when I look down these days . . .

. . . I see a little boy who has figured out how to crawl from room to room and get wherever he wants to go. It was fun to be making dinner last night and have him crawl over to see me in the kitchen. He played with the string on the leg of my capri pants and, after a while, crawled back to his toys.

'Zekiel's newest thing - playing with a cloth coaster on his head . . . and it stayed like that for a good three minutes as he played. Most of the time he knows that it is up there and it makes him giggly.

Cheerios are a favorite and he's working on doing toast by himself. I love not spoon feeding him everything . . . saves tons of time.

Ah yes . . . how did this picture end up in here?? This is what fell out of my kitchen cabinet Tuesday evening while I was trying to make dinner, feed a baby, make dessert, and get things ready for people coming over for Bible study. Tuesday I was frustrated beyond frustration anyway . . . feeling so exhausted from night after night of broken sleep. Emotionally taxed from being with a baby who wasn't happy all day long. Discouraged that I was doing everything I could and that Ezekiel still screamed at the end of every feeding because he didn't get enough. Spiritually drained and wishing that I could be more apart of the Bible studies that we were involved in instead of hearing bits and pieces as I held a baby and kept him quiet. I remember thinking that the slightest thing going wrong was going to push me over . . . right before this happened. And my husband's reaction? Well, he's the one that took the picture - not me! I'm so grateful for my happy husband who can make me smile . . . and who kept Mr. Blueberry eyes for me that evening so that I could sit through the entire Bible study. I felt so refreshed . . .