Timehop Tuesday

Happy Tuesday!  First up- lifelong friends. From climbing stairs to playing outside on their own, Callie and Charlie have always been buds.

My two-year-old girls are sweet and lovely.

Callie's Baptism-versary

Callie was baptized six years ago today.

We had a large crowd of people there to support us, and have found that to be true ever since. :)

God Bless Callie Joy!

Weekend Wrap-Up

Hello! Happy Sunday.

We had one of those weekends where the girls had clearly been (figuratively) drinking some kind of ridiculous CRABBY KOOL-AID.

Holy Moly. Anyway.

Chris' birthday was yesterday. We all took Cal to dance and then went to my mom's for nap time.

After nap we headed to a freind's house for a St. Patrick's Day party. The girls had fun with green hats.

This morning I got to indulge in Maya snuggles and wasn't complaining.

I took the girls to Target and let Chris sleep (happy belated birthday!). And then I went for a 6 mile run. I felt strong. And the sun was shining bright.

Our afternoon was spent bowling with G-ma, Pa, Uncle Dan, Hanna, and Auntie Cat. It was a blast!

Tonight Hanna and I went to see Rachel Platten in concert. Amazing.

 

I tried to upload a clip of her singing my favorite song, but I am currently having first world internet problems and it is 11:20pm.  I need to go to bed, so I'll say goodnight.  And promise to post the clip sometime later this week.

Happy Birthday Daddy, Uncle Dan, Auntie Yoda AND Elliott!!

March 19th has always been a big deal, since it is Chris, Dan, and Laura's birthday. This year is even a bigger deal, because Kitty Cat Elliott is ONE today!

Happy birthday to all!

A Picture Update

It has been a busy week! I'm posting this late after being in my school's talent show. There were lots of fun kid acts, and I was part of a Spice Girls tribute group. Thanks to Mari for the use of the blue athletic pants! I rocked it as Sporty Spice.

The rest of the week was business as usual. Maya hung out with Boom and had downtown adventures.

We went on a family walk.

Callie's reading ability got me in trouble when she picked up my bottle of vitamins and said "Mom! You are not following the rules! You are supposed to keep this out of reach of children!"

Hanna sent me a beautiful picture of the sunset earlier this week.

And finally, Fowl Language Comics posted a particularly relevant comic earlier this week, seeing as our 6-year-old takes any and every opportunity to argue with me that she can. It's like we have lawyers in the family or something...

Happy St. Patty's Day!

I have to admit this day snuck up on me. I didn't buy new coordinating shirts like I usually do. Last night I dug out Callie's shirt from a couple years ago and found some green leggings for Maya. 

But it was important to wear green for Nana!

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In the process of taking the above picture, I also took this one, which made me giggle a little:

And, for fun, some throwback Thursday pics:

 

An Amazing Story

My sisters and I got this email from our mom this morning.  She gave me permission to post it here.

It is too cool not to share.

Also, a warning: possible tears and maybe chills or goosebumps ahead.

Hi girls,

I just returned home from a walk along the Mississippi. On my way back home, I walked under the Hennepin Ave. Bridge and sitting on the wall looking out over the river was a homeless man with flowing white hair and a beard. As I walked past him I made eye contact and said “good morning.” 

He started talking to me about the eagles he was watching. So far he had seen three soaring through the sky. We started talking about the eagle nests around and he told me about eagle feathers and how holy they are. He said you have to “earn” the privilege of keeping an eagle feather. I told him he probably had earned one. That made him smile and we continued to talk about things…places he’s lived (Wisconsin, California and Hawaii), the buffalo…Native American wisdom. I asked him if he was Native American and he said he was part Cherokee. 

I finally introduced myself and told him my name. His response was:  “My name is Lee.” 

I told him about how my husband was named Lee and he died last year and I was having a hard time. He told me he believed in angels and that my husband was in a good place and the angels were with him. His sister was murdered when she was 21 and his mother died and they were both cremated and are buried next to each other at Lakewood Cemetery. I told him about you girls and how we’re working hard to help each other. We talked a bit more (mostly about my walking sticks since they intrigued him) and then I said “nice meeting you.” The last words he said to me were “Take care of your kids.”

So it goes….

I love you.

Mom

Tears, right?  Chills and goosebumps?  HIS NAME, out of all the millions of names, WAS LEE.

I loved the imagery of soaring eagles, so I googled it.  One of the images that came up was of a soaring eagle with a very applicable verse:

Thank you, Mom, for sharing your story.  What a remarkable reminder that Dad is with us.