Kate opted for an airline ticket to AZ for her 50th Birthday! It had been four years since she's been out here and had seen her mom. So, a whirlwind weekend, brought Kate in for a fun visit!

Kate opted for an airline ticket to AZ for her 50th Birthday! It had been four years since she's been out here and had seen her mom. So, a whirlwind weekend, brought Kate in for a fun visit!
Hayden is on her very first soccer team this Fall, and she is loving it! The Lightening practice twice a week with games every Saturday. She's learning the basic fundamentals of soccer and making some friends while she's at it!
Each week brings a different experience for her, and for us!
"God gives you what you can handle". Really? And how is that determined? I want to know what 'scale' He determines, Rebecca Marquette...you can handle a daughter with special needs, a daughter born with medical discernment, developmental delays and mysterious illnesses over the course of her small life. Rebecca, you are strong enough to watch one childs hair fall out, and another stimulate herself by grinding her knuckles into gravel, or scraping her fingernails against cement because "it feels good".
You, Rebecca, can handle witness a beautiful six year old reach out for her thoughts as they slip through her fingers like fine grain sand, whilst she continues to flap her arms, twitch her eyes and slap her cheeks in the middle of a restaurant because she's aggravated and does not know how to express it. And when your baby wakes up in the morning praising that she "did not puke last night Mommy so her tummy isn't going to hurt today...is it? Say NO Mommy, say NO", you can handle that too.
I'm curious to what the scale is....how He determines how much I can handle....when does it stop?
When does God, fate, kharma, payback, stop. When does it stop? And really, as my thoughts are processed into words, I wonder...how does he determine how much a child can handle?
Please Lord, let us live and not wonder. Let us love and not question. Let us rest and not worry. And while you're giving me what I can handle, throw a little strength my way too.
I cannot sit here and type how much Conal means to me. Words don't do it justice, and it will just take me forever to wade through the tears. I say this always, but it's forever true. I am a lucky, lucky girl!
While we were in SoCal, Conal suggested some play time at an amusement park. And even though it was really hard to drive past Disneyland on the I-5, we had a great time at Knott's Berry Farm!
On Labor Day weekend, we got the heck out of dodge! Other than a couple of camping trips (which I don't consider vacation!), we haven't been away as a family in almost three years. I found a great deal on a hotel in San Clemente and off we went. Quite honestly, I have not seen my girls so happy and smile so much in a very, very long time. It was a much needed, well deserved and totally awesome getaway!
I refrained from calling him Cashy in my title...however, I can't not call him that for some reason. I'm sure one day he'll hate me for it! But see then we will have come full circle. Okay, hate's a little harsh...but the truth is, it has taken this little guy almost 3 years to like me!Uncle Conal, ahem...excuse me...Aunt Conal, on the other hand, Cash has liked since day 1! Stinker!
Smack-dab in the middle of Tay's most recent 2 week Mystery Illness....she had two days of remotely decent health. SO, Pam and I decided to pass the time (she was on eternal clock-watch waiting for her induction with Paisley) by having some fun with the chitlin's!
Born: September 1, 2009 at 12:12pm
Weighs: 7.15 lbs
Height: 20 inches
Congratulations Pam, Bub, Cooper and Cash!!!