ordered chaos

Haven't had much to say lately. Not because nothing has been going on but because I've been engrossed in the stuff of life!

Some days I've tackled well my run on list of things to do before school begins. I've also sorted images for the camp, ordered curriculum, chipped away at adoption paperwork,and made crafts with the girls. Other days have been spent pleasantly swimming and playing. Ever since last Thursday, though, I have obsessed with organizing our house, even if I didn't quite set out to tame the beast to begin with. My original intent was simply to clean out the school room and library!

If you were to stop by right now you'd think I'd foraged through each nook-n-cranny, promptly catapulting all our earthly belongings into the center of each room! And you'd be right! Why is it that when you start to organize one space, you go to another and realize that it needs organized as well?! Before you know it the entire house is overturned in an effort to create order? I'm sure you systems people out there (you know who you are) think I'm nuts in my inefficiency but hey, there's a method to my madness. I'm just not sure what it is yet! :)

On another note, Ayisha had a seizure yesterday morning that was not responsive to the medication we usually give her. She was transported to the hospital where the staff also had a difficult time stopping it. A significant dose of Adavan finally did the trick, knocking her out for several hours. She was transferred to ICU to be monitored until she awoke and could keep down food and drink. We were thankful that she was well enough to come home last night even if she is noticeably out of it! When Steve carried her to the bathroom yesterday evening she blurted out, "Thank you for saving my life, Daddy!" Then broke out in giggles! She's not stable enough to walk or even crawl today and her eyes are half shut but she still comes up with hilarious phrases and cracks herself (and the rest of us) up! What a character! I love that I can and do learn so much from my little ones! Ayisha embodies pluck. She teaches me perseverance every day just by placing one braced foot in front of the other.

delicious

"What a delicious day!", said Emma at the dinner table. It's
a good thing my children like fruit since that is mostly what
we ate today! It was MUCH too hot to cook so we picked up fresh
baguettes, and ate them topped with cheese and fig jam. Strawberries,
blueberries and mangos on the side. Yum.

"If I were a king, I would have mangos every day!" (Emma, while savoring the
last bite of mango).

a sweet reunion

Hello everyone! We pulled in early Sunday morning from an amazing two weeks in California. Two whole weeks with precious friends AND no cooking or clean up! That's my kind of vacation!

We spent a week enjoying family camp at Forrest Home with the Sterners, some of our dearest friend since college days. Our kids hadn't seen each other since Caleb went to be with the Lord, six years ago, yet were inseparable within minutes!

Then Kevin and I went "to work" for the camp for several days. As the branding consultant for the camp, Kevin has been revamping the camps marketing materials. I was hired as a photographer for the new brochures and website material he will be putting together. Camp Forrest Home is an amazing place, full of deep heritage, and touching stories. Surrounding the family camp, they run high school, jr. high, and children's camp simultaneously. Needless to say, we were busy but had a blast!

After ten days on the camp property, we (Sterners and Glovers) piled in our vans, listening to musicals all the way to Hunnington Beach where we hung out for another couple of days! I had to pinch myself at the delight of it all...late night chats, card games, body surfing with our kids, laughing until we couldn't breathe....

And now today, I am 35 years old! Thirty five! Oh my goodness, next year I will be closer to forty than thirty! Eek! Oh, well! My friend Diane told me when I turned thirty that the thirties would be great -- freeing and full. I totally agree. I thank the Lord for one more year and pray that this year I will grow in maturity, bearing much fruit, to His glory. I am thankful for those of you who are in my life, you are gifts from above!

Well, my little girls have been giggling behind closed doors, making handmade presents for their mama. I just have to go peek...

wedding pics

I recently had the opportunity to photograph a friend's
wedding in Indiana. I've posted some of my favorite images
on the amygphoto blog. If you have a minute, check them out.
It was a lovely wedding!

onward

"How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of those who bring good news,
who proclaim peace, who bring good tidings, who proclaim salvation, who
say to Zion, 'Your God reigns!'" Is. 52: 7

My parents departed early this morning for Mexico. A new land, people and culture.
Yet the glorious message is the same...

I am humbled and thankful for the example of love my parents continue to live
before me and my children. How beautiful indeed.

daily needs

A portion of today's reading perfectly depicted the prayers for Genevieve, Aaron and her precious family. God is good.

" The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: He shall preserve thy soul." Psalm 121:7


"Under Thy wings, my God, I rest,
Under Thy shadow safely I lie;
By Thy own strength in peace posessed,
While dreaded evils pass me by."

A.L. Waring



" Let God do with me what He will, anything He will; whatever it be, it will be either
heaven itself or some beginning of it."

Wm. Mountford

why not?

Emma and Amanda loaded the van with smiles and pride as they went with their dad to work this morning. It is "take your kids to work day" at Steve's company. Last year was the first time they were old enough and they have talked about it ever since. For most, this would be an ordinary affair but since Steve works in a regulated "clean" environment (free of dust, mold or any other unwelcome "mites"), this is a rare event. Never mind that we couldn't find closed-toed shoes to properly accommodate Emma's growing feet (hers are half a size larger than her sisters), they'll get DONUTS for breakfast!

Ayisha and I watched cartoons (also a rare event), danced to the tunes of our favorite folk cd and now she is about to enjoy music therapy with beloved Miss Lauren.

Lets see, I will mop my floors (while praying for Gen), take a long hot shower (praying), prep for supper (still praying).

The girls should be back just in time for lunch. After which, piano lessons, and a swim with friends.
Steve will throw some marinated shrimp on the grill tonight because Nick (our favorite college student) is coming for dinner and he LOVES shrimp! And I will make macaroons because, well, why not?

before the throne

My dear friend Genevieve will be having surgery tomorrow to remove a tumor that has
been growing on her thyroid. Please join us in earnest prayer. You will find detailed information on her blog entitled, "turquoise gates" linked on the right hand side of the page.

for Genevieve

I will get your cd in the mail soon but thought you might enjoy these especially today. My heart is full with prayer and supplication, my friend.

be still my heart...

I do love to see my children lounging with a book, dirty feet and all! This time I captured Emma in a sweet quiet moment.

my girl...

Ayisha loves to have her pictures taken. Can you tell?

Senorita

Authentic flamenco dresses received as Christmas gifts from U.Sam & A.Karla are
regular wear around here! Love it!

much better

Amanda looks a little forlorn, poor girl, but her mouth is much improved.

pure comfort

Manda's stitches and wounded mouth will only allow for liquids and soft foods. A bowl of chocolate pudding is just what the doctor ordered...

A day in the life....

Upon our return from Grandpa's festivities, we had plans to attend our littlest neighbor's birthday party. She just turned one! But instead we landed in the ER with Manda. While Steve and I were gathering our things to head out, she jumped on her scooter, slipped, and fell face first on the upturned metal handle. Several hours and eight stitches later we were home. I think it was about equally traumatic for Emma who saw it all and cried almost as hard. It's at times like these that I recognize their "twinness".