9 hours ago
Sunday, December 12, 2010
I've been missing my photos as they help me remember. At last I have the capabilities to easily load photos again. So here they go.
My brother and his wife had us for Thanksgiving. We have so much to be thankful for.
A Kool-aid smile. Perhaps the Joker in Batman drank a lot of Kool-aid too.
My sister and her men looking particularly jolly. You might think they dressed in coordinating colors. Wink wink.
After 5 years in Saudi Arabia, my parents are back on American soil. I hadn't seen them in over a year. We had a few special days together before they headed to their new home state of Georgia.
A bubble pipe and some adorable feet.
Fritz had been talking about baptism for over a year. He is a very cautious person. He said when he turned 8 he wanted to be baptized. So a few weeks after his eighth birthday he was baptized at our Saturday night service.
It was especially meaningful to me as I know that Fritz's life is in Christ and therefore he is a new creation...spiritually and physically. The last few months have been stressful as Fritz was having unexplained neck pain. One day Fritz began shaking like a leaf in fear and tears were wetting his cheeks as he questioned why he wasn't feeling well. My heart broke because I was incapable of alleviating his pain. When we took him for a MRI, we didn't find a reason for his pain. Fortunately it has diminished and is less frequent. Those baptismal waters were a promise as much to me as to him. One day our resurrected bodies will be free of disease and sadness. I am so thankful to God that the majority of the time Fritz is doing well.
Emily wanted to be baptized as well. She had a huge smile on her face and had a belly laugh when the pastor asked her how old she was. From her 2s and 3s in Michigan where she was angry and oppressed, it was a moment of thanksgiving of God's amazing transformation in her life.
The best of bros.
Fritz and Granddad enjoying a boat ride back from a Texas island.
You never know what you might find on the beach. Actually I still don't know what this is.
My strong, complex, outdoor girl.
Alex is growing and growing. His feet are my size. He is becoming such a handsome young man.
This little cutie loves all things frilly and girly. This picture makes me feel old as she is wearing my ballerina dress from one enchanted Christmas many moons ago.
Ben and I toured this fabulous estate and the grounds were lovely.
We bought a new car.