The title is from a worship song. The song (and the musician) tend to be a little bit on the cheesy side for me, but for whatever reason....it popped into my mind today. I guess I could add my own comment to Marshall's blog, but I won't. Not because my views differ, not because I'm afraid of what the responses will be, mostly... I don't feel the need. Instead, I'll pray...and continue to put my hope in trust in God, and live a life of love.
Not much of worth to write about today. However, NORAH TURNED 6 MONTHS YESTERDAY! WOOT! Which also means, I have officially made it 6 months breastfeeding (well, 1 1/2 months actually breastfeeding and 5 months exclusively pumping). I can't believe it! I'm pretty proud of myself. Pumping has taken a lot of time and effort, but I am so thankful to be able to give that to Norah. However, I hope to be completely done by Christmas as Norah has started on solids and formula.
Some pictures for all of you to enjoy:

This is Hayden giving Norah a hug. And yes, Hayden hugs should really be called tackles!

Hooray for Fridays.

Six months! Norah can sit up unsupported for quite a while, she is talking non-stop with lots of "da-da-da" sounds, and clearly is as adorable as ever.

Norah's giggles warm my heart.

Norah and Poppy right before a birthday bath! :o)
Love to you all.
SLK