giving up Facebook

only for a time. I have to admit, I was very hesitant to stop using Facebook for awhile. There is no good reason why I was hesitant. I've been on Facebook for 8 or so years, I've gone that whole time without taking a break. It was becoming too much of my world. So sad. The great thing about it is, it hasn't been as difficult as I thought it would be. That's all that needs to be said about it right now. I'm sure I'll recap when this is all over. I'm thankful that God put this conviction on my heart.

The kids have been wonderful lately.

Charles (3) is really starting to grow up and understand so much! I am loving this stage in life with him. He is such a wonderful boy. Charles loves play-dough, puzzles, netflix :), being outside, running around, playing swords, being loud, loves singing, loves reading books before bed, playing with is matchbox cars, his cousin JJ, cowboy boots, super heros- especially Superman, wrestling with Daddy and cuddling with Mommy. So much energy, drive, will, determination, love, sensitivity... He really could lead nations some day.

Emilia (1) is learning something new everyday. She walked at 8 months, she can go up and down stairs with ease and without me freaking out all the time. She LOVES her Daddy :) Anytime she hears Stephen's voice, she whips her head around so fast to find where he is. She is a social butterfly, she loves people, and wants to do things all on her own. She loves to help me unload the dishwasher, challenging at times, but she loves a task, loves little toys like cars, trains or little figures, spinning, DANCING, that girl will dance to ANY tune she hears, doggies, books, she loves putting on her brothers boots, blowing kisses, she loves baths, sitting on Daddy's lap and cuddling with Mommy. She can say Mama, Dada, she tries to say Charlie, baby and doggie. She likes to bark at the neighbor dogs. Signs "more" "please" "thank you", we are working on drink, sleep, and all done<- that usually consists of her pulling on her bib.

Sometimes I dread coming down to the kitchen, after the kids are in bed, to finish cleaning up. And then there are times when washing a few dishes really do something for the soul. The time to stop, stand, get your hands warm, get something accomplished without a million distractions... Sometimes I grumble and complain, but sometimes I enjoy the moment.