Remedy by David Crowder Band
Here we are
Here we are
The broken and used
Mistreated, abused
Here we are
Here You are
Here You are
The beautiful one
Who came like a Son
Here You are
So we lift up our voices
We open our hands
To cling to the love
That we can’t comprehend
Oh, lift up your voices
And lift up your heads
To sing of the love
That has freed us from sin
He is the one
Who has saved us
He is the one
Who embraced us
He is the one who has come
And is coming again
He’s the remedy
Here we are
Here we are
Bandaged and bruised
Awaiting a cure
Here we are
Here You are
Here You are
Our beautiful King
Bringing relief
Here You are with us
So we lift up our voices
And open our hands
Let go of the things
That have kept us from Him
He is the one
Who has saved us
He is the one
Who forgave us
He is the one who has come
And is coming again
He’s the remedy
Oh, I can’t comprehend
I can’t take it all in
Never understand
Such perfect love come
For the broken and beat
For the wounded and weak
Oh, come fall at His feet
He’s the remedy
He’s the remedy
So sing, sing
You are the one
Who has saved us
You are the one
Who forgave us
You are the one who has come
And is coming again
To make it alright
Oh, to make it alright
You’re the remedy
Oh, in us
You’re the remedy
Let us be the remedy
Let us bring the remedy
Friday, June 6, 2008
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
i don't know...
My mind is overflowing with thoughts and contradictions too overwhelming to put into words. With all of the questions darting around through my mind...the single answer that keeps rising up is...I don't know...I just don't know.
People amaze me and surprise me. In one day I can encounter people with amazing and godly gifts and talents that use them to edify and grow the Kingdom of God, people with Courage and Faith willing to step out and be authentic and vulnerable in order to grow in the Kingdom of God, and people that manipulate, judge and hurt those people that God calls His children and Heirs to His Kingdom. And yet, we are all one and the same because we are all God's children, cherished by the same Father who created us Fearfully and Wonderfully, loved dearly just because He wants to.
The bane of my existence right now is finding a way to feel worthy of that kind of love, to find fulfillment in the grace of that perfect love, accepting who I am and where I am, as I am, in this moment, knowing it's exactly who and where God wants me to be, and letting go of the perception of perfection of imperfect people. Something I have noticed is that I tend to put people up on a pedastal...think of them definitely higher and better than myself, even higher and better than they are. And I think of myself definitely less than others and probaby less than I am. Paralyzed by what people think...wanting to be better...to be more. Feeling "too much and not enough at the same time." How? Why? I don't know. I just don't know.
"What happened is that um, I kinda got this arcane glimpse of the universe and the best thing I can say about that is... I don't know."
-- Reality Bites
Lelaina: I just don’t understand why things just can’t go back to normal at the end of the half hour like on the Brady Bunch or something.
Troy: Well, ‘cause Mr. Brady died of AIDS. Things don’t turn out like that.
Lelaina: I was really gonna be something by the age of 23.
Troy: Honey, the only thing you have to be by the age of 23 is yourself.
Lelaina: I don’t know who that is anymore.
Troy: I do. And we all love her. I love her. She breaks my heart again and again but I love her.
-- Reality Bites
"Childhood is what you spend the rest of your life trying to overcome. That's what momma always says. She says that beginnings are scary, endings are usually sad, but it's the middle that counts the most. Try to remember that when you find yourself at a new beginning. Just give hope a chance to float up. And it will..."
-- Hope Floats
"Signora, between Austria and Italy, there is a section of the Alps called the Semmering. It is an impossibly steep, very high part of the mountains. They built a train track over these Alps to connect Vienna and Venice. They built these tracks even before there was a train in existence that could make the trip. They built it because they knew some day, the train would come."
-- Under The Tuscan Sun
"Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean;
Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
Make me hear joy and gladness,
that the bones You have broken may
rejoice.
Hide your face from my sins,
And blot out all my iniquities...
For you do not desire sacrifice, or else I
would give it;
You do not delight in burnt offering.
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit,
And broken and contrite heart --
These, O God, You will not despise."
-- Psalm 51
"For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us...For we were saved in this hope, but hope that is seen is not hope; for why does one still hope for what he sees? But, if we hope for what we do not see, we eagerly wait for it with perseverance...And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose."
-- Romans 8
People amaze me and surprise me. In one day I can encounter people with amazing and godly gifts and talents that use them to edify and grow the Kingdom of God, people with Courage and Faith willing to step out and be authentic and vulnerable in order to grow in the Kingdom of God, and people that manipulate, judge and hurt those people that God calls His children and Heirs to His Kingdom. And yet, we are all one and the same because we are all God's children, cherished by the same Father who created us Fearfully and Wonderfully, loved dearly just because He wants to.
The bane of my existence right now is finding a way to feel worthy of that kind of love, to find fulfillment in the grace of that perfect love, accepting who I am and where I am, as I am, in this moment, knowing it's exactly who and where God wants me to be, and letting go of the perception of perfection of imperfect people. Something I have noticed is that I tend to put people up on a pedastal...think of them definitely higher and better than myself, even higher and better than they are. And I think of myself definitely less than others and probaby less than I am. Paralyzed by what people think...wanting to be better...to be more. Feeling "too much and not enough at the same time." How? Why? I don't know. I just don't know.
"What happened is that um, I kinda got this arcane glimpse of the universe and the best thing I can say about that is... I don't know."
-- Reality Bites
Lelaina: I just don’t understand why things just can’t go back to normal at the end of the half hour like on the Brady Bunch or something.
Troy: Well, ‘cause Mr. Brady died of AIDS. Things don’t turn out like that.
Lelaina: I was really gonna be something by the age of 23.
Troy: Honey, the only thing you have to be by the age of 23 is yourself.
Lelaina: I don’t know who that is anymore.
Troy: I do. And we all love her. I love her. She breaks my heart again and again but I love her.
-- Reality Bites
"Childhood is what you spend the rest of your life trying to overcome. That's what momma always says. She says that beginnings are scary, endings are usually sad, but it's the middle that counts the most. Try to remember that when you find yourself at a new beginning. Just give hope a chance to float up. And it will..."
-- Hope Floats
"Signora, between Austria and Italy, there is a section of the Alps called the Semmering. It is an impossibly steep, very high part of the mountains. They built a train track over these Alps to connect Vienna and Venice. They built these tracks even before there was a train in existence that could make the trip. They built it because they knew some day, the train would come."
-- Under The Tuscan Sun
"Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean;
Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
Make me hear joy and gladness,
that the bones You have broken may
rejoice.
Hide your face from my sins,
And blot out all my iniquities...
For you do not desire sacrifice, or else I
would give it;
You do not delight in burnt offering.
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit,
And broken and contrite heart --
These, O God, You will not despise."
-- Psalm 51
"For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us...For we were saved in this hope, but hope that is seen is not hope; for why does one still hope for what he sees? But, if we hope for what we do not see, we eagerly wait for it with perseverance...And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose."
-- Romans 8
Friday, May 23, 2008
oh baby, it's a wild world...
Do you remember the time of making mixed tapes? I smile as I write this, because I fondly remember receiving mixed tapes from girlfriends and boyfriends. I recall making them as well. Up late at night, in my bedroom, planning the perfect soundtrack for the landscape of my heart (somehow it always included a little old school Beastie Boys -- it totally fit in, I am sure), trying to hit the pause button at the perfect time on the cassette recorder to diminish the sound of changing out the tapes on the recording. Ah, that sound brings me some comfort as I look back on the years to see how much has changed and look forward to the change ahead. Okay, so perhaps I am feeling slightly nostalgic.
I have been introduced to some really good music through these tapes that my friends so lovingly made for me: Bread, Styx, The Notre Dame Fight Song, They Might Be Giants, Drivin' and Crying', Erasure, Cream, Spin Doctors, Cat Stevens, and the Soup Dragons. There is not a time that I hear one of these songs that I am not immediately transported back in time, recalling the friendship, the laughter, the tears and where God has brought us each today.
One of these tapes had the song, "Wild World" by Cat Stevens. I was about to move from Alabama to Germany the summer before my Junior year in High School and just had the best year of my life (that's how it always was right before you move, right?). But, seriously, there was something really special and pure about that short year spent in Alabama and the friendships I made. Germany is a whole other long story, but like Alabama, was such a unique experience with such unique friendships that I know those two places and the relationships that I had there totally shaped the person I am today. In fact, every place I have lived and the relationships I had along the way has brought me to where and who I am right now.
I think of this Cat Stevens song now as Isabelle is about to start Kindergarten. I know it's not this huge step into the big "Wild World", but it's her first step into it. How much I have been praying for protection and preparation. For God to just put wonderful friendships along her path and to put a desire to love Him and serve Him all of her days. I have been praying for Nicholas and Becca too. For the past year, God has been working on me. And not just for me, but for me to be able to change and pass this change onto my children, by bringing it into my mothering and my marriage. Lately, Jonathan and I both feel that God is preparing us for something. I'm not sure what it is, but I know this whole year has been leading up to it.
As someone so eloquently put it, I am trying to find my true authentic self and feel confident and trust myself enough to present it to the world and not be overly concerned with others think or feel about it. It's a lot harder than it sounds. Mostly, because every time I am feeling strong in who I am and voice my opinion or my "authentic self" there has always been someone to tear it down and belittle it and I end up feeling "not enough and too much at the same time." To let go of being overly concerned with what others think or feel about me is really hard when you have spent most of your life trying to please others. And there is the nagging question, deep down in the depths of my soul...what if no one sees, accepts or wants my "true self?"
And why is it there are people that feel the need or authority to deem your heart, your worth, your identity, not enough...or wrong...or doesn't fit into the ideal or standard of which they think you should be living? This goes back to the "demand thinking." That they shouldn't be acting that way or saying these hurtful things, because I say so. Because, actually, this makes me just as judgemental and putting my standard of behavior on them, right? Hmmmm....How do you find the balance of confidence, but not judgement? Of realizing, within yourself, that their behavior isn't acceptable or right, but not letting it hurt, anger or affect you? To set up boundaries with people that aren't healthy for you, but remain open with Christ like love? Like I said, it's a lot harder than it sounds. But, for the first time in my life, I am at a point where I really want to find and be true to my authentic self that God created me to be and let go of the standards and opinions of others, for truly the only standard and opinion that matters is that of my Heavenly Father.
"Wild World" by Cat Stevens
Now that I've lost everything to you
You say you wanna start something new
And it's breakin' my heart you're leavin'
Baby, I'm grievin'
But if you wanna leave, take good care
I hope you have a lot of nice things to wear
But then a lot of nice things turn bad out there
[Chorus:]Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
It's hard to get by just upon a smile
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
I'll always remember you like a child, girl
You know I've seen a lot of what the world can do
And it's breakin' my heart in two
Because I never wanna see you a sad girl
Don't be a bad girl
But if you wanna leave, take good care
I hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware
[Chorus]
Baby, I love you
But if you wanna leave, take good care
I hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware
[Chorus]
I have been introduced to some really good music through these tapes that my friends so lovingly made for me: Bread, Styx, The Notre Dame Fight Song, They Might Be Giants, Drivin' and Crying', Erasure, Cream, Spin Doctors, Cat Stevens, and the Soup Dragons. There is not a time that I hear one of these songs that I am not immediately transported back in time, recalling the friendship, the laughter, the tears and where God has brought us each today.
One of these tapes had the song, "Wild World" by Cat Stevens. I was about to move from Alabama to Germany the summer before my Junior year in High School and just had the best year of my life (that's how it always was right before you move, right?). But, seriously, there was something really special and pure about that short year spent in Alabama and the friendships I made. Germany is a whole other long story, but like Alabama, was such a unique experience with such unique friendships that I know those two places and the relationships that I had there totally shaped the person I am today. In fact, every place I have lived and the relationships I had along the way has brought me to where and who I am right now.
I think of this Cat Stevens song now as Isabelle is about to start Kindergarten. I know it's not this huge step into the big "Wild World", but it's her first step into it. How much I have been praying for protection and preparation. For God to just put wonderful friendships along her path and to put a desire to love Him and serve Him all of her days. I have been praying for Nicholas and Becca too. For the past year, God has been working on me. And not just for me, but for me to be able to change and pass this change onto my children, by bringing it into my mothering and my marriage. Lately, Jonathan and I both feel that God is preparing us for something. I'm not sure what it is, but I know this whole year has been leading up to it.
As someone so eloquently put it, I am trying to find my true authentic self and feel confident and trust myself enough to present it to the world and not be overly concerned with others think or feel about it. It's a lot harder than it sounds. Mostly, because every time I am feeling strong in who I am and voice my opinion or my "authentic self" there has always been someone to tear it down and belittle it and I end up feeling "not enough and too much at the same time." To let go of being overly concerned with what others think or feel about me is really hard when you have spent most of your life trying to please others. And there is the nagging question, deep down in the depths of my soul...what if no one sees, accepts or wants my "true self?"
And why is it there are people that feel the need or authority to deem your heart, your worth, your identity, not enough...or wrong...or doesn't fit into the ideal or standard of which they think you should be living? This goes back to the "demand thinking." That they shouldn't be acting that way or saying these hurtful things, because I say so. Because, actually, this makes me just as judgemental and putting my standard of behavior on them, right? Hmmmm....How do you find the balance of confidence, but not judgement? Of realizing, within yourself, that their behavior isn't acceptable or right, but not letting it hurt, anger or affect you? To set up boundaries with people that aren't healthy for you, but remain open with Christ like love? Like I said, it's a lot harder than it sounds. But, for the first time in my life, I am at a point where I really want to find and be true to my authentic self that God created me to be and let go of the standards and opinions of others, for truly the only standard and opinion that matters is that of my Heavenly Father.
"Wild World" by Cat Stevens
Now that I've lost everything to you
You say you wanna start something new
And it's breakin' my heart you're leavin'
Baby, I'm grievin'
But if you wanna leave, take good care
I hope you have a lot of nice things to wear
But then a lot of nice things turn bad out there
[Chorus:]Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
It's hard to get by just upon a smile
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
I'll always remember you like a child, girl
You know I've seen a lot of what the world can do
And it's breakin' my heart in two
Because I never wanna see you a sad girl
Don't be a bad girl
But if you wanna leave, take good care
I hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware
[Chorus]
Baby, I love you
But if you wanna leave, take good care
I hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware
[Chorus]
Thursday, May 22, 2008
We have had a busy time as of late. Dance Team Tryouts, Recital, End of PreSchool Activities, Birthday Parties, Kindergarten Registration (sigh), PreSchool Graduation (bigger sigh), Becca is crawling (it counts even if she is on one knee and up on one foot to push off, right?), Becca is cutting 4 top teeth all at once, Allergies, Financial Peace University (this budget thing is really putting a cramp on my needing new clothes!), Nicky is still struggling with major nighttime separation anxiety...actually separation anxiety all the time (is that even possible at almost 4?), Planning Nicky's Swim-Superman-Batman-Birthday Party, Getting ready for Swim Lessons, Bible Study, Vacation Bible Schools, Vacations and preparing for Kindergarten. And that's just the Summer. I don't think there is actually enough time for everything! Here are some pictures of Recital, the kids and Graduation. 
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
boundaries...
Isn't it amazing when God answers a specific prayer?? I have been praying for something specifically...not even a huge request in the long scheme of life's big picture...but, He heard and He answered. I have to be honest to say it makes me feel significant, visible and loved. And isn't that something we all need to feel from time to time? To feel significant...to feel as though we matter. To be seen and heard...especially by those we love. And to be loved...even when we are unlovable. Praise God!
I also have been praying for preparation and protection for Isabelle and our family as we begin this new journey in her life. For God to just surround us with people and friends that will encourage and lift us up. To place people and friends in our lives that will help set the example of the life we are trying to live. We watched Juno the other night...and although humorous, it scared me to death. The mind of a mother can be a very scary thing and it does not take much for it to go to scary places. I realize the importance of parents in a child's life, but I also realize the influence of the friends in their life. I was so blessed with the friends that God put in my path along my journey. I still am blessed with wonderful and amazing friendships. I pray for the same kind of friends for my children as they start their own journey in life. Good and Godly friendships that will help them keep their path straights and be extensions of how we live at home.
Because for every wonderful relationship I have had, I have had hurtful ones. Mostly by my own poor choices. If I could spare the hurt for Isabelle, for all of my children, I would. I know some hurt in life is inevitable, but it's just unfortunate. However, I am at a place in my life where all of the hurt is really producing positive change...and through change...blessings. Isn't that the point of hurt anyway? If we do nothing with it, then we went through the pain for nothing. When we should be taking our experiences and learning, growing, changing, healing and sharing the grace we received to give hope to others that may face the same hurts. To show people God through our change...to produce fruit.
The fact is there are hurtful people in the world. And not just in the world, but in our churches, in our communities, in our friendships and in our families. And while we need to offer understanding, compassion and Christ-like love, as most often they are hurtful people because they themselves are hurting, we also to need to establish healthy boundaries. Christ-like love does not translate into being a doormat...to accepting unacceptable behavior. This has been a very hard lesson learned for me. I am 31 years old and just now realize that I need to have boundaries with people, especially hurtful people. Especially hurtful people that don't recognize they are hurtful, see no need for them to change, find their problems are always other people's fault and take no responsibility or accountability for their part. The balance I am seeking is offering the compassion without having a relationship that is self-destructive for me.
The week was a good one. The recital was a success. Becca found that she loves to dance and clap to music...all night. Nicky discovered that once his big sister was done dancing that "this is not fun" anymore. I will post pictures later.
Choices Through Recovery:
Choice of attention - to pay attention to this and ignore that - is to the inner life what choice of action is to the outer. In both cases, a man is responsible for his choice and must accept the consequences.--W. H. AudenMany of us have said, "I can't help myself!" when we tried to stop our constant thinking about other people or their behavior. "I know it's not good for me, but what can I do when they keep acting that way?"Let us think of ourselves as living in a house with many windows. At each window is a different view, and within each view are many things to catch our attention -- perhaps there are some people, some traffic, some buildings, a horizon, and some trees. If we always go to the same window and focus on the same object, we are not using all our choices. We may have overlooked some things in our lives that need attention. There are many things we are totally powerless over. Our power exists in changing the focus of our attention.
I also have been praying for preparation and protection for Isabelle and our family as we begin this new journey in her life. For God to just surround us with people and friends that will encourage and lift us up. To place people and friends in our lives that will help set the example of the life we are trying to live. We watched Juno the other night...and although humorous, it scared me to death. The mind of a mother can be a very scary thing and it does not take much for it to go to scary places. I realize the importance of parents in a child's life, but I also realize the influence of the friends in their life. I was so blessed with the friends that God put in my path along my journey. I still am blessed with wonderful and amazing friendships. I pray for the same kind of friends for my children as they start their own journey in life. Good and Godly friendships that will help them keep their path straights and be extensions of how we live at home.
Because for every wonderful relationship I have had, I have had hurtful ones. Mostly by my own poor choices. If I could spare the hurt for Isabelle, for all of my children, I would. I know some hurt in life is inevitable, but it's just unfortunate. However, I am at a place in my life where all of the hurt is really producing positive change...and through change...blessings. Isn't that the point of hurt anyway? If we do nothing with it, then we went through the pain for nothing. When we should be taking our experiences and learning, growing, changing, healing and sharing the grace we received to give hope to others that may face the same hurts. To show people God through our change...to produce fruit.
The fact is there are hurtful people in the world. And not just in the world, but in our churches, in our communities, in our friendships and in our families. And while we need to offer understanding, compassion and Christ-like love, as most often they are hurtful people because they themselves are hurting, we also to need to establish healthy boundaries. Christ-like love does not translate into being a doormat...to accepting unacceptable behavior. This has been a very hard lesson learned for me. I am 31 years old and just now realize that I need to have boundaries with people, especially hurtful people. Especially hurtful people that don't recognize they are hurtful, see no need for them to change, find their problems are always other people's fault and take no responsibility or accountability for their part. The balance I am seeking is offering the compassion without having a relationship that is self-destructive for me.
The week was a good one. The recital was a success. Becca found that she loves to dance and clap to music...all night. Nicky discovered that once his big sister was done dancing that "this is not fun" anymore. I will post pictures later.
Choices Through Recovery:
Choice of attention - to pay attention to this and ignore that - is to the inner life what choice of action is to the outer. In both cases, a man is responsible for his choice and must accept the consequences.--W. H. AudenMany of us have said, "I can't help myself!" when we tried to stop our constant thinking about other people or their behavior. "I know it's not good for me, but what can I do when they keep acting that way?"Let us think of ourselves as living in a house with many windows. At each window is a different view, and within each view are many things to catch our attention -- perhaps there are some people, some traffic, some buildings, a horizon, and some trees. If we always go to the same window and focus on the same object, we are not using all our choices. We may have overlooked some things in our lives that need attention. There are many things we are totally powerless over. Our power exists in changing the focus of our attention.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
tidbits...
I am officially caught up with laundry!! And bless my heart...I even did my husband's!! In fact, everything is washed, folded, hung up and put away. If only all of these people in my family would quit getting their clothes dirty, I could revel in this peace for a little longer.
We have actually finished our budget and have even put it into practice and place. We will see how it goes.
The kids had their Family Fun Night on Monday. Isabelle had a performance with her class and she did great! Wow, she is growing up. She showed me her journal from class and every page is a drawing of her and Emma. What are they going to do next year with so many changes? I pray that their friendship continues and grows. They are such good friends. And I love her parents. Marla is one of my dearest (and sanest) friends. And Nicky's going to marry Audrey, Emma's younger sister, so it would honestly just make things a lot easier...
You know it's getting late in the night when even the kids are saying they are tired and want to go home. We made it home in bed by 9:30 pm. Even Becca stayed awake until the last possible second...and we all are still recovering.
Nicky refuses to sleep in his bed. He is going through some horrible fears of the dark and of werewolves, coyotes and basically anything scary that comes out at night. We even leave his nightstand lamp on and even that is no longer working. Jonathan came up with the great idea of putting those glow in dark stars on his ceiling. He even got him a lamp that puts the solar system and constellations all over the ceiling and walls. Nicholas was so amazed and excited. He and Izzy pretended they were astronauts and made a space station out of pillows and blankets and several lucky stuffed animals in his room. It was a great succes...the first night. We are back to the drawing board...and suffering from the lack of sleep in the process.
Isabelle has her recital this Saturday. It will be a busy weekend. Looking forward to things slowing down...I think that should be in 2026!
Becca is trying to crawl. Oh boy...And I believe she is cutting another tooth.
I will try to remember to be a good mom and bring my camera to the recital this weekend. It will be an even more amazing feat if I actually download them and post them to the blog...but, I will try.
We have actually finished our budget and have even put it into practice and place. We will see how it goes.
The kids had their Family Fun Night on Monday. Isabelle had a performance with her class and she did great! Wow, she is growing up. She showed me her journal from class and every page is a drawing of her and Emma. What are they going to do next year with so many changes? I pray that their friendship continues and grows. They are such good friends. And I love her parents. Marla is one of my dearest (and sanest) friends. And Nicky's going to marry Audrey, Emma's younger sister, so it would honestly just make things a lot easier...
You know it's getting late in the night when even the kids are saying they are tired and want to go home. We made it home in bed by 9:30 pm. Even Becca stayed awake until the last possible second...and we all are still recovering.
Nicky refuses to sleep in his bed. He is going through some horrible fears of the dark and of werewolves, coyotes and basically anything scary that comes out at night. We even leave his nightstand lamp on and even that is no longer working. Jonathan came up with the great idea of putting those glow in dark stars on his ceiling. He even got him a lamp that puts the solar system and constellations all over the ceiling and walls. Nicholas was so amazed and excited. He and Izzy pretended they were astronauts and made a space station out of pillows and blankets and several lucky stuffed animals in his room. It was a great succes...the first night. We are back to the drawing board...and suffering from the lack of sleep in the process.
Isabelle has her recital this Saturday. It will be a busy weekend. Looking forward to things slowing down...I think that should be in 2026!
Becca is trying to crawl. Oh boy...And I believe she is cutting another tooth.
I will try to remember to be a good mom and bring my camera to the recital this weekend. It will be an even more amazing feat if I actually download them and post them to the blog...but, I will try.
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