My Men’s Birthdays and More…

I know it’s been a while since I’ve blogged. Those of you who really care about pictures have been keeping up with Frank’s blog. I’m glad you’re enjoying them. I hope that you all will go home and take pictures of your lives for us to see now. And blog them. Sometimes I think people forget that in all of their caring for us, we want to know about them too.

Life has been crazy around here the last—oh, about three weeks. I’ve been so thankful to have Francis here “for such a time as this,” only I wish she could have missed out on some of the drama that surrounded us these last couple of weeks. Drama I’m not even going to go into other than to say that it’s better now and God answered many tears and prayers and the world isn’t going to stop going ‘round, even though in the middle of it, it did feel really awful at times. Actually, looking it all back over I have to say, God IS good and will continue to be.

And after we got through all of that, we felt like we were thrown another curve ball, which I’m not going to tell you about either. But last night Dru told me that he came to a decision that he felt peace about, and when the man does that, then things feel better cause then you at least have a plan. A man without a plan has got to be one of the world’s most helpless feelings.

But in all of this, my life is still pressed down and shaken over with good and happy things. Like my family.  Frank snapped the following two pictures of us when we went to the Mall. The children we left with Mae Wahn.

I like it how we look like we like each other.

For Jube’s birthday we headed to the park to feed the birds. Jube was so excited and amazed that he didn’t’ even eat his cupcake. I couldn’t even get him to pose properly.

Sitting near the edge of the water like this made it easy to feed both the fish and the birds. Notice the water swirling.

Havilah was determined to go swimming. She was trying to leap into the pond with great bounds. Stinker.

This is my Dru man with his new book bag. We’re kind of happy with it because its leather, the right style and the price wasn’t too bad. After going through one bag in just one semester, we decided we might as well get him one that would last. Any of you who know Dru know that he can be dreadfully hard on things. It was kind of a struggle with the conscience to go ahead with this—but his wife kind of convinced him to go for it, so he did.

Finding it was a bit of a hassle but it made for a long, latish date (happy thing). Frank had the children tucked into bed by the time we got home. But then both children were sick and Jube had to spend some time in a steam tent, and Havilah didn’t want to sleep all night. So I didn’t get much sleep that night.

I like us.

And then we went to the coffee shop and ordered too much but got most of it down anyway and laughed and talked and read Jube  a story , and chased Havilah around and had a good time while the dirty dishes waited at home. I made a conscious decision not to think about them and enjoy myself and my family.

Jube with one of his new books. Jube got lots of presents from other people. Anticipating this and given the amount of toys he already has, we kept it really simple. We gave him two books and his bears from Marmee and Dru bought an app for Jube to play with on his computer. (Dru’s computer that is. Dru and Jube like to play games on the tablet but Jube is still a bit young for angry birds.)

 

This little girl got silly and ran around and was cute.

Please excuse any typos until my husband finds them and fixes them. I’m going to go get my day on the road. I have to study for my Thai class. There are more pictures of the the birthday party we had at our house last night with Jube’s famous snowman cake that I made for him. He has insisted ever since Havilah’s birthday that he wanted a snowman cake…so I made one. It turned out okay if I must say so myself.