1st Father's Day

We celebrated Father's Day by hearing my bff, Mel J, hit a homer out of the park with her awesome sermon!

Then we went out to lunch at Las Brisas where I tried the Dungeness Crab Enchiladas..mmmm. Decided to take Owen down the Meadowdale Beach Trail which was so much fun! When we got to the beach my free spirted husband ran into the freezing cold water as it began to rain. Jace watched and laughed. I can just see the 2 of them once Jace figures out how to stand up. I see trouble in the near future.We then finished up the day with a BBQ at Joekat's house where Rupal and Emmi told us they are preggo!! Wasn't a bad day at all :)

So Owen is one of those guys who is not into public displays of affection. He has told me on multiple occasions he would rather I told him to his face or wrote him a card if I had something nice (and probably not nice) I wanted to say about him--not post it on Facebook. It's much less genuine. But I'm breaking the rules for my Father's Day post.

Obers. Jace and I are so lucky to have you. God blew all my expectations out of the water when he gave me you. You are easily one of the hardest working guys I know. At 26 you have managed to buy us a house, 2 cars, work your job (while allowing me to stay home with Jace), study for your CPA (and already passed 2!), workout and stay in shape, spend time with your friends, do the dishes and fold my clothes;), all the while keeping God, me and Jace your priority. I didn't think there were enough hours in the day or enough discipline in a human to accomplish so much.You inspire me. You entertain me. You provide for me. You are adventurous and outgoing, yet maintain a humble heart and a quiet spirit. You are gentle, yet strong. You are full of wisdom and full of grace. Every time I find the bad in something (or someone) you always make sure to point out the good. Always. even if it annoys me. Or even if I am right:) The way you love that little boy of ours. Watching you become a dad has been one of the greatest joys in my life. Nothing you could ever do will ever compare to the way that makes me feel. The way Jace looks at you, it's like he sees his whole world in your eyes. How lucky am I that you are the father of my children. That they will have all your qualities to study, soak up, and mirror. I am so thankful for you. For how you selfelessly lead and for how you love. Happy 1st Father's Day to the guy who made all my dreams come true!

Extraordinary

My goodness my Jace. Every time I think I can't love you anymore, you go and do more amazing things. The stretch marks on my heart are big, fat and ugly because of you.

You my little pal, are amazing. You poop on the toilet all the time now. You love it, you laugh at it, you find joy in it...you are all BOY! 6 months and some change and you love pooping on the toilet. I couldn't be prouder than if you were walking across a stage with a diploma in your hand.

You love eating. Everything. If someone is eating something you open your mouth and your head shakes because you want it so bad. Even if it's a stranger's chow mein at the Edmonds Art Festival.

You are happy. Always. The end.

You got your daddy's survivor instincts. The other day I left you to play in your room and when I walked back in, you had somehow (because you aren't crawling yet...so somehow) made your way around your room to gather up 2 swaddles. One to use as a pillow and one to use as a blanket. You cozied yourself up and fell asleep right there on the floor. I never heard a peep from you. You did all this Mcgyver-ing on your own.

Daddy took you swimming for the first time last week. It was LOUD so you seemed a little weary, but I think you liked it. We are gearing you up for that life of adventure your dad's always talking about. But, I think you liked it even more when we changed you on the bleachers because when the time was right, and your diaper was off, you peed straight into the air for like 5 minutes, I swear.

You love playing by yourself. Having a mama who thrives when being around people, it kind of makes me sad how independant you are and how content you are to just hang out by your lonesome. But it's also very convenient when I need to get ready or eat breakfast.

But there are times when you aren't so independant. Usually we just put you in your crib (sans swaddle now, you're such a big boy!) and you fall asleep all on your own for the next 12 hours. But once in a very blue moon, you have a hard time falling asleep. I walked into your room 3 times tonight to find you wrestling with your owl. So I scooped you up. rocked you in your rocking chair, youtubed Nisha aunty's song for cousin Kenz and sang it to you while one of your hands rubbed the fabric on my shirt, the other rested on my heart and you were looking up at me with your eyes locked on mine. My body filled with baby butterflies and I etched that moment into my soul where I'll keep it forever.

The other day when I was thinking about you and praying for you, the Lord gave me the word 'extraordinary'. You, love of my life, were born to be extraordinary. Those hands will be used for something other. Your potential, your capabilities, your love...more than anything I can dream up for you.

I'm so excited to have front row seats to extraordinary. The glimpses I've seen have been enough for a 'a thousand years'. But, I have a feeling those stretch marks on my heart haven't seen nothin yet.