celebrating our town with our little boy........

this last Saturday, we ventured to a little celebration that our town was holding. It really was just an expanded form of our farmer's market, but it was very enjoyable to walk around as a family and let Graeme explore a little bit and pick out his first pair of sunglasses. He chose orange, tiger-ish sunglasses. Snazzy if I do say so myself..............

Graeme enjoyed looking at the fire-truck, police car, and ambulance that the city had on display for the children. He wasn't too keen on getting inside of them, but thoroughly enjoyed taking them in at a distance, wink wink. We were, however, a big fan of the fire department sticker on our shirt............

and, he was also quite the fan of some fresh raspberries, as you can see, wink wink!

I've been doing a lot of thinking lately on who exactly this little boy is that entered our lives on 09.11.09. I'm at the stage in my pregnancy with Job where I am quite curious to meet this new little guy and discover his God-given personality and I think it has made me spend some time reflecting on how much we enjoy the uniqueness of our Graeme. All through my pregnancy with Graeme, I truly thought that he would be our quiet little guy. And he is. And I love it. He is a very affectionate, sweet little boy, who loves to have things in order but doesn't have a heart-attack if they cannot be. He loves to read, loves to play, loves to learn, and loves to revel in quietness. He loves to take everything in and loves to have mama and dada close by in case things get a little too scary or noisy, as he tells us. He is a little thinker and those wheels are just-a-turnin' all of the time.

And, even as I type out this post, Job is having a partay in my tummy. I know it seems early, but I have this notion that Job is going to be our mover and shaker and I cannot wait to meet his grand little self! It is thrilling to me to ponder that God takes delight in forming each of our children with their own uniquely-gifted personalities.

I want my children to grow-up knowing that we are the biggest fans of who God has made them to be and that we delight both in their strengths and weaknesses, knowing that God granted them with such attributes because it is His delight to do so.

I don't ever want to view my children as anything less than a gift from the Creator of the universe, the ultimate Gift-giver. And I want my children to know it-- to know that they have been received with joy and thanksgiving, and most of all, with an attitude of dependence upon God. (Psalm 127:2,3)

I am reading the book, Loving the Little Years: Motherhood in the Trenches, by Rachel Jankovic. I especially have appreciated the author's sweet imploring towards parents in "knowing your sheep" -- know your child or children. Here are a few snippets from chapter ten that grabbed my attention.............

When scripture says to bring them up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord, it is not talking about finding the most effective way to organize them. This is a very easy trap to fall in, because the more children you have the more difficult it is to keep them clean and clothed and fed. Just the basics of life are a full-time job. It is also easy for parents to fall into this sort of life-style because cleaning and sorting makes you look and maybe even feel like you have your act together, even if you seriously don't. What you are doing is finding a way to contain your children, control them, and keep their sin from making you look bad. . . The more children you have, the more you need to be pastorally minded. Look to each of their souls and their needs. If you are focused on upkeep of the house and the schedule, as long as your child is not interrupting that, you don't worry about it. . .Be a pastor to your children. Study them. Seek them out. . . Fat souls are better than clean floors.

happy wednesday to you...........

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