You know you're getting older when...

I've never had to worry about bushy eyebrows, in fact, haven't had to pluck many over the years. On this particular morning, I glanced in the mirror and decided it was time to take care of a few fine stray eyebrow hair. I got out my tweezers and began to carefully pluck... carefully I say... as one false move and I won't have eyebrows left! I move in for a little closer look as the one fine, stubborn hair seems to slip from my grasp each time. I give it one more try, pulling the skin taught...only to realize... instead of a fine hair out of place...it's a fine line (aka wrinkle)!

Guess these old eyes aren't what they used to be either!

After a quick chuckle (yes, I did laugh at myself)...I wondered...

"Hmmm, hubby's eyes are worse than mine...and... he still calls me beautiful!"

According to one little "Man"

So...to set the scene...I come out of the bedroom and make my way to the kitchen. As I'm approaching I notice the front door is open just a crack. I stop to ponder how I managed that since I had been out back. I look down and see a little pair of dawgs (shoes) and I think, "Oh, the kids are here!"

"Hello there!" I call, thinking they've gone downstairs to play.

Next thing I see something move...it's a little "man" crouched up against the cupboards next to the door.

The little heart-breaker jumps up and says, "I came to visit you, Nana!"

As Nana smiles with delight and reaches for an extra long, can-never-get-enough-of wonderful hug, she realizes the little man is alone. "Is Mommy coming too?"

"No, she's at home. I'll go home at supper time."

"Oh, I love it when you come visit, but did you ask Mommy... does she know you're here?"

He nods as if to say, "Of course she knows I'm here, where else would I go?"

"Do you think we should call her and let her know you're here safe?" I ask.

"No, she's busy making lunch, and she knows I'm a strong man!"

I manage to convince him that we should call, and show him how to dial the number... all the while feeling a little like a traitor, knowing what will ensue.

When Mommy answers, he happily announces, "Hi mommy, I'm at Nana's...SAFE...I'll come home at suppertime!"

He listens for a while and then his voice begins to quiver as he pleads, "Then how about I come home at lunch?"

He hands the phone to me... I reassure mommy that I will walk him home right away.

A moment later grandpa walks in the door...."Hey grampa, can you quickly play hide-and-seek with me?" They get in one round and then it's time to go.

We get outside and Nana is hoping for a nice slow walk back home, just breathing in our time together. What does he do? He joyfully hops on his bike and races down the sidewalk towards home...

"I can ride so fast, Nana!"

*sigh*

About being strong

Looking through a stack of papers, I came across this poem I received from one of the docs I work for... couldn't help but share it.

A Woman of Strength

A strong woman works out every day
to keep her body in shape...
But a woman of strength kneels in prayer
to keep her soul in shape.

A strong woman isn't afraid of anything...
But a woman of strength shows courage
in the midst of her fear.

A strong woman won't let anyone get the best of her...
But a woman of strength gives the best
of herself to everyone.

A strong woman makes mistakes and
avoids the same in the future...
A woman of strength realizes life's mistakes
can also be God's blessings and capitalizes on them.

A strong woman walks sure-footedly...
But a woman of strength knows God will
catch her when she falls.

A strong woman wears the look of
confidence on her face...
But a woman of strength wears grace.

A strong woman has faith that she is
strong enough for the journey...
But a woman of strength has faith that it is
in the journey that she will become strong.

Author Unknown

I got explaining to do! *Updated*

I know, I know...haven't been very consistent with this blogging thing.

I have too many excuses...and often can't think what to blog about.

But I ask you... If you had so many little happy feet living close by...
how much blogging would you get done...or anything else for that matter!

For instance...

This little sweetheart got to sleep over at Nana & Papa's
while mommy & daddy
were away "bringing home a little sister"
This is how she wakes up...if that isn't worth some squeezin'
I just don't know...


Oh yes, she also likes to get dressed "by self gamma!"


AND...this little girl

She comes by her beautiful red hair honestly

She is the funniest, sweetest little thing
with one pair of very 'swift' feet...
"are you watching Papa?"

This was her reaction when we looked at her in
disbelief after she scooted quickly onto a bar stool.

It reminded me of her mama (at age 2 1/2)
scooting up a ladder so fast it took my breath away...
don't want to think about it!


Then...there's...

"Muffin"
as mommy & daddy used to refer to her

She just keeps coming up with
more and more things on her list of things to
accomplish before the age of... one-and-a-half! :)

Oh yes, she knows what she wants...
Did I mention... adorable??


AND...even more reasons..

At only 2 days old here, this little girlie
has stolen a few hearts already, especially that of her "big" cousin.
He has learned to evade the camera lens,
but didn't seem to mind posing next to her!

He loves to come visit us, and each time
is a new chance for some fun and excitement
(and some pretty funny stories to boot!)

He races cars and plays some mean drums, but
also has a real soft heart when it comes
to all his "little sisters" as he likes to think of them :)

Photo and video editing at www.OneTrueMedia.com

So...hope you'll keep checking here every once in a while.

The dust bunnies may be getting their way for now,
but we're busy with more important things!