Nothing like procrastinating until the very end to get one last recap in for the year! Thanks for following along on what is simply my own digital scrapbook. What once happened monthly, or more, has now become a dumping ground for an entire season, or more, of pictures and memories. I once had time to devote to design and curated story-telling, but now I slap everything in, do my best to check spelling, maybe, and move on. It's not perfect, but it's a pretty accurate descriptor of our season of life - somewhat chaotic but really remarkable and full of fun.
State Fair:
We capped off August with a trip to the state fair.
In all honesty, James just goes for the nitro ice cream, and we get to tag along and play for the day.
The baby kangaroo and camel were the kids' favorites!
No worries, I didn't try taking a baby on the sky tram this year...
South Dakota:
We went back and forth on a family trip this fall. I was freshly postpartum, farming was still in full swing, and the thought of planning a trip seemed like insanity, but we opted for a simple road trip without strict timelines so that we could stay flexible with the kids and have fun where we found it.
We set out for western Nebraska in mid-September, with our final destination being the Black Hills. Our first stop was Kingsley Dam. We were about 5 minutes from the dam when Carver started whining. We couldn't figure out what he was upset about and I just kept assuring him we were almost there. A quarter-mile from our stop, on a quiet, curvy path, he made a noise that will send your blood cold. I turned around in time to see him dry heave. I flew into the backseat, probably landing on Trevin and Myla, reached for a bag that we keep at the ready for Myla's sake, and managed to catch some of the vomit in the bag. We pulled over, got things cleaned up, and then James and I laughed nervously thinking about all the hours we had left driving on this trip with a carsick two-year-old.
We certainly didn't intend on swimming and playing in the sand at Lake McConaughy, but it was a sunny September day and I was attempting to say "yes" more on this trip even if it meant inconveniences or extra work. And after a nerve-frying carsickness encounter, we all needed a little sunshine and playtime to reset. We dug out what we could from our luggage and played on the beach for a couple hours.
The big kids swam, caught minnows and built sand castles, while Mack tried to keep up. Carver refused to get in the water, but happily spent his time digging and driving his construction trucks in the sand. It didn't take long before James had his fly rod out and was working his way up and down the water.
Mavie and I hung out on the sand watching everyone play. When it was time to go, we shook off as best as we could and attempted to find some clean dry clothes tucked into suitcases before we hit the road again. We had cleaned the car before the trip, but it was full of sand within the first couple of hours. We tried.
Our next stop was Chimney Rock. As a life-long Nebraskan, I had never seen our one "notable" landmark. We walked the trails for quite awhile. The kids seemed somewhat unimpressed, but I feel like I can die at peace now knowing I have stood in the presence of Chimney Rock. I don't really do bucket lists, and if I had one I don't think Chimney Rock would be on it, but it's been experienced now, so yeah.
Macklin referred to every rock/monument we saw as the "School of Rock," so he may never realize he saw Chimney Rock, because it will probably forever be the School of Rock to him.
James made sure we stopped and read each informational sign on our hike. Being James, he would read aloud to our family, but would change some of the words or phrases - usually things that excluded God's hand in creation or referenced millions of years. Unbeknownst to him, at one of our homeschool family sign readings, another group came up behind us and listened in. I let him continue his little sermon overlooking the landscape. He was surprised when he turned around, but in typical James fashion, he just flashed them a smile, said good morning, and continued on his way without skipping a beat. Gosh, I love him.
We stayed our first night in Gering with plans to make a few more Nebraska stops before finding our way to South Dakota. We also randomly stopped at Scottsbluff National Monument and took the Summit Road to see a few more sights. We decided to get out to hike some and it ended up being one of our favorite parts of our entire trip. (Except Carver. He hated the hiking backpack.)
James really wanted to visit Fort Robinson, so we spent a couple hours there exploring and turning it into the day's history lesson. Then we hit the road again and crossed the border into South Dakota.
We stayed in an Airbnb with the coolest outdoor space. The house was positioned in a canyon with a creek running through the property, which provided the loudest, most peaceful rushing water soundtrack during our stay.
The sandy beach was a hit. (I guess we don't have to get to the ocean to play in the sand.) Countless hours were spent building and playing.
The water was cold, but that didn't stop the kids from playing or James from fly fishing in the stream.
As a family with big kids and little kids, it can be a challenge to find places and activities that work for everyone. We've found that it's best to book a location that has a great landing spot. The reality is that toddlers and babies need naps, and they need to go to bed at a decent hour. It's not fair to push them to the point of exhaustion over and over and over again and expect them to enjoy a vacation, or let anyone else enjoy it for that matter. On the flip side, it's not fun to confine big kids every time a toddler needs to sleep. The solution? Find a great location that has activities built in. That way there's always something to do when we inevitably have to retreat for nap time. Also, saving some fun things for after the littles go to bed can go a long way in helping big kids feel like it's a trip for them too.
The canyon was beautiful and the weather was perfect. But as soon as the sun dipped below the canyon walls, it got chilly quick.
We took some day trips around to different locations. Mount Rushmore was Myla's request, and actually the reason we chose to do South Dakota this year. We're studying American History in school right now, so it was a good excuse to see this historic monument.
We spent a decent amount of time in the hot tub when it was cold.
Of all the places, the porch was my favorite place to be. We moved the TV out here to watch the Husker volleyball game one night and a movie a different night. We snuggled up under blankets and listened to the roar of the water in the creek. We played countless hours of board/card games and ate most of our meals out here too. I could nurse Mavie on the couch and see and hear the rest of the family in the creek. It was a prefect landing spot.
The kids had fun playing in the house too. Myla's room had a desk, and it took her .2 seconds to have all of her things set up as if it was her own. Her books on the shelf, her pens in the pencil holder, her notebook on the desk at the ready, and her toys displayed for all to see.
The kids played a few rounds of hide and seek. Myla and Mack had been looking for Trevin for awhile when Myla hollered out, "Marco!" Macklin instinctively yelled, "Polo!" without realizing that wasn't helpful in the least bit.
We ate most of our meals at the house, trying to keep it as simple as possible, but we ate out while traveling or when we were sightseeing. I realized for the first time on this trip that we may have graduated into a two-table family... at least at some restaurants.
We took some day trips around to different locations. Mount Rushmore was Myla's request, and actually the reason we chose to do South Dakota this year. We're studying American History in school right now, so it was a good excuse to see this historic monument.
We also stopped at Sylvan Lake. We hiked and fished and only caused a few scenes with toddler meltdowns.
Sylvan Lake was so beautiful and was certainly worth the stop!
Every time we fished, Carver would say, "catch big shark" over and over again.
It was a great trip. Manageable and fairly painless even with littles. I'm learning more and more, just book the trip. Even if it sounds hard. Even if it is daunting. Just go and do and be really flexible. If you do that, maybe, just maybe, you'll come home totally exhausted with priceless memories and hopes of doing it all again someday.
School:
When we're not visiting national monuments or petting exotic animals at the fair, we hit the books at home!
5th year homeschooling!
Trevin: 7th Grade
Myla: 3rd Grade
Mack: Pre-K
Mack has made big strides this fall and is just starting to sound out words. We're still working on combining sounds, but it's been fun to see his confidence recognizing letters and saying the sounds.
I love myself a good, quiet homeschool week. Seeing the kids learn and become more and more independent gives me so much hope as I'm trying to teach the alphabet to one toddler, wiping the rear of another, and nursing a baby. The seasons truly are short. I'm finding a lot of joy in these middle years with Trevin and Myla.
School on the deck is always a great way to have a change of scenery with new distractions! I mean focus.
Trevin's favorite distraction is always Maylin.
If a video is involved, the little boys are also involved.
Maybe you're wondering, "How do you homeschool with little kids around?" Here's my response, "Oh there's a decent amount of screaming happening. Have you been around a two-year-old? Yeah, that's gonna happen, especially if there's also a 4-year-old... and a baby." In all reality, it's not always easy. Sometimes we have to shift gears, change plans, pause instruction, and manage the crisis. I like to think that it's cultivating a sense of adaptability in myself and my big kids. *I like to think that.* Have I mentioned flexibility yet in this post? Yeah, we're really trying to emphasize that. When it works, James will take a little boy with him to get some one-on-one time and give us a better chance at a less chaotic school morning. It is helpful, but not always possible.
Trevin and Myla both went on a field trip to Stuhr Museum this fall.
Myla went to Community Building and Trevin did Overland Trails.
James arranged for the kids to visit their uncle's vet clinic one morning. They got in a on a few different things, but most notably was a C-section performed on a bulldog. Little did we know, Trevin doesn't handle that type of thing very well and had to leave the room to get a little air. Like father, like son apparently. We were so appreciative of Dalane and his staff letting them visit!
While James had the big two, I took the opportunity to break out the kinetic sand with the little guys. Sprinkling in activities for them throughout the week can really help our other school mornings go smoothly. Or at least that what I'm telling myself.
We're still participating in a small coop this year. It looks a lot different, but has matched our season of life better. Trevin and Myla are touching on some writing, geography, art, and literature with the group and it's been a great supplemental opportunity. Plus, the real benefit of consistent friend time every week. Mack and Carver even got in on the art project last month.
We're taking a nice long winter break. We were over halfway with most of our curriculum before Thanksgiving, so we're in no rush to cram things in right now. We'll get back into routine in January and the goal is always to do more science than we did last semester. (Really thankful for our lifestyle science that happens naturally, but man do I struggle so much with any formal science.)
Farming:
The 2024 farming season has come to an end.
James's one shadow multiplied to two this fall. It was hard to take one without the other, but it often worked better to trade one boy out for another. So many trips out to the field this fall to do the trades. Mack still loves himself a good tractor/combine nap. James almost always had a blanket in the cab to make Mack his "nest" behind the seat. He'd crawl back there and snooze willingly. (He doesn't dare nap at home for me though, mind you. Explain that one.) Carver would fall asleep on James's lap on occasion, but typically he would ride after his nap at home, so he was usually fully energized and ready to farm.
Somehow we manage to keep squeezing more bodies in the combine each year. These scrunched family cab photos are my favorite.
Trevin ran grain cart solo for the first time this year. If I told you I didn't tear up when I saw him running next to his dad for the first time, I'd be lying. He was such a trooper and took a huge step into maturity. We ended up in a little bit of a time crunch, so in one stretch Trev ran the grain cart 22 hours over the course of two days. He worked really hard and listened to lots of audiobooks and FM radio.
Not only is everything harvested, but 1/3 of our 2025 acres are already planted. Overachievers over here. In reality, we grow winter wheat, so it gets planted in the fall. I really love the wheat. It's low-maintenance, beautiful, and shakes things up a little bit with the staggered seasons.
I'm starting to feel the benefit of having big kids more and more. Trevin delivered a lot of tractor meals to James this year, but when it was my turn, I would leave the kids home if I could, (taking Mavie if she was awake,) and ride a few rounds with James at drop off. Those moments were such a refreshment for me. When we're in it, it just feels normal, but thinking back to it at the end of every year, I'm always amazed that we survived another growing season with all of the weight, pressure, and stress it brings.
We were able to finish our 2024 harvest as a family. We all rode for the last several rounds. After we finished, I hopped out to go back for my car. Myla and Mack wanted to jump in with Grandpa in the tractor, Trev and Carver were going to ride back with James in the combine. I got to the end of the field and turned around. I saw the most tender sacred moment. A man holding his grandson, wrapping his arm around his son, and lifting up a prayer of praise and gratitude for the Lord's provision. His provision of the harvest and his provision of safety. To God be the glory. Little did I know, this wasn't a one-off moment. This was a habitual post-harvest prayer that happens every year.
This is what the gospel looks like. Every moment being shaped by His glory. Fixing our eyes on the One who is the author and perfecter of our faith. If you look closely, you can see four children in this picture, witnessing what it means to live out your faith. That moment is a testimony to them, whether they will remember it or not. My desperate hope and prayer is that their lives are full of little moments like this that are anything but little. "Praise God, from whom all blessings flow."
I don't know how to transition from that sweet sentimental picture to what I'm about to recap... so we're just going to jump in.
Butchering:
I mentioned last time that James had ordered 80 broiler chickens. They were cute for such a short time.
Trevin was looking to make some extra money over the summer, so he ran point on the chicken chores and responsibilities. We kept them in the chicken shed until they were a little bigger. At that time they were moved into two rolling cages that we moved every day. I didn't "love" having them in the yard, but the reward was worth it in the end.
They grew really well and we only lost maybe three birds. We did push our butchering date a week later to give them an extra week of growth.
Butchering day arrived and it went so smoothly. We butchered with James's sister and her family, who also raised birds. James's family has made chicken processing a well-oiled machine, and we were able to reap the benefits.
Trevin helped run the boiler and plucker, while James and I worked on gutting. It had been more than a decade since I had helped with chicken butchering, so it took me a minute to get into the rhythm. I lined up my mom to watch my little two so that I could actually be helpful. Myla and Mack happily ran around with cousins all day.
A portion of our birds were sold, mostly to family, some given away, and the rest we kept. We most definitely had to buy a new deep freeze to house them all, but it's been so nice to have chicken at the ready. We pull out three birds at a time for the smoker. Typically we eat one fresh, maybe make a pot of soup with some of the other meat and then I refreeze the extra smoked chicken to be used over the next few weeks. I always make a big pot of chicken stock with the bones and can it when I have the time.
This isn't the cheapest option. You're not saving yourself money by doing it yourself, but if you care about quality and what additives are in your meat, we definitely think it's worth the cost. Big fans. Will 100% do this all again next year.
On a slightly different note, our laying hens have had a traumatic fall. The two batches of chicks that we hatched out all ended up to be roosters I'm pretty sure. 5 bonus roosters... And they were the actual worst. They didn't get along with the hens or our other rooster. They wouldn't stay in the fence with the rest of the chickens, so they pooped all over our deck, porch, and concrete pad. One got to Myla's face. They became this gang of chicken thugs just strutting around the yard. I began to loathe them. Eventually they killed a couple hens and mauled our rooster who had gotten stuck in the fence. So all of them were intentionally disappeared. Life on the farm has been much more peaceful since then and the girls are happily laying again. I think we're done hatching out our own (100% chance roosters) and we'll reorder chicks this spring to help supplement our flock.
Fall:
A real quick picture overview of other highlights from this fall:
If we have one baby on our lap, we have two... or three. A full lap the perfect picture of the load we carry in this season, but the absolute blessing that it is.
Pumpkin Patch!
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| Volleyball on the deck |
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| Husker Harvest Days |
Last day of the bakery being open. So many memories have been made in this space. The end of an era for sure!
Ashton is still taking preorders, so thankfully we can still get the best pastries!
20th Annual Kliewer Bunco party
Attire: Dress as your husband or father
I definitely creeped James out when I put my costume on and tried to kiss him.
I also accidentally terrified Carver.
Being a bearded lady is no joke. It was itchy and impossible to eat with. I now have much more respect for my husband after walking in his shoes for one evening. He's the real man of the home. I'll take the pains of high heels over that any day.
Days with cousins!
Halloween:
The kiddos voted on aquatic animals for halloween this year.
Myla: seahorse, Mack: stingray, Carver: shark, Maylin: octopus
Trevin was just happy to eat all of Mavie's candy.
We made the trip in to my grandma's house to trick-or-treat because it had been a few years. I have sweet memories spending Halloween in Sutton at her house with my cousins, so it's always nostalgic to take the kids there dressed up in their costumes.
Thanksgiving:
Thanksgiving looked a little different this year. My in-laws celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary this month and we decided to celebrate over Thanksgiving with the whole fam at the Lied Lodge in Nebraska City.
Since we were going to be in the area, we met James' sister Hannah and her family at the Lewis and Clark museum to kickoff the trip.
Time at the lodge was spent in the swimming pool, sharing meals, playing outside, and chatting in our make-shift sitting area at the end of the hall.
I took so few pictures, mostly because I was wrangling babies and toddlers every given moment, but the trip was full of special moments and time with dear family.
Christmas:
The most wonderful time of the year. The Christmas season seemed to go especially fast this year. I did my best to slow things down and enjoy each day, but man oh man, I would love to just relive it all again.
Christmas program for my 3 middles.
This was Carver's first year on the stage, and Mack's first year being in the entire program.
Myla had the role of narrator and she did an incredible job. I love to see how different our kids are. Trevin would have been sweating bullets for weeks, anxiously practicing with me over and over again to make sure he didn't mess up. With Myla, it got to program day and I realized we hadn't gone over her script. (I know. I know. That was not an amazing moment for me.) I asked her, "Do you want me to go over your lines with you?" She replied in her sweet, bubbly voice, "No, that's ok. I've been practicing." I was hesitant, but I trusted her and knew she had in fact practiced more than enough. She wasn't the least bit nervous, which almost made me nervous. But she did a wonderful job. She loves performing for things like this and it showed. I was so proud of her. She received so many compliments on how well she did and I told her it was all true. She was able to help tell the great story of Christmas, the story of Immanuel, God with us. What a gift it was.
My tiny little 8-year-old girl carried herself with the grace of a wise woman that night and it left tears in this mama's eyes.
Other Christmas activities...
Gingerbread houses (or walls of Jericho)
Matching Christmas jammies
We always do some type of Advent study each year. It's usually chaotic, but moments like these make it worth it to push through the noise and distractions.
Maylin's first Christmas
We had a quiet Christmas Eve home with the kids, and had our parents over for meals on Christmas Day.
Carver ran around all day yelling, "Birthday party for Jesus!"
Trevin:
+ Took hunter safety this fall and spent some time in the deer blind, but unfortunately he didn't have any success. James has tried to take him out coon hunting, but Trevin's line is usually, "I only like to hunt things I can eat."
+ Loves playing songs on his new electric guitar.
+ He bought a metal detector with his roguing money. We have watched some Duck Family Treasure and it has certainly sparked an interest in him. He has spent hours upon hours digging in our yard. My grass has only suffered slightly. He's done a little treasure hunting in Stockham and some other historic places in hopes of uncovering some cool finds. He's found some interesting things, but nothing of note or value yet. Although one of the first days of hunting in the yard he came inside very excited. He said, "Look what I found." as he handed me a button. It had the word LEE on it. I looked at him and could tell he was excited. Being the incredibly kind and loving mother that I am, I said, "It says Lee... (he nodded) like General Lee?" I knew this is what got him excited. He squirmed and said hesitantly, "Maybe." I giggled and had to break the news that it was a button off of his dad's jeans. (To be fair, there are a lot of civil war buttons found on the show, so he was hoping he struck gold with this one.)
+ Trevin enjoys scouring Ebay for collector Lego minifigures and sets. He has found missing pieces to some James's old sets and has been able to rebuild them to completion. His Lord of the Rings minifigure collection is becoming something worthy of display.
The biggest highlight of Trevin's year was deciding to be baptized. It was something he had considered for awhile, but not something that we wanted him to rush. We really desired for him to know exactly what he was committing to and for it to mark his life forever. It was never something we pushed or even suggested. We wanted him to come to it on his own, and with time, he did. Leading up to his baptism, we had many conversations about the gravity of it, what it meant, understanding the gospel, and praying through the decision. The fruit in his life this year has been evident of a true transformation that the Lord is doing in his heart. Trevin was baptized in front of our church family on August 25. It was truly the most joyful day.
This was a day we had prayed for - a desire to walk with the Lord. I had happy tears all day. I'm so proud of him and so so so very thankful for Jesus.
Myla:
+ She has been splitting piano lessons with Trevin this fall, going every other week. But starting in January she will be able to have her own lesson slot and go every week.
+ Part of her Christmas present was gymnastics! It's been something she's been wanting to do for a long time, but not something I felt we've had the margin for. I was able to work something out with James's cousin to do private lessons once a month to get her some exposure and not require a weekly commitment for us to manage. She can't wait to start in January!
+ She still has to pinch herself that she really has a sister.
+ Myla can still be found crafting all day long. She often includes Mack and they can spend hours in her room or the schoolroom creating all sorts of treasures together.
Macklin:
+ He is commonly known for wearing slacks as sweat pants. One day he showed up to the chiropractor in slacks and a tie-dye shirt. He was ready for a BBQ or a funeral, whatever came his way. I would have never let Trevin do that, but Macklin is the third born and I think it's just deeply ingrained in him to be like this and there's not much I can do about it.
+ He finds so much humor in potty talk and all gross things. He thinks streaking through the house is hilarious and any song that can have lyrics replaced by "poop" is the funniest thing he's ever heard. I will never understand.
+ Mack is always happy to be included in anything we're doing. Whether it be working or hunting with James, baking with me, metal detecting with Trev, or crafting with Myla... he's just thrilled to join in.
Carver:
+ He has more words every week. When he first started saying no, it was always, "No way." Never in a rude tone, but just a simple, "No way" sometimes even with a smile.
+ He called semis, "oh mys" for the longest time. It has recently transitioned into "so mys."
+ He has been picking up colors this fall and called orange, "oink" for awhile. Now it's "oranges!" and it is his favorite color. He always wants the "oranges!"
+ Every time he wants to know if something is his, it is always, "Actually mine?" Yes, it is actually yours.
+ We've been working on shapes and he refuses to say triangle, instead it is "pizza". All triangles are "pizza".
+ He has earned the nickname hockey puck from James, thanks to his missing tooth.
+ He loves to make people laugh and can often be caught laughing at himself.
+ He still takes a nap every day, but he's to the point where he can skip if we need to.
+ In all honesty, it's been a hard season for this guy. I tell people, he became a big brother, turned two, and got a tooth pulled and he's never been the same. That was true in a lot of ways. A flip switched in our happy, content, go-with-the-flow buddy. We would still see glimpses of that, but most of the time he was screaming. Everything was a battle. Nothing seemed to make it better, or worse, it was just a new constant. He had an angst about him that was foreign. I was so weary, but man did it increase my reliance on the Lord. Sanctification. (Silver lining, right?) Last week we almost literally saw the switch flip back. He's been sweet and hilarious and the Carver we once knew. I don't know what in the world we just went through, but man I feel like I can finally exhale for the first time since summer. He is still two, certainly, but I can (usually) manage the normal two-year-old tantrums that come and go. It's been so good to see his joy return, even at the expense of some new gray hairs on my head.
Maylin:
Big changes for this girl the past few months!
+ She's the happiest baby. She smiles all the time, and she makes it difficult to get anything done because we just want to sit and play with her. If you hold her in the air she pumps her legs and swings her arms in an outburst of excitement. I always say, "Giddy up!" when she's doing it, but James calls it her tail wag.
+ I think we've decided that her eyes are hazel. Some days they looked green, other days blue, and some days totally gray. I wouldn't say that they've ever looked brown, which was a first for our family! They've mostly settled into hazel now, but they will play tricks on us occasionally and really pull a different color from time to time.
3 Months
+ She loves her pacifier and bath time.
4 months
+ Maylin loves to babble and has started making motor noises. Carver and I can get her to giggle the most. I can usually only get a laugh if I'm tickling her, but Carver can get her going just by being himself. She thinks he's hilarious.
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| 5 Months |
+ Mavie really started recognizing people the past month or two. She really loves me and has started to become a little clingy. It's not unusual for her to get scared if someone else takes her, it has even happened to James and the kids, although she's usually more mad with them than scared. If she wants mom, she wants mom. If she hears me talk, she starts whining for me. If she sees me walk by, she starts whining for me. I feel so loved.
+ She has been a good sleeper overall. She was sleeping about 9 hours, 8pm-5am, by 3 months. We were settled into that for awhile, but nap schedules and growth spurts shifted it into 7pm-4am. I didn't hate that. I felt like I had enough time to get another hour or two of sleep after the 4am feeding. She would sleep until close to 8 most mornings. She slept past that early morning feeding some, but not consistently. We've settled into a decent rhythm with that schedule + 2 daytime naps, sometimes a short third if we're desperate.
6 Months
+ She started rolling all over the place in November. I guess she wasn't satisfied with that, because she started crawling on December 14. It was about a week of cute, clumsy crawling, but now we're full-blown moving everywhere. She figured out how to sit in the process as well. She can get moving pretty fast sometimes, and she has officially found the Christmas tree. So Christmas will be coming down very soon. She also has a favorite plant and will find it any chance she gets. Carver thinks his life is ruined now that Mavie can get into all of his toys. We installed our first official baby gate for the stairs. We've only ever used a suspension rod one that we jump over, but with a couple toddlers that need to get through, it was time for something they can use independently. Now we're having a lot of practice picking up toys that Mavie can't have. She's standing up playing with toys on the floor, and she has just started reaching up and getting to her knees from the hearth. Buckle up, Megan.
+ Her first tooth just popped through on December 27! The other one is not far behind. It has messed with her sleep and has made her a little more sad than usual. So begins the endless teething saga!
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| 7 Months |
We just adore our Mavie girl. She is so much fun and the greatest gift from 2024.
Family Photos:
I went back and forth on family photos this year, but ultimately decided to go for it and I am thankful I did. Our friend, Cody Farrall, took them and did an incredible job.
We may have gotten hundreds of mosquito bites, but no West Nile, so it was worth it.
We love the "fullness" of our house right now. Each of these little hearts are forever intertwined with mine. Thank you, Jesus.
Happy New Year, friends.
