Splash in the Rain Puddles

When you are 2 your mommy gets the biggest kick out of hearing you talk.....when you are 2 you are just figuring out how to put words into sentences.....when you are 2 it gets so frustrating when you are so clearly trying to make a point and mommy just can't seem to get it.....when you are 2 you are still trying to figure out what all these words mean and how to tell the difference between the ones that sound the same.  Take yesterday for instance.  On the way home from dropping Jack off at school, Chase tells me, "I want alligator when we home."  An alligator?  yep, that's what he said.  First of all, I had never heard him say alligator before and second of all, I could not figure out why he now thought he wanted one.  The entire drive home he kept saying it....and even turned it into a song.  I brushed it off and felt content to let his little imagination run wild.  We get home, pull into the garage, he hops out of his seat, goes directly to the garage refrigerator,

It's that time of year again.  We have turned back our clocks and suddenly after dinner it is pitch black outside.  NOOO!  Gone are the days where we would finish eating and I would say, "ok boys, ready to get back outside!?".  I have contemplated strapping head lights to their foreheads and sending them out anyway.....but thinking about the reactions of our neighbors shut down that idea rather quickly. :)  It's just that the amount of energy stored up in a 5 year old body needs an outlet.  And the wide open space of the back yard is just the perfect spot to let it all out.  As you can see I'm still in the adjustment phase of the outdoors being stripped away from our evening hours.  But I am thankful that my boys seem to have an appreciation for music.....and expressing themselves through music.  So after dinner when I have to say no to going outside, when they just cannot seem to sit and play with toys or books, there is only one thing they want to do.  They want

My devotions this morning were focused on the love of God.  How amazing it is.  I immediately thought of words to my favorite hymn.  Hymns truly are great things.  Someone once encouraged me to read through hymns as part of my quiet time.  I love reading the words that I've sung so many, many times.  Words of such truth and wisdom that are still as relevant today as they were when they were penned.  So I thought I would share a verse from my favorite, The Love of  God . Could we with ink the ocean fill,  and were the skies of parchment made, Were every stalk on earth a quill, and every man a scribe by trade, To write the love of God above,  Would drain the ocean dry. Nor could the scroll contain the whole, Though stretched from sky to sky. O love of God, how rich and pure, how measureless and strong. It shall forevermore endure The saints' and angel's song.   I think of this verse so often.  I love the image it portrays.  Imagine that each o