Monday, September 28, 2009


Yep, it's been a while since I've blogged, but life has as always been crazy. We're always saying, "when things get back to normal...", but for our family, the unexpected does seem to be normal.
Our wonderful caboose, Connor, turned three a couple of weeks ago. He had a "Wonder Pets/Go Diego Go" party. It was a lot of fun watching him as the big day got closer. He'd announce each morning, "Tomorrow my birthday??" When it finally arrived he was one happy fellow. He tickeled us as he opened gifts. He showed little emotion as he opened each item and was ready to get on to the next one. He did really love his new Wonder Pet toys and his Mickey Raceway set. It was a special day, and I can say I have survived the terrible two's for the last time!!!  Thank you, Jesus!

The Monday after Connor's birthday (which also happened to be the day before Dacey's birthday), I slipped in water while visiting my mom at her office. A trip to the ER provided me with crutches and instructions to see a specialist the next day. So for Dacey's 11th birthday we went to the Ortho to determine that I had broken the "accessory" bone in my ankle as well as sprained/strained it. After the appointment Nana treated Dacey and me to a wonderful meal at Cracker Barrel to celebrate Dacey's big day. Once we were home Aunt Sidney brought Dacey a wonderfully, delicious chocolate cake and she opened a few presents... most of which were dance related as....

Two days later - at age eleven - Dacey had her very first dance class! About six weeks ago Sidney and I were able to take Dacey and her friend, Emily, along with our precious Anna, to see Ballet Magnificat's production of "The Hiding Place." It was such a beautiful and awesome performance. The Spirit really moved as these lovely young ladies danced their hearts out before the Lord. We left with Dacey saying, "I've got to do that!" I had tried in recent years to get Dacey into a dance class, but most would not accept her because of her age. So when we found out that Emily was about to begin and there was "one more opening" in her class, we prayed asking God to open the door. He did, and now we have one very excited dancer in our home. Dacey has been to three practices so far and the teacher is very happy with her progress. We are thrilled to be part of this dance school as it is a Christian themed studio. On the front of the building is a sign that reads: "God danced the day you were born." Mrs. Nena says she teaches character first and dance second and that Jesus is the unseen choreographer of all of the dances they perform. I am so excited about this opportunity for Dacey.

The following evening we threw a Luau in celebration of Dacey's birthday. It was a wonderful time as Dacey was surrounded by all but one of her closest friends. (We missed you, Hannah!) She told me later that having most of her friends together was the best part. The kids had a blast doing the limbo and just all out partying. Dacey is so blessed to have a wonderful group of Christian girls to call her friends. They are all so fun to be around, and I enjoy their company as much as Dacey does.

It's always a difficult thing for me when my oldest and youngest have birthday's a week apart from each other. Reminds me of how quickly childhood passes. Reminds me of memories made and opportunities missed. Each of Connor's firsts is my last and each of Dacey's firsts is a new milestone in her life. It's bittersweet, and it is blessed. I'm excited as we enter new phases in our journey and I hope that I stop long enough to make the most of each moment. Dacey drew a picture one day last week and left on my nightstand for me. It was a picture of two stick people under the stars standing next to the trampoline. It made my heart smile. While it isn't something we do often, we do enjoy from time to time going out and laying on the trampoline to watch stars together. Apparently this is one of Dacey's favorite things. It's one of mine too and something I need to do more often. It doesn't take a lot of money, doesn't take a lot of time, it is just the point of being together.

Ok, enough rambling... my ankle is still in a boot. I go back next week to see what to do from here. Yep, and that appointment is just two days before Isaac's 7th birthday. Here we go again...