We were so lucky to have Ron home this past week. I feel so spoiled having him around to help with Naomi during the day. We had the oppurtunity to work on the the back yard and to repaint our kitchen cabinets.
However, it was not all work. We also had a chance to spend some time together having fun. On Friday afternoon we headed out to Harrison. What a great day.
Here are a few more favorites from the past few weeks.
Bath time
4 months photoshoot
Naomi and Mummy
Monday, July 30, 2007
Monday, July 23, 2007
A Moment of Reflection
My deepest condolences to the Toews family. My prayer is that God will comfort them with His peace that passes understanding. I cannot imagine what Rosanna must be going through having just lost her husband. Although I did not know Nate, I read about him on Jamie and Rosannas blogs. All that I read about him convinced me that he was a wonderful man. I know that he will be dearly missed by all who knew him. I hope that if you read this you will take a momment to pray for those who are grieving......
Friday, July 13, 2007
Cute Birthday Poem
Here is the poem Ron wrote me for my birthday. So sweet!
A quarter century you've reached today, that makes you 25 my wife, but do not worry of getting older, it's only a quarter of your life. This has been a year of change. Our home has a new face, because 4 months ago, thanks be to God, we welcomed our sweet Naomi Grace. Now your a daughters mother, a friend, a lover, a grad of CBC, to me you'll always be my girl, forever yours I will be. I love you more than words can say, yet still I write this poem. Your smile, your touch, your love, tells me I'm safe. I'm found, I'm home.
Thanks sweetheart!
A quarter century you've reached today, that makes you 25 my wife, but do not worry of getting older, it's only a quarter of your life. This has been a year of change. Our home has a new face, because 4 months ago, thanks be to God, we welcomed our sweet Naomi Grace. Now your a daughters mother, a friend, a lover, a grad of CBC, to me you'll always be my girl, forever yours I will be. I love you more than words can say, yet still I write this poem. Your smile, your touch, your love, tells me I'm safe. I'm found, I'm home.
Thanks sweetheart!
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