2151. Early morning noises: Sam's door creaks open, Vava's door quickly follows. "Good morning darling, you okay?" ♥
2152. Sam saying sorry unprompted to Patrick for screaming in the car.
2153. Vava eating chips with a polite "thank you" after each one.
2154. Vava waving bye to me, and then waving bye to the baby in my belly.
2155. The kids napping for FOUR hours.
2156. A cozy afternoon nap for us too.
2157. Chatting with our neighbours.
2158. Sam being so excited to drive over the bridge every single time.
2159. Killing the to-do list.
2160. Laughing at hilarious Patrick.
Saturday, May 31, 2014
2151. Early morning noises: Sam's door creaks open, Vava's door quickly follows. "Good morning darling, you okay?" ♥
Friday, May 30, 2014
2142. Hanging out with mom friends.
2143. Timbits and kisses.
2144. Fun music on the radio.
2146. A picnic in the warm afternoon.
2147. Sam showing off his splint to kids at the park.
2148. Vava cuddles.
2149. Lounging in the evening with my one true love.
2150. Laundry fresh off the line.
Thursday, May 29, 2014
2132. Sam chasing his shadow on the way to the park.
2133. Soft new sheets via Amazon.
2134. Birds swooping and chirping.
2135. Vava wearing her hat in the sunshine (I think she's finally learning that it's nonnegotiable).
2136. Both kids wanting to snuggle with me before bedtime (it's usually Patrick)!
2137. Yummy supper that I could kind-of taste.
2138. An unexpected email from an old friend.
2139. Happy news for people I love.
2140 Watching The Lion King music vids.
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
2121. A husband who says "enough is enough; go to the doctor."
2122. And holds me close while I shiver sick in the night.
2123. Family who pray for me.
2124. A peaceful morning with my sillies.
2125. The blue sky, green leaves, warm sunshine at the park.
2126. Patrick coming home on his lunch break and putting the kids down for naps.
2127. Talking with my mama.
2128. Patrick sending me upstairs to rest while he manned supper-to-bedtime with the kids.
2129. Sweet snuggles with both kids before they fell asleep.
2130. A good shower and ahh bedtime.
Monday, May 26, 2014
2111. Sam finding grass in my hair and gently extracting it. "No worry mama, I not pull your hair." ♥
2112. Vava devouring salad at supper.
2113. Patrick washing dishes.
2114. Finally being able to eat at suppertime, after a day full of freezing.
2115. Chatting with my sister to start the day.
2116. Sam telling me about his day before bed.
2117. Snuggles with my fresh-from-the-tub loves.
2118. Hot hot sunshine and blue skies.
2119. Vava saying goodnight to the baby.
2120. Having energy to scrub some walls & windows.
Sunday, May 25, 2014
2101. Sleeping in this morning.
2102. Sam's hilarious wake-up call: he comes into my room with his toy pterodactyl screeching, smiles sweetly at me, says goodnight, and leaves, locking the door on the way out.
2103. Coming downstairs to find Patrick hanging clothes on the line.
2104. Vava so excited to wear a dress.
2105. Sitting next to a sweet old lady at church.
2106. New, much-needed gorgeous sunglasses.
2107. Sam & Vava being so excited to see the kites at the kite festival.
2108. Vava calling kites "cats".
2109. Making homemade yogurt drinks for my tired, napless babes.
2110. Patrick's comment when we were watching Nanny 911 ... "this gives me so much hope that we're doing something right." ♥
Saturday, May 24, 2014
2091. Patrick waking up happy and energetic.
2092. And taking us shopping.
2093. And buying us lunch.
2094. And taking us to the park.
2095. And doing the laundry.
2096. And holding my hand.
2097. And kissing our kids.
2098. And tucking Vava into bed.
2099. And tucking Sam into bed.
2100. And tucking me into bed. G'night!
2081. I bumped my head getting out of the car. Sam's voice "you okay mama? Baby moving lots?" ♥
2082. One-on-one time with Vava while Sam napped.
2083. Kids eating ice cream cones for the first time this year.
2084. Hot sunny day.
2085. Patrick making a fire in the backyard.
2086. Vava eating the spiciest Ragin' Ranch chips with bliss.
2087. Hearing sweet boy's heartbeat.
2088. Tiny leaves unfurling on our tree.
2089. Having supper on the deck.
2090. Daylight at 10pm.
Thursday, May 22, 2014
2071. Waking up next to my favourite person in the whole world.
2072. Morning kisses from my kids.
2073. Baby boy doing somersaults.
2074. My parents being awesome.
2075. Patrick putting out the garbage for me.
2076. Timbits making a frustrating morning better for my patient kiddos.
2077. Sunshine this afternoon.
2078. A kind lady in the waiting room.
2079. Sam being so proud of his splint.
2080. A soft bed at the end of the day.
His choice of words made me laugh. His bed is never, even fresh from the laundry, perfect. Smooth & tidy is our goal, and even those? Toddler smooth. Toddler tidy. Before he falls asleep, his sheets are usually untucked, stray blankets slip to the floor, pillows find themselves at the foot of the bed. Ahh, just the way he likes it.
But I do the same thing. When things don't go the way I plan, I grab God's hand and cry "not perfect! Not perfect!"
And he's probably laughing, because obviously.
And I keep expecting situations and people to live up to this impossible standard I imagine should exist. It's like I forget that heaven comes later. Every day I wake up and have to come to terms again with the fact that I live on a planet full of sinners and acknowledge that things go wrong. When things are hard and the car breaks down and the furnace breaks down and my temper breaks down its not that God has it out for me or that He's unkind and is sending a bunch of difficulties because He doesn't like me.
Things go wrong because creation is bent.
Things go wrong because sin is.
Things go wrong.
And we're all nodding because we all have this expectation that echoes from a perfect eternity in our hearts, this innate understanding, a sense of rightness and an appreciation of beauty and peace. And the sudden surprise of disappointment when things go wrong is the dissonance, the harsh clang of reality bumping up against expected perfection.
"Not perfect!" we cry, distressed.
And God, being God, takes that imperfection and makes it the hiding place of loveliness.
In poetry, in music, we get it. When the creator deliberately inserts dissonance into the art, we pay attention. There's something beautiful hidden here. There's another layer of meaning to unfold, some secret to discover, something worth finding.
That not-perfect? It's the gap where there's enough space for grace to meet us. With perfect, we don't need grace. But imperfect? That's where grace blazes.
I am and do a whole lot of non-perfection. You'd think it would make me more understanding and tender towards others, but instead I find in myself a tendency to judge. To point and murmur "not perfect." At you. At myself.
And my sister or my husband or someone who loves me nods and shrugs and loves me anyway and I realize it's not exactly a surprise. Nobody - nothing - in this world is perfect. Human history is just bad guys and Jesus. Anything good comes from Him.
But somehow I try and try and still the sheets come untucked and I misspell a word and forget garbage day and my house smells old and my car creaks and I think I left the laundry in the washer again and
Grace hears the "not perfect" and laughs. Grace doesn't expect perfect. Grace doesn't expect.
Grace receives what is.
Toddler-smooth and toddler-tidy and toddler-untidy too.
My heart longs for heaven, for the day when work produces its intended result and isn't hindered by
my own clumsiness or someone else's. For the restfulness of perfection and beauty and rightness. But right now, I'm going to work on soaking in grace. On expecting imperfection from everything and everyone but Jesus. On receiving the wrong things, the cacophony, the interruptions ... and loving it, instead of pointing and shrieking "not perfect."
Because ... obviously.
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
2061. Banana pancakes with my love and our boogery kids.
2062. Vava wearing her bear suit and tutu around the house - simultaneously.
2063. Texting with my sis.
2064. Patrick taking Vava for a quick drive while I tried to help Sam nap.
2065. Getting the bathroom scrubbed early because Patrick was home all day :).
2066. Being married 8 years today!
2067. Homemade iced tea ... weirdly, it's the only thing I can taste with this cold.
2068. Kleenex with lotion.
2069. Vava's little cough sounding like a fox's bark.
2070. My reliable man, taking care of us all so well. ♥
Monday, May 19, 2014
That moment, when you're sitting outside with a cup of tea, and your hardworking husband is building you a composter (because you can take the girl out of Nova Scotia but you can't take Nova Scotia out of the girl) and he's tipped his hat at that one delicious angle.
That moment when he compliments a freckle on your ankle.
That moment when he confesses that he misses working with the toddlers underfoot because even though they slow him down, they're such good company.
That moment when the birds are singing and you hear the distant homesick cry of a seagull and you know what it means.
That moment when you can't breathe through your nose because you have a disgusting cold and your husband smiles at you anyway and says around the nail between his lips that you're beautiful.
That moment when you realize you're just like your dad because you are starting to get twitchy about the nails that might be lurking in the grass tomorrow to stab the kids' feet but you don't want to nag and then your husband gathers them up when you haven't said anything.
That moment when you quote your kids to each other because they're so hilariously repeatable.
That moment when he's wearing a Curious George bandaid on his hand to comfort an adhesive-wary three-year-old.
That moment when the baby kicks and rolls over, just to say hi.
That moment when you've been married eight years tomorrow and you can't think of any better realization of your vows and love on that day than the exact gorgeous life you're living right now.
That moment? That's a really good moment.
Sunday, May 18, 2014
2051. Waking up with snuggles and smiles from Sam.
2052. Vava eagerly greeting everyone with kisses.
2053. Morning sunshine drying the clothes we left out on the line last night.
2054. Vava eating her oatmeal for breakfast, even though she's sick.
2055. Patrick taking Sam to Sunday school.
2056. My beauty-girl singing the clean-up song and gathering the strewn sidewalk chalk.
2057. Sam with.a soap-bubble beard.
2058. Vava being sad because she had to wait til she got off the potty before she could wash her hands.
2059. Talking with my awesome mama.
2060. Patrick bringing me hot drinks and rubbing my feet.
Saturday, May 17, 2014
2041. Sunshine and a happy morning.
2042. Sam cradling his bandaided hand against his chest all day because Patrick told him it wouldn't sting if he didn't let it get dirty.
2043. Vava re-loving the swings ... she'd forgotten her passion for them over the winter.
2044. Free donut day! Happy birthday Tim Hortons!
2045. A quick visit with Chrissy - hooray!
2046. Hannah babysitting so we could go ...
2047. To donair night! With our generous friends ♥.
2048. Fire trucks on our street and all the neighbourhood kids milling around.
2049. Tin Lizzie Cheesecake ice cream.
2050. Sam asking for bedtime.
Friday, May 16, 2014
2031. Friends coming over to play.
2032. Having a date with Patrick in the middle of the day.
2033. And finding out that our babe is a boy!
2034. Talking with my mama.
2035. And sisters.
2036. Super spicy butter chicken poutine.
2037. A gift basket filled with natural bath products.
2038. Patrick hanging laundry on the line and doing the dishes.
2039. Relaxing on the couch.
2040. Sam hugging my belly and saying "hi brother!"
Thursday, May 15, 2014
2021. Garbage pick-up.
2022. Leftover pancakes.
2023. Chatting with my sister.
2025. Sam practicing self-control when another kid hit him.
2026. Free mocha from McDonald's.
2027. A kind lady taking pity on me at the grocery store.
2028. A friend's blog.
2029. Family walk after supper - found an eggshell.
2030. Cozy snuggles and snacks.
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
2011. Vava's hands on my face, pulling me close for ten goodbye kisses ... as she went outside to play on the deck.
2012. Sam sleeping in.
2013. Banana pancakes.
2014. Sam helping me hang clothes on the line.
2015. Kids totally absorbed in the bubbliest bath they've ever had.
2016. Playing ball after supper.
2017. Patrick cleaning up from supper while I took a shower.
2018. A call from my little brother.
2019. Doing one-piece puzzles with the kids.
2020. Sam asking me to coze him, sing Jesus Loves Me, and rub his back.
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
2001. Took Patrick to work, so I had the car to do errands!
2002. Both kids high-fiving the Target balls.
2003. How happy they were to sit in the big double-chair mammoth cart.
2004. New sippy cups that don't leak.
2005. Lunch-date with kind friends.
2006. A big God to carry today's full prayers.
2007. Isaiah 45:10 ... favourite new pregnancy verse.
2008. The kids happy to have sidewalk chalk.
2009. A Chapters date.
2010. Discovering that a business I predicted years ago is starting to boom. :)
Monday, May 12, 2014
Sunday, May 11, 2014
1981. The kids sleeping in til 8:30 ... two hours extra on Mothers Day, hooray!
1982. Hugs and warmth from friends at church.
1983. Friends for lunch.
1984. Lots of laughs.
1985. Ragin' Ranch chips.
1986. Dishes all washed ... before the chaos ended!
1987. Getting to be a mama to intrepid Sam and irresistible Vava.
1988. A meandering walk in the friendship garden.
1989. Patrick finishing the basement demolition all by himself because his wimpy wife dies over centipedes.
1990. Talking with my favourite woman in the world ... my momma!
Saturday, May 10, 2014
1971. A fun morning with friends at the mothers market.
1972. Sam's excitement over the potty I bought.
1973. Vava helping me carry in the groceries ... straining and heaving to budge the 6lbs of apples.
1974. Patrick's awesome pics of the kids playing naptime.
1975. Laundry blowing in the warm breezes.
1976. Heat on my back while manning the barbecue ... hello substantial sunshine!
1977. An old friend popping in.
1978. A new friend popping in.
1979. Shopping with just Sam - handsomest little date.
1980. Patrick rescuing me from the world's yuckiest centipede.
Friday, May 9, 2014
1961. Vava naming letters and singing the alphabet to herself.
1962. Sam standing in the porch, saying goodbye to Patrick, hair tousled and wearing pyjamas.
1963. Sam, hands on his hips, surveying the collection of puddles, "hmm, I guess it rained."
1964. Vava sobbing because she had to come inside after an hour playing in the mud with friends.
1965. Vava giving me two kisses when I asked for one.
1966. Patrick surprising me with kisses in the middle of the day.
1967. My mother's day present: The Nesting Place.
1968. Sam telling his friend "thank you for come Sam's house, pwees come 'gain soon!"
1969. Patrick tearing the paneling and studs off our basement walls.
1970. Toasted marshmallow mochas while we played at the park.
Thursday, May 8, 2014
1951. Diane driving Patrick to work.
1952. Friends and playgroup.
1953. A satisfying chat.
1954. Reaching eighteen weeks today!
1955. Sam feeding Vava lunch with airplane bites.
1956. Sam being fiercely protective - trying to rescue Vava from the nose-blowing trauma I was cruelly inflicting on her.
1957. The kids playing together outside before supper.
1958. God's beautiful unexpected gifts for our friends.
1959. Getting some big chores done.
1960. Deep conversations in the shower haha.
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
1941. Pyjama-snuggles from my morning joys.
1942. Buds bursting on the tree outside my window.
1943. Kids playing hard at the toddler gym.
1944. Getting kisses from Patrick in the middle of the day.
1945. Sam remembering to ask sweetly and politely, "pwees turn weewo down, mama!" (Please turn window down.) ♥
1946. Sam and Jackson's fall-down hug goodbye.
1947. Sam singing to himself in the car.
1948. Vava hugging herself with excitement over her bath.
1949. A pleasant & quiet evening.
1950. My hard-working husband loading the car for a trip to the dump!
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
1931. Sam and Vava's joyful greeting this morning.
1932. Breakfast all together before Patrick went to work.
1933. Lunch with aunt Diane.
1934. Homemade sweet tea.
1935. A deep nap.
1936. A clearly growing baby.
1937. Leftovers for supper.
1938. Unjunking a little more of the previous owners' stuff.
1939. Chatting with my sister.
1940. A restful evening.
Monday, May 5, 2014
1921. Sam and Vava eating breakfast with their toques on.
1922. Heat! Furnace repair complete by 9:30am.
1923. Sam and Vava playing catch ... kind of.
1924. Vava lying on the floor with her feet up on the wall ... such a mini-mama!
1925. The kids requesting peanut butter sandwiches for lunch.
1926. Vava falling asleep in her highchair, then being all sparkly and wide-eyed at naptime.
1927. Sam helping us load the trunk for a quick trip to the dump ... little Mr. Muscles.
1928. Sam and Vava holding hands in the car.
1929. Patrick doing the dishes.
1930. Coconut lime mousse with carmel on top. Mmmm.
Sunday, May 4, 2014
1911. The furnace breaking down on a bright sunny day.
1912. Taking the kids to the park before church.
1913. The kids being excited and happy for Sunday school.
1914. Sam maybe outgrowing his migraines from chocolate.
1915. My helpful dad. ♥
1916. Birdsong wafting in through the open patio door.
1917. Park dates with my family.
1918. Coconut milk chocolate mousse.
1919. Extra pyjamas.
1920. Cozy blankets.
Saturday, May 3, 2014
1901. When Patrick mentioned the new baby, Sam yelled "best new baby ever!"
1902. Taking the kids to Marina Park.
1903. Sam's determination to walk the entire rock wall.
1904. Vava counting to herself before jumping from one rock to another ... 'one, two, three, jump!'
1905. Vava falling in love with birch trees.
1906. The kids playing hard with birthday-party friends.
1907. Sam letting go of his helium balloon in his eagerness to help Patrick.
1908. Sleepy Vava snuggles at the end of a full day.
1909. Patrick manning the kids.
1910. A happy bride-to-be and loving friends.
1891. Cinnamon bun latte from Tim Hortons.
1892. Parking lot kisses from Patrick.
1893. Moms' group.
1894. An unexpected nap.
1895. Sam and Vava playing gleefully in the park.
1896. Patrick giving me his jacket against the chilly spring air.
1897. Ducks waddling anxiously away from eager Sam and Vava.
1898. Finger-food Friday.
1899. New jams after bathtime.
1900. Hot water with lime ... ahhh.
Thursday, May 1, 2014
1881. Naturally-occurring palindromes.
1882. Diane's visit.
1883. Only being ten minutes late for playgroup.
1884. Shoes for Sam, just when we needed them :).
1885. Helpful friends.
1886. A nice big nap for the kids.
1887. Deciding on a paint colour for the entry.
1888. Hanging out with Hope.
1889. Stories of God's grace.
1890. Geese in the sky.