He is Risen!

We had a wonderful Easter, and I hope you all did, too! Our family went to church with E's parents...the service was wonderful and the handful of people that I had met there before went on and on about how amazing our wedding was (I must admit it was a great wedding)! The message was shocking, but very convicting...it was good. After that we spent the rest of the day with Erik's entire family. It's always good to see everyone.

That night when I was tucking sweet Ava into bed, she asked me to read her a bedtime story. We chose to read about when Peter jumped out of the boat when he saw Jesus on the shore. After the story I asked Ava why she thought Peter was so excited...Ava responded, "Because Jesus is risen!" I love her. Sometimes in the chaos of special holidays, I feel like I am missing the point, I tend to focus on the wrong things. I mean, I appreciate Easter for what it truly is...but I couldn't focus on that very well. I am so humbled by my family, everyday they are here to remind me of all of the gifts God has given me, and the sacrifices He made so I can enjoy them forever.

Molly See's Stars

Last night was probably the scariest night so far in my career as a mom...Erik and I were in the living room waiting for a friend to come pick E up for the Nuggets game when we heard a "thud" and than screaming. I have never heard Molly scream like that before! Erik ran down the stairs to check on her. I waited a few seconds, and when it was quiet I went down to see what had happened. I walked in on a very frightening sight...Molly was in Erik's arms, her eyes were rolling back in her head, she was struggling to hold her head up, and then her eyes closed and her head fell back into Erik's hand! I checked her head for a bump...nothing. She was only out for a second, and we asked Ava what had happened. She said Molly was trying to stand on the ball and fell into the dresser, and hit her eye. Erik called his cousin (who is a PA) and she walked us through what to look for. After sitting on the bed for just a minute, Molly was walking a talking as usual. we checked her eyes with a flashlight, they constricted the same. I thought for sure she would have a black eye today, nope. You would never know anything had happened. But if I never see a child pass out again, it will be too soon!

Picture Day!

Molly-Moo Turns Two!

I can't believe my baby is two years old! I remind myself daily of what Ava was doing when she was this age...and I know I shouldn't compare my girls, but more I am comparing my choices as a mother! For instance, when Ava was 18 months old, I stopped carrying her around. She walked to the car (holding my hand of course!), and she climbed into her car seat. I was pregnant with Molly at the time, so lifting Ava did not seem like something I should be doing. Well, there's really no reason to stop carrying Molly, so here she is...a toddler...and her main mode of transportation is in my arms! I try to stop, but we have to keep up with Ava! By two years of age, Ava was sitting at the table with us for dinner (in a regular chair), but I still put Molly in the high chair. I can see how the youngest child is kept "the baby" in so many families! But, in my defense, Molly is in her big girl bed, and she is sitting on the toilet (just sitting...and wiping...no actual reason for being there!). Anyway, I will post some party pictures later...