Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Hold You Me

"Hold You Me." "Hold You Me, mama"

That is what [B] says when he wants to be picked up and held.

Usually, he immediately rests his head on my shoulder.

A perfect 'hold - you - me'....not just me holding him, but him holding me.

Today, he turned two.

The one with blueberry blue eyes and a smile worth a million bucks is turning two.

Gosh, he reminds me of his daddy - patient, kind, stubborn - slow to wake in the morning, quick to forgive.

I love him and how perfect he is for our family. I felt rushed by the 15 month gap, but the Lord knew that we needed this sweetest little one.

Photo taken of [B] and his daddio in 2013 by the amazing Jessica Wright-Moore.

Thanks for reading.

- brook.

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Sweet Disobedience

We were enjoying an unusually pleasant late June afternoon in the shade.

The boys disappeared around the corner of the house as I gave the 'final' call to go inside.

I started to put the bikes away and called them again........silence.

"[F]!, [B]!"....silence.

"If you hear me, you better answer so I know where you are!".......silence.

I walked around the back ready to get on to them for playing with the hose.


I have almost decided - they can't help it, there is some sort of atmospheric magnetic pull drawing them to the hose - that is the only reason they would disobey their mama this many times :)

Sure enough, they were with the hose, but I had to stop....

because big brother was washing little brother's feet.

"Does that feel better?" "Does that feel better, [B]?"

"Yeah, brother, yeah.....thanks"

They then turned off the hose and walked past me into the garage.

The sweetness continued as big brother took off little brother's sandals and helped him through the door.

They are good boys.

They do love each other.

I let these thoughts rush over me so they will be there in all the other moments when their disobedience isn't so sweet :)

Thanks for reading.

- brook.

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Rescue Doggy

The other day I was reminded of how intently the boys listen - even if they don't show it.

[F] and I were taking care of some potty business when he said, out of the blue....

"Mommy, is goosey a rescue doggy?"

"Yes, baby, she is."

(Although, I haven't said it recently - apparently he has heard me refer to her as a 'rescue' in the past.)

"That means that goosey came to help you, right?"

I smiled at his perfectly logical toddler thinking.

"Well, it means that we gave her a home when she didn't have one, but I that I think about it - yes, she helps us too."

Boy and Rescue Dog

Anyone who has met Fig, or as the boys call her 'goosey' (the name change is a story for another day :), is in awe of how sweet and gentle she is.

They wonder where we got her and what kind of dog she is.

She is a mix :) of what?...we don't know, and she needed a home, so we 'rescued' her.

But everyday, her quiet, steady, grateful nature is such a help to our family.

Fig's presence has taught all of us how to care for small, fragile things....and that no matter how big you are, you can help those around you.

I am thankful for her and how good she is to us, especially my boys.

Thanks for reading.

- brook.

Sunday, July 6, 2014

Independence Day 2014

4th of July Parade - Soldiers

4th of July Parade Red Truck

4th of July Parade Fallen Soldier Float

4th of July Parade Drum Line

4th of July Parade Boy Scouts Float

4th of July Parade Cub Scouts Float

4th of July Parade Sitting with Mimi

4th of July Parade Southern Bell

4th of July Parade Antique Cars

4th of July Parade Horse

4th of July Parade Horses

4th of July Family

4th of July Waiting for fireworks

4th of July Waiting for fireworks

4th of July Blue Skies

Independence days are made of small town parades and lazy waits for fireworks.

I hope you had a sunshine, red, white, and blue skies sort of 4th of July.

- brook.