August 8th 366 challenge

8/8/12

We had some big storms blow through... very windy and rainy and all the fun lightning and thunder that goes with.  We loved it!  The only thing that made me nervous was that half my family was at the church, and half was home with me.  :) 

Teaching the kids how fasting for rain... brings rain!

August 7th 366 challenge

8/7/12

So big!  Look at me sitting up.  Against the couch and Dad...

August 6th 366 challenge

8/6/12

Guess who's "permitted" to drive?  No, not licensed.... soon enough.  Today he did the written test, road sign test (good identification of stop signs, Michael!), and vision test... da da DUM... next, the Driving Test.

But first, lots and lots of practice.

August 5th 366 challenge

8/5/12

Samuel being a turtle... on its back.  Here's a video of the same thing that I accidentally took...

August 4th 366 challenge

8/4/12

Timothy was drawing the solar system today.  This wasn't with help.  And I don't think I've ever taught him about the planets, this is from talks with brothers (and sister) and them showing him and then all of us watching space movies. And for some reason he was still in PJs.  Hmm.  Got to love Saturdays!

August 3rd 366 challenge

8/3/12

Mom, I'm getting dressed...

She was making such a funny face I had to get the picture.

August 2nd 366 challenge

8/2/12

She still falls asleep on the floor... only now, with toys.

Happy birthday to my baby brother!

August 1st 366 challenge

8/1/12

Say what?  I wear my sunglasses anywhere.

Those are lie-lies.  Butterflies for the uninformed.

July 31st 366 post

7/31/12

I hope she forgives me this picture when she's older.

She was sooo frustrated that she couldn't figure out who was sticking their finger up her nose.

This is her 'mad' sort of look.  She was sucking on her fist but couldn't get it all the way into her mouth and couldn't figure out why... 

Goodnight.

I never sleep on the 31st of July.  Well, not til it's officially August.  Not even really consciously thinking about it... I remember those last few minutes before midnight 11 years ago, checking for a little heartbeat but really and truly knowing this was it, that we had felt our son's last breath in Tom's arms and felt his little spirit leave his body behind, and us to mourn for him.  Though I really feel that he stuck around for a minute or two to say goodbye, see you later, and I love you.  He is my son.  He is my child.  I felt him move close to my heart.  I gave birth to him.  We all held him close in life, and now he holds us close at these times when we really need him. 

I have ten truly wonderful children that I am proud to call my own.

My Joseph.  Our angel.  A protector.  I look forward to seeing him again someday, and I hope I will know his face.