Country Boy

Took Owen to the country today! We went out to pick some peaches! He loved the fresh flowers and always enjoys time with Grandma! We are so thankful to be so close to wonderful outdoor adventures.

8 Months!

8 Months!

This month was a difficult month. Someday Owen will understand why.

July was hard because my sweet and dear Grandaddy passed away this month. Grandaddy LOVED watching Owen play. He loved seeing him discover the world around him. Upon first meeting Owen, Grandaddy announced "He has my eyes." He was right! Owen has bright blue eyes that remind me of Grandaddy.

We will miss him a great deal. We look forward to seeing you someday Grandad, we will expect a big hug at those pearly gates.

Boat Ride!

It is summer time! We packed up a picnic and headed to a river nearby to take Owen on his first boat ride! HE WOULD NOT SIT STILL! Mike and I had to take turns. This guy is STRONG! I am not sure what he wanted but he would full out leap out of our lap. As you can see, it was difficult to get a good picture.

7 Months!

This is what teething looks like. Teething pretty much consumed all of month seven. It was a hard race but those suckers soon popped through the gums- THANK GOODNESS! All things considered, he is still the sweetest boy ever!

Fathers Day!

A fine image of what being a father can look like. 

This fathers day I am thankful for the daddy's in my life!

My own father is a superb example of what unconditional love looks like. And Mikes dad is a prime example of what true sacrifices in life are like.

And then there is MY BABIES DADDY! Mike is such a loving man. He takes such pride in watching Owen grow and develop and learn new "tricks!"

Thank God for Earthly Fathers!

First Real Booboo

I do not post this post to make the individual feel bad, I post this post to show what I have learned. What Jesus has taught me...

It was a total accident.

Owen was accidentally burned. Not by me, but it could have been a mistake that even I could have made. It broke my heart to see his skin bubble up in first and second degree burns. The doctor comforted him, and us. Owen was fine. But there was still a mark. I had to put ointment on it at each diaper change. My heart broke every time I saw it. It was a mark on his sweet perfect skin that was there because of someone elses mistake. Someone elses accident. Someone elses sin.

Then one night, I sat rocking him sweetly before bedtime. I was thinking about his scar from his burn. This scar was there and it was totally not his fault.

This reminded me of our Heavenly Father...

God sent his Son to earth knowing that he would receive scars. He would get these scars on purpose. Jesus could have denied his calling and gone free of scar, but Jesus had a divine role to play! God knew what His Son would have to do to save the world. It must have been so difficult to send his Son to earth to bare these scars. You see, Jesus was not at fault, he was innocent. Jesus got his scars because of someone elses mistakes, someone elses accidents, someone elses sin.

I praise my God for loving his people so much that He made a way for us to be SAVED! I praise Jesus for baring scars from the cross because of everyone elses sin. What a mighty God we serve!

So, my son has a scar, it was not his fault. But we all learned something from it.

Mothers Day!

Since having my own child I have come to realize just how amazing Mothers truly are! I have two of the best motherly examples a girl could ask for

I can not even begin to explain the cherished moments I have had with my own mother! And the story is similar with Mike's Mom, Judi. I will tell you that having a child has made me understand JUST HOW MUCH you had to sacrifice to raise your kids! Being a mom is tough work! I am glad I have both of you to show me how its done!

Love you both and Happy Mothers Day!