I remember the day Ethan was born. I had gotten sick with preeclampsia and we had to be induced three weeks early. The pregnancy had already been stressful, but I was a mess at the news we’d be delivering nearly a month early. We already had a one year old in the house, the crib wasn’t even put together yet, and I was still warming up to thought of having two full…
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17 / 52 – Texas
This is us a few days ago, in front of our first apartment in Texas. I remember the day we moved in almost fifteen years ago. We had gotten married 8 days after I turned eighteen. Two days later Branden and I drove a big Uhaul down to Hurst, Texas, a city within the Dallas/Fort Worth area. Everything we owned was in that truck. We were starting our life together,…
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16 / 52 – Mr. John
This is Mr. John. He’s my parents’ neighbor, a scientific genius, former professor at Harvard, a millionaire, and my kids’ science teacher. Every few weeks he comes over and teaches the boys a science lesson. The latest lesson was about how to use a telescope to triangulate the height of a building. He’s so patient with the kids, teaching them concepts that are beyond them in a way they can…
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15 / 52 – Puppets & Pie
Last Sunday was incredible. So many sweet people came and learned puppetry, ate pie, and hear the story of Ireland. And before the event even started, God provided so much! Enough ingredients for us to make 28 pies, local places donating another 35 pies, Starbucks donating 300 cups of coffee, and a sweet family in our church provided all the Irish tea we could drink! And people. So many awesome people that…
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14 / 52 – Basement Dwellers
We are currently basement dwellers. It’s safe and (for the most part) warm. There are no real walls or flooring. And it’s teaching us 1. how spoiled we are 2. how much we have to be thankful for Our hearts are in two places right now. We’re here, still in the States, preparing for a really big transition and life on the mission field. And our hearts are there too,…
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13 / 52 – Traditions
I love traditions! I have these grand hopes that one day our kids will look back and remember the special things we did to mark holidays and seasons, maybe carry them on with their own families or be inspired to start their own! I think more though, I hope the traditions we are starting give the boys an understanding of the reason we celebrate certain things. This year for Easter,…