Memoirs of a Moorings

The Many Faces of SAM

Serious.

Cute.

Silly.

Smart. "I know where my nose is."

Menacing.

Delighting

“Whatever they grow up to be, they are still our children, and the one most important of all the things we can give to them is unconditional love. Not a love that depends on anything at all except that they are our children.” ~ Rosaleen Dickson

Feels like every time I turn around, I'm out buying something for these boys. Especially shoes.........why doe little boys wreck shoes?

I spent last week rummaging through the closet trying to find pants to fit both of them because, well, capris don't work for boys. With autumn upon us, I've discovered that not only does their summer wardrobe need to be replaced....the entire wardrobe needs replacing with bigger sizes.

So my latest project has been tossing out the old and finding something to fit these growing boys of mine. There are baby socks that longer cover heels and big boy feet that have grown a whole shoe size seemingly overnight. New jackets to be bought and warmer pajamas for them to snuggle into at night.

I'm often amazed at my un-selfishness when it comes to these two kids. I'll spend my last on them, even if it means I go without. I get great pleasure out of buying them what they want. I recently came home with a S.uper M.ario B.ros. tee for my big boy. Talk about excited! You would have thought we were going to Disneyland.

Makes me think of God........and how He wants to give us good things that make our heart glad. It gives me chills now thinking about how that feeling of delight that I get in providing for and caring for these two little boys is the same feeling that God has about me. It is God's good pleasure to give us the Kingdom and all that comes with it.

So while I'm delighting in dressing these little boys and making sure they have clothes and shoes that fit. I remember that I have a Heavenly Father who delights in doing the same for me!

Yummy sweet potatoes....and um....glass?

Teething is in full effect! Between bites of sweet potatoes and chicken and rice, this little one found the glass tabletop too irresistible to pass up.

9 Months and Counting.......

It took this little dude nine months to get here and here he is nine months after his arrival.

He's all smiles and laughter. So very aware of his surroundings and overflowing with love. He loves to touch and be touched. Every one who meets him is struck by his cool nature and laid back ways. And of course, like us, they can't help but love the little guy!

Here's what he's been up to lately:

:: Is STILL not crawling. But will scoot in a circle on his belly.
:: Has three teeth on the bottom and is working on two more on the top.
:: Waves bye.
:: Is a bit of a roughneck. He is notorious for grabbing his big brother up by the collar (literally!) or smacking him in the face or even trying to gouge his eye out.
:: Will fuss like crazy if you take something away from him
:: HATES bibs and will do anything to get them off, including choking himself as he tries to pull it over his head.
:: Adores the sight of his Auntie Bobbi.
:: Making lots of mmmm sounds, which of course sound like Momma to this proud mother.
:: Like his big brother, will fight nap time to the death if he can.                   

Passing Through the Waters

When you pass through the water,

I will be with you;

And when you pass through the rivers,

they will not sweep over you.

When you walk through the fire,

you will not be burned;

the flames will not set you ablaze.

~ Isaiah 43:2

Constantly amazed at how big my "baby" is. Five years old is barreling toward us at lightning speed and he won't let me forget that November 16 is approaching very fast and that he is ready for his birthday party.

Saturday at the beach. Watching him float on wings of independence. No fear as the waves beat upon his chest. My baby......a big boy. Soon he'll be out there in the real world. School. Friends of his own. High school. Drivers License. College.........oh my head is spinning. I won't be there to protect his every move. Then a reminder. God is always there. That second set of footprints in the sand.

Watching.
Protecting.
Carrying.

And He's the same God who parted the Red Sea. What an awesome thought. All this running through my head on a lazy, sunny Saturday afternoon at the beach. Watching my big boy enjoying God's great creation. And realizing that this little brown boy is one of God's greatest creations. So there is no need to worry. Even when he's out there in that big world. God will be walking the sandy shores with him........and parting Red Seas if necessary.