I'll teach Stephen for giving me crap about not posting...

Playing napping with Daddy 6-14-2010

PlayDoh Train 6-7-2010

Mommy and Josiah made new shelves for Josiah's train set- May 2010

Josiah did Adaya's hair, May 25, 2010

Always crafting 5-16-2010

Was put into time out (at top of stairs). Threw and fit about it. Kept getting up and getting books to read. Got books taken away and books went into toy/book time out. Continued to throw a fit. Got up and got blankies and dollies, laid down at the top of the stair, quit crying, and fell asleep. 5-11-2010

Stickers go everywhere, 4-24-10

Walking on the ceiling with Daddy's help. 4-19-10

Summer reading and writing

Today, on the first day of summer vacation, Josiah was overly eager to do his summer homework. I thought it was a bit odd for the first day of summer. I wonder how long it will last.

We made a deal. For every 5 minutes that he reads aloud to me, I will read one chapter to him. He read twice today for 15 minutes each, reading two whole books. I got to read 6 chapters. I cheated, they are short chapters and only took me 20 minutes total.

He also wrote today. He drew a picture of himself, Wes, and Adaya at a reptile zoo. He wrote 4 sentences about it. Then declared himself done. Then he went on to tell me this amazing tale. I suggested he write that down too. He didn't want to. So I wrote it down for him. The story ended with Josiah and Wes flying to Africa...

Something tells me he misses Ashby.

Stations of the Cross

It's hard to post cuteness when it's trapped inside the camera

Adaya and Hannah at Great Grandpa and Great Grandma Bethune's house, Easter Sunday.

Grandma Bethune and Adaya on Eater Sunday

Coloring Eggs on the Saturday before Easter

Counting chocolate eggs from the the Alpenrose Easter Egg Hunt - "One, two, three, six, seven!"

Showers are fun. Mommy lets you drink the water. Spring break at the beach, washing the sand off.

St Patrick's Day cup cake, thanks Juli.

Post second hair cut photo. She'll leave the hair pretty in for anyone but mom.

They crawled into bed together during our spring break beach trip.

Coloring together, isn't that sweet...

they're supposed to be safe...

Every morning I stand at the corner with my son. The bus stops. I watch him climb the stairs and sit down in the front seat.

My heart breaks for the family of a local 2nd grader. He was at school this morning, but didn't come home. Where is he? Where'd did he go after the science fair? Why did he never show up in class? They're supposed to be safe.

I watch my son climb those steps and I walk back to the house. He's on the bus, the yellow limo. He'll get off the bus at the school and walk to his classroom. He will be safe, won't he?

Lord, protect this little boy. Wrap him in your arms. Bring someone to find him, soon. Protect him. Place him back in the arms of his family. May his family know that our prayers are with him and them, that our hearts weep with them.