Saturday, March 26, 2011

2 Corinthians 1:3-6

Blessed be God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. For as we share abundantly in Christ's sufferings, so through Christ we share abundantly in comfort too. If we are afflicted, it is for your comfort and salvation; and if we are comforted it is for your comfort, which you experience when you patiently endure the same sufferings that we suffer. Our hope for you is unshaken because we know that as you share in our sufferings, you will also share in our comfort.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Hebrews 6:10-12

God is not unjust; he will not forget your work and the love you have shown him as you have helped his people and continue to help them.

We want each of you to show this same diligence to the very end, in order to make your hope sure. We do not want you to become lazy, but to imitate those who through FAITH and PATIENCE inherit what has been promised.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Ecclesiastes 7:16-18

Do not be overrighteous,
neither be overwise -
why destroy yourself?

Do not be overwicked,
and do not be a fool -
why die before your time?

It is good to grasp the one and not let go of the other.
The man who fears God will avoid all extremes.

Monday, March 7, 2011


So despite my lack of blogging Friday night dinners are going great! So far I can add to my repertoire:

Chicken Cordon Bleu with Brussel Sprouts

Chicken Pot Pie

Mustache shaped Meatloaf (Unfortunately there were no pictures taken. It was devoured far to quickly. I was lucky to get a bite!)

And this weeks yumminess Lasagna with Garlic Toast.

Cooking has been a lot of fun! Everybody is really supportive. Olivia offered to pay me two bucks to start cooking on Tuesdays as well and Andrea has started buying her family pizza for dinner on Friday's and then walking back to our house to eat with us!

Next weeks challenge.... Quiche Lorraine! Who's coming over for dinner?

Boy, Oh Boy!

Meet Max....

He is my new nephew.

I am now an Aunt!

Having worked as a nanny for so long I have started to think of babies as sort of transitory things. You love them, and you take care of them for a little while, but they aren't permanent so don't get to attached. Things change. For a little while you spend all of your time with them and then you might never see them again.

I found myself holding onto little Max yesterday, falling in love, but thinking in the back of my mind "Don't get to attached.... don't get to attached..." Then I realized, that this baby was ours. We got to keep this one and I could love him and spoil him and hold him forever because he was MY nephew and it was wonderful!

He really is a very good and calm baby. He got passed around to so many giggling and chattering Aunties yesterday and never really made a peep. At one point in the night however someone was holding him and he started to make a little face like he was choking or gagging on something. Everyone instantly jumped and the girls started saying "Give him to Amy! Give him to Amy!". I remember thinking "Don't give him to Amy. She has only had a baby for like 10 hours. How is she supposed to know what to do.... Give him to Mom!" But it was so sweet! The instant Amy had her arms around him and started cooing sweet little whispers his whole body relaxed, he got a little smile on his face, and snuggled right up into her arms. I was like "Holy Cow! My sister's a Mommy!"

So welcome to the world little Max... We are so glad you are here.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011


Katie and I wanted to do something. Anything. Stacy wanted to read her book. Katie and I DIDN'T want Stacy to read her book.

Next thing I know there is an all-out-yarn-throwing-battle. Balls of yarn were flying and bouncing everywhere. Pretty acrylic, wool and cotton streamers soared through the air and landed draped over picture frames and anatomy models. Thud... THUD... THUD... as balls of yarn bounced off of my sisters heads and backs and the sound of giggles and me shouting "NOT THE MALABRIGO!" echoed down the hall....

Ahhh... the late night excitements of homeschoolers!