Well, it's now been over a month since I've blogged, and it's time to say what I always say when I come back from a long hiatus--thank you.
Thank you to all of you who celebrated James' second birthday with us. A nasty cold notwithstanding, he's had an awesome 48 hours playing with all of his new toys, and he definitely knows he's been showered with attention and love. He loves his family so much, and it's been fun to watch him make some genuine "buddies" over the past year. Not just his stuffed animals, either--I think he's completely in love with Alexa Hamway. And her vacuum cleaner.
Thank you to all of you who have watched James at some point over the last month. We've been figuring out our new weekly rhythm in Pittsford, and we like it. It definitely requires more childcare than we used to need, and we are so thankful to those of you who have helped us out. We know that he can be tiring and that it can be an inconvenience to you. We are so thankful that you are around. Thank you Calvin, for listening to him practice drums on Wednesday evenings, thank you Kylie for lighting every candle in your house, thank you Lucas for spending the night on our couch, thank you Mom and Dad and everyone who have loved on him.
Thank you especially to Mom and Dad for hosting a birthday party for James last Sunday. Thanks for getting the food ready, for cleaning up, for entertaining a dozen people, and for celebrating that little bear with us.
And thank you to J, for being a great mom and a great wife. Your son loves you so much--I love to see him light up when he interacts with you, and I even love it when he howls for you instead of me when it's my turn to rub his back during a sick night. The last two years have been spectacular. And you look amazing in those new jeans. Holy cow.
Okay, more fun blogging coming up shortly. We finally moved our desk upstairs, so I have a writing surface again. This week's homework is to send me topical ideas or verses for LCS devotions on Dec. 4th. The name of the game is to be interesting without being so provocative that I get fired.
And now, get ye hence, for Shakespeare night approacheth.
