The 1984 National League Championship Series was played between the San Diego Padres and the Chicago Cubs. San Diego won the series three games to two to advance to the World Series. The 1984 NLCS was the first postseason series EVER for the Padres since the franchise's beginning in 1969. Because Katie Ann Blair arrived in the world in the middle of the series, her father hence forth referred to her as Katie Cub Buster.
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Early Christmas Present
We preach that it's not about "getting" but "giving" because God gave His son, and Jesus gave his whole life, but I feel like I already "got" the best Christmas present this year: Levi starting to walk! At almost two years old, Levi mentally understands the dangers of falling, so I believe he could be cruising around if he had more confidence, but I'll take what I can get! He's growing, and I am just grateful to see my boys growing together! No matter how many hours of sleep escape us this Christmas, I am so excited to relive the joy and excitement of the season through their sweet, young eyes.
The classic (and perfect rainy day) activity, Levi enjoyed some gumdrops and M&Ms this year too!
Roe's favorite position- one hand on his cheek. Silas says he's always thinking!
Fun to have a winter baby this time. No fans, just bundles and blankets!
Boys can't stay inside, no matter how wet or cold!
Haven't been able to go on a real date with my BFF in a while (understandably), but I was happy to enjoy a date with my big man here. He keeps his requests simple- Fresh Market cookie tasting and galloping through Target together (literally).
Roman's first Bumbo experience lasted a couple minutes!
The tinsel was actually purchased for a "science experiment"
But who knew that playing in it would be way more fun!
Thank you Levi for my early present! Love my boys!
Heartache and hard times seem to come like heat: in waves. Right now, I feel I have escaped the wave. I feel a sense of respite and relief. My world doesn't seem to be hanging in the balance of the next uncertainty. However, I feel the wave around me in the lives of others. It feels as if I'm sitting in the middle of my sweet autumn breeze while I'm hearing story after story of diagnosis, loss, and turmoil. Once upon a time, I would anxiously pray and wonder when my time of turmoil would next hit, but I've had my share of storms since then. Now I can praise God in good times, knowing the hard will come again. Instead of living in fear, I feel assurance that I will again experience respite and joy, and one day all my sorrows will cease when I leave this body. There's no sense in trying to avoid waves; if you have someone bigger, who created the oceans, then you can live at a level of ease no matter your circumstances. When I hear of these hurts, my heart hurts too, b...
influence....... influenced. The latter word signifies a condition where someone else has an effect on your life. Taking off one little letter seems to insight a condition where you are the one acting upon the lives of others. I wish I could claim that I am rarely influenced by the opinions of others, but sadly that is not the case. If it does not go against my beliefs, principles, or well-being, I am one of those people that can easily jump on a bandwagon if presented with the material in an intelligent and legitimate manner. For that reason, I stay away from most things that can have a potential momentary or negative influence on my life. Unfortunately when it comes to little Levi, there are many different people taking care of him, and there are many different opinions regarding his current and future condition. For some reason, since the day Levi was born though, I have not searched the internet for a single thing regarding his care or condition. I believe God has protected me fro...
I have had so many people thank me for my honesty on this blog lately. I haven't really thought about my level of truthfulness until those remarks of gratitude were given. I think I naturally wear my heart on my sleeve, and thanks to my upbringing, I often hear the term TMI, which just means I'm obviously not scared to express myself. However, I also believe that when you are going through something difficult, it's much easier to be raw and real in front of others, even complete strangers. Often times, it is these "real" moments that bridge the gap between hearts and allow us to live truth. I must confess, this marathon is really all over the place. It's like I hit mile 7, and I can't believe I'm only at mile 7! This past weekend, I felt covered in prayer, peace, and love. Matthew and I enjoyed a much needed date night, our little Levi enjoyed a quiet and restful weekend, and our big boy had a blast at our neighborhood Easter Egg Hunt. I really ju...
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