Life goes on

I have posted much lately, because since my dad died, I just haven't felt like doing much of anything that requires a lot of thought or effort. But it is true... life does go on, and even though my sadness is still great, I don't think my dad would want me to be missing the small joys of daily life. Our children are with us for such a short time before they venture out on their own; it would be wrong to try not to enjoy every possible minute. (Thank you Kristen, for a timely reminder on your Facebook page the other day!)

So here are just some random moments from the last few days:

My favorite jeans got a giant rip in the butt... no longer appropriate on a woman approaching the age of 50, no matter how attractive she may be. These jeans are pretty ancient and have seen me through many a day... including being the one pair of jeans I took on my BEMM trip to Ethiopia in November of 2010. Good-bye, beloved denim friend. (Cue dramatic music here)

Sarah in rapt attention with her Nintendo DS


Candace said, "I wonder how come if I got a guitar for Christmas, I can't play it right?" We took this as a hint and Tom taught her how to hold it and how to hold the strings down with her fingers... I guess real lessons may be in order soon.

A happy future rock star.


Whenever I take a picture of anybody,
Thomas comes running over pleading "Picture me!"


This is just a gratuitous photo of the adorable
Miss Sylvia Kittywhiskens.