A Lovely afternoon

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I have to say it-I have one funny girl. She is always making me laugh both intentionally (she has discovered tickling, but that is another story) and unintentionally. Tonight was completely unintentional. My family was sitting around chowing down on fried chicken and corn on the cob, and Zoey just kept fussing and whining. We could not figure out what was wrong with her. She kept making the sign for more, which in Zoese is want. Then she kept pointing to the corn on the cob. Finally, just to make her be quiet, we just gave her a whole ear of corn. I thought she might play with it for awhile, but the girl was seriously jonesing for some corn on the cob. She knawed almost all the corn off. It was hilarious. That tiny mouth would open as wide as it could, and those 5 little teeth would work overtime. But she was happy. We were cracking up the entire time.

A Dear John Letter

Dear John--

When I was sitting in church today listening to the man talk about being a good father, I felt peaceful. You are a wonderful father. Being a parent is so scary. There are a million things that one can do wrong. I feel like I am constantly making mistakes with Zoey. However, as scared as I am about messing up, I feel better knowing that you are by my side raising our daughter. It gives me peace. Zoey is a blessed girl to have such a great dad. Your love for your daughter is so apparent. You work hard to provide for her; you make church a priority in her young life; you make sure that she hears sweet things come across your lips although she is so young. You love her mother. You love the Lord that created her. I love to watch you love our daughter. It makes me love you all the more. John, I feel peaceful knowing that as the years pass and we add to our family and watch them grow up, you will be leading our family with love and faith. I love you. Zoey loves you. We are two lucky, lucky girls. Happy Father's Day, dear love.

Love,
A very blessed wife

Wordless Wednesday

What I love about Sundays

As much as I detest getting up early, I love Sunday mornings. The main reason that I love Sundays is because I am a part of the praise team at church. I prayed for years for God to allow me to use the gift he gave me for his glorification. I was looking for instant gratification and I never understood why he would not want me to be leading worship. I think I may finally have an answer for that. During my quiet time this week, God showed me that when we wait on his timing, the reward is so much better than we become impatient and try to achieve what we want for ourselves. Of course God knew that our family would end up at Summer Creek Baptist church. And this is the best praise team that I could ask for. We have gone through some changes, but being a part of this praise team is one of the biggest blessings of my life. My favorite thing about being a "lead worshiper" as our preacher would say is that I have the privilege of watching my friends worship. It is such a sweet time. I feel like watching my friends lifting their hearts and voices is a peek of what Heaven is going to be like. I love it when the instruments stop playing and everyone is singing together. I can close my eyes and imagine that we are members of the Heavenly choir. Oh bliss. I am so humbled that God would allow me to stand in the front of his church and sing his praises. I really cannot understand why someone like me with all my flaws would be allowed to help lead worship, but God's grace says that I can and more importantly, that I should. God is so good. On that note, I stole THIS from my brother in laws blog, and it just drove home what I have been feeling all day.

Dancing queen

Zoey the Menace

Zoey has a love of animals, and much to Daisy's chagrin, she main object of Zoey's affection. For the most part, Daisy is a good sport, but there are times that Daisy just needs her "me" time. Zoey doesn't seem to understand the concept of personal space as demonstrated by the below pictures. Daisy often tries to find the one place that Zoey cannot find her, but Zoey is wiley in her own right, and she finds a way to torment that poor cat.



Zoey has also found way to torment mommy. She is simply into EVERYTHING these days. On Wednsday, I was putting the dishes away, and I turned to put the plates away and when I turned around I was surprised to find this little show:

Daring to go where no Zoey has gone before.

Finding the courage to stand

One small step for mankind; one giant step for babies everywhere.
Victory!