I was really hoping to blog more in the last month but sitting at the computer for any length of time is super uncomfortable. For Thanksgiving, we went down to Lance’s mom’s. (Let me define “went down”, she is about 4 hours southwest of here.) The car ride was long due to my protruding belly; we stopped more than we usually would. I got out and walked around a bit, and of course we have a potty trained child now so that changes how we travel as well.
We had a great time with his mom, sister, brother-in-law, and two nieces. As the Lord orchestrated, my best friend, Monica, also lives nearby. Totally the Lord’s hand, she and I met in Hungary on a missions trip, kept in contact, and stayed close. Lance and I didn’t know each other at that time, and his mom was living here in St. Louis. She moved years later, and we discovered she was only 10 miles from Monica. So on many visits to Mom’s; I get a chance to hang out with Monica. Our little boys are only 6 weeks apart. Isn’t it fun to see God’s hand even in the littlest introductions that lead to deep friendships.
Thought I’d share a few pics from the weekend
(as always if you click on them you’ll go to flickr where there is more.)
Trying to pretend to be asleep
Asher and Monica’s kiddos
this one and I bonded,
Lance’s mom (Nana) and her grandkids