Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Sneauxpocalypse 2015


So we're on day 3 of Sneauxpocalypse 2015.  It kind of feels like an unexpected guest that you're enjoying but totally unprepared to meet.  And of course, this never happens in Louisiana, so we're improvising with Rubbermaid tops for sleds, CD cases for windshield scrapers, and sometimes even socks for mittens. 


She's using lots of words as usual- talked my ear off on a walk to the drug store about the flower's thoughts on treason among other things!

They were so excited that they all slept in AG's room like they do on Christmas Eve.  Sweetness. 







He needs a t-shirt to stay warm, of course. 


This is my favorite pic.  Mismatched boots- Asher called them "fire frog boots."


I am reminded of Whimsie's classic post on Southerners in snow and of course, dear old Buford on SNL.  Hilarious.

Phillip the snowman




And speaking of hilarious, we happen to be celebrating a birthday today for one hilarious guy.  My goodness, how we love him.

So happy Jack's birthday to you and happy Sneauxpocalypse to my fellow Northern Louisianians.

It's one we won't soon forget! 

Saturday, February 21, 2015

more than a footnote


I was reading Genesis 30 this week and there it was again:  "Then Leah said: 'How happy I am!  The women will call me happy.'  So she named him Asher.'" Genesis 30:13 (footnote: Asher means happy)

You'll never be able to convince me that names don't carry some degree of power.  Our Asher is happy.  Well, sometimes he's not (and WHEW is all I'll say about that) but when he is which is mostly he is VERY HAPPY. 


And that Anna Grace.  Double Grace.  (footnote:  Anna means grace)

Growing in grace.  She's pretty great.

And not pictured is Ezekiel growing in strength.  (footnote:  Ezekiel means God strengthens)

Our little people growing into their names and their callings and the people God made them to be.  It's more than a footnote. 


Friday, February 20, 2015

the big small things

an out-take at my last shoot, the real life beauty of a mother
 It's a good word for today- that the small things, the unnoticed things, the things only the Lord sees are the things that are what count for a lot.  Even we forget them.  Tim Challies' description of "an extraordinary skill for ordinary Christians" inspires us to remember that "every bit of it will matter.  Every bit of it will do good for others and bring glory to God."

Press on, friends.  It matters.  

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

best-laid plans

Zeke's birthday coincided with our Winter Break, so we had planned on a trip to Broken Bow, OK, with my sister's family.  Zeke's cousin William is one of his favorite human beings on the planet so it was all set to be a good time with family that we very rarely get to see. 

But then, the stomach bug.

My poor little sister.  She thought she had seen the end of the virus that landed William in the hospital, but as it turns out, it hadn't finished rearing its ugly head and so... they were out.

I was kind of joking when I texted my friend Lydia THE MORNING WE WERE LEAVING, telling her about it and telling her that they should come.   But I guess when you take three kids on a trip around the world to adopt your fourth, a spur of the moment 7 hour road trip is no biggie. 

They came! 

So some of our other favorite human beings made the trip and celebrated with us and between the friends and the air hockey and the hot tub and the hiking, I think Zeke had a great time. 







this sweet little nugget let me hold her and sing sing sing to her and I loved it






















we're practically regulars

It was as cold outside as it was warm in our hearts but we had a great time and I'm amazed at how that one worked out. 

But even so...we missed you, Degenharts!  We need a re-do!