4 Generations!

I just face book yelled at a friend for not posting on her blog!  I figured I better get on it so I don't get it back at me!  I'm so very behind on EVERYTHING that by the time I sit down to blog I'm all out of words I wanted to say!  I just need to get up early I think and do at least one or two posts a day!  We'll see....good intentions and all!  I love to blog.  I just HAVE to do laundry and feed my kids.  lame. ;) 

This cute little picture is 4 generations of first born oldest girls.  We are all the oldest kids in our family. All girls.  My moms granny was a first born girl too.  We have a picture of me and my mom and my granny and her too.  It would have been cool to get one with Darby as a baby but that never happened. I love love love this picture because you see my grannies twinkle in her eyes.  She is a feisty lady and I love her for it!  She is also set in her ways and loves deeply.  She always took care of my gramps and they loved each other the way that they write country songs about.  I love their example of love and kindness and service to each other.  I know that is where my mom gets it and hopefully I will be able to teach it to my kids.  

 I love my mom's smile in this one.  She is truly one of the kindest souls you will ever meet.  She LOVES her grandkids and her kids.  She would give you her last dollar and I always remember her going with out if it meant that we could have more of something.  She takes the long way home so she can spend more time with you and says super lame things that we LOVE but won't admit.  Like "I'll buy if you fly" (meaning she'll buy the treats or soda if you go get it)  or "I'm pickin' up what you're throwin' down" or when she sends a package she will always call and say "the Santa has left the North pole!  I repeat the Santa has left the North Pole!"  (It changes depending on the holiday!)  I wouldn't have it any other way.  Her answering machine says "you have reached the Muir summer home...  Some are home, some are not!"  HA HA HA  HA HA!  I adore her and talk to her almost every day.  I sure hope I don't drive Darby too crazy so that she will want to talk to me every day when she is older.

broken glass....

The other day when Dash was unloading the dishwasher he broke a baking dish.  I saw it EXPLODE all over my floor.   Before I cleaned it up I stared for quite a while thinking this is how my faith feels sometimes.  All scattered and chunky and broken.  It seems like such a HUGE mess to clean up and no matter how much I sweep there is still a chance of a little shard of glass that is going to get you when you are skating through the kitchen of life.  The kind you can't see but you can feel it every time you step down or rub your hand across it.  Just enough to BUG you or even get a little infected if you don't get it out.   It's one of those things that really isn't that big of a deal but it sure makes a big mess and makes you grumpy and feels like it takes forever to clean up.  

It's hard to think about it, but I was super grateful it wasn't this baby.  It's my favorite most expensive baking dish.  It doesn't look that fancy but it does everything.  It makes me happy and makes my life a whole lot easier.  Just like my faith.

I'M BACK!

It totally worked!  My hubby got me back on blog to where I can load pictures again without having to start a new blog!  This is how I feel about that!!!  Now I just have to catch up half a year before Mother's Day when he prints my blog for me!  I'M BACK!