Thursday, April 28, 2011

11 months already?

Well, I broke the news to Kate that, as of tomorrow morning, there will be yet another Princess Kate. 

I'm quite sure that she simply doesn't care.  I think she knows that she'll always be my favorite princess. 

But I'm not gonna lie, I would like love to watch the 4 am (our time) ceremony.  However, I like love watching the back of my eyelids a little more.  I think it's crazy how, on the news, they've been interviewing people who have just packed up and headed to London for the royal wedding, just because they "thought it'd be fun."  Is that crazy or what?  Who does that?  Apparently their fun and my fun do not share the same budget.

Plus, I know that there will be crazy amounts of media coverage and I'll be able to soak it all in when I wake up...which will probably be around 5 am because my man usually wants a bottle around that time.  Hamp, not Matt, just in case you got confused. I have two men, remember?

I will tell you though, that I am a big fan of Kate Middleton.  Not that I could even list 5 facts about her (because I couldn't), but that's neither here nor there.  I like the idea of liking Kate.  And she's got great style that appears effortless.  And since I'm sitting here in an old t-shirt and running shorts with my hair in a pony (along with an unidentified number of bobby pins holding back my strays), it appears Effortless and I are the best of friends.  Only, my effortless is way less attractive than hers.  Dang.  I bet M to the Izz-A wishes Effortless and I would have a falling out and wouldn't be quite so chummy.  Then, maybe Effort and I could get a jump start on a beautiful friendship.

And while I'm being all open-bookish and stuff about who I'm a fan of, I'll also tell you that I whole-heartedly would love to go to the Taylor Swift concert that's coming to my area in the fall.  Because Claude knows I live vicariously through every curled tendril on that girl's head. 

Okay I'm getting carried away,  let's get to the heart of this post... 

Hamp is now 11 months old.  And now I wanna cry.  I cannot, I repeat, CANNOT, believe he's gonna be 1 year old next month.  We want him to stay 'yittle'.  So now I'm planning his first birthday party and while planning parties is fun, I can't help but think of his little newborn-self staring up at me when I first held him in the hospital.  Where did the time go?

Shoes are overrated.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

3 egg hunts later, it's still all about our Risen Savior

"There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus."
Romans 8:1     (Refreshing, isn't it?)

"...that Christ died for our sins in accordance with the Scriptures, that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day in accordance with the Scriptures, and that he appeared to Cephas, then to the twelve."
1 Corinthians 15: 3-5 


In love "he predestined us for adoption to the purpose of his will, to the praise of his glorious grace, with which he has blessed us in the Beloved.  In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of our trespasses, according to his riches of his grace, which he lavished upon us, in all wisdom and insight making known to us the mystery of his will, according to his purpose, which he set forth in Christ as a plan for the fullness of time, to unite all things in heaven and things on earth."
Ephesians 1:5-10

He has risen indeed.  Thanks be to God.

Our Easter week was a busy one but thankfully it was filled with lots of family time.  But (isn't there always a but?) if I see one more shred of artificial grass on the floor, I may just scream.  Loud.  Just when I think I've gotten all of it up, I catch a piece staring at me out of the corner of my eye.  Seriously.  Staring at me.

Easter party at preschool:

Lyndi and Kate

singing their Easter songs

Coloring eggs:

Church Easter party:

 special friends

Easter Sunday:

The obligatory family Easter pic


Anna and Hamp

Hamp's first beach trip:

Sara Gale and Kate

eating sand

sweet moments

With each year that passes, I feel more blessed...beyond my deserving.  I'm not worthy.  But I'm so thankful that God's sees me differently.  He doesn't need me, but he wants me. 

Something I'm starting to realize is that the same grace that saved me is the same grace that will get me through the mistakes of my daily life.  (One of Furtick's blog post really brought this to my attention: see more here.)

I'm so thankful for the grace that our sweet Lord and Savior has given to those who believe.

Hope everyone had a great Easter!

Friday, April 22, 2011

She loves the Boatright Boys

Some of you may remember when I posted about my friend Kerri's baby shower last month.  Well, Cooper Jack has arrived...two weeks early! 

And if you're wanting to read about her amazing, crazy birth story (which I know you do!), click HERE.

Since I wasn't able to take the kiddos with me when I went to meet him for the first time in the hospital, I took them to meet the new little guy last Monday.  While Hamp was content with just exploring ground level, Kate spent every second playing her heart out with the absolute cuteness that is Brock, and his new little brother, Cooper.  Need I say it again?  She LOVES the Boatright Boys!  I love them too, and their Mama is so very special to me.

So adorable and cuddly

Back to playing...

"Next time, can you just leave me there by myself, Mama?  And bring my bed."