A quick picture of Savannah playing on the deck after swimming in the whale pool.
Archives for July 2010
Slow Dance (a poem by David Weatherford)
I read this the other day and won’t soon forget it. I hope it’s encouraging to you.
Slow Dance
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won’t last.
Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask: How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done,
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You’d better slow down
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won’t last.
Ever told your child,
We’ll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say, “Hi”?
You’d better slow down.
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short
The music won’t last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower.
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
Words to Cherish
This morning I was looking through Madeline’s baby book notes to retrieve some information for a healthcare form. (Notice I said “baby book notes” instead of “baby book.” This indicates her baby book is yet to be made! My hope is that one day Aaron and I will create our own baby books for the girls, designing them ourselves instead of using the standard ones you can buy.) As I was reading through her milestones, I came across some of the cute phrases she has said over the years as her speech has developed. I thought you would enjoy them as well.
11/15/07: want my mittens on
1/4/08: My Meow shirt dirty
1/14/08: Go turn my light on, Mommy
1/18/08: oh Mommy sing “knees toes” me
2/4/08: oh watch Dora please Mommy; that make me happy
2/11/08: Daddy, time eat, Daddy
3/10/08: I like Miles so much. He is my favorite friend.
3/19/08: Do you know where my fuzzy blanket is?
3/21/08: You wearing Grandma’s shoes, Daddy?
3/24/08: Why was Abraham happy when God said “stop?”
6/25/08: Mommy, we forgot Savannah! (when we were going to Doozies and Savannah stayed home with Daddy)
6/28/08: sausageseseseseses
7/14/08: Mommy, you are the best mommy of all.
8/11/08: That green grape stayed still, but that purple grape rolled away from the green grape.
9/29/08: Can I please may be excused?
10/8/08: Ok, yep! (at the end of sentences)
10/21/08: Maybe you can take your tools from the basement and fix it.
10/29/08: Mommy, my pancakes don’t understand me.
11/11/08: I have an idea! It’s really crazy. We could go to Daddy’s work to pick him up.
12/1/08: Now we have to make slider time!
2/11/09: Did Dora have to ask her Mommy before she went back to the time of the dinosaurs?
2/23/09: I was just going to say that I wish this cold weather would go away.
5/22/09: It doesn’t mind.
1/14/10: Daddy, I want you to snuggle with me, because I want to be with you always.
2/10: We’re not in our own home now; we’re just staying here. Heaven is our real home.
2/26/10: I don’t think she (Savannah) knew I wanted a cup. I think she thought I wanted a slap in the eye.