Monday, January 12

I think we might come back to blogging.

Hello? Is anyone there? Does anyone ever wonder if this blog exists anymore? If I wrote a post, would you read it? Would you smile if I showed you a giant picture of my boy? I kind of miss writing. I think I shall return.

Well, we tried another blog host. I don't adapt quickly to new methods. It looked AMAZING. My husband really gave it a special touch. He posted some cool thoughts and such. I kind of wish it had worked out. I waited too long to continue to write though, so while we are weighing the costs and benefits of the new site, I will revisit my old stomping ground here on blogger.

We have another child now. It played the best practical joke and defied sonogram reports of being a girl. Happy to add to our boy collection with Seth.

He is even squishier than he looks. 

A lot has happened in the last year. Last two years. This life. Some is really happy. Memories I hope I can somehow save from sleep-deprived short term memory archiving. Some is really dark. The kind of dark that you can't see your hand in front of your face. Someday I might be able to blog about how God shines in the dark. But, to wade into writing again I will stick to some hum-drum, cute kids, very real, but incomplete perspective of my life. Welcome to the broken pot that still overflows with abundant life, and leaks God's love through cracks. 

This may be why adding on to our house is taking longer than we expected... 

You can just see how thrilled London is with this photo op.


  1. I have missed your blogs. If you write - I will read! (Like building a baseball diamond in a corn field), love you all.

  2. I loved your post. Please keep writing as time permits. Love you, Mom T:)

  3. You know I will read your posts and enjoy your giant pictures of your boys. Just whenever you are ready and able.