Hot & Cold

Faster than a gas oven, my girl Gabby can warm up to someone or give them the cold shoulder in a matter of seconds. For example: Right now, she's in her crib screaming her head off because she wants to be with me (or so I tell myself.) Yet, it wasn't 30 minutes ago that she was screaming her head off because some weird lady was giving her a bath. The weird lady was me, with my hair pulled into a ponytail. She didn't recognize me with my hair up, and so she didn't know who I was. Twice, when I let my hair down, she stopped screaming and started making her usual "I like you" faces. That kid knows what she wants.

Although it's been a tough couple of last months, seeing this picture reminds me that I enjoyed them anyway. I think it's something to praise God for when you can say that you still enjoyed life during tough times. That's me and Gabrielle in one of the precious moments of togetherness we had right after my foot surgery. (That's the foot + boot and iodine still halfway up my leg.) Let me say that the surgery days were only minor inconveniences, lest you think I'm complaining. But I remember thinking at the time, "This is really nice to have some slow time." So now my challenge is to enjoy life and the Lord during pressure-cooker days. There's so much going on, and with Gabby getting bigger, there's so much more to miss if we don't pay attention!

If we had the digital camera with us, I'd take a before and after shot of the specimen of plant life growing on top of Jason's head. I'm off to cut it right now! [Crowd cheers wildly.] Then I'm going to shave his goatee off! [Crowd riots due to excitement.]

P.S. - For all you who think I'm a big meanie for letting her cry instead of rocking her or laying down with her, you'll be happy to hear that she's already asleep. Say night night! Night night.