Thursday, April 25, 2013

The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly

First, the good: Emma lost her first tooth! The new tooth was already coming in behind it. She's quite excited about the "window in her mouth."
The tooth fairy made her appearance. Not only does she now leave $1 per tooth, but she has learned how to make origami shapes with dollar bills. Pretty awesome, huh?
And the good continues. I took Miss Emma on a little shopping spree yesterday. I bought her a puppy.
Okay, so it's a stuffed puppy. Actually, it's a stuffed "Nana" from Peter Pan. I also bought her a new pair of awesome purple shoes and a purple Starbucks drink. 
Don't judge me. I'm Giffy. Have you read the definition of Giffy lately? I'm pretty sure it says something like "Giffy. Noun. The one who lives to love and spoil her granddaughter." Ha!

As for the bad: you are well aware of what happened in Boston on April 15th. I was traveling in northern CA at the time. I've only lived in MA for ten years, but it has undeniably become MY city. It was surreal to have something like that hit so close to home. I won't go into a big thing about it. Suffice it to say that my thoughts and prayers are with those personally affected.

Now for the ugly. 

We have a place out here called Davis' Farm. It totally rocks! Kids can go in and hand feed animals, bottle feed babies, etc. For the past few years, Emma has adored this llama named Snickers. If I were to say that Snickers has a face that only her mother could love (meaning that she's ugly), I would surely offend my llama-loving readers. So I won't say it. But take a good look at this photo. If you want to, click on it to enlarge it.
That's right. Emma KISSED Snickers right on the lips! Actually, I think Snickers kissed her. Either way, Emma seems to be having fun. Inside my head I am SCREAMING. The germaphobe inside of me is having a meltdown. How in the world could she kiss a llama? A llama that lives in dirt and eats all kinds of icky things??? I feel like I'm Lucy in a Peanuts cartoon strip: "Ugh! I've been kissed by a dog llama! I have dog llama germs! Get hot water, get some disinfectant, get some iodine!"

I am quite sure that when I saw this photo my face contorted itself into something UGLY, into a face that not even my mother could love.

Hence, the good, the bad, and the ugly!

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Unafraid

I shall not be afraid. I shall not hide. I shall not let cowardice and terrorism control my life. Doing those things would give glory and victory to anyone responsible for this unspeakable act. I shall bring glory only to my Lord. All victory is His!

My heart, thoughts, and prayers are being lifted to those affected by this act of terrorism in my city...

"But you, O Lord, are a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter of my head. " Psalm 3:3

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Until We Meet Again...

I've been having a difficult time finding the words for this post. William Berringer is a man very near and dear to my heart. I've written about him before~he's Robyn's father. 

I met William in Colorado in 2000 shortly after Robyn and I became friends. My father had just died. William quickly became a surrogate father to me. Since then William, along with Robyn's mom Judy, have not only taken a heartfelt interest in me and my family, but have continuously offered support, encouragement, friendship, love, and prayers. 

In 2003, I moved from Colorado to Massachusetts. I've visited Colorado numerous times since. William and Judy have always welcomed me into their home with open and loving arms. They have made me feel as though I am one of their own.

This photo of William and Judy was taken in September at Courtney's wedding (Robyn's daughter).
Here are William and his mother, Lois, at Thanksgiving. 
This photo of Robyn, her brothers Todd and Brett, and their parents was taken a few days before Christmas, at the celebration of William and Judy's 50th anniversary. 
On April 2nd, William died after a battle with squamous cell carcinoma. He honored God throughout his battle. He faced his cancer with valor. He died as he lived, with honor and dignity and surrounded with love. As you can imagine, it has been a difficult time for Robyn and her family. Please pray for them as they prepare for William's memorial service, as well as for the days ahead as they adjust to their loss. Pray, too, for William's mother Lois. She has outlived three of her four children. I have outlived one of mine and know all too well the heartbreak of the journey. I don't want to even imagine outliving three. I wish that I could wrap my arms around dear Lois.

In many ways, William's death feels like I have lost my own father all over again. My heart aches. Yet at the same time, I rejoice along with Robyn's family for our faith assures us that William has been welcomed home into God's presence for all eternity. Thus, this is not "Goodbye, William" but rather "Until we meet again..."

"...and He will wipe away every tear from their eyes; and there will no longer be any death; there will no longer be any mourning, or crying, or pain..." Revelation 21:4

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Tulip Tiptoeing through the Tulips

Miss Emma is a mommy! Yesterday, she got her very own kitten. 
Meet Tulip!
 
 Please don't notice that I'm sans makeup and looking totally blah. If you do notice, please don't leave me any comments asking if I'm ill. Ha ha. I couldn't resist snuggling my new grandkitten. Yes, I know that I am allergic to cats, but as you can see that clearly did not deter me. It should have. My neck broke out in hives and I was wheezing. I just keep getting dumber. What can I say? 
 Keaton is dying to get a kitten of his own.
 I love the way mama and baby are looking at each other in this one.
 Wanna know how Bella feels about the new baby? Check out her face. She's definitely not feeling maternal unless it's in an "I'm going to get you my pretty" kind of way.
See the resemblance?
This was funny. Emma was checking herself out in the mirror to see how she looks with her baby. Yes, she did figure out that it would be easier to do so if she opened her eyes, ha ha. She actually shut them because of the flash.
What does a Giffy do when a grandkitten joins her family? Spoil of it, of course! DUH! So I made Papa take me to Petco on the way to meet Tulip. We arrived with treats and toys in hand. Tulip loves her noisy ball. Emma loves Tulip's noisy ball. Brittany hates Tulip's noisy ball. Giffy and Papa just chuckle about Tulip's ball because it stays at Brittany's house. LOL (Brittany didn't actually say that she hates Tulip's noisy ball. But you know mommies hate excessively noisy toys given to their children by the grandparents. Brittany is technically Tulip's grandmother, and I can say from experience that grandmothers don't mind the noisy toys so much. Of course, my hearing isn't what is used to be. Hmm. Maybe she does hate the noisy ball. Eh, whatever.)
I can't believe I captured this. Doesn't Tulip look like she's tiptoeing? Hence the title of this blog post. Just pretend that the fuzzy pink bath mat is a garden full of tulips, okay?
Gotta take some Benadryl. I promised Emma I'd take her home to play with Tulip. 

Have a tiptoe kind of day!