Thursday, April 24, 2008
Baby Naps
I love Jude so much, I love to be with him and play and see him grow and change. I also love it when he takes a nap - I get some "me" time, time to work, time to catch up on things. I listen to him breath and stir on the baby monitor while I go about my stuff. I also know it's good for him, healthy. I also love it when he wakes up and I can go pull him out of his crib and he gives me a big hug.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Les Schwab
Gosh, I love these guys. You buy tires from them once and it's a purchase that keeps on giving! Screws in the tire, they'll patch it and fix for free. Swap out your snow tires - free. It's quick and easy and they even have free popcorn while you wait.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Monday, April 07, 2008
Music
I love music - so many different genres and styles. Rock, dance, techno, classical, reggae, pop, gospel, blues, country, folk, americana, jazz, acid jazz, rap, hip hop, alternative, 50s, 60s, 80s... You get the idea. I was listening the radio in the car the other day, a country station because a friend of mine is a dj so I was just checking it out. There was a song that came on and it was great - it's the reason I love country music...
Daddy's been a back-row Baptist, With his share of front-row sin.
His Saturday night still on his breathe, Every Sunday when he'd walk in.
He's never led the Benediction, He's never sang in the choir.
But he's an angel with no halo, An' one wing in the fire.
Mamma lives by the Bible, The Bible lives by the bed.
An' she's lied alone so many nights, With scriptures in her head.
Prayin': "Good Lord, just be with him, "I know his Faith is tired,
"But he's an angel with no halo, "An' one wing in the fire."
"An' I know he lives a little left of livin' right, "An he's come close to goin' way to far a few times. "But I'd trade a thousand prayers if just one prayer would come true: "Lord, please believe in him, like I believe in you."
Daddy's always been there for me, From T-Ball to touchdowns.
Fixed my car an' fixed my heart, When they've been broken down.
I know he calls for more forgiveness, Than most folks do require,
But he's an angel with no halo, An' one wing in the fire.
An' I know he lives a little left of livin' right, An he's come close to goin' way to far a few times. But I'd trade a thousand prayers if just one prayer would come true:
Lord, please believe in him, like I believe in you.
Well, I just can't imagine, What Heaven might be like. If me an' Mamma make it,
Without Daddy by our side.
Lord, could you please remember, When it's time to call us higher:
That he's an angel with no halo, An' one wing in the fire.
Trent Tomlinson
Music moves like nothing else - to raise our hopes, to comfort us, to inspire, and it can drag us down (sometimes in a good way) - there are albums that I can only listen to sparingly as they speak too clearly to my melancholic heart.
Thank You God for the gift of music.
Daddy's been a back-row Baptist, With his share of front-row sin.
His Saturday night still on his breathe, Every Sunday when he'd walk in.
He's never led the Benediction, He's never sang in the choir.
But he's an angel with no halo, An' one wing in the fire.
Mamma lives by the Bible, The Bible lives by the bed.
An' she's lied alone so many nights, With scriptures in her head.
Prayin': "Good Lord, just be with him, "I know his Faith is tired,
"But he's an angel with no halo, "An' one wing in the fire."
"An' I know he lives a little left of livin' right, "An he's come close to goin' way to far a few times. "But I'd trade a thousand prayers if just one prayer would come true: "Lord, please believe in him, like I believe in you."
Daddy's always been there for me, From T-Ball to touchdowns.
Fixed my car an' fixed my heart, When they've been broken down.
I know he calls for more forgiveness, Than most folks do require,
But he's an angel with no halo, An' one wing in the fire.
An' I know he lives a little left of livin' right, An he's come close to goin' way to far a few times. But I'd trade a thousand prayers if just one prayer would come true:
Lord, please believe in him, like I believe in you.
Well, I just can't imagine, What Heaven might be like. If me an' Mamma make it,
Without Daddy by our side.
Lord, could you please remember, When it's time to call us higher:
That he's an angel with no halo, An' one wing in the fire.
Trent Tomlinson
Music moves like nothing else - to raise our hopes, to comfort us, to inspire, and it can drag us down (sometimes in a good way) - there are albums that I can only listen to sparingly as they speak too clearly to my melancholic heart.
Thank You God for the gift of music.
Friday, April 04, 2008
Cameras
I love that I can capture so many moments of our life on film and video. I can share it with others, I can go back and see what has happened, I can rejoice in the blessings we have. Cameras help me to express my creativity, they help me to work, they help me to communicate. Love them!
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
Jesse Cyrus Taylor Smith
Jesse turned 1 today. His is an amazing story and journey and I am so thankful that he joined our family a year ago today. He is heaps of fun - he's brought joy and fulfillment to his parents and to the rest of our family. He's a beautiful boy; happy, healthy and full of life. Love him so much. Thank You God for this wonderful person that You brought into our lives.
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