MLK Weekend

Thankfully, as we have added children to our number, I have stopped caring so deeply about the way people view us, our parenting and our kids. I mean, of course I care a bit: especially, if the people are Godly and think that we're doing a lousy job! But, I am learning that those people generally aren't so much critical, as helpful. So that's a good thing! It proved especially helpful this weekend when we went cabining with friends who were privy to fits of anger, the constant drone of background noise and lots of selfishness!!! And believe it or not, I actually thought the kids did a pretty good job, all in all, of obedience and sleep, etc. Anyway, it's nice to have friends, but more it's nice to rest securely in the Lord, recognizing my enormous lack of ability to control anyone or anything around me, but knowing that His grace is my salve. It made the weekend fun!

And, I want to be careful not to brag here, but I'm so thankful for my hubby who is such an excellent dad. He's always making sure that the kids have a fantastic time and make cool memories too. I love that I get to be an audience to him as a father and am so grateful that he gives so much to his kids!!! If he does all of these things for them, I think how much more God does for us!

Okay, okay, done. This is an unedited, hastily written informal piece, because that's all the time I have and I know that Mark just wants me to post SOMETHING! So, here are some pics (and my fave video) of the weekend. The pics include a view of the boys from the cabin, our poorly-built snowman, sundries, and Mark pushing Judah down the hill, only to have to chase after him and dive to stop him from hitting some trees!!!