flashback friday

Welcome to Flashback Friday, wherein I shamelessly post blog posts of yesteryear in the name of familial nostalgia!

MONDAY, MAY 3, 2010

old school sunday

I forgot to post an old school Sunday photo yesterday, so I hope you don’t mind if I catch up today. Mine and Shawn’s 5th wedding anniversary is coming up on the 14th, so I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately about our last days as “two,” and our early days as “one.” This photo was taken at our wedding rehearsal on the 13th of May. I don’t remember who took it (though I appreciate them doing so, it’s one of my favorites), or even at what point during the rehearsal this was taken. What I do know is that embrace right there is one of my favorite places to be – even five years later.


home sick

I’m certainly not prone to being home sick. In fact, I went to college, spent a summer in the Pocono Mountains, went to England for three months, and then moved eight hours away from my family – all without feeling a bit homesick. To be clear – I love my family, am very close with them, and missed them. I just never ached for home or cried over not being near my family.

Until recently. I wouldn’t say I’m home sick as much as I am familysick. I miss being around people who know us and love us – not because of what we can do/have done in ministry – but because we belong to them. I miss being able to talk candidly with someone except Shawn about my fears, stresses, and frustrations. I miss having parents around who know we’re completely stubborn sometimes, but desperately love us anyway. This “family sickness” of mine has been so strong at times that my heart tangibly aches.

This is something I’ve largely kept to myself though – I haven’t wanted to make either of our families feel guilty, and I haven’t wanted to make Shawn feel guilty that we can’t travel for awhile. So I’m positive that you can imagine my delight when Shawn told me that his Mom, Dad, sister, nephew, and niece will be visiting on Memorial Day weekend! And then I heard from my Mom this week that they’d be coming down for a visit in May, too! I cannot wait to see our family and for Bug to see his grandparents, aunt, and cousins. It’s funny to me that I’ve been so sad over missing family for the past two or three months, and we’ll get to spend time with so much of our family all in one month! I’m so grateful to see God providing for us in everything we need – even my emotional homesick needs.

Besides, I mean really – who wouldn’t want to see more of this face?


flashback friday

Welcome to Flashback Friday, wherein I shamelessly post blog posts of yesteryear in the name of familial nostalgia!


toolbox on my head

So I’ve been on vacation this past week, and apparently vastly overestimated the amount of time I’d have to sew/clean/love on Bug. I’m a big list-maker, I’m a stickler to my to-do lists, and I get a little antsy when I don’t get things done as I’d like. As it turns out, being on vacation doesn’t actually add an extra six hours to your day, and your toddler doesn’t know that vacation week means 1) sleeping in, and 2) letting Mommy get a lot of work done. So I’m shifting my focus to instead concentrate on getting as much sewing done as I can and spending some quality time with J. Bug.

Speaking of quality time with Bug, he’s learning like crazy right now. He now knows the sounds that the cow, puppy, and pig make, and he’s working on the “baaaaa” of the sheep. He can sign, “all done,” “more,” and “water,” and does them all on a regular basis. He can also identify my head, nose, and eyes (by pointing to it when I ask where it is). It seems like he was a little bit behind with communicating, so I’m excited to see him catching up a little bit (and yeah….I’m excited to not have to guess fifty-eleven things to find what he wants , too).

And now for your viewing pleasure, I present a video of play time with Bug. Which is pretty random, to be quite honest. A few months ago, he started putting the toolbox from Grammy and Grampy on his head and laughing at himself. You’ll see that he still enjoys his super cool toolbox helmet…


holy crap, we gave birth to “my buddy.”

Very sophisticated and refined folks are we. Shawn declared “Holy crap, we gave birth to ‘My Buddy’” last night while we were flipping through the channels and stopped on VH1′s I love the 80s. We spent the better part of our night last night proving this hypothesis. I present to you the evidence of our ‘My Buddy-look-alike’ child (the evidence would’ve been more convincing if I could have found a shaggy haired picture of him looking at the camera with his big blue eyes). Still, I think you’ll find that our evidence proves beyond reasonable doubt that we did, indeed, give birth to My Buddy. If we were having a girl, a joke about Kid Sister would be perfect here, but instead I’ll just include a retro commercial clip for your enjoyment.

click this YouTube link.


flashback friday

Welcome to Flashback Friday, wherein I shamelessly post blog posts of yesteryear in the name of familial nostalgia!

MONDAY, APRIL 26, 2010

mondays are tough on everyone

…sometimes your plans just don’t work out like you think they will.

SUNDAY, APRIL 25, 2010

old school sunday

Shawn being ordained as a minister the day before we graduated. I think it was at that moment that the real gravity and responsibility of going into ministry hit me. Five years later, and I’m still honored to be on this adventure with him.

camp, take one

The boys and I have been so excited to accompany Shawn this summer while he scopes out a couple of camp options for the future. Never one to turn down a chance to go to camp or spend quality family time together, I’m always excited when we get invited along!

On this particular 4- hour drive I started to feel nauseated, and it only got worse after we stopped at subway for dinner. I get carsick easily though, so I was hoping getting to camp would settle my stomach down. Instead, I got sick when Shawn went into the main cabin to get our keys and didn’t stop getting sick until the next morning. I limped along on the tour, hoping the director wouldn’t notice I’d ducked into the bathroom to vomit, and doing my best to simultaneously keep the boys from getting in the way or running off. I actually successfully hid the fact that I was so sick from the director until we were saying our good-byes, and well – I didn’t get to the bathroom in time.

Despite being sick, I still thoroughly enjoyed the visit, and more importantly, the boys had a blast!




We stopped at the Blue Bell Creamery on our way home, and I was a little bummed that I couldn’t have ice cream. Crackers and sprite for me! 20140710-141701-51421212.jpg



I’ve been trying to blog from my phone for a few days now (largely because most of my photos are taken with my phone nowadays), but every time I add more than a handful of photos it crashes the app. Clearly the cuteness of my boys is just too much for any one blog to handle.

So we’re still here, staying busy and active in our usual summer state. I’ve enjoyed stepping back from this blog to give myself some space to think about why I blog and how much information is appropriate to share. I’ve definitely missed having a place to hold some of our family memories – a place that holds not only our photos, but also the stories and thoughts that accompany them. A picture is worth a thousand words only if you don’t have chronic mommy-brain and can barely remember taking the photo.

So hopefully without crashing the app, I can share a couple of photos of our summer so far..with more to come!


Shawn brought Cohen a vuvuzela home from a soccer game. He brought that loud instrument of torture into our home…on purpose.


I built a makeshift swing for the boys, about which they were stoked. I recently replaced the board with a tire, but they don’t seem to enjoy it as much as the simple board swing.

The boys played “duck, duck, goose” in the backyard…by themselves. It was precious and they were just a giggling away.

I’m afraid to add more photos for fear that I’ll lose the entire post, but hopefully this is enough to let you know that we’re alive, well, and happy!