And we're off!

Heidi is so excited she can't finish her breakfast. We are going to Roswell with Daddy! If she was older this would be a special homeschooling field trip with the focus being on America's Providential History of Aliens. The chain of Christianity moving space-ward. And some word studies: alien, weird, etc. Had to throw that in.

Best Surprise Ever!!!

The truth is that I hate, HATE being alone. Well, paradoxically. I am ideally happy riding a train alone or sitting in a Flying Star alone, but the thing about both of these scenarios is that I'm actually surrounded by people. In all my single years, I could not live in a house because it was just too lonely. And scary. I was happy to pay more to have a doorman or a gate. I'm naturally neurotic, but an empty house brings it to a whole nother level.

But you know, God has been getting me through. No TV helps a lot. Especially not reading ANY local news. Lots of Scripture and Psalm 121 before bed have helped me sleep some. But the last two nights were rough, not only because of my personal insanity issues, but because I must have passed it on to my kids and their insomnia means my insomnia. Between the two of them it was like being a waitress at 7 p.m. on a Saturday. Except it was 2 a.m. On a Tuesday.

So, last night, I was psyching myself up to sleep well, praying, folding laundry, the usual bedtime routines and the phone rang. Husband's usual good night call. "just dropped Mike off. At his house. Here." !!!!!!! I still don't know what surprised me more: that he got home a day early, or that he didn't tell me beforehand. He's enthusiastic, you know.

I slept like a baby last night. And our babies were really happy this morning to find daddy home. So in the spirit of celebration and the beautiful fact that I can sit down for a minute and actually blog, here is Elsa learning how to walk.

A Good Day to Curl Up with a Book

We had some snow this morning and after a busy few hours at stroller strength/mighty mites this one was ready to hunker down. She created this nest all by herself, in daddy's chair, perhaps because she misses him so.

Not pictured: Elsa walks today, like really walks. Right on schedule at 10.1 months. She has been standing very securely for a few weeks now, but wouldn't put a foot out. Today she broke through all the barriers and took 6 steps in a row, followed by many similar performances of varying lengths. I'm very happy that her hands will be touching the floor less. I'm a little freaked out about the thought of two of them running in opposite directions....

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