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Unplugged

We decided to honor Mr. Luther King Jr. this past Monday by stepping back into his era. We "unplugged" and had a "no screen day".  It wasn't really for MLK, but I'm sure he'd appreciate our efforts. In reality it was just something we wanted to try. The phones were turned off, the computer and ipad were put away, and the tv stayed asleep while we spent the 60 degree day hiking and enjoying being together as a family.
Honestly, I'm not a huge screen timer when compared to some, but I never realized how often I check my phone until I wasn't able to. It was such a great day though! I absolutely loved being away from all things media/tech-related. I think we should have a national unplug day. Kind of like how some stores are closed on national holidays, well wifi and signals should all be shut down for at least one day a year so that we can remember what it's like to sit and be together as human beings. It's a lost art, but once you get passed that panic of "what if there's an emergency and someone needs to reach me," you realize that there was once a time where we figured out how to reach each other without our screens. Try it... it's liberating. ;)

In addition to honoring King Jr., we also had the honor of dedicating the Si-man at church. Nothing big, just a sweet tradition of proclaiming and promising to raise him in a Christian home and asking others to pray for our efforts. He was a bit shell shocked by all the lights and people, but other than that I'm sure it will go down as his favorite memory of all time. ;)
As you can see, our faces appeared on the big screen as our pastor began to read Silas' life verse: 2 Cor. 5:17, "Therefore if anyone in Christ he is a new creation, the old is gone, the new has come!" (There's is actually an exclamation point in my Bible. I love that about this verse!)
I wish I could have been sitting in the audience at this moment to see his sweet face instead of looking half dead like I do in this pic.
I think Silas was more excited about Daddy's name tag than anything else that morning.
Love play-dates with our birthing class friends. Crazy how fast these boys have come from the days in the womb.
Ignore the angle of my giant hand and the characteristic beverage in it, and notice what's in the little guy's hands.... yeah we want to get the mini cubbuster started early.
Where was this face when you were on the church stage buddy? Thanks for saving it just for me... you know how to make mommy feel special.
~Screenless Buster (except for this post of course)

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