Tuesday, December 29, 2009

the spot


My Kaden was born with a spot (this is how we have affectionately referred to his birthmark since Kylee termed it as such, when just a tiny tot). At first, it was a small, flat, light colored dot, but over time it grew. Last year, not only did it start to rise a bit, but it started to grow some hair as well. Because such spots have a higher incidence of melanoma formation, it was suggested that the spot be removed. We were in no hurry, however, since the need wasn't urgent and we were told he would need to go under general anesthesia because he was so young and couldn't sit still. However, this past fall, the spot started to really bother my very confident Kade.

"I don't like it. I know the fur keeps me warm, but I don't like it!"



So, we saw a dermatologist and plans were made to have the spot removed. The doctor was a little nervous doing local anesthesia on a young boy, but I felt it was the best for my son. In the end, he did GREAT!! During the hour long procedure and many, many "pokies" he sat totally still - the Dr. was amazed. So, my Kaden is now spot free. I will miss it.


Ouch!! The incision is quite a bit bigger than I had thought!

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Silent Night, Holy Night



All is calm


All is bright


Sleep in Heavenly peace

Merry Christmas to you!!

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

I love you

I love you as many snowflakes as there are.
I love you as much as the pine needles on all the Christmas trees.
I love you as big as the whole wide world.
I love you as long as it takes to count to a billion.

- To mommy,
love Colson

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Friday, December 18, 2009

Watch out!!!


The Root boys are in Karate!!







Friday, December 11, 2009

a heart like His


I love tip toeing into darkened rooms and planting kisses upon the cheeks and foreheads of my sleeping children - it is one of my most favorite moments of the day. Last night, I lingered a bit longer at the side of Kylee's bed. Gazing at her soft face, framed by the night cap she now wears to be like Laura Ingalls, she looked so sweet and so small. Yet, I know that within her, God created a heart that is unproportioned to her 6 year old size. We've seen glimpses of this tender heart of hers throughout her lifetime - she deeply and passionately cares about people and has a heart to serve indeed. We have been excited to see that the more she knows Christ, the more she strives to have a heart like His.

The other day, we were blessed with another opportunity to see His work in her heart. Upon entering the van at parent pick-up after school one afternoon, there was just one thing on her mind. "Mom! We were playing at recess in the snow, except E. couldn't play with us because she didn't have boots and snow pants, so I told her I could bring some for her so that she could play with us too!"

"Oh, honey, she probably just forgot them at home. Maybe she'll remember them tomorrow."

"No, Mommy, she doesn't have any! I asked her. And I asked her what her boot size is and she said '1' - do we have '1' shoes at home that I can give her, Mom? I know we have extra snow clothes, right?" I couldn't remember exactly what we had. We talked about other things and were soon distracted by completing homework, eating dinner and running off to church. I didn't think much about it until the next morning. I was getting a bit frustrated with Kylee for taking so long to get ready... until I noticed what she was doing.

"Mom, what about these? Can I bring these to school today for E.? And do we have boots somewhere?" She had gathered up some extra snow pants I had found on sale earlier in the year, along with some additional snow accessories. I had loved that I found such a deal on a nice pair of snow pants - and the way we wear them here, having an extra pair is wonderful! I wondered for a moment if I had found that great deal for a purpose other than my little girl.

"Ky, I will talk with your teacher and see what E. needs, OK? If she really needs these things, then you can bring them tomorrow, OK?" Kylee gave a heavy sigh of disappointment, but when I promised her I would follow through, she continued readying herself for school.

When I heard back from Ky's teacher, I was in tears. Yes, E. was a little girl in need. The teachers had searched through lost and found to try to find items to fit her - to no avail. Her teacher was very moved by the fact that Kylee had such sensitivity and compassion towards her need. I knew that it was more evidence of God's hand upon the heart of my child.

I was excited to pick Kylee up from school and invite her join me on a secret mission to surprise E. with snow gear. Kylee was thrilled as we packaged up pants and size 1 boots (wouldn't you know we had an extra pair of those as well!) and discussed how we would accomplish this plan without E. finding out who the giver was. As happy as she was to collaborate the surprise with her teacher, Kylee was most excited that precious E. would now be able to join her and the other children on the playground for recess.

Of all the things that I desire for my children, there is nothing I want more than a heart that desires to follow Him. I praise God for drawing my little girl to Himself and for the evidence of His work in her heart. What a joy to be witness to!!

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

One of the many reasons...

I love my dad!!!!

Knowing that I miss home frequently (especially around holidays), he never stops letting me know that he's thinking about my family and loving us from afar. Here's an example:



He knows I have always loved God's gorgeous creation and the ocean is one thing that we certainly don't get to enjoy here in Wisconsin!! Isn't he great??

Friday, December 4, 2009

Dear one,


How are you, sweet boy? Are you having fun, learning much and feeling safe and secure in your new environment? I pray that this is true in your young, little life. I think of you so often.

I wanted to take a moment to let you know how badly I miss you... how, after so many months of being your mama, it is hard for me to no longer be your mama and care for you as I used to. We still do many of the things we used to do with you, and I notice your absence every time. When other mommy's tell stories of their little babies I listen quietly and often tears will fill my eyes as I remember "my" last little baby. How hard it has been to not have the chance to keep you with me, A. I love you so very much.

I thought the hardest part of good bye would be handing you over to your mom and driving away. And though that was excruciating, there remains so much more for me to work through. Thanksgiving was a time to celebrate with friends and give thanks to God for His wondrous gifts. I have to say, I struggled a bit this year, as I continue to hurt over the loss of you. Decorating our home for Christmas brought so many memories of you, especially when your little blue penguin stocking came out with the others. It was a reminder, first, of your presence in our lives, but then, sadly, your absence. We feel it strongly, every single day.

I spoke with a dear friend today who told me that there will be a day when the weight of this grief will no longer feel so heavy; when I will no longer feel the tendency to withdraw in groups; and I will no longer have sudden emotions overtake me in an unexpected moment. I look forward to that day. Until then, I will allow myself to hurt. But always, I will love you. Thank you for being such a ray of sunshine in our lives for so many, many months.



Thursday, December 3, 2009

Loving your brother

Most days, these boys of mine get along very well.

Not today.

After a bit too much arguing between the two, I felt worn out and exhausted. They were sent to time out and toys were taken away while I prayed for discernment, and called my husband to vent my frustrations (poor thing). After they apologized to one another, we gathered on the couch and read from I John.

"We love because he first loved us. If anyone says, 'I love God,' yet hates his brother, he is a liar. For anyone who does not love his brother, whom he has seen, cannot love God, whom he has not seen. He has given us this command: Whoever loves God must also love his brother." (vs. 4:19-21)

Could there be a more perfect verse for the two of them? I think not! They were immediately offended that they were referred to as 'liars' because they claim to love God yet are mean to one another. "Then what do you think you should do about it?" I asked, closing the Bible and walking away. I loved what I heard next!!!

"Colson, Colson - let's sit in a circle and tell each other what we love about one another, OK?? Come here!" Kaden and Cole scooted close together on the couch, held hands, and started pouring out praises to one another.

Not that it will always go so smoothly, but how thankful I am for the Word of God to teach us how to live!!

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

all my love, all my life

What an incredible 8 years it's been!
How grateful I am for the blessing of you, Jimmy.
I love you so much!!