papa and amie. Thursday, November 11, 2010      

  north/south game. Thursday, November 11, 2010     The kids experienced their first CIU North/South football game this weekend. Their dad and their aunt Cici put in several years playing when we were in school, so it has always been a family event.  I have to say, it felt really weird being back as a mom with two kids, hardly knowing a soul. It made me miss the good old college days, and all our friends, spread far and wide now.  

  music lesson. Wednesday, November 10, 2010      

  multitude monday, #306-324.   Monday, November 8, 2010 a beautiful and fun and memorable ten days in Lititz with our family the two-day road trip home … with the most content little travelers we’ve had yet my mom had the house decorated for Christmas when we got home! a leisurely lunch date with Danny a leisurely dessert date with Shari Godiva chocolate cheesecake my parents’ front porch emails and texts and facebook messages from people who are checking up on me and who are praying feeling supported by the body of Christ in a way I’ve never felt Sunday morning at Sandhills Claudia’s prayer David and Dad G’s weekend…

  for bridget. Monday, November 8, 2010      

  fall in lititz. Sunday, November 7, 2010      

  Steve and Linda moved into their new house on Friday of last week, and we showed up on Monday. It was a “fixer-upper” and they spent months working hard to get it ready before we all descended upon it.  The place looks great and it is very homey and cozy.  Linda has a nice big backyard, and is already planning for next year’s vegetable garden. It was a gift to explore and make memories together in it before we leave for Asia.  

  pillow talk. Thursday, November 4, 2010      

  tonight. Tuesday, November 2, 2010   Tonight I vented to Linda and David about how Judah’s current season of clinginess drives me crazy.  It’s not that I don’t want to be near him … it’s the constant tugging and climbing all over me and only wanting me to hold him or wipe his bottom or tuck him in bed.  Sometimes it’s plain suffocating. I asked Linda, “Why!?”  And she said, in her patient and wise way, “Because he’s just a baby, Jules.  And babies want their mommies.” And then, his little voice was calling my name from the bedroom.  I marched dutifully up the creaky stairs.  I changed a…