A journal for my children of my life with them

This blog tells the story of my children while they are young.
I am constantly told, like by the stranger when my little one had an accident today in the library, that these moments go by so fast
(although I wished I could have skipped that one).
I can feel them slipping through my hands, all these little beautiful moments.
Moments when I get to be a child again because of their wonder.
Moments when their need for me challenges me (sometimes at the library) to be a better and bigger person.
Moments when I am faced with their pain and must rely on God for their needs.
Moments when I hurt because they are just so beautiful to look at, and even more often so beautiful on the inside.

I don't know if they will want to read these chronicles when they grow up, but I hope so. I hope this journal helps them to remember a childhood they loved, and family who love them

Monday, February 14, 2011

hiking up the warm days

Breakthrough warm day yesterday
It was 50 degrees yesterday, despite the snow.
When the weather gets warm the Keys get hiking!

On the way there, the car slipped in the snow.  Ted being the expert driver that he is, the car stayed on the road and the kids didn't even wake up from their naps. 

Unfortunately, The paint can that happened to be in the back of the car (note never leave paint in the back of your car) spilled all over and we had a huge mess to clean up when we got to the trail.  I was ready to give up my hiking dreams.  But we overcame the mess with babywipes and brown paper bags and geared up to hike!
We went past Mountain Lake to hike the War Spur Trail.  When the path became snow logged I was dismayed again, but after some looks at the blue sky and muttered prayers of gratitude we turned around and hiked the other side of the loop trail this time letting Jonathan down from the pack.

Then the realization;   Jonathan is big enough to hike now on his own.  Hallelujah!





 The kids chased each other down the trail, and we got a good little hike in trying to keep up.  The sky was crystal clear blue above us, Dorathea collected acorn treasures below, and Jonathan is training to be a trail runner.  We hit another trail in our joy.  A meadowed portion of the Appalachian Trail.   We are truly blessed!

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