Sweet Siblings

At the beginning of this past summer, K and Zeke started to sleep together at night. They are both such social sleepers...they much prefer to be next to a buddy than to sleep alone. I came into the bedroom tonight to check on them and found them like this. They are so kind and loving to each other. I pray that their friendship continues to grown through the years and that they are always able to remain close.

Dear Father,

Please watch over Zeke and Kaelyn as they grow. First and foremost Lord, I pray that they continue to seek out an intimate relationship with you. I pray that they remain close friends and that they are able to support each other at each stage of their life. Help them to show others your unconditional love.

Help me Father to guide their hearts. Help me to lead them by example.

Thank you Father for entrusting them to me. I am blessed beyond measure.

Amen

Texans Kick-Off the Season

To celebrate the first game of the Texan's season, Erik and Valerie invited our family and the Hanna's over for lunch and to stay and watch the game. At the last minute, our host received actual tickets to the game so Erik was not able to partake in our fun. But, the ladies + 7 kids + Bryan held up well on our own.

It was lots of fun to have the opportunity to sit around, catch up and just enjoy one another's company. Thank you Val for hosting us!

Zeke's Writing

Zeke brought these journals home from Kindergarten last year and put them in my hands. It made my heart swell with pride to read them. I am so grateful to see how well Zeke is able to express himself through pictures and writing. He is such an unbelievably sweet, kind, and loving child. I am so proud that God has entrusted me to be his Mommy.
The Mommy Journal
"I like to swim with my mommy."

"I like to sleep with my mommy."

"I like to snuggle with my mommy." And boy does he! This child will drop anything for snuggling or wrestling. I think one of his primary love languages is touch, just like his mommy and daddy!
The Daddy Journal
"I like to wrestle with my daddy."

"My daddy liked to play the Wii with me."

"I like to play basketball with him."

Zeke also wrote journals about Bucky and Granddad...two other very important figures in his life. So sweet.

Trip to Minnesota

I went to Minnesota last week to meet a friend, Trish for the first time. Trish found our family through my blog almost 3 years ago, just after her husband Dave was diagnosed with the same rare form of cancer as Brad. God sent Trish to me to be a tremendous emotional support during a very difficult time. It was so comforting to be able to share with someone who truly understood our family's experience.

Dave's one year passing anniversary was just 2 weeks ago. Trish and I spent part of last week hiking in the mountains of Northern Minnesota in addition to seeing the highlights along the west coast of Lake Superior. It was a terrific trip...perfect weather, great company, and magnificent sights.

The weather stayed in the mid-50's and 60's for most of our trip. I basically packed one outfit for that kind of weather...so I just wore it a lot...pretty much every day. :)
An old, historic lighthouse at Split Rock. In 1910 this lighthouse was built on a 130 foot sheer cliff. It was built in response to the loss of ships during the famous Mataafa Storm of 1905, in which 29 ships were lost on Lake Superior.



Trish is the tiny grey speck at the top of the falls.


During the hike to the high point, Trish and I spotted a beaver dam. Just a few yards away we found this tree which clearly fell to a beaver's hand (or paw?)

This is a picture of Devil's Kettle Falls in Minnesota's Judge Magney State Park. The falls are known to be very unusual because the section on the right, lands at the base of the falls and continues downstream while the left section vanishes into a pothole known as the Devil's Kettle and no one knows where it goes. It is believed that the water makes its way out to Lake Superior by means of underground passages, but the exact details are unknown. Dyes have been put into the water and logs and other things into the pothole, but apparently nothing ever comes out. I haven't ever really worried about falling over a waterfall, but I felt certain that I didn't want to slip into this one.

The front of the falls at Devil's Kettle.

My rock sculpture. I know, it is pretty difficult to see amongst all the other rocks around me. Just trust me...it was very impressive.

The beach walk along the shoreline of Great Superior. I loved all the small stones that made up the path.

Trish and I were told that we couldn't leave Grand Marais without stopping by the "World's Best Donut Shop." Pretty yummy, I must say.

The view from Gitchi Gummi Trail near Gooseberry Falls.

Lake Superior in the background. I could not get past how incredibly large this body of water is. We were told that Lake Superior holds 10% of the world's fresh water. Isn't that incredible. I thought it was amazing that I could stand on one edge and be unable to see the land on the opposite side...just like the ocean...incredible.

Bagged #7, Minnesota's state high point: Eagle Mountain


The day we climbed brought 50 degree temps, rain, and 40 mph wind gusts. On the way up, Trish & I could hear the sound of snapping trunks and trees falling around us. There were freshly fallen trees all over the path on our descent. I'm not sure that Trish will let me drag her back up another mountain again...she was almost certain one of those birch trees was going to end up on her head.

This is a sign posting the entry to the Boundary Waters Canoe Area. Trish wasn't especially fond of that particular area due to all the stories she had been told by friends about adventures they had taken into the wilderness. I think she was afraid I was going to drag her into the area and never bring her back to civilization. :)


The start of the trail....we only saw 1 other person on our way up to the top of the mountain, a 65 year-old-man named Chuck. Eagle Mountain was his 4oth peak to reach and he was on his way to bag 4 others this week. It was an unexpected treat to run into someone with so much high-point experience.