I check a ton of my friend’s blogs regularly, and every few days they have a new tidbit or set of pics. Why is this so hard for me??!! It’s not like I don’t have material to post…I mean come on, I’ve got an 18month old. Every day he is doing something that makes me die laughing, and I have to run for the camera. Our basement flooded back before Easter, I have Easter pics, and we took a trip to Turkey Hill to visit family. I’m gonna try harder. I always think of things or read a devotional I want to share, but if I don’t sit down in that moment it escapes me. So here is a post to help remind me that this is something I want to do, and need to get to it. So keep your eyes open, starting next week I am going to post some of the past and start moving forward to be more regular.

Here’s a teaser: his first bubble bath

Thank you so much to all of you who commented….it was so encouraging. I just wanted to do a quick follow-up. Lance has decided that right now “his dream job” is not where God is leading him. However, along the same line, he has just accepted a 12 month contract. This is great news for us, because he had lost a contract about a month ago and has been without work. (For those who do not know, he is self-employed) This new direction will give him steady income for a year, while he weighs what is God’s will for his life.

To add to this I wanted people to know that the relocation for his “dream job” was Sydney, Australia. 20 hr flight, and literally across the globe, I am thankful for now the Lord has not called us there…..However my heart is much better prepared should he call us to another state.

And for now this little boy would be lost without snow.

Today I really got to thinking. My hubby asked me this morning if I would be willing to relocate for his “dream job.” For him it is a job with a company he has always admired, loves the software product development they do, and thinks their office management style is amazing. So I started thinking….what is my dream job?

I have always loved acting, I dabble in singing, and if I had ever had the chance to be on Broadway I would have done it in a heartbeat. But for none of those had I truly yearned. None of them had I prayed over and over for the “desires of my heart.” (Psalm 37:4). So it hits me today, I have my dream job. I am a wife and a mother. Now if you’ve known me any length of time, you know I used to joke about getting them in the right order. I wanted children so badly. I am so grateful I married a man who shared my dream, who works solely for our income, and never once complains at the idea of not having two incomes. Even now as we struggle to make ends meet, and he searches feverishly for a job; he has not asked me to take on any of the financial burden.

So this is my dream job.

I ask myself, am I willing to sacrifice, am I willing to give up the comforts of my little world to give my husband his “dream job.” The jury is still out on this one. However I am in prayer over it; as is he, since he realizes his “dream” may not be God’s plan.(Jeremiah 29:11-13) He also realizes that God may completely change his dream, who knows. Until then, I am very thankful both to God and my husband for giving me the chance at my dream job!!

Asher got a lot of tools for Christmas. He has 3 or more hammers, a plastic set from his Auntie Heather, and a plush set of Handy Manny tools. (quick explanation: Handy Manny is a Disney channel show that Daddy and Asher love to watch together. Okay at this stage Lance watches and Asher humors him.) Anyway we had bought a 9 cube shelf for his “playroom” in our dining room. I don’t have dining room furniture, and it made more sense to be a playroom when his toys were taking over my living room. Daddy watched Asher one morning while I went to BSF leader’s meeting. Anyway, Daddy decided that they needed a project. So he went out to the garage and got the shelving unit that needed to be assembled. I had really wanted the project to be mine (rarely do I get to do a home improvement project beyond vacuuming and dusting.), but after I heard the stories and saw these pics. Well, I really didn’t care. Lance said after he brought in his tools and the big box of disassembled shelves, Asher went to his little tool set and got his own tools. They worked together building. If Daddy hammered, so did Asher. The apparently had a great time together, and it gave Lance a fun picture of what the future might bring. His Dad had taught him wood working, and now since his passing, Lance has inherited all of his tools from a simple hammer to a large scary table saw.( I just envision fingers disappearing). I know one day Lance hopes to have the time to teach Asher the same tricks of the trade. Until then, these are the priceless moments.

Ouch, my thumb!

Is this how you use them? Peek-a-boo

And what better way to end a “manly” project then to take a picture of the final product.

I know this website is supposed to be all about Asher, but I am a proud cousin. My little baby cousin just had his first baby. He is the youngest of 9 grandchildren and the only boy. I wanted to show off his son, the newest member of our family, and the picture that brought a tear to my eye.

Look at that sweet face.

Allan family: Jimmy, Ashley, and Tobias.

Look at that proud Daddy.

Daddy gave him his first guitar for Christmas. Lance does play….a lot in his younger days. With his ear for music and his love for sound quality, Lance has high hopes that somewhere down the road Asher will play an instrument. After opening his guitar, he actually held it in perfect form. Daddy was so proud.

Right before Christmas, his little hairs along his collar were hanging well over. The front wasn’t too bad, but even his little sideburns were creeping up over his ears. So Auntie Heather(my sister) agreed to come give him trim. For the most part, he was cooperative, but he wasn’t quite sure what we were doing. Before

The first curl disappears, he’s not real thrilled with us.

Feeding him cheese to keep him still, resorting to just holding him still.

After.

I’m done apologizing. I have a very active one year old, a mischievous dog, I have gone back to two mornings a week being a children’s leader for BSF, I filled in for 2 weeks teaching 2nd grade for my cousin who had mono, and I turned 30 which makes me old and less energized. Ok you can laugh now….I’m not apologizing but I am making excuses. I have finally commandeered my hubbie’s computer and plan to upload some photos. I have a lot to catch up on. If you ever need just pics there is always the Flickr shortcut on the right. Here are a few pics from our first snow. He loved sledding.

I was just reviewing my sporadic postings and realized I never updated the walking problem. He finally mastered that he could still play with his puppy while toddling around on two legs. Right after Thanksgiving, he mastered the wobble and walk. And before Christmas, walking became his primary mode of transportation. He is getting much better and now trying a little jog. Typically that will result in a face plant, but up he goes for more. On another Asher note, he is cutting 5 teeth. Yep, all of them poking through at the moment, but he is a trooper we rarely hear a whine or complaint. I think there are others hiding also trying to get their chance to pop out, but my only time to peek in is when I’ve got him giggling pretty hard.

I feel like a lot of my friends have been apologizing for their lack of writing as of late. With the holidays it is hard to find the time to sit and write. My apologies are slightly different. I have the time to sit and write but that is not why people check this page out…..for my exceptional ability to write a stimulating article on snowflake individuality. Admit it you come to see pictures. Well here is where the apology comes in…..my sweet yet OVERLY busy husband took snow pictures of Asher in “RAW” format. If you understand camera talk (which I don’t), it means they have to be formatted in a specific program to be viewable on something such as this webpage. So since he is swamped; he has not found time to do this for me. So alas, I find I can not put up any pictures or even sadder I have not been able to print them for my frames and photo albums. Uploading the holiday pictures will also be coming, but again I apologize for computers because all pictures are stored on the computer he uses for work, so I have not been able to access them to upload. Oh whoa is me, please say you pity my plight. Please do not black list me from your blog checking…..soon I will have something to show.