Do-over

Don't you hate it when you think of JUST the right thing to say but it's hours too late? That happened to me today so I'm going to answer it on this blog, even though this person won't read it. Someone I see fairly often but don't really know all that well made a comment to me to the effect that I seem to have it all together. I just basically changed the subject. Well, what I should have done was laugh hysterically. No one has it all together. I don't think I've been "posing" to this person but I don't know her well and typically see her in a group setting, so there's no opportunity for real conversation. Anyway, I should have said that it's only by the grace of God that I'm married still (and happily!) and that I fall so short of who I was made to be every single day. I continue to sin, even knowing that my actions are grieving the Lord, I do them anyway. I get frustrated with my kids and husband. I drop the ball with my family. My mom had to call me today to tell me she's had the flu for almost a week! How did I go a week without talking to her??? This person comments almost every time I see her that I'm happy. I would have liked to tell her that my joy comes from the Lord, not any thing that I've been able to do for myself. It feels good to get the right answer out there even if it's to a different audience.

Switching gears, we have been crazy busy lately. We're not usually busy people so it will be nice to get back in our homebody routine :) We went to see Wicked and it was so so good. Tom and I saw it in New York and were looking forward to seeing it again. We ended up sitting right next to our neighbors! Random.  It was even more special because we went with close friends and were able to celebrate another birthday with them. Tom and I have been so blessed by their friendship. Also, we had our friends fundraising dinner and it was FABULOUS. They had a great turnout and will be getting their kids this month! Yay! If you live in San Antonio and have not been to the Paesano's on 1604, check it out. December's End performed and they are so good. I like nothing better than to be outside, listening to great music, spending time with good friends. My kind of night.

And the boys had a fun playdate. Harris is still talking about it. Thank you mom for the new jungle gym!

We went to a couple of birthday parties.

Harris LOVES this little girl, our neighbor. He only has that look on his face because he had an audience and that's what he does when he gets shy.  We also went to one at Fiesta Farms. This place is always a hit.

Ok, do you notice Walker's fingers? All he wanted to do was stick his fingers in a goat's nose. Tom had to pick him up and carry him out of there. Why would he want to do that? He is such a mess!

Harris fearlessly rode a pony. Walker didn't want to this time, so he rode a sawhorse instead.

Ok, below are just some things the boys have said/done that I want to remember.
I told Harris I loved him and he said "That makes me happy." He woke up late today so I told him he didn't have to nap, but he needed to stay in his room and have some downtime for awhile. At some point, he must have decided he was tired because he turned his sound machine on, turned the light off, and sacked out.

Walker wants to sing songs and dance. Head,  shoulders, knees and toes makes him giggle and he does his little hands a certain way when he wants to sing Itsy Bitsy Spider. He's starting to say more things and able to follow directions and pick up what we say. I love this stage. He also comes charging up to me and wants a hug. He'll lay his head on my shoulder and pat my back, saying Ahhhhhh. That sweet boy is so affectionate. Harris will hold his arms out and Walker will run into them and they'll hug each other. I have video but it's on the other computer and Tom's working. He probably wouldn't appreciate being asked to stop for a blog post :)

I like to mediate on the verses below for what's happening with international adoption in Ethiopia right now. From Psalm 10
¹⁷ You, LORD, hear the desire of the afflicted;
   you encourage them, and you listen to their cry,
¹⁸ defending the fatherless and the oppressed,
   so that mere earthly mortals
   will never again strike terror.