Friday, June 3

:: Monkey Sea, Monkey Do ::

I know I shouldn't be up at midnight this excited about a simple splash page, but I can't help it! We're one step closer to getting our site up and running and I cannot wait.

Have any of you ever heard of Sea Monkeys? Better yet, have any of you ever GROWN sea monkeys? My friend Autumn gave Peesh (Peesh is Parrish's nickname give to him by his sudo-brother, Trotter when they were 2) this Sea Monkey's kit as a happy for his recovery period. It was basically like rocket science (ok, probably not for most people, but for me it was) and involved going onto the internet for further research because I could not decipher the pictures and the written directions were about as clear as mud. So, after said research I devised a very scientific sticky note method to tell myself what to do. (Can you tell I was dreading having to explain to Parrish why no Sea Monkey's appeared?)

Once I got over the initial first week I got the hang of it and I am proud to say that we now have lots of little, tiny sea monkey's swimming around in their "tank". They are currently too tiny to show up in a picture, so I'll have to post one when they're a little bigger. If you want a fun activity with your kids this summer and a solution to their begging for a pet, try it out. You can even use my sticky note cheat sheet to get you started!

And as is the case most of the time these days, my emotions as I sit here go from elated to defeated. My train of thought went something like this...we're leaving for the beach next week, did we go to the beach this time last year?, then yes, we did and it was Olivia's first beach trip. And just like that my smile turns to tears and I am still sitting here wondering how any of this could have happened. How we could be where we are. This time last year I was laughing as I tried to squeeze Livy's "buddha belly" into her little fish bikini and marveling at how laid back she was napping on the beach or sitting in her bath sling under the tent and laughing. Those images are thankfully seared in my memory, but a memory can never compare to a touch and my arms are aching for her tonight and always.

The look on our little man's face says it all-complete adoration for his "Sissy." We love you baby girl and miss you so much!

8 We think you ought to know, dear brothers and sisters, about the trouble we went through in the province of Asia. We were crushed and overwhelmed beyond our ability to endure, and we thought we would never live through it. 9 In fact, we expected to die. But as a result, we stopped relying on ourselves and learned to rely only on God, who raises the dead.

1 Corinthians 1:8-9

1 comment:

  1. Your words put everything in perspective, Kristin. I can't fathom this last year of your life. As I read the verses you put on there, they seemed to scream at my heart...crushed, overwhelmed beyond our ability to endure, thought we wouldn't live, expected to die. You were feeling all of those things...and still are. I can't fathom it. And I am so thankful for the God we serve. The God who saved us. The God who walks with us. Praying you would feel His presence tonight, friend.
    Love you!