Right now Lily is in her bouncy seat kicking Grant in the back. He’s whining and looking at me like - make her stop MOM. It’s almost like they’re sibllings. How cute. Until the fit throwing starts…then not so much.
The new thing that came up yesterday is we may be switching churches. While I have found the place where I feel fed and loved, my husband has not. This is hard for both of us, as there is a need in both of us to be in a place that feeds the other. However the spiritual head of the household needs fed first and foremost, because no matter how close to God I am I’m not going to be making the decisions he has to. So off we go on a new adventure. One of our friends just made this same decision for the same reason and it was kind of a light bulb moment for me. I’d been wondering if that was what we were supposed to be doing, and I just didn’t worry figuring God would let me know. And He did. And besides I will still have all my friends whether I’m at that church or not.
And in other news the boys sister gets married in t-minus 25 days (giggle giggle) and we are so excited. We were making plans last night about what we’re doing, and how we’re getting there and it’s just so fun. A little vacation on top of a fun family event. We’re so happy for she and her hubby. We love who she picked - her little face is so smiley and happy these days. It makes my heart happy.
AND THE FEEBUS TOOK TWO STEPS BY HIMSELF ON SUNDAY. So I’m becoming a little hopeful that he’ll be walking for the wedding.
*Two steps! YAY!!!! Go Grant Go!