at the end of the spring (and, especially, the pre-school year), I had my doubts as to whether or not we would make it through the summer . . .
we had a good summer, and all-in-all, this summer of ours was quite full--some things were very hard this summer, but many things were very fun . . .
We ended the preschool year with a very sick Nana, but we started the summer by spending lots of time with her and even more time with our extended family. I was able to be with my Nana and care for her in ways that felt like such a privilege and honor. I was able to clearly see the abundant love that she has for my little ones—more than once, and even on her very last day here with us, she asked to see my little Anna . . . to see her cheeks, to feel her soft, curly ringlets. Thanks to the generosity and selflessness of friends and family, I was able to be right beside my Nana as she went to be with Jesus. It was so very sweet and so deeply sad, but such precious time all at once. I cannot seem to find the right words to describe how gracefully and peacefully and sweetly our Nana left us to enter into the arms of Jesus, who she loved so dearly. Nana went to be with Jesus on a Friday, and the following Monday I had the incredible blessing of being there to welcome our precious baby nephew and cousin, Jake, into the world. His life and his sweet entrance into our family (wildly stacked with toddler boys!) was such a gift during a bittersweet time for us. Saying goodbye to our Nana and hello to our Jakey has felt so tender and rich and full. And, in only the way that our Nana can do, she paved the way for us to go on vacation—a vacation that Nana would have been with us on—for a week together as an extended family. It was such a fun time together . . . and, of course, our Baby Jakey came, too.
The summer was full of fun activities like swimming school and impromptu trips to the beach to see friends and some family vacations. We also endured a broken collar bone on a baby girl, many days filled with hunting for lost pairs of glasses, many days scrambling to clean the house for a showing with 3 kids under foot, we logged many hours at the pool, we had a wonderful time enjoying one another’s company, and we sent Uncle Judah off for his first day of high school!
We entered into the summer with a low-ball offer on our house that, for some reason, we were unable to negotiate. In hindsight, if we had taken that offer, we would have closed on our home the very same day that our Nana went to be with Jesus. He was protecting us, and we didn’t know it. We started a new listing agreement and showed our house all summer long. No offers. Lots of showings. Less and less patience from me, and more and more bitterness and frustration growing inside of me. We decided to let our listing expire while we were out of town for Labor Day weekend—I needed a break and our kids needed a break, too. After 8 months on the market, and several failed attempts to pursue purchasing other homes, our house sold while it was OFF the market and while we were out of town! Isn't that wild? And, after seeing about 20+ homes last week that did not work for our family, we feel that God graciously led us to a house that is a great fit for us on Saturday afternoon. We made a low offer and they agreed to work with us—we have a contract on a great house! We are just thrilled and cannot believe God's graciousness and generosity towards us. While this house is just a thing, it feels like a tremendous way that God has blessed us beyond what we had imagined. We are thankful to Jesus for His goodness and abundant provision for us . . . and we are so excited! Inspections are yet to come, so it’s not over until it’s over, but for now, we are hopeful! . . . AND, we have a creek in our new backyard. I cannot wait to see my boys (and their sister) out there with their dad.
We accepted an offer on our house, put an offer on another house, had one inspection last night, and wouldn’t you know it that today our big, little boys started preschool!?
WE MADE IT.
No more Mother’s Morning out for these two . . . they are big ole Preschoolers, and Mr. William had his debut as the class line leader. And, yes, he even got to dress the class weather frog today. It just doesn’t get any better than that!
(I have to confess that I had to HUNT for my camera to even take these pictures. Having a house on the market, in my world, lends towards stuff being stashed everywhere!) Grab a seat, because you know I can’t decide which ones to post so you are getting them ALL! (And, you guessed it: William’s glasses are LOST. again!)
HOW ARE THESE BIG, LITTLE PEOPLE, MINE? WHAT HAPPENED? Their Murphy smiles at their best!


smooches!

I accidentally had the camera on a weird setting here, but I thought these were too cute not to share!

I was messing around on my computer trying to fix the weird lighting (I am clueless about these things) and I came across this setting. If anyone ever wants to melt my heart, please have this drawn for me:



I cannot look at this picture without crying. My baby is so big. So sweet, so full of life and energy, and so very big!

and, this one. so big. so sweet, so thoughtful, and full of never-ending conversation and questions.

he could not stand still and smile . . . too many questions, too strong of a desire to hold the camera himself. rascal

love for the sister . . .


this is hysterical to me!


and, my boys. my sweet tiny boys who are the best of friends and the biggest rascals I know! precious and double trouble all at once! they both have Mrs. Allin this year, and while they are in the same class, their teacher has twin boys in high school . . . she is well prepared for this duo!
I love these two!


this is my life . . . look at those faces!

Oh my heart!

OH MY HEART!

And, William got his chance to play photographer, too . . .


And, so did Hudsey . . . but guess who was being a rascal? Or, a pirate, maybe?

I got him!

And, when we got to school, guess who we saw!?

Sister wanted today to be her day for school. “My Turn, Mommy. ME GO. ANNA TURN, MOMMY!” Fear not, much to my dismay, Sister will start her big debut in Mother’s Morning Out tomorrow morning. What will I do with my two spare hours tomorrow? Work the preschool class . . . and after that, the sky’s the limit! (Who am I kidding? We all know I will be packing this house every day until we move!!)

and, breathe. we made it.
up next: sending sister to school, and moving this family. whoo!