A strange thing has happened: for twelve years I carried around a diaper bag and now that stage of our life is over. It's the oddest feeling not having a heavy strap weigh down on your shoulder. The "freedom- feeling" is not as triumphant as I thought it would be because I have this terrible feeling that I am forgetting something. I feel like I have lost or have forgotten a child. There is another problem: what do you do with all of the stuff that got stuffed into the diaper bag, especially after church now that you don't have a diaper bag. Where do you put the bulletin, magazines, and extra books? I guess that is what its like the first time you go out without a stroller. Where do you put everything?
For the past twelve years we have also had a crib set up and now that crib has been packed away and a toddler bed stands in its place. Our youngest feels all grown up sleeping in a bed. I feel like I would like to freeze this stage and not let anyone get any older!
The mattress became even more destroyed after the rides down the stairs.
Some special memories at a family get-together.
After a warm bowl of soup and some reading time a rest in between the church services feels terrific.
The Sunday rest makes up for the craziness during the rest of the week. At the end of November I was at a function and our Member of Parliament was there. We have a bit of a connection with him because he lives down the road from us. A few winters ago, he put his car in the ditch right in front of our home so he came inside to warm up while waiting for the tow truck. Now, whenever we see a black car with tinted windows drive past, we give some mighty waves just in case its our MP. In November when I was talking with our MP he told me whenever he drives past our house he smiles to himself imagining the craziness inside. I nodded in agreement and just smiled, not sure what else could be added to that.
Working hard in the kitchen with my two helpers.
We took advantage of the beautiful weather on Christmas day and went for a hike on the escarpment by our house. It was fun to pick out our home from high up.
There is a legend that a German spy hid in this cave during the first World War and spied on the the airbase camp located directly below the escarpment. I have always wanted to find this cave so it was thrilling to be able to crawl through the tunnel. I was also thrilled to be able to make it through it without getting stuck since it was a lot smaller than I expected!
During the fall and throughout December we were able to go on hikes after school. The hiking burned some of the boys' energy, got us out -doors, and helped us have some fun family times together. Exploring God's creation is refreshing!
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