.
the steadfast love of the Lord never ceases. His mercies never come to an end. they are new every morning. for each season. for each heart ache. the ones that seem small to me now, but may feel looming when they approach. the ones that seem insurmountable now. His mercies are new for that day. and the next. and the next. and the next. He provides for us, and carries us each day. and today, as I get ready to close my eyes, I remember that little baby, and how someday I would carry my little girl with a broken something into a doctor's office...
and so tonight my little four year old Jordyn sleeps with her arm in a splint, waiting for that pink cast tomorrow. and i remember that despite the tears, pain and doubt of today, that today is actually a reminder that God has taken care of her, and will continue to each day.
Holding that sweet little girl up against my chest I looked down and saw a daddy carrying a little girl, about 7 years old in her soccer jersey into the ER. The girl had an ice pack taped onto her leg and her arms wrapped around her daddy's neck... "someday," I remember thinking, "I will rejoice that we are coming to the hospital with some injury. I will rejoice because it means this little tiny baby has made it. that she can not just walk, she can run (and run into things), jump (and jump off of things), climb (or in some cases fall off of things)." someday, we will be that family, worried about our sweet little girl, not because we worry about her next breath, but because she is so full of life that she is here for something as simple as a broken bone or a sprained ankle. and i will rejoice because of that." I held that little sweet two pound baby in my arms and wondered if someday would ever come.
and so today someday came.
my precocious four year old, making a daring leap from the swings to the monkey bars in our back yard... "trying to be in the circus" as she explained to the xray technician this afternoon... a fractured radius, tears streaming down her sweet face, and my heart aches for her... and as a mom I wish I could go back to being able to protect her... to hold her in my arms... because today its a broken arm, but my little anxious heart begins to worry, what about tomorrow? what if it's a broken heart? or worse? i think of my sweet cousin, battling with a vicious disease... my heart as a mother aches, thinking of how we fight for our children, and some days all we do to protect them still seems to fall short of what we wish we could provide.
but here we are, and god has given me this treasure, full of life, zeal, joy, and adventure... and I think about that little baby, He was the one who carried her then, He is the one I must trust now and again each new day. He has carried us through the hard times and will carry us over and over.
the steadfast love of the Lord never ceases. His mercies never come to an end. they are new every morning. for each season. for each heart ache. the ones that seem small to me now, but may feel looming when they approach. the ones that seem insurmountable now. His mercies are new for that day. and the next. and the next. and the next. He provides for us, and carries us each day. and today, as I get ready to close my eyes, I remember that little baby, and how someday I would carry my little girl with a broken something into a doctor's office...
and so tonight my little four year old Jordyn sleeps with her arm in a splint, waiting for that pink cast tomorrow. and i remember that despite the tears, pain and doubt of today, that today is actually a reminder that God has taken care of her, and will continue to each day.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
also today...
Me: "Does it smell like someone pooped in here?"
Jordyn: "No, it smells like roses!"
Earlier regarding a mess made in the carseat (on accident...
J: "Mommy, I promise I will NEVER make a mess again."
Me: "Well, I'm holding you to that."
Jordyn: "No, it smells like roses!"
Earlier regarding a mess made in the carseat (on accident...
J: "Mommy, I promise I will NEVER make a mess again."
Me: "Well, I'm holding you to that."
ballet with jordyn
Jordyn standing, looking at the mirror calls out, "First position!" (put her feet in something close to first position...
"Second position... third position ... fourth position... fifth position...ummm.... next position... last position! Tada!"
"Second position... third position ... fourth position... fifth position...ummm.... next position... last position! Tada!"
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
calling heaven...
some of you may know my great grandma passed away a year ago this past weekend... she was such a treasure ... saw beauty in everyday details, loved deeply, gave freely and made each moment a moment to treasure....
she and jordyn had an extra special connection... two peas in a pod. Jordyn really has so much of gram in her...
Here's a little smilebox of the two of them.
This morning Jordyn told Paige and I we needed to be quiet, she was trying to make a phone call.
"Oh, who are you calling, Jordyn?"
"I'm trying to call heaven to talk to Great Grandma Jan. Now please keep it down so I can talk... Hello, Grandma, it's Jordyn. How are you? Are you feeling good? Oh, I'm so glad. I love you. I miss you."
she and jordyn had an extra special connection... two peas in a pod. Jordyn really has so much of gram in her...
Here's a little smilebox of the two of them.
This morning Jordyn told Paige and I we needed to be quiet, she was trying to make a phone call.
"Oh, who are you calling, Jordyn?"
"I'm trying to call heaven to talk to Great Grandma Jan. Now please keep it down so I can talk... Hello, Grandma, it's Jordyn. How are you? Are you feeling good? Oh, I'm so glad. I love you. I miss you."
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