Asher's Photo Shoot!

Man, he's cute!

Cleanliness

Bath tub fun! Asher has discovered the immense joy of splashing in the tub, which makes kitchen sink baths a bit more damp than usual. This is such a fun stage, watching his thoughts unfold, his mobility become more and more controlled. I want so badly to get inside his little mind and know what he's thinking, what he sees in this world. It's likely much more exciting and beautiful than the way I see things. With his increasing abilities I become more and more aware that things are going to get more difficult for mommy! With two of these racing roos around the house I'm going to have a load to handle, for sure!

Ok, so once again my lack of technological ingenuity has got the best of me. Enjoy this video with your head tilted.

Little Em

Yet another post from Washington, but we did many exciting things in 3 meager days! For Mother's Day my brother Brad, along with his sweet wife Ngoc-Diep and 2 month old baby girl, drove from Portland to Shelton, WA to visit us. It was Asher's first time to meet family from my side and my first time to meet my beautiful little niece. Below is Asher with Brad, then he, my mom and I with the babes and then a video of Asher and Emily's first meeting. Enjoy the splendor of baby bliss!

I'm so irritated that I can't get the pictures to go side by side any more!!!!!!

Zooin' It

A carefree trip to a local Washington zoo proves more than Asher expected.

Deeply

I took a walk today. I do so many days, briskly stepping, one foot in front of the other, letting the rhythm of the steps keep my thoughts light and easy. Sometimes I pray. In between rapid breaths I gasp the gratitude in my heart, or the hurt, or the randomness of my spirit. I cherish days like today when I can take Asher and Will and Frankie out in the cool breeze, listening as the babies sing to each other or to me or to God from the stroller, Frank prancing along head held high. There was just something about the beauty of today that left me with a sense of wonderment. I stopped under this expansive oak and looked up into its branches as little streams of sunlight swept down to the pavement like the spirit choosing to grace each inch wide expanse. I realized how completely small I am, I remembered that I am loved. For who I am and was and will be. I want the "will be" person to have grown and stretched and ached to be a better and more useful person, but in so many ways I am at the mercy of my experiences, and, in the end, the choices I will make through them. So today I write in dedication to the frailty and strength of life, hoping each of you that reads this will take a second to look up, finding the light beaming down upon you through the dark leaves of life, and, if even for a just a fraction of a moment, be glad.