Happy 9th Birthday, Cody!

Dear Cody,

Tomorrow you are turning 9. 9!! Another year has passed and I'm wondering (again) where the time has gone. Just yesterday you were being born and the nurse put you in my arms to hold for the first time. It really doesn't seem possible that 9 years have passed.

Tonight, you asked me if I was going to write you another letter, like I do every year. The answer is yes. But this year, I'm mixing it up a little. I'm going to do a top 9 list in honor of your birthday. These are the top 9 things I LOVE about you. (There are many more, but I'll choose my favorite 9.)

Number 9: I love your creativity. You're so good at making things with your hands. I predict that you will be doing something in your career as an adult that has to do with you using skillful hands. Maybe you'll be a professional musician (violinist, perhaps?), an engineer, an artist? Whatever you set your hands to, I am positive you'll succeed.

Number 8: You're thoughtful...and not just when it comes to people and their feelings. You are a thinker. I can see you process things in your mind, figuring out how a toy is put together, how to draw or create something, how to take something apart. God gave you a great mind and I know that He will bless your willingness to learn and be taught.

Number 7: You care about others. You've worked hard this year on learning "you before me" and I'm seeing the fruit of those efforts. You are learning to put others' needs ahead of your own. It's not always easy. We live in such a selfish world, but I'll bet it feels good to give of yourself. God will always reward you for that.

Number 6: You're a fantastic big brother. This year, you've amazed me, not only at the way you've cared about and looked after Caden, but also the way you've embraced others who've needed time and attention. Thanks for always being so helpful. I rarely hear you complain when I ask you to help. I so appreciate the way you contribute and give of yourself.

Number 5: You're so talented. This goes without saying...anyone who knows you can see that you have innate musical ability, but there are also lots of other things you do well. I can't wait to see what God does with all that talent (that often seems to come out of your ears!!). Always treat that talent kindly...nurture it, be humble, and treasure the gifts you've been given.

Number 4: Your smile and your laugh. Recently, our dear friend said that one of her favorite sounds is your laughter. It's mine too! We ALL love it when you get tickled. :)

Number 3: Your sense of humor. Just like your daddy. That just makes me all kinds of happy.

Number 2: Your loving nature. I love that you curled up in my lap tonight as I relayed the story of your birth to you. Thanks for all the hugs, "I love you's" and all the kindnesses in between.

Number 1: Your forgiving nature. Cody, I fail as a parent more times than I succeed. I know I'm tough to live with sometimes. I know I often say and do things that hurt you. I'm so flawed, so imperfect...and you see it more than anyone else, I think. I am often so undeserving of the love and grace you show me, and yet, you pour it out time and time again. This is my favorite quality that I see in you...it's Christ-likeness. I am so thankful for the ways in which God is transforming you in to a young man that reflects Him. Of all the qualities I love about you, this is the one that I appreciate so much. To God be the glory, sweetheart. Great things He has done.

I can't wait to write my top 10 list next year. You are a joy, buddy. Thanks for being you!

I love you forever and always.

Love,

Mom

Happenings...

Hello, I'm here. I just don't get to update my blog very often! I had a few pictures to share, so here goes!

Since my last update, I celebrated being thirty-something with a bunch of close friends who totally surprised me. My dear friend made me a cake out of Starbursts, my favorite candy. Isn't it beautiful? Who knew you could melt Starbursts and create a fondant out of it?

We've watched the Huskers win (and lose).
We've eaten pudding for Breakfast at Nanna's house (who can beat that???),
celebrated Thanksgiving with those we love...
played dress-up with the cousins (all girls, of course),
decked the halls in preparation for Christmas (I love this little mini nativity!),
"dressed up the tree" as Caden says (he was sooooo excited to help with it this year!),
and are preparing to keep the Christ in Christmas...no matter what.
We wish you and yours a blessed, love-filled, Christ-filled holiday season!

I Left My Heart in the Mountains

It's been a long while since my last post, but I finally have something blogworthy: Our recent trip to the Smoky Mountains. We have some wonderful friends who invited us to spend the week with them at their cabin in Tennessee, and so the boys and I set out on a great adventure last week. (Unfortunately, Jerry had to stay back and work. I can't tell you how many times I wished he could see what we were seeing!) Our first stop was to the Creation Museum in Kentucky. We had been there before, but it was great to visit there again and see our views and what we know to be true about the God of creation held up and respected so beautifully. That night, we stayed with a dear friend of ours in Cincinnati. It was a blessing to see her and her family and to catch up on all that God has been doing in their lives.

The next day we set off for the mountains. After a beautiful drive and lots of meaningful conversation, we arrived at the cabin. On our first day there, we went to Greenbrier which is one of my favorite places to visit in the Smoky Mountain National park. The boys played in the creek and we hiked up as far as the little ones were willing to go. On our way, one of them spotted a snake, which we quickly learned was a copperhead! We then spotted two more of them and figured we'd found a snake den!

The next day, we went to Clingman's Dome. After a very long ride up, up, up, we parked and walked up, up, up to the tippy top.It was O so beautiful. There was a 365 degree look-out point and it is one of the highest points on the mountain range where you can see for miles (I think someone said you can see three states from there). Below is one of the views from the top.

We also did something new this time that we'd never done and that was to take the Roaring Fork Motor Nature Trail. The views from the lookout points were beautiful there as well...and proved why they are called the Smoky mountains!
The colors were breathtakingly stunning. I've never seen Autumn in full color like this.

One of our other favorite places to go is Greenbrier. There, you can hike, climb, and wade. It is heaven for little boys (and big ones too!). Here's Cody as the sun started to set and the fog came in. He loved skipping stones on the water.

Below is a picture the reflection of the colors on the water.

Beautiful colors abound!
Picture-perfect: My two boys taking a stroll.

It was a trip I'll never forget and always hold near and dear to my heart. I hope to return next year...but this time with Daddy! Hope you're all doing well. Happy Autumn!

Remembering.

Like everyone else, I will always remember exactly what I was doing and where I was when the first plane hit the World Trade Centers on September 11, 2001.

I was in my car that morning, listening to the radio. As the events of that morning began to unfold and it was clear that this was not just an accident, my thoughts turned - no, sprinted - to my sister who was living in NYC at the time. I frantically dialed my mom, needing to know that she'd heard from her, that she knew something. But there was no service. No connection. Nobody could call in or out. We didn't know if she was safe. Upon hearing about the Pentagon, I turned the car around and headed home. Living so close to Chicago, and hearing about the evacuations going on downtown, I no longer felt safe. Like all of us, I felt a vulnerability as an American that I had never known in my lifetime. I'd heard my mom and grandparents talk about feeling that way at different times throughout their lives, but I'd never known that type of fear for myself.

I felt the movements of my baby and gently put my hand to my growing belly. For the first time in my pregnancy, I felt fear for him. For all of us. In three months time, he would be here. What kind of a world was this going to be for my new baby?

I got home and did what all of us did. I sat and stared at the television. In disbelief. In shock. In tears. I longed for comfort, for peace. I prayed. I grieved. That's all I could do. I remember Jerry coming home from work and insisting that we get out and go for a walk. He knew I'd been glued to the television all day and that I couldn't take much more.

In the days and weeks that followed, I wore red, white and blue and I wore it proudly. We flew our flag. All of us did. There was a unity and a love in this country that was palpable. We were all Americans that day. No separation, no division. Every street flew the stars and stripes of their country proudly. We all comforted each other, hugged strangers through tears, and resolved never to forget.

The memories of that day will be etched in my heart forever.

And I still haven't forgotten.

This Post Will Be Random.

Hello. How are you?

I am tired. But I can't sleep, so here's a very random post from my home to yours.

School started last week. First up? A lesson in the armor of God. I think they look ready for battle. How about you?

As we say hello to a new school year, my thoughts wander back to some of the highlights of our summer, like seeing cousins...
Violin camp...
Lazy days at the beach...

A visit to the bean...

Silliness! (He's got LOTS of it.)
And now,

Autumn approaches...and with it comes...

FOOTBALL....GO BIG RED!!!
And then...this? Say it isn't so...
And these...yikes...(I have friends who've already started their shopping)
And then...

How did this one get in here? (This would be Silly #2.) I TOLD you this would be random!

Have a great week!