Several funny stories for you all:
Well, let me preface this all by telling you where we are. A wonderful couple from church invited us to use their condo for a week and we gratefully accepted. After visiting friends in Kansas City, we drove down to the condo here in Lake of the Ozarks.
Last night we went for a walk and we saw a sicada (sp?) crawling on the pavement. I pointed it out to Eli, and he put his hands on his knees and bent down to get a good look at it. Then, without hesitation, he stood up, stomped on the bug, and shouted, "Uh-oh!" as Tim and I looked on in dumbfounded disbelief at the now flat and lifeless bug.
Today we were all three brushing our teeth in front of the huge bathroom mirror and Eli started studying Tim closely for proper dental heigene tips. Usually Eli just sucks the toothpaste off his toothbrush and calls it good, but today he followed his Daddy's every move. Tim lapped up water from the faucet and swooshed it around in his mouth, Eli did the same. Tim spit the water out and rinsed his toothbrush off, so did Eli (although the "spitting" part was more like giving a raspberry). Then, Eli tapped his toothbrush on the side of the sink 3 times just like Tim and waltzed off. It was so cute.
Eli is finally mastering fork usage. To promote utensil use, I've been cheering for him when he correctly uses his fork. Tonight at dinner, he forked his potatoes into his mouth and hollered, "Yeah!" and clapped after each bite. What a goof!
We enjoyed the most wonderful delicacy today: a snicker caramel apple from the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory. It was a granny smith apple dipped in caramel, then a layer of vanilla peanut butter fudge, then chunks and crumbs of snickers, and finished with drizzles of milk chocolate. I have no idea how many calories this thing added to my hips, or how many years it subtracted from my life; what I do know is this: it was worth it!
We are enjoying ourselves so much and are very appreciative to the McFarland's for sharing their amazing condo with us. So far the only casualty is one coaster, but we promise to replace it! Sorry!
In Christ,
Gwenny<><
Photo by MKLoeffler Photography
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Great things St. Louis has to offer
We have recently become huge fans of everything FREE in St. Louis and today was probably the best time yet! We went to check out the less-than-week-old city garden, which includes several fountains, sculptures, plants, and these squirt-up-from-the-ground water features that cry out "Run through me!"
We thought that it was going to be too cold to let Eli run through them, so none of us wore anything conducive to playing in the water (nor did we bring a spare change of clothes). But once Eli laid eyes on the water squirting up in the air, he wasn't going to let us get out of there without giving it a try. We stripped him down to his diaper and Tim sat down to babysit the stroller (aka "stay dry") while I stayed close to Eli as he toddled around the wet tile. A small crowd started gathering as Eli began to put on a comedy routine by holding his face over the water sprayers and they would suddenly and without warning expell huge amounts of water right into his face. He'd look up, gasp for air, and then giggle contagiously. Each time he would do something silly, gentle laughter would roll over the growing crowd that was now nearing 40 or so people. A fountain that was about 18 or 24 inches deep caught his eye and he headed toward it. It had a decent sized wall around it to avoid falling in, so I let him approach it thinking he'd be fine. In a split second, Eli had scaled the wall and jumped in the fountain. Without hesitating, I jumped in after him (screaming like a crazy idiot mom all the while). I plucked him from the water and put him back down to play in the squirty things, but he cried because he wanted back in the fountain. Every mom, grandma, and concerned onlooker in his audience also screamed when he fell into the fountain, but laughed when he cried to get back into the water. Everyone had learned his name by this point and was calling out, "Go Eli!"
After a half hour of chasing Eli and soaking my own clothes, tennis shoes, socks, and every square inch of my body, I decided it was time for us to dry off and move on. Eli didn't agree, but was forced to obey. Mind you, we dried Eli with a blanket and put his dry clothes back on, Tim never got a drop wet, and I left a trail of wet footprints for the over 3 miles that we walked (literally!). We walked down to the arch, went through the landing, met people from Canada and took a group picture for them, watched several helicopter tours land and take off, talked with some people from California, and then wound around downtown until we found a little Italian restaurant and grabbed some dinner.
We finally got back to the van to head home and I took of my tennis shoes and sock and my toes were wrinkly and icky from being in wet shoes for the past 3 hours. But, it was SO worth it! Eli was so fun to watch, Tim and I had a great time chatting as we strolled the streets of downtown, and we had great opportunities to talk to lots of people.
I can hardly wait for our next chance to go visit the City Garden...although next time I'm wearing crocs!
In Christ,
Gwenny<><
P.S.- For those of you who live far away, we invite you to come stay with us for a long weekend; we'll be glad to show you around our wonderful city!
We thought that it was going to be too cold to let Eli run through them, so none of us wore anything conducive to playing in the water (nor did we bring a spare change of clothes). But once Eli laid eyes on the water squirting up in the air, he wasn't going to let us get out of there without giving it a try. We stripped him down to his diaper and Tim sat down to babysit the stroller (aka "stay dry") while I stayed close to Eli as he toddled around the wet tile. A small crowd started gathering as Eli began to put on a comedy routine by holding his face over the water sprayers and they would suddenly and without warning expell huge amounts of water right into his face. He'd look up, gasp for air, and then giggle contagiously. Each time he would do something silly, gentle laughter would roll over the growing crowd that was now nearing 40 or so people. A fountain that was about 18 or 24 inches deep caught his eye and he headed toward it. It had a decent sized wall around it to avoid falling in, so I let him approach it thinking he'd be fine. In a split second, Eli had scaled the wall and jumped in the fountain. Without hesitating, I jumped in after him (screaming like a crazy idiot mom all the while). I plucked him from the water and put him back down to play in the squirty things, but he cried because he wanted back in the fountain. Every mom, grandma, and concerned onlooker in his audience also screamed when he fell into the fountain, but laughed when he cried to get back into the water. Everyone had learned his name by this point and was calling out, "Go Eli!"
After a half hour of chasing Eli and soaking my own clothes, tennis shoes, socks, and every square inch of my body, I decided it was time for us to dry off and move on. Eli didn't agree, but was forced to obey. Mind you, we dried Eli with a blanket and put his dry clothes back on, Tim never got a drop wet, and I left a trail of wet footprints for the over 3 miles that we walked (literally!). We walked down to the arch, went through the landing, met people from Canada and took a group picture for them, watched several helicopter tours land and take off, talked with some people from California, and then wound around downtown until we found a little Italian restaurant and grabbed some dinner.
We finally got back to the van to head home and I took of my tennis shoes and sock and my toes were wrinkly and icky from being in wet shoes for the past 3 hours. But, it was SO worth it! Eli was so fun to watch, Tim and I had a great time chatting as we strolled the streets of downtown, and we had great opportunities to talk to lots of people.
I can hardly wait for our next chance to go visit the City Garden...although next time I'm wearing crocs!
In Christ,
Gwenny<><
P.S.- For those of you who live far away, we invite you to come stay with us for a long weekend; we'll be glad to show you around our wonderful city!
Friday, June 12, 2009
A good day
What better thing in life is there than sharing a glass of milk with someone you love as you munch on Chips Ahoy together? This morning Eli and I had each had our own stack of cookies (mine much taller than his stack of one) and he was delighted in taking swashy sips of my milk as crumbles of his cookie trailed back into the glass. I didn't mind a bit. The sheer joy in his eyes as he giggled after each gulp was enough to overcome how gross it was that the milk was tainted with chewed up bites.
God has truly blessed me with a wonderful son. Thank you, Lord!
God has truly blessed me with a wonderful son. Thank you, Lord!
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Marathon?
I don't quite know where to start, as it's been too long since I updated you all! Eli is doing great; he's growing and developing by leaps and bounds! He has really accelerated with his sign language and verbal skills. He now says, "shoe" and "-ock" pretty clearly. For some reason, the "s" in "sock" just doesn't want to come out. He is doing great with potty training; it's a rare occassion for him to have a poopy diaper anymore. I'm super proud of how wonderful he's doing!
Tim is terribly behind in his seminary workload. The administration was very kind to grant him an extension to complete his work. The college ministry is doing well; we've seen some growth since the shooting. I think it really caused many of our students to realize the importance of following Christ whole heartedly and making it a priority to be at church.
My business is going well and continues to grow a little each month. I've got some new items that I'll be putting on my website soon. Super cute custom outfits, tu-tu's (great for pictures!), cloth diapers, and a few other things. I've got some big orders to do this week and am looking forward to getting those finished and shipped.
I guess what I really want to tell you all about is my new goal. I've been flirting with the idea of training for a marathon for the last few weeks and last night as I watched Biggest Loser, I made up my mind that I'm going to do it! After a quick google search, I found a marathon (26.2 miles) in Columbia, Missouri on Labor Day. Most marathons are run on Sunday mornings, which just doesn't work well with our schedule, so I was glad to find one on a Monday! Today was my first day of training; I planned to go out and run for 30 minutes and I ended up running 4 miles...and I was even pushing the Monster Baby in the jogging stroller! I was happy with my workout, but fear that tomorrow it might be a feat to walk across the room without collapsing. I think what I really want from this marathon is more self discipline. I want to be that Proverbs 31 woman who rises early, the one who works hard and takes care of her family. I guess that's all for now, I'll keep you posted on my progress (or potential lack thereof!).
In Christ,
Gwenny<><
Tim is terribly behind in his seminary workload. The administration was very kind to grant him an extension to complete his work. The college ministry is doing well; we've seen some growth since the shooting. I think it really caused many of our students to realize the importance of following Christ whole heartedly and making it a priority to be at church.
My business is going well and continues to grow a little each month. I've got some new items that I'll be putting on my website soon. Super cute custom outfits, tu-tu's (great for pictures!), cloth diapers, and a few other things. I've got some big orders to do this week and am looking forward to getting those finished and shipped.
I guess what I really want to tell you all about is my new goal. I've been flirting with the idea of training for a marathon for the last few weeks and last night as I watched Biggest Loser, I made up my mind that I'm going to do it! After a quick google search, I found a marathon (26.2 miles) in Columbia, Missouri on Labor Day. Most marathons are run on Sunday mornings, which just doesn't work well with our schedule, so I was glad to find one on a Monday! Today was my first day of training; I planned to go out and run for 30 minutes and I ended up running 4 miles...and I was even pushing the Monster Baby in the jogging stroller! I was happy with my workout, but fear that tomorrow it might be a feat to walk across the room without collapsing. I think what I really want from this marathon is more self discipline. I want to be that Proverbs 31 woman who rises early, the one who works hard and takes care of her family. I guess that's all for now, I'll keep you posted on my progress (or potential lack thereof!).
In Christ,
Gwenny<><
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Fun with Eli
Hi Friends! Here's a new video of Eli eating an apple.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PQVaHB94GoU
He was sitting on the kitchen counter "helping" me wash dishes and he found an apple. He took a good look at it and chomped his mouth on it. He ended up eating almost every last bit of it (stem included!).
Thanks for your continued prayer, calls, cards, and emails. You are all such a blessing to us and we are thankful for your support in this rough time.
In Christ,
Gwenny<><
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PQVaHB94GoU
He was sitting on the kitchen counter "helping" me wash dishes and he found an apple. He took a good look at it and chomped his mouth on it. He ended up eating almost every last bit of it (stem included!).
Thanks for your continued prayer, calls, cards, and emails. You are all such a blessing to us and we are thankful for your support in this rough time.
In Christ,
Gwenny<><
Friday, March 27, 2009
Life back to "normal"
I haven't written in the last few weeks, as it's been pretty crazy around here. Yesterday Tim's boss told him to take the day off and spend time with Eli and I. So, we went to St. Louis and had fun in Forest Park. Below is a picture of Eli riding on Tim's shoulder, and he's leaning down for a kiss (which he always does with a wide-open slobbery mouth).
This is Eli and I in front of the fountains in Forest Park.
This is Eli in the bathtub. When Daddy does bathtime, there are always lots of bubbles involved. He loves it!
This is Eli "helping" Daddy change the oil in the truck.
Tim and I are doing okay. There are moments when we just want to stay in bed and cry all day, but we know that is not what God wants. We have to stay strong and put on the armor of God- we're in an all out war, and we're not willing to let satan win. Please continue to pray for strength and healing for our church family, that we would always honor God with our words, thoughts, and actions. Thank you to all of you who have called, emailed, and sent cards. Your encouraging words and prayers are helping us to keep going. We love you all and are so thankful for such a wonderful family (friends, that is you, too!).
This is Eli and I in front of the fountains in Forest Park.
This is Eli in the bathtub. When Daddy does bathtime, there are always lots of bubbles involved. He loves it!
This is Eli "helping" Daddy change the oil in the truck.
Tim and I are doing okay. There are moments when we just want to stay in bed and cry all day, but we know that is not what God wants. We have to stay strong and put on the armor of God- we're in an all out war, and we're not willing to let satan win. Please continue to pray for strength and healing for our church family, that we would always honor God with our words, thoughts, and actions. Thank you to all of you who have called, emailed, and sent cards. Your encouraging words and prayers are helping us to keep going. We love you all and are so thankful for such a wonderful family (friends, that is you, too!).
In Christ,
Gwenny<><
Monday, March 9, 2009
Yesterday was undeniably the hardest day I've faced. But God's strength is enough to pick me up and keep me going. This morning as I was preparing to leave home, the Holy Spirit prompted me to look up Psalm 28. Verses 8 and 9 tell us that God is the strength of his people, he is our salvation, and he will carry us forever!
This is certianly a time when I need God to pick me up and carry me.
I'm not normally in the 8:15 service, but this past Sunday I went so that I could get back to the craft fair where I had a booth for the weekend. Tim went to teach our Sunday School class in the preschool wing but none of our kids showed up. He took a beeper so our Preschool Director could page him if more children showed up and he came to join me in the service. About 3 minutes into Pastor Fred's sermon, Tim got paged and had to leave the service. Less than 5 minutes later the gunman dressed in all black walked quickly down the center aisle. I was sitting in about the fourth pew on the center aisle. I saw him and thought, "Is he going up to give a testimony? He's not really dressed appropriately to be speaking on stage." Before I could finish my thought, he started shooting. The first shot hit Pastor Fred's Bible, causing little shreds of white paper to fly everywhere. I thought it was some kind of drama so I just sat there. I was so close I could have been there in 2 steps. Pastor Fred ran and jumped off the right side of our stage (it's elevated about 4 or 5 feet) and when he landed, the gunman stood over him and just shot. I remember so vividly seeing the orange explosion at the end of the barrell with each shot.
Two men came running up from the sanctuary and tackled the guy. At that point I realized that this all was real and I had to get Eli and Tim. I started to panic and ran to the preschool wing and into the nursery. Our pastor's 8th grade daughter was holding Eli. I grabbed him from her arms and ran out. I ran down to where Tim was and asked him if it was real. He asked what I was talking about and I started screaming that there has been a shooting. Tim ran out of the preschool wing as I chased him and begged for him to stay with me. I was afraid there were other shooters and that he would be killed, too. When I saw he wasn't going to stop, I fell to the ground and screamed. Someone took Eli from me (I don't remember who) and I just laid on the floor and cried.
These memories have been running through my mind over and over. Last night was rough. I couldn't fall asleep- all I could see was the man standing over Pastor Fred shooting over and over and over. I wish I could have done something when he was within my reach.
I have been replaying it all and wishing I would have taken action, but Tim is good to remind me that I couldn't have done anything. God is good to comfort me and He has already begun the healing process. I'm still working through the initial shock of everything and I pray that somehow, God will be glorified.
Last night we had a worship and prayer service and I experienced the most incredible worship ever. When I got home from the police station yesterday (I had to go be video taped), I got in the shower and asked the Lord, "What now, God? What now?" The only thing that came to me was, "I'll praise you in this storm." Yes, this is a storm- a very real and strong storm- but I will choose to praise. I don't understand what happened. I don't understand why it happened. I DO understand that God is present and He will prevail!
Today has been confusing. Tim went to church at about 7:30 and not too much later, I packed up Eli and walked up there, too. I didn't want to be alone. As I was standing in the church office, they walked through with the defibrilater and I lost it all over again. I spent the afternoon with Angie (our Children's Pastor's wife) and she had wonderful encouraging words to share.
I know that God is the strength of His people- our church body- and that he will carry us through this tough time.
Please continue to pray for Pastor Fred's family, for our staff (they're working very hard), for our church family, and for all of us who saw this horrible scene.
This is certianly a time when I need God to pick me up and carry me.
I'm not normally in the 8:15 service, but this past Sunday I went so that I could get back to the craft fair where I had a booth for the weekend. Tim went to teach our Sunday School class in the preschool wing but none of our kids showed up. He took a beeper so our Preschool Director could page him if more children showed up and he came to join me in the service. About 3 minutes into Pastor Fred's sermon, Tim got paged and had to leave the service. Less than 5 minutes later the gunman dressed in all black walked quickly down the center aisle. I was sitting in about the fourth pew on the center aisle. I saw him and thought, "Is he going up to give a testimony? He's not really dressed appropriately to be speaking on stage." Before I could finish my thought, he started shooting. The first shot hit Pastor Fred's Bible, causing little shreds of white paper to fly everywhere. I thought it was some kind of drama so I just sat there. I was so close I could have been there in 2 steps. Pastor Fred ran and jumped off the right side of our stage (it's elevated about 4 or 5 feet) and when he landed, the gunman stood over him and just shot. I remember so vividly seeing the orange explosion at the end of the barrell with each shot.
Two men came running up from the sanctuary and tackled the guy. At that point I realized that this all was real and I had to get Eli and Tim. I started to panic and ran to the preschool wing and into the nursery. Our pastor's 8th grade daughter was holding Eli. I grabbed him from her arms and ran out. I ran down to where Tim was and asked him if it was real. He asked what I was talking about and I started screaming that there has been a shooting. Tim ran out of the preschool wing as I chased him and begged for him to stay with me. I was afraid there were other shooters and that he would be killed, too. When I saw he wasn't going to stop, I fell to the ground and screamed. Someone took Eli from me (I don't remember who) and I just laid on the floor and cried.
These memories have been running through my mind over and over. Last night was rough. I couldn't fall asleep- all I could see was the man standing over Pastor Fred shooting over and over and over. I wish I could have done something when he was within my reach.
I have been replaying it all and wishing I would have taken action, but Tim is good to remind me that I couldn't have done anything. God is good to comfort me and He has already begun the healing process. I'm still working through the initial shock of everything and I pray that somehow, God will be glorified.
Last night we had a worship and prayer service and I experienced the most incredible worship ever. When I got home from the police station yesterday (I had to go be video taped), I got in the shower and asked the Lord, "What now, God? What now?" The only thing that came to me was, "I'll praise you in this storm." Yes, this is a storm- a very real and strong storm- but I will choose to praise. I don't understand what happened. I don't understand why it happened. I DO understand that God is present and He will prevail!
Today has been confusing. Tim went to church at about 7:30 and not too much later, I packed up Eli and walked up there, too. I didn't want to be alone. As I was standing in the church office, they walked through with the defibrilater and I lost it all over again. I spent the afternoon with Angie (our Children's Pastor's wife) and she had wonderful encouraging words to share.
I know that God is the strength of His people- our church body- and that he will carry us through this tough time.
Please continue to pray for Pastor Fred's family, for our staff (they're working very hard), for our church family, and for all of us who saw this horrible scene.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
What a beautiful day!
Rejoice! Rejoice in the Lord always! Just as Paul tells us in Philipians chapter 4, let us always be full of joy in the Lord. Today is an easy day to do just that! It's a cool 60-some degrees with a light breeze. I've got our windows open and am well on my way to checking everything off of my to-do list.
Eli is napping and Tim is at work. I'm sewing and having a good time chattin' it up with God. He's so good!
Eli is napping and Tim is at work. I'm sewing and having a good time chattin' it up with God. He's so good!
Friday, February 20, 2009
Happy Birthday, Monster Baby!
Happy Birthday, Eli! We celebrated Eli's birthday with two parties: one with the Stokes Grandparents, and one with the Lawson Grandparents. This picture is of Eli the Cowboy all dressed up for his party.
By the way, his diaper was dry when I took him potty a few minutes ago! He has gone 4 times in the toilet today! We bought him a potty seat, but he doesn't like it...he much prefers the real thing. Where does he get this independent-free-spirit-stubbornness?
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
YEAH! Eli went poopy in the potty today! I started potty training him a couple of weeks ago and he's done remarkably well for only being 12 months old. I'm so very proud of my little guy. Wahoo!
P.S.- I wanted to take a picture and Tim said no, so be sure to thank him because you didn't get a picture with this post.
P.S.- I wanted to take a picture and Tim said no, so be sure to thank him because you didn't get a picture with this post.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Monday, February 9, 2009
This is Eli with one of my students, Riley. She LOVES Eli and claims to see him on TV daily. Her mom explained that any baby she sees on TV is, "Baby Ewi."
Please remember Eli, Tim, and I as you spend time in prayer today. Eli and I woke up with the stomack flu and our house is the epicenter of disgustingness. Right now he's laying calmly in his swing watching Sesame Street while Tim is caring for us.
Let's pray this is only 24 hours so we can be back at school tomorrow.
In Christ,
Gwenny<><
Sunday, February 8, 2009
What a day...
Oh, it has been quite a day around here. When I woke up this morning, the first thing I noticed was that my alarm clock wasn't flashing its big red numbers at me. Secondly, I noticed that it was freakishly cold in my house. I nudged (more like slammed my elbow into his rib cage) and told him to turn his lamp on to test our power. Sure enough, a beam of light was absent when I heard the lamp click. We were without power. I got myself out of bed and the second hit came: my bronchitis is 10 times worse than it was yesterday. We got ready as best we could and got to church. Third hit: church had no power and so only the outside rooms were usable. I worked my shift in the nursery and danced and sang in a nasaly/snotty voice to no avail in front of 9 screaming infants. I'm not kidding. I was bad.
After the service, I grabbed Eli and headed to the sanctuary (which was being lit by a flood light someone had hooked up to a generator). On the way, I ran into Tim and the panicked look on his face told me hit five was about to come: someone hacked into his facebook profile and wrote inappropriate things on a couple hundred other people's profile. To boot, we were without power and couldn't get on the computer to fix it (a few kind friends called to tell Tim he needed to get on Facebook and fix it...that's how we found out).
Power was restored to the church just as the third service was starting. We had lunch with the college students (courtesy of the Children's ministry volunteers) and came home for mandatory family nap time.
The takeaway: what might seem like catastrophes in the moment are merely bumps in the road. At least we're all alive and well and are being cared for by our great God. Let's praise Him for His goodness even in the midst of trials.
In the meantime, I'm still going to be grouchy.
In Christ,
Gwenny<><
After the service, I grabbed Eli and headed to the sanctuary (which was being lit by a flood light someone had hooked up to a generator). On the way, I ran into Tim and the panicked look on his face told me hit five was about to come: someone hacked into his facebook profile and wrote inappropriate things on a couple hundred other people's profile. To boot, we were without power and couldn't get on the computer to fix it (a few kind friends called to tell Tim he needed to get on Facebook and fix it...that's how we found out).
Power was restored to the church just as the third service was starting. We had lunch with the college students (courtesy of the Children's ministry volunteers) and came home for mandatory family nap time.
The takeaway: what might seem like catastrophes in the moment are merely bumps in the road. At least we're all alive and well and are being cared for by our great God. Let's praise Him for His goodness even in the midst of trials.
In the meantime, I'm still going to be grouchy.
In Christ,
Gwenny<><
Saturday, February 7, 2009
My First Blog Entry
Greetings, friends and family! Welcome to my blog. My faithfulness in sending out The Lawson Gazette has been lackluster, at best, so I've decided to start this blog to keep you all up to date on the happenings here on the Lawson homefront.
We've been doing well. Eli has been recovering quite well since his night in the hospital. I took him with me to the Upward game today and one mom commented that he still sounded "horrible." If only she could have heard him breath a week ago!
We went to the Valentine's Day banquet at church last night and had a blast. We got to sit with the Cochran's (Kate's parents...Kate is Eli's girlfriend...actually Kate's dad is our children's minister and the four of us parents have arranged Kate and Eli's wedding...they're only 2 weeks apart in age) and with the Ralston's (they're a really great couple from church). We had a super good dinner and then had a Christian comedian Paul Aldrich, or something like that. He was really good. Eli was Mr. Wildman when we picked him up from the nursery- he crawled over every square inch of the church while Tim was picking up chairs, etc, and when we got home, the tops of his socks and the knees of his pants were FILTHY! But, he had fun, so it was okay.
My Grandparents came yesterday and took us out to breakfast while on their way to see my brother Nathan and his wife Staci in Springfield, MO. We really enjoyed the time with them. My Grandma made Eli a Teepee for his birthday and he loves it! I'll take a picture and post it here on the blog soon.
My business is doing well. A lady named Kim found me on the internet and has asked me to sew many many things for her up and coming business. I'll write more about that later.
That's about all for now. When you're praying please continue to lift up our family as Eli kicks the last of his sickness and as I battle bronchitis and a sinus infection (would my name still be Gwen if I didn't get that combo at least 5 times a year?).
Tim keeps saying, "Eli, stop it!" so I should go rescue Eli before he takes a trip down spankin' alley.
In Christ,
Gwenny<><
We've been doing well. Eli has been recovering quite well since his night in the hospital. I took him with me to the Upward game today and one mom commented that he still sounded "horrible." If only she could have heard him breath a week ago!
We went to the Valentine's Day banquet at church last night and had a blast. We got to sit with the Cochran's (Kate's parents...Kate is Eli's girlfriend...actually Kate's dad is our children's minister and the four of us parents have arranged Kate and Eli's wedding...they're only 2 weeks apart in age) and with the Ralston's (they're a really great couple from church). We had a super good dinner and then had a Christian comedian Paul Aldrich, or something like that. He was really good. Eli was Mr. Wildman when we picked him up from the nursery- he crawled over every square inch of the church while Tim was picking up chairs, etc, and when we got home, the tops of his socks and the knees of his pants were FILTHY! But, he had fun, so it was okay.
My Grandparents came yesterday and took us out to breakfast while on their way to see my brother Nathan and his wife Staci in Springfield, MO. We really enjoyed the time with them. My Grandma made Eli a Teepee for his birthday and he loves it! I'll take a picture and post it here on the blog soon.
My business is doing well. A lady named Kim found me on the internet and has asked me to sew many many things for her up and coming business. I'll write more about that later.
That's about all for now. When you're praying please continue to lift up our family as Eli kicks the last of his sickness and as I battle bronchitis and a sinus infection (would my name still be Gwen if I didn't get that combo at least 5 times a year?).
Tim keeps saying, "Eli, stop it!" so I should go rescue Eli before he takes a trip down spankin' alley.
In Christ,
Gwenny<><
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