ALL RISE...

Ladies, Gents & Babies..

All RISE..

Ohhhh otay...

If I can just get de hold on dis...

I can use all de might I haved..

Der.

I DID IT!!!

:)...

Thought I'd share a proud moment with all you dear blog friends.

Hope you all stand proudly today.

grin.

One messy baby.

So, tonight..

Jeremy took the reins and fed the little man supper.

I guess they felt the need for some "Daddy-Son time"..

It was a great idea.. except... I found out REAL fast that "a guy's method"

of feeding corn mixed with sweet potatoes is very.. VERY... different than mine.

Up the nose..

All over face..

Slop food..

Play in it..

I think I even scrubbed out his ears and found orange.

(Don't believe me? .. keep reading.)

I sat back, grinned and tried extremely hard to remember that everything is washable.

We ended up with one messy little boy

..But Dad did a great job.

And Jonah loved it.

I usually grit my teeth when I see "baby food mess" pictures..

.. so much for that!!!

I very quickly found out why parents post them..

it's hilarious..

adorable..
and he'll only be this little once.

I'm sure when he's 16.. he'll stare at the following in horror.

But when he's 30.. He'll realize.. as we have.. how precious these moments were.. and I'm sure I'll get food covered grandbaby pictures.

So much for my crazy particularness ..

let the good times roll.

*notice the sprouting tooth on the bottom left. :)

One happy baby.

One very proud Daddy.

ahh... love my boys... both of them.

:)

a few faves..

Yep, I'd have to say .. these are definitely in

my latest top ten..

forever yours.

feeling the rain.

happy together.

a little escape.

...did I mention that I had a lovely weekend on the lake at
my parent's camp?

I did.

It was most relaxing..

On Saturday, While Jonah sweetly slumbered I went for a most desired walk..
..took some pictures
..engulfed myself in the quiet
..and breathed in the fresh air.



I never fail to be awed by nature's loveliness..

..And when this little piggy woke up.
He swam.
He splashed.
..and yelled every single word he knows.

DA DA!
ba ba!
DA DA!
ba ba!
DA DA!

..and of course, it was precious.









..it was a beautiful time.

Three of my absolutely favorite things.

My family together.
Awesome weather.
And.. lots of picture taking/making.

:)

Love is in the air..

Love is SO in the air..

which makes photography.. even better.

Congrats Tara & Lee!

I love you BOTH..

May you be blessed... and blessed... and blessed.

grin.

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Congrats Justin & Dana!

Enjoyed working with you two.. and the little frog. :)

Stay beautiful.. inside & out..

the end.

:)

Finley Rose.. :)

I met a little girl named Finley Rose..

She's a complete angel-baby in everyway.

Thanks to Mommy & Daddy, I'm getting to show a few pictures of our session to all of you.

I was taken by her.

Maybe Jonah will think she's pretty in many.. many years.

grin.

Daddy's hands.

Goodness.

I love what I do.

sigh.

:)

The faith of Hannah..

"I waited patiently for the Lord and he

inclined unto me, and heard my cry."

Psalm 40:1

I hope each one of you get the chance to read this..

So that you too may believe for this precious Saint..

My Aunt Hannah Jackson..

..is battling one of the greatest trials of her life.

Several years ago she was stricken with breast cancer

..and our Lord so rich in mercy healed her without a trace of the disease.

Now here we are again, Lord.

The devil's tactics are always cruel and harsh.

But she's truly a "prayer-warrior"..

She stands with so much faith I feel she could literally move mountains.

She has been one of my greatest role models.

As wonderful mother and wife,

her very life has served as an example to us all.

A life that has put such an influence on those around her.

I've watched the miracle of my Jonah.

I've watched my own body healed.

..and time and time again.

Sickness.. healing.

Sickness... healing.

Sickness... healing.

Like a domino effect.. and yet, Hannah was still there.

Holding strong.

Gripping the Master's hand.
Believing with all of her might.
With "CANCER" written across every billboard and face she meets.

She's pressed on.

She's been blessed with a husband in whom she calls..

"My strong tower"

He's stood faithful and loving despite the extreme hardships it has placed on

his life without complaint ever.

For without his strength in our Lord.. and his daily help.

She could not have born such great a burden alone.

Her pain has been so overwhelming these days that

her biggest challenge is simply to get out of bed.

..getting dressed.

...being there for her family.

...and telling the devil this is one more day he is defeated.

Because..Cancer is no more than a toothache in the sight of our Lord Jesus Christ.

I've heard her say so many times..

"I've plead my case with God..

I have two precious little girls to raise

..and a son that needs me.

I HAVE to have a miracle. "

I've heard her say..

"Our Lord has already healed me...

everytime I pray for encouragement he sends a sign..

I know He's with me."

Then seeing her symptoms remain without relief and

the pain greater than ever.

It's almost like saying..

Even if God sends me straight to hell when I die...

I'm still gonna love him.

It's a faith thing.

Knowing our precious Savior holds the master plan..

no matter how complicated it looks like to us.

It makes me want to sit and cry hot tears of joy..

It was that very same faith that gave Bartimaeus his sight.

Even if my eyes are blinded.

In Him I shall see God.

Even if He leaves me.

I'm going to follow Him.

Even if He walks away..

I'm going to seek Him.

And like the faith of Hannah..

Even when she can't stand or walk..

Even when the pain is too great to bare..

Even when she feels she can't make it another moment..

He's still her healer.

He's still her refuge.

I find myself in complete awe of her faithfulness..

She's held on so strong for so many years..

Last night,

Fists clenched and body so worn

from the extreme pain..

I realized..

This soldier is weary.

Her battle scars are great.

Her armor is tarnished.

..her heart is heavy.

As many times as she's gotten behind me and told me to hold strong..

That's why I'm writing today..

Friends..

Dear readers..

All of you prayer-warriors..

She needs encouragement.

She needs prayers.

She is so fighting hard.

I ask if you have a moment in your busy days..

Please remember Hannah.

Please remember her family.. who is desperately at the
throne of God praying for her..

Please remember her children.. who need her.

Many, O Lord my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done,

and thy thoughts which are us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee... if I would declare and speak of them they are more than can be numbered.

Psalm 40:5