change

for me, change is not such a good word. i struggle with it, always have, hoping that i won't always have to. change has got to be one of the hardest things for me...when my mom would drop me off at camp for the summer, i knew it was going to be a great time, i had done it for so many summers, but it didn't matter, that aspect of change just rocks me to my core and i would hold onto her for dear life. when i graduated high school, i cried so hard i think i made my sister run in the opposite direction. change comes in all shapes and forms, big and small, and with them all i think the Lord looks down and smiles just a little..i think He thinks change is good for my soul. anyhow, we got a new computer (change), that's my reason for not blogging...i didn't know how to reformat my pictures and i wasn't willing to learn. but last night i embraced this new idea and today...here i am.

i mentioned last week on my facebook status that silence is not always a good thing. you know when you are doing those chores around the house and it is quite and you think, this is a great moment for me to finish the dishes...to make the bed...to just finish this bit of tiding up. you relax just a little cause there is no little person by your legs or running for that object you just told them they were not allow to touch. you think to yourself, wow, it has been a while since i have taken this long of a shower, sure is nice. you think, hmmm, i got those muffins in the oven without a hitch, wonderful. you think, this is great, i got all my dusting done, well done. then you realize that maybe it is just a little too quite, maybe you should really go check on what is going on...but you just need to finish one more little thing, you are only going to be one minute. you then proceed to check on your precious child who is behaving themselves so well...you think. then you realize that before you started to enjoy the fact that you were getting things done, you really should have checked much earlier, much much earlier...i am sure you have all gone through this mental process. and although sometimes when you get there, things aren't that bad, they could have been avoided if only you had listened to that motherly voice in the pit of your stomach that told you, no child is ever that quite and not into something.

oh my darling little sophie. as i type this she is in her crib supposedly having her nap, but do you think she is...nope. just hanging out in there chatting away to herself, that girl has got a lot to say and i guess if you are not finished talking to whomever will listen before you have to go for a nap, you gotta finish it while in the bed.

because of my lack of ability to embrace change, i have lots of pictures from a few weeks ago. there are some of a picnic down at white rock beach after church one sunday. some of sophie and i playing ball outside. some of our rainy day activities. and some with her new little hairdo that i am so excited about, perhaps now, people will know that she is a girl.

good times at white rock beach

sophie and i playing ball...in her new hat and sweater that her nana knit for her.

a few rainy day activites...including snack time at the big table and helping mom bake.

and finally, our new hairdo.

well, that's it for me, i think sophie is sleeping now...but i won't count on it. tonight we are heading to white rock for fish and chips and a walk along the beach...i love the sunshine...scott does too, he is as red as a lobster. yesterday he went kayaking and thought it would be a great time to get the first of the seasons sunshine...and that he did. he is so sore and red he may just cry, perhaps he forgot just how white he really is...was.