And Happy Birthday

Happy, happy birthday to my dear, wonderful husband, who has had MUCH better birthdays in his 38 years. He is still very much feeling the effects of his shoulder surgery last Tuesday, and a full night's sleep is still eluding him. I thought it would be wrong to post a picture of him all drugged up in his jammies and a skull cap, so here's a picture of him with the birthday girls getting ready to go out to eat as a birthday treat. I love you, Daniel!

(more about the adorable birthday girls later!) *sigh* again

Procrastination

You know that place where you feel like you won't ever get caught up unless you don't sleep for 108 hours straight and so you don't attempt anything because of the sheer weight of inertia?
Yeah, that's where I am.
Sorry, folks. I'll try to overcome my need for sleep and get my pictures organized once and for all.
In the meantime, here's a few from our trip to the pumpkin farm a MONTH AGO. *sigh* (This is the pumpkin farm where, ironically, we came home without any pumpkins. But a good time was had by all.)
Love,
Casey

Blast From the Past (2)

I'm organizing pictures online, and I'm enjoying the stroll down memory lane. So I thought I'd post a few for y'all to enjoy.
Note - I am not organizing pictures this far back, thankfully; otherwise, I'd be rocking back and forth in the fetal position. I just got sidetracked and wasted about half an hour looking through old photos.
More recent photos to come when I've organized them, like our trip to the pumpkin patch.
Love,
Casey

This first photo is of Shiloh when we visited Wimpole Hall and Home Farm in England for lambing season. It was our first experience with the weird picnicking habits of the Brits. Do you see that Shiloh is wearing a hat and coat? Yeah. We ate outside, along with all the other Brits who brought their little thermoses (sp?) of tea and their Marmite sandwiches. We were freezing, and it was all very strange.This picture of Cora is also from England at the playground on RAF Alconbury. She still has that same wide smile and friendly, cheerful eyes. We went to the playground the other day, and some kids from an after school program were outside. I helped Nathaniel with his bike, looked around to find Cora and said, "Where's Cora?" Shiloh pointed to where Cora had just found a new friend and was letting her borrow her bike. That's my Cora.The next picture is Abigail looking cute in Florida in an outfit made by friends from England (I seem to have picked a theme here). The other girls have now decided that Abigail will be the one to ask Daddy things because she makes "the cute eyes" at him. And breaking news on Abigail: she just caught her first fish on the farm in Tennessee. And so far she's watched two deer being gutted with nary a grimace. She's a tough, cute chick.Look at Jackson's cute jammies! He had the roundest face of all of them besides Cora. He was 3 months old in this picture. Now he's four and riding his bike without training wheels. I'm old.

This is our update picture from May of 2006 when we thought we'd be going to pick up the kids about two months later. Little did we know it would be another year and a half before we would pick them up. I missed all of Nathaniel's babyhood and seeing the last of Adah's toddlerhood, but God somehow redeemed that time and is making it all work for our good. It's amazing how He does that!It's great to have these adorable reminders that we only have our children in our homes for such a short amount of time -a blip, really. At least it seems like it as we age. :) As we are about to hit birthday season around here, it's a reminder to me to love on 'em all I can!

Wonder Twin Powers - Activate!

So here's what I've discovered since Daniel took Adah and Abigail to Tennessee on the hunting trip/visit to grandparents. NOW I know where all the noise comes from in the house! All this time I thought the boys made the most noise, or maybe it was the combination of all six kids, but NOOOO! It's Adah and Abigail! It's been so incredibly quiet since they left Saturday. Sure, the boys create louder outbursts, but for sustained noise level, you can't beat the twin chatterboxes of Adah and Abigail.

And I actually miss it. :(