Sunday, November 17, 2013

Girls' weekend

Last weekend I was treated with an overnight trip to Charlotte with two of my girlfriends, Erin and Kristin, to celebrate Erin's birthday. Our husbands kept the kids, and we got to have a blast shopping at IKEA, eating a late dinner in downtown Charlotte, staying out past bedtime at a dueling piano bar, staying in a hotel, breakfasting at Panera, and shopping at an outlet mall.  It was super relaxing and so refreshing.  Lots of laughing, silly faces (see below), and memories made. :)

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Losing Control

In general, I enjoy most sermons at my church. There’s the occasional Sunday where I just can’t focus or get into it, but for the most part I don’t have to worry about falling asleep or getting antsy for the sermon to end. They’re seriously just good. It’s a major selling point for our church and a big reason that Dave and I attend there. (The other big reason is the music. I wanted a certain type of music, Dave wanted a certain type of sermon, and we landed at Crosspointe.)

This past Sunday’s sermon I enjoyed more than most. I usually leave feeling somewhat challenged or enlightened, but this past Sunday even more so. Pastor Steve was going through the part of Mark where Jesus is in the Garden of Gethsemane. Not typically a topic that would be of huge interest to me, but Steve really took us in deep, to the point where you could almost put yourself in Jesus’ shoes. And those shoes were intense. For a moment, I could imagine the excruciating turmoil Jesus was feeling (and He wasn’t even at the cross yet). It really opened my mind and helped me to take in all that Jesus experienced. It made me realize that He really does understand what it’s like to feel betrayed by friends or family, to be in anguish, to grieve, to ache. Because at that time, He had, as Steve put it, “lost control” of everything in His life.

Here’s the link in case you’d like to listen. I think I may be playing this for myself again in the future. :)

Friday, November 1, 2013

Emo Kid and Davey Crockett

I hope everyone had a fun Halloween!

We had an Emo Kid and a Davey Crockett. Krew was very overwhelmed and uncomfortable with the idea of dressing in a costume (even to the point of tears), so we put him in a home-decorated t-shirt and called it a day. He thought he was wearing normal clothes, Dave and I got to have a little fun, it was a win-win situation.

When we gave him the shirt to put on, he asked Dave what it said. When Dave told him, he replied, "Yeah, I am an emo kid. That means I'm SPECIAL."

Yes, child, yes it does. :)

Grey wore Dave's costume from when he was a little boy. (Well, mostly. The coon hat was new.) He looked pretty stinkin' cute. :) He entertained himself throughout the night with kicking off his right moccasin (we almost lost it once) and yanking off his hat. He also started reaching out his hand at each door to let them know he wanted candy too, then he'd reach into the bucket and grab a piece and drop it into his Halloween container. I loved it.

At first Krew was a little reluctant to say "Trick or Treat!" and "thank you", which didn't surprise me, but by the end of the night he was screaming them both enthusiastically at each door, and had even added in his own, "Happy Halloween!!" Which was pretty awesome because a couple doors later Greyden decided to copy him and started chiming in, saying, "AH-ee-oh-wee!!"

The boys' friends Ellie and Cate came over to join in the trick or treating fun. We didn't even make it up and down one street before they all decided they were done, but it was a fun night nonetheless. :)