Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Fearless Kyra Mae, tester of Elders.

For Memorial Day we joined our sweet Exodus Church community for a cookout in Valley Crucis (near Boone, NC).  It was a day full of fun, sun, food, and water.  Very cold water. 
Around the warmer end of the afternoon most of us headed down to the creek, which had rose? risen? to the equivalent of a river thanks to the rain earlier in the month.  A bunch of the kiddos and some of the adults get in and "slide" down the rocks.  Pastor Brian always stands at the end of the "rock slide" and makes sure the kids, and some of us adults, get out of the water safely.  
To be honest, I thought it would be another year or two before I stuck more than my toes in the water, especially with the girls.  I should have known better.  I mean, hello, have you met Kyra Mae?  
She wanted in the water the second she saw it.  Kid was basically clamoring for the spot where the big kids were and she might have bruises show up the next few days because of how tight I had to hold to so she wouldn't go under.  Teagan wanted to go play on the playground so Josh went with her because he didn't have a  change of clothes.  With apprehension, I took Kyra and we readied to go "down" the slide.  I can't even tell you how cold it was.  Putting our feet in was one thing, putting our whole bodies in was another.  I'm getting chills just thinking about it.  Kyra, however, didn't miss a beat.  She loved it.  So, we went again.  This time my feet got pulled from under me.  I got pulled all the way under, lifting Kyra as high as I could (and remember here, I'm all of 5'3") to keep her from going under.  I know what you're thinking, "Oh, no!".  Honestly, that is not what went through my head.  Of course the goal was to keep Kyra above the water and no it was not fun getting submerged, but I still wasn't worried and I didn't panic.  I knew Pastor Brian was there and I knew a few of our other reliable men would not let anything happen to either of us.  I knew that if Kyra had started going under that Pastor Brian would have grabbed her and the others would have gotten me.  Thankfully they just had to grab my arms and hoist me up.  Crisis averted.  

I started thinking about the situation when we were heading home, you know, in those moments I was staring longingly at God's creation and not nodding off from exhaustion.  I've heard Pastor Brian say on more than one occasion that he and our Elders are responsible for our church.  Not in a creepy they need to know everything we do and control it kind of way but in a they are going to be the ones to stand in front of God for our souls kinda way.  I had a whole new understanding about the Elder's of our church and the peace I have because they are leading us.  Our community.  My family. Me.
I am so thankful that if I ever start to feel like I'm drowning or that I've been taken under I know that the Elders of our church will always be there waiting to catch me and lead me to safety.  My family and I are grateful for the way they lead our church community and we are so thankful to be under their leadership.

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Thursday, May 23, 2013

Oh the things she says...

We were on our way to Community Group last night and Teagan was quite infatuated with a car beside of us.  This is what she said when they turned.

"She turned right so maybe she is going home and chewing bubble gum"-Teagan
"Maybe so Teagan, maybe so."-Me

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Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Instagram. How I love me some Instagram.

I have a very nice camera.  One that I should use far more often than I do.  I did use it....before I got my iPhone.  Now, it's collecting dust (which is something I will be remedying soon hopefully) because I love me some Instagram.  Here's some of my favorites from the last few weeks.

Sweet, sweet girl. 

She made cupcakes. 

Pigtails and dump trucks. 

In the bathroom at UNCC. Loved this. 


She wanted to play dress up. Pants on head. Skirt over PJs. 

Planning for the week. 2 Paper calendars and a phone. 

Using the flavored sticks from the doctor's office as a phone. 

Reading her "babies" a book. 

Last day of class as an MSW!!

Welcoming an old friend, George my Alto Sax, back into my life!

We decorated my cap.  The girls helped!

Flower girls. Lowes. 

Graduation Day! MSW! 2013!

She's all about "cars" right now.  Anything that has wheels and moves. 

Sweet girls. Sweet ride. 

Mother's Day 2013

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Monday, May 13, 2013

Monday, May 6, 2013


I love being the mom of girls.  There is such beauty in it.  

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Wednesday, May 1, 2013

18 months.

This one.  She hit the 18 month mark last weekend.  She's talking up a storm, sporting pigtails, and her favorite word is no.  She does like to say Mommy, Daddy, Teagee, Papaw, and bubbles.  She signs really well and picks up new words very easily.  She has a fierce independence, something she has had since she left the womb.  She loves applesauce and meat.  She is in the 50th percentile height and weight.  She's almost got all of her teeth and those stinkin' molars won't let her alone.  Her tantrums are unlike any I have ever seen.  They are powerful and dramatic and sometimes I just have to laugh.  Tantrums are coming more frequently here lately but only because she gets frustrated when we don't understand her immediately or she has to stop doing something she was enjoying.  She loves being outside.  She loves playing with baby dolls.  She loves reading books.  She has a new found affinity for Elmo.
My sweet Kyra Mae has been a challenge.  A test of patience.  A test of motherhood.  I am grateful for it.  I've talked in the past that I tend to run from hard things.  I haven't ran from Kyra.  In fact, I've done quite the opposite. I run to her.  I will continue to run to her no matter how hard it gets.  I love her and she has taught me more in the last 18 months than I could even have imagined.     

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