When marbles fall out of your (Mommy's) shirt as you change into pajamas, you know you have a mischievous 2 year old boy on your hands. I didn't even know he put them there! And now I know why he started crying, "My ball-ball! My ball-ball!" as I walked into the other room. Jack. You gotta love him.
Yes, we're back in the game again. Daddy is home (and has been for almost 3 months now). He's been on two trip already and things are getting 'back to normal.' Thank you, everyone, for all of your prayers and letters, emails, and special gift packages while Jeff was deployed. I felt loved, lifted up, and totally cared for. While I wouldn't wish a deployment upon anyone, I know that this was entirely in God's hands and in His perfect will. We are a better family because of it.
I hope to keep this blog going as a way to keep in touch with everyone. I pray that this Christmas season finds you joyous about celebrating the birth of our Savior and peaceful about your place in His hands. May God continue to bless you all throughout the end of this year and into the next. Merry Christmas everyone!
