Bless His Heart
Well, bless his heart, he got his Mama’s ears.

Let’s just hope he learns to listen sooner than she did. 🙂
xCC
Well, bless his heart, he got his Mama’s ears.

Let’s just hope he learns to listen sooner than she did. 🙂
xCC
The sights we “b” enjoying around these parts these days…
Beautiful bowls at the V&A Waterfront

Bathtime and Blue Eyes on a warm afternoon

Big and Baby Brother, just getting acquainted

Birds busy outside our window

Babies in Blue

Birds on Boats

Basking Bull terriers!

Boys in blue shirts be-dressing themselves

Isaiah 40:11 says “He will feed His flock like a shepherd; He will gather the lambs with His arm, And carry them in His bosom, And gently lead those who are with young.”

The Lord has been gentle with me these days, where I only find brief moments to meet with Him — the long drinks of daily morning study are a bit hindered by present circumstances, and tiredness keeps me from seeking Him long in the evenings.
But I have made a fresh discovery. It is as Jesus said: “Lo, I am with you always.”
And in these moments, as I try to remember if I’ve rinsed the shampoo from my hair or as I grab a pinch of salt to stir into a banana bread loaf-to-be, I find Him and thank Him, mentioning in the moment something great or small I want to bring to His throne. Surrendering future plans. Thanking Him for present joys. Even letting go of things past that have long needed letting go of.
Even with just a moment.
I watch a newborn tummy rise and fall, one breath after another, and I pause standing over the tiny sleeper to thank the Creator of the Universe who is enabling each one of those breaths to be. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Thank You, Lord. Thank You, Lord.
Perhaps you find yourself in a season of hurry. Perhaps your heart or your circumstances are a hindrance to long walks or long talks, deep reading or quiet prayers.
Know that each moment is an opportunity.
Though I cannot stand long at the vat of grace just now, still it seems that with these short draughts of thankfulness, my cup overflows.
xCC
We’re a little concerned about the Bear. It seems like ever since his Baby Brother arrived, he hasn’t been his usual friendly self.

He doesn’t seem to want to act silly very much.

He’s missing that usual spring in his step.

He never seems to be excitedly scurrying about

And we’re just wondering where the Bear Bear spunk has gone.

At least we can get him to smile every once in a while.

Do you think I should call the doctor? 😉
xCC
Although it was a clever guess, Baby Brother was not hanging out in the drying rack yesterday.
Let’s be honest. This chunky monkey isn’t fitting in any dish drying racks I’ve seen.

Although we might’ve had some fun on the pool deck, there was a fire on the hills and it was really smokey around here yesterday, so we stayed indoors all afternoon.

And although Hero Hubs might like to suggest that we would hang our second-born son from the rafters…

I’m a little more on the risk-averse end of the mothering spectrum…

so loading our bundle of joy

into a thoroughly tidied fireplace on a towel and blanket

Is about as risky as I’m gonna get!

Well done, Katharine! Here are FIVE virtual high-fives for your cleverness!
(Do you have a Jetmaster fireplace, too?)
Thanks for playing, everybody! Did you guys think those were super schweet? (Or am I a gushing newborn-mommy?)
xCC