Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Christmas 2017

Matching pajamas. Squeals of excitement. Pure joy from three little boys. That's what I want to remember of this Christmas.

Thursday, December 14, 2017

Three Boys In The Snow

We got our first dusting, and the boys were so eager to get out and play in it!

Henry was happy as a clam; the cold didn't bother him one bit. When he finally came inside, and I peeled his clothes off of him, his skin was as red as a lobster!

Of course, I could not enjoy the snow with the boys because of the damage to my vestibular nerve. My sensitivity to light made the snow day quite painful for me. I'm so glad my guys could enjoy it. They're the things bringing me joy these days.

Friday, December 8, 2017

Jack's 5th Birthday Party

Last weekend, we celebrated Jack's 5th birthday party at a trampoline park. He invited five friends, and he had a wonderful time. My mom was able to come in town also. I can't believe he's five!

Friday, November 24, 2017


I'm going to be honest, this wasn't my favorite Thanksgiving. I was planning to be in Little Rock, with all of my family. And instead, I was at home battling vestibular neuritis--basically, constant dizziness (I'm now on day 13) and vision problems. 

But, I was determined to make a Thanksgiving meal for my very disappointed little boys. They asked for two things: brownies and sausage pinwheels.

They were all to happy to lend a hand with the brownies!

I also made an apple pie. It came out pretty, and it tasted delicious.

This is probably the last time I'll get out the china before we move. The table looked beautiful.

The boys spent some time playing outside, while I sat on the front porch and did a bit of sewing.

Thankful for a husband who loves me. Thankful for three healthy baby boys. Thankful for friends and family.

Best part? Jack said, "This was the best Thanksgiving ever, and your meal made me feel SO loved!"

Saturday, November 11, 2017

Last Autumn In Virginia

Well, autumn is certainly here. And my two maples in the front yard are exploding with their glorious, God-given colors. See that little red-leafed maple on the right? I planted that four years ago, our first fall season in this house.

This house has held so many wonderful, happy memories. It's odd--of course, I knew we were going to live in Virginia for five years. But now that the five years is quickly approaching the finish line, I suddenly feel nostalgic for our years here. And I'm equally daunted at the task of starting all over again.

Nonetheless, we're soaking up our time here in Roanoke, and we are most definitely thrilled to be moving much closer to family. I will just never forget what it has been like to experience autumn year after year in the Blue Ridge Mountains. What a breathtaking treat.