Let them be little

Let them be little

8.30.2010

giggles

My little girl brings me so much joy. I am do blessed beyond words. You have to listen to this little laugh. I am sure it will bring you joy, too! :)
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8.19.2010

more videos.

you viewers may not be as excited about the following clips as i am, BUT, i am posting them anyways. :)
in this video, annabelle had scooted off her little playmat a bit. she began in about the middle of the mat on her back, rolled over and scooted. its sorta long, but so cute to ME:
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the last video is of her rolling over.

8.15.2010

4 month birthday today!!!!!!!!!!

4 months has gone by kinda fast. Its amazing how much growth babies go through in only 4 months! I am so proud of my little boo. here are some videos....
sunday morning fun with daddy. we like sundays when we get to spend time with our hard working man!
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AND....check her out in that BUMBO seat. she is getting so much stronger!
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I need to take more videos of her rolling over. I am so impressed. she loves it. Its her new favorite thing!

8.04.2010

it feels so 'normal'

Craig and i are still in Minnesota, enjoying the most gorgeous part of our summer we will see. Although, 'hot' to minnesotans, it is a dream to me, a Texan. It has been a refreshing trip. We have been here for 11 days so far, and i am sad that it is going by so fast. I miss my family, but am not really ready to go back yet. When we were driving into MN, and came to the towns we have lived in, it felt so normal to be there. It has been since February 2009 since I have been to Minnesota. I left to go to Texas and never had a chance to come back. I have wanted to, but never had the chance. It is neat how places feel that way, normal. I guess it means it feels more home to me than i ever really knew.

I wanted to avoid our old house 'Up North'. Every part of me wanted to pretend it wasnt there, even though it is right through the trees of where we are resting our heads. I told myself I would not see it or think about it while up here. BUT, the first day we were here, I went for a little jog on this old dirt road that my jogging feet have treaded many times before. (another oh so familiar) I was drawn to run past the place that "Built Us". It was hard. But, after it faded from my perifial, I felt sort of relieved. Let me help u understand why this is hard for me...I have NEVER felt this way about a house. About a "bunch of sticks" as Craig would say. My life has been quite nomadic. :) Lots of homes, lots of moves. None of them compare to the home Craig and I shared our first year of marriage. The memories that are panited and stuck into the walls and frame of that house are memories I will cherish forever. There is laughter and tears in those walls. I bet if i walked in there I could hear that laughter. The current occupants will never understand the place they reside the way Craig understood it. I still hear the noises of the front screen door slamming behind us, the sound of someone walking up the steps of the front porch, the crunch of the snow under my boots as i seemed to do knee raises just to make it through the mound between me and the door. I hear my kitty Gabby clawing under the doorway to our bedroom, trying to get in. THAT is why the carpet is a little frayed by that door, and the owners now, have no idea why. There is a faint marking on the wall that says "I LUV U". I wonder if they can see it under the paint i used to try and cover it up. I dont know why I am writing all of this on the blog that is supposed to be about ANNABELLE. (Annabelle who was just a dream of ours when we lived there.) It is just is what is on my mind, and it just leaked out of my fingertips. I guess all this to say, its refreshing in a way to be in these North woods. Although I am missing something up here ,there is still the familiar sounds of the wind through the trees, and the loons, and jet skis in the distance. That not-too-hot sun beating on my cheeks and shoulders as i listen to my own footsteps hitting the gravel on the road I have traveled many times before. I am not saying i have the desire to live here again, but that doesnt mean i dont still miss it. I am thankful for the foundation to the life I am building with my sweet husband and amazing little daughter! I miss things in a way no one will ever know or understand, but am thankful for the Lord may have ahead for us. :) I also prayed that whoever would have that home after us would CHERISH it. I still pray that.

IN ANNABELLE NEWS: She is a ROLLER!!!! I did get a video of it the 2nd time she did it, but dont have my cord with to upload it to my computer. :( BUT, she rolled from her back to her tummy and back again for the first time this past Sunday! I am SO proud of her . So proud I was almost in tears. She is so motivated and spunky! I love it! She has been such a trooper traveling all over and staying in different places. She did SO GREAT on the drive up here. I am so thankful! I am so much more in love with her EVERY day! I am just loving being a momma. I am also so thankful for family and friends that are loving her to pieces as well. i am SO blessed! :)


I have heard this song a lot this summer. and it HAPPEND to be on the radio the other day, just after craig and I drove past our old house. It made my eyes a little wet. Miranda Lambert sings this...

The House That Built Me
Tom Douglas / Allen Shamblin

I know they say you can’t go home again
I just had to come back one last time
Ma’am I know you don’t know me from Adam
But these handprints on the front steps are mine

Up those stairs in that little back bedroom
Is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar
I bet you didn’t know under that live oak
My favorite dog is buried in the yard

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it’s like I’m someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
If I could just come in I swear I’ll leave
Won’t take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me

Mama cut out pictures of houses for you
From Better Homes and Gardens magazine
Plans were drawn and concrete poured
Nail by nail and board by board
Daddy gave life to mama’s dream

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it’s like I’m someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
If I could just come in I swear I’ll leave
Won’t take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me

You leave home and you move on and you do the best you can
I got lost in this old world and forgot who I am

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it’s like I’m someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
If I could just come in I swear I’ll leave
Won’t take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me