We have had the opportunity to spend the last two weekends with P’s grandparents. The first weekend we made a quick trip to Savannah to see Barry’s grandparents who have had some health complications. It was a quick visit and we had lots of fun. The highlights for Parker included playing in his great grandparents BIG yard where he could run all he wanted. The other highlight was visiting the Savannah mall and riding the carousel. He also got a pair of new shoes he loves very much!

May 2012

August 2011

It’s so hard to believe the comparison. He is growing up so fast!

This weekend we enjoyed Memorial Day with “Ranny” (Parker has dropped the “G”) and Big Daddy. We went to Atlanta for the Braves game and met up with Aunt Morgan and Uncle Jared. On Sunday, we went to Bass Pro and Dickey’s for some ice cream. There was lots of “bees ball” (baseball) and “bball” (basketball) played in our house this weekend too.


A Beautiful Mess

One of the traditions we have as a family is to eat dinner together as much as we can. We usually do pretty well with it, too. There are exceptions like one night a week when Parker and I eat with our church family or the occasion that Barry will have a work dinner. It’s become a really special time for us and look forward to it continually growing into our favorite time together as the years go on.

When there’s a toddler at the table, you will more than likely end up with laughter during dinner. Tonight was no different. Parker usually eats about 3/4 of his meal and practices his throwing arm with the rest of it. At one point, while the table (and floor) was covered in food, Parker began buzzing his lips. In the background, Jovi began whining for his share of food from the table. He doesn’t like to come and eat off the floor while Parker is at the table because he never knows when things will go flying. So, at one point, we had a toddler buzzing and a dog whining while surrounded by food.

Barry laughingly looked at me and said, “Somehow this is not what I imagined when I signed up for parenthood.” I replied while laughing out loud, “It’s exactly what I signed up for. I remember eating by myself as a young adult and longing for a family to share dinner with– now I have you all– Barry, Jovi, and Parker.”

Jovi wins the award for clean up champ around here!

I’m so thankful for this beautiful mess I’m living in.

Wordless Wednesday


Celebrating Easter

I love traditions. I love that my family is developing Easter traditions of our own. This year was no different. On Saturday morning, we attended the Easter Egg Hunt at our church. This is a fabulous event. Our ministers spend some time telling the children about the real meaning of Easter and the resurrection story. They always remind the children while hunting eggs is fun and we enjoy the fellowship, the real celebration is on Sunday.

Parker really started to understand the concept of picking up eggs. Of course, when he discovered there was candy inside there was really no more egg hunting– it was all about the candy! Afterward, we stayed and enjoyed a picnic with other toddler families. It was a beautiful day!

On Sunday morning we woke up early to experience our first Sunrise service in our church amphitheater. It was a beautiful way to begin our day with thanking God for the resurrected Christ. Our thoughts, prayers, and songs were focused not ourselves or what to wear but on thanking God for what God had done. We enjoyed breakfast with our church family (it was delicious!) and went home to get ready.

We returned to church for Bible Study and worship. It was a beautiful service and then we enjoyed lunch together. I got a chance to snap some pictures of Parker before his afternoon nap. Again, candy was the motivator.

My dramatic son expressing his feelings about one more Easter picture!

Yes, I bribed with candy for an Easter picture. You do what you have to do.

So thankful that Easter days continue! We continue to celebrate the Risen Christ and what that means for our world today. May we all be challenged to live with the joy of the Resurrection no matter how tough our days may be. God loves us and I’m so reminded of that love for me during Easter time!





It’s Not About Me…

Sometimes I need a good reminder that not everything is about me. 

Last week, it came in the form of a friend asking for help. She called last Friday to ask if we were attending the Good Friday service at our church. I replied, “Well, I don’t think so. It doesn’t start until 7 pm and I’ll have P. It’s a little too late for him.” She reminded me that they would have nursery for his age group. She was calling to see if I would sit with her girls. I love her school aged daughters. They are a delight to be around and so smart. My friend would be singing in the choir and their father was volunteering at a local event in town. They needed to sit with someone during the service. 

The truth is, I really didn’t want to go to the church service. I’ve learned I actually use my son (or his schedule) as an excuse more than I probably should. I was sure the church service would be beautiful. Our church always does a great job. I just really didn’t want to go to church during Holy Week. 

What? No church during Holy Week?

It’s no secret if you are a regular reader of this blog or friend of mine how much I miss leading in worship. I deeply miss it. It just hits me more sometimes than others. Holy Week is always a week that surprises me with how much I miss it. I hear colleagues talk about “how busy” they are during that week but I deeply miss the rhythm, the planning, and the community you experience as a congregation’s minister. 

I had convinced myself that I wasn’t going to go because it wasn’t good for Parker. Right. Yep, that’s the reason. 

But when my friend Jean called with this request, a nudging deep within reminded me that it really wasn’t about me. 

It’s about Christ and what he endured for me. It’s about God’s abundant love. 

I knew I needed to go and have a visible sign (extinguishing of the candles), hear the beautiful music, and hear the story once again of Christ’s death. If I am not reminded of his death, how can I fully celebrate his life? 

So, I went. And I got to sit by two amazing girls and watch it through their eyes. I remembered that life is not all about me. I felt the grief and loss of Christ all over again which made me so much more appreciate his resurrection Sunday morning. 

Thank you, Jean. Thank you for your gentle invitation. 

Marking Milestones

Parker and I spent last week in Florida with my family. My sister lovingly reminded me it had been a while since I had posted on the blog. I know, I know. 

This week we reached 17 months (btw, when do you stop using “months” to describe a baby’s age? I’m thinking I’ll stop at 2). Anyway, he is constantly amazing me at his new skills. I love this stage because everything is an adventure and every day there is something new to learn (for both of us!) 


He still only has 2 teeth but that doesn’t stop his appetite. His favorite things are: fruit, veggies, salmon, pasta (he loves Kale lasagna), frozen yogurt, animal crackers, Goldfish, etc. 

His favorite things to do: swing a bat (hilarious, I’m hoping to catch it on video soon), watch our neighbor kids play and climb on their toys, sidewalk chalk, play dough, paint, color (anything active)

His favorite books: Goodnight Moon, What Does Baby Say, and any of the Global Babies books his Aunt Brittany gave him 

His favorite words: Daddy (been saying this for a while), Momma (yay! finally!), Nanny (Granny), me do it, More (or no more), and a whole lot of things we haven’t been able to translate quite yet

I’m so excited for the Easter Egg hunt at church today. Last year, he sat up for the first time on his own and from then on it was one developmental milestone after the other. While it makes me sad he’s not the baby who wants to be rocked to sleep anymore, I’m so proud of how far he’s (read: we) come. He is such a sweet boy who wants to be on the go all the time but still stops to give hugs to his friends/family. 

Here’s a picture of us from last year’s Easter Egg Hunt… 


What a difference a year makes!

Living Intentionally

Living Intentionally- I’m still not quite sure what all this means but I hope to share some of the discovery with you along this Lenten journey. I love the way my friend Suzanne described her practices for Lent here. For me, I think this is what it means for today:

– being still

– praying for people I love (and those I have a hard time loving)

– writing a letter to a friend

– playing in the floor with my son (yes, I usually do this but making sure he’s getting all my attention & not instagram/texts/worried about dinner)

– throwing a bag full of stuff away (I believe there is correlation between the “stuff” we have in our homes and things we hang on to in our heart. I want to practice letting go)

What about you? What are your lenten practices? How will you live intentionally focused on God and God’s work in the world today?