4 months...
18 months...
2 years...
3 years!
Saturday was our annual family day of a parade and orchard visit. The parade gave us TONS of candy...I'm sure most of it will get tossed. And the orchard was fun because we did the "u-pick" apples, which we had never done with the kids before. Keith got stung on his chin by a trash bee while drinking a cider slushie, but somehow that sugary goodness seemed to keep his crying to a minimum!
Addy in the apple tree
Keith trying to pick up a pumpkin as big as him
Addy in the pumpkin patch
Keith gets up high for the perfect apple
Sunday was our 7 year anniversary. Since it was a beautiful day, we left the kids with Grandma and Grandpa and went to Bloomington and strolled around the IU campus. It was very beautiful and quiet, and fun to stroll down memory lane at the place where Brian and I met. We couldn't believe how much things had changed! We also stopped at Worms Way and bought a composter. Aren't we the romantics???
Brian and Jennifer...7 years younger
Until next blog,
Jen
3 comments:
Wow! You have been rocking the blog scene (either that or I don't get opportunities to check as often). I love the wedding picture - Happy Anniversary. Also congratulations on your visit from the Bappy Fairy. What orchard did you go to?
Happy Anniversary! And as a tribute...
God's message to women
When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being. When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils. But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate. I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you. Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity.
From one bone, I fashioned you. I chose the bone that protects man's life. I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him, as you are meant to do. Around this one bone, I shaped you. I modeled you. I created you perfectly and beautifully. Your characteristics are as the rib -- strong, yet delicate and fragile. You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man; his heart. His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life. The rib cage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart.
Support man as the rib cage supports the body. You were not taken from his feet to be under him; nor were you taken from his head - to be above him. You were taken from his side - to stand beside him and be held close to his side.
You are my perfect angel. You are my beautiful girl. You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart.
Your eyes - don't change them. Your lips - how lovely when they part in prayer. Your nose, so perfect in form; your hands, so gentle to touch. I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep; I've held your heart close to mine.
Of all that lives and breathes, you are the most like me. Adam walked with me in the cool of the day, and yet he was lonely. He could not see me or touch me. He could only feel me. So everything I wanted Adam to share and experience with me, I fashioned in you: my holiness, my strength, my purity, my love, my protection and support. You are special because you are the extension of me.
Man represents my image - woman, my emotions. Together, you represent the totality of God. So man, treat woman well.
Love her, respect her, for she is fragile. In hurting her, you hurt me. What you do to her, you do to me. In crushing her, you only damage your own heart, the heart of your Father, and the heart of her Father.
Woman, support man. In humility, show him the power of emotion I have given you. In gentle quietness, show your strength. In love, show him that you are the rib that protects his inner self.
Ok, sorry that was long. And just so your readers don't think I'm spamming you... Per the request of Peeper, I read that at their wedding. :)
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