My baby loves to dance

Tonight my thoughts are on my little Norah Rose... She's two, and there have been a lot of difficult times of "learning" for that sweet girl lately. That little babe is so stinkin' cute at the same time though. I thought I'd take a minute to record some of the things she's been doing and saying lately.
Norah has never liked getting wiped down after messes. She's been using the potty some lately and one time when she missed, I had to wipe down her little legs and feet. When I got to her feet she looked up indignantly and said,
"No Mom, stop it! Don't wipe my feet, they're 'beauful'!"

The other day Norah was just having one of those days where she was having to be disciplined a lot, and she developed a new phrase that she said to me after each new episode.
"Mommy, you not bein' bery nice to me!"

Sweet Rose bud, you are 'beauful' just as you are, but sometimes I have to wipe you. How I wish that you would always think me the world's nicest Mommy, but you won't. I love you, and care about the woman you will grow into- hang with me babe, I love you forever.
You are such a cutie 2 yr old. You love to dance like crazy to "God Made Me", go outside and kick the 'soccer field', and every once in a while you will let me hold you, stroke your bouncy curls and get the sweetest wet kisses. I love you girl!

Out of my sickness...

Ok, so I dropped off the face of the earth for the past 3 months.  I'm not very good at keeping up with this blog normally, but add all day long nausea and puking and you get.. no word from me for a really long time :)

Our little family is growing, which is awesome- and also the reason for the sickness.  The last few months have been a dark time for me, impossible and undesirable to recount.  Only the mercy of our Lord, the love of my tender husband (who took over all of my jobs),  and the generous friendship of our church family and friends who took the girls, fed them, loved and entertained them and sent us food home too have gotten us through that time of sickness.  But through it we are, hopefully..

One of the first well days I had, I remember washing dishes in the sink and listening to my ipod.  The first song that shuffled up was this-    

Out of my bondage sorrow and night,

Jesus, I come, Jesus I come.
Into Thy freedom, gladness and light
Jesus, I come to Thee.
Out of my sickness into Thy health,
Out of my want and into Thy wealth,
Out of my sin and into Thy-self
Jesus I come to Thee...

Out of earth's sorrows into Thy balm,
Out of life's storms and into Thy calm,
Out of distress to jubilant psalm,
Jesus, I come to Thee.

Lord, you give the sweetest presents to us...  Thank You for being the One we can go to, no matter what we are coming out of.

A Summertime Video!

Hey there, this is Lee. In case you didn't know, Christy has been super-duper sick for the past three months because she's carrying our third baby, and so she hasn't been able to post in ages.

Well, I made this little video and she asked me to post it here for her, so enjoy!