I think two is enough...
This one was taken last fall of Fisher, but it's one of my all time favorites so I had to post it!
On any given day there are things that I am dreaming about and looking forward to, but I have come to understand true contentment. It comes from a belief that God has me just where I need to be, doing what I'm intended to do, as long as I am listening to His desire for my life.
Is it possible at two years old that we've really influenced Fisher to be such a guys guy? I mean after all he spends most of his waking hours with his Mommy and I am by no means a tomboy. Fisher's latest idea that has me pondering this whole thing has been his infatuation with hockey. Several weeks ago we went to one of Uncle Shandy's hockey games. Then last week, completely unprompted by anyone, Fisher wandered down to the basement (Andy had the basement door open while he was working on something) to find a softball and a car snowscaper and brought them upstairs and proceeded to hit the softball around the house with the snowscraper. We asked him what he was doing and he said "playing my game" we asked him who else played that game and he said, "Uncle Shandy." Then the other day the neighbor kid was outside in his driveway playing hockey with a couple buddies and Fisher must have stared out the window watching those boys for a half hour straight. It's been a week and snowscraper hockey is still his favorite game well, actually I've put the snowscraper up and redirected him to a very lightweight plastic bat and ball to save my wood floors and avoid potential serious injury to his brother who scoots around closely behind chasing his brother. What a pair! My biggest prayer is that if it is our influence that persuades him toward such "little man" behavior that we're leaving an even greater impression with him about the importance of leading a life that is pleasing to his Heavenly Father. I am so thankful that the Lord reminds me in silly little ways like this just how important to Him my role as Mommy is.
Alright, so we're officially without a shower/tub. Andy tore out the old one last night, just after he and Fisher took they're "final shower." Andy's tiling and installing the new tub and fixtures this weekend. It'll be so cool when he's finished, I can't wait. We've got a new vanity and sink, a new tub, new faucets, and new tile to go in there. We're painting too. So if you see the Boagrds this weekend, don't stand too close because we may not smell the greatest. :) The other big news around here is that Noah is really crawling. I have posted before that he was lunging, but he's really crawling now, I can't believe it! He's starting to give Fisher a run for his money. Whenever anyone asked me how Fisher did with Noah, I always said fabulous and it's true, but now that Noah's on the move, Fisher isn't very crazy about having to share his toys. That's aboout all for now. Spend an extra minute in your nice hot shower for me this weekend! Take Care!