It's that time again
Hot. H. O. T. Yes, summer is in the air, and praise the Lord for air conditioning. Trey seems most comfy this way:
The garden is looking very good at this point. We're praying hard that it continues to grow well. I've got an empty chest freezer and probably a hundred canning jars just aching to be filled up.
Brandon's summer break is getting closer and closer. Until being married to a teacher I never realized that teachers look forward to summer more than students do. He and Trey will have some great man time.
And the first of seven summer babies due among our various friends has arrived. So we'll be doing a lot of throwing of baby showers, calling, visiting, cooking, holding newborns... Such a blessing. Babies just make you happy.
Another thing this summer brings is Trey's 2nd birthday. I can't believe my baby will turn two. I am so full of joy over his life, and at the same time so sad that every day that passes is another day I can't ever have back. For Mother's Day, Brandon gave me a collage of snapshots of Trey from his birth through now. It's so strange to look at those pictures and think how my precious baby grew to be this amazing little boy.
Oh me. I'm already misty and the birthday is still a month away. Help.
The garden is looking very good at this point. We're praying hard that it continues to grow well. I've got an empty chest freezer and probably a hundred canning jars just aching to be filled up.
Brandon's summer break is getting closer and closer. Until being married to a teacher I never realized that teachers look forward to summer more than students do. He and Trey will have some great man time.
And the first of seven summer babies due among our various friends has arrived. So we'll be doing a lot of throwing of baby showers, calling, visiting, cooking, holding newborns... Such a blessing. Babies just make you happy.
Another thing this summer brings is Trey's 2nd birthday. I can't believe my baby will turn two. I am so full of joy over his life, and at the same time so sad that every day that passes is another day I can't ever have back. For Mother's Day, Brandon gave me a collage of snapshots of Trey from his birth through now. It's so strange to look at those pictures and think how my precious baby grew to be this amazing little boy.
Oh me. I'm already misty and the birthday is still a month away. Help.
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