Sunday, June 28, 2015

Nolan: Month Ten

One of your very first BFFs and his family moved away this past week. Don't worry, we'll be sure to stay in touch with Noel and his momma.

You played in your first puddle. The first puddle of MANY I hope.

You took your post puddle bath in (you guessed it) the public restroom.
You were "that kid," and I couldn't have been more proud.

You can drink from a straw.

You still love books and "reading."

You are a true southerner and tried Chick-fil-a for the first time.
To say you "loved it" is an understatement. You inhaled it.
Yep, that's my finger in front of this epic moment.

I love taking you grocery shopping. Every Monday.

You are a master crawler.

You LOVE playing in water. We went to the pool for the first time this month!

I got in the ocean for you...now that's love!

I'm pretty sure food is your love language.
Do you even have a favorite?

We celebrated your first Father's Day!

And you went on your first plane ride yesterday!
We barely squeezed that in there before you turned 10 months. You were asleep in my arms (whaaat?) before take-off and couldn't have been a better passenger. You even got to sit in the cockpit afterwards.


Other gems from throughout your tenth month:








Happy tenth month, little man!


Friday, June 26, 2015

5 Years Married!


I married my best friend.

That day exactly a handful of years ago, was something special. To this day, I wouldn't change a thing about it. It encompassed everything we hoped to be together and more. 

We love each other. Like a lot.
But we desperately need someone much bigger and wiser and stronger than even our love for one another.
By God's grace, we get to celebrate five years of marriage today. 
What I would give to know that we're guaranteed five trillion more.

You are my protector. My provider.
When I need to be vulnerable, with you I know it's okay. 
When you say I'm beautiful and more than enough, I believe it.
I love our love and being married to you.

Happy Anniversary, Mr. Dickerson.
Love me forever? 
;)


Sunday, June 21, 2015

Kev's First Father's Day

I love that today, I get to celebrate and shout from the mountaintops about one man I can't imagine doing life without. In marriage, I need him. As my friend, he's the best. And when it comes to parenting....

My husband isn't one of those people who thrives off of people's accolades of him. He doesn't need to be thanked or told words of affirmation to know that he's important or well thought of and loved. But if I may, I'd really like to do all of that. Because he is vital to and oh so loved by one little boy (and gal) in particular this Father's Day.

Kev, 
you are as authentic as they come. You'll wear your heart on your sleeve, while being simultaneously rock solid, and never claim to have it all together. You know your need for Jesus and long to lead us (your family) in light of that. This morning, as I was thinking of you and what to say and how to say it, my thoughts wandered to this:
Out of all of creation and all of the combinations of possibilities that God could have come up with, He chose you to be the father of our son. He chose you for such a time as this. Not because you are or will be the perfect dad. But because in order for the Lord to orchestrate the small part of His plan that we are, He wanted to use you to lead our family. For a purpose and for an outcome (whatever that may be) that will be written into our stories. Yours. Mine. And Nolan's.
We love you to the core.
Happy Father's Day!



And, of course, I can't let Father's Day pass without recognizing the very first man I ever loved. Dad, my whole life you have been steadfast in your loving and supporting me. You are a man of few words, but your actions speak much louder. I love you and will ALWAYS be your little girl.
I'm so blessed to call you mine, and N is so blessed to call you "Papa G."