fridee

Well no Mike Larson wedding today. And if you ask me, it was probably a good thing it didn't work out. Not that I wouldn't have jumped in a car at the drop of a hat to drive 4 hours north to Carmel, to shoot for 4-5 hours to get back in my car and drive 4 hours home (or two hours to my dear friends house to crash) but it's best that I didn't. I do have a wedding tomorrow. And it's not fair to my bride to be exhausted and not my normal self because I invested too much of myself in someone else.

Besides, Sam came to play And it was fun! Although actual play time was rather nil.

They seem to nap at opposite times which meant that one was up when the other one was down and I got very little done. It's hard to edit when you have Sam trying to eat my camera batteries or Henry was trying (and succeeding I might add) at unzipping my camera bag and unloading all my lenses. That kid already has glass envy.

They're getting too big for their britches...get it britches?!
Ha, I'm so funny. did you catch the sarcasm there?

The only harry part of the day was lunch time. They both wanted to eat and now! And Henry wanted to eat what Sam was eating, and Sam was content (no shocker) to eat whatever I gave him. So they shared cheese and apricots and grapes. Then it was green (broccoli? zucchini? I couldn't tell.) stuff for Sam and cauliflower for Henry. I didn't have a second high chair and forgot to have Christie bring her portable one so we just had to make due. And since Henry eats a bit more finger foods then Sam I gave him the chair with the tray. I swear I wasn't playing favorites. Honest!

Then Sam went home and Henry took a nap and I tried to edit while fighting the urge to curl up on the couch and take a nap. Whew, two babies are hard!

But when the day lulled and I was by myself in the car this evening my mind drifted to our loss. While it's not directly my loss, I feel so completely sad. Maybe it was the mournful song on the radio, but I got teary thinking of Baby Bee and the astounding faith of his/her mom (and dad and sister too). I was so looking forward to meeting this new one and gaining yet another chum for Henry. But God had other plans. And as hard as that is sometimes, we know that everything is in His control. I was reminded of a song that seems to always find me in my highs and lows in the last few years, Blessed be Your Name. We are to bless His name, during the good times and bad. Through the pain and suffering and joy and celebration. And so I cling to that tonight, knowing Baby Bee is in a better place.