Wednesday, March 24, 2010

on the front page

Caleb and Sarah are both playing baseball (tee-ball and soft ball actually) for the first time. They are loving it and they’re so fun to watch. In Kirkland, they start out the season with a parade of all the teams. Look who they put on the front page of the Kirkland Reporter?

If you want to see it for yourself, click here

14 years…and counting

Found this quote from Amy Bloom and put it on the inside of the card I gave Kari Beth this morning.

“Love at first sight is easy to understand; it's when two people have been looking at each other for a lifetime that it becomes a miracle.”

So true. Cool thing is that Kari and I fell in love right away AND we’re still “looking at each other.” (As you can see from the pic – I’ve got the better view.) 

018Gotta say it’s a miracle for a lot of reasons. It’s a miracle that in a day and age that doesn’t honor sticking it out – we’re still together. A miracle because after all this time we actually like each other as much as we love each other. A miracle because we still recognize the ways we can get stronger…and are striving to do just that. A miracle because having three wild and crazy kids has made us love and appreciate each other even more.

Hasn’t always been easy. But God has always been present. Always been merciful. Always guided. Always protected. Always kept us “looking” – at Him and at each other.

I love you Kari Beth. Happy 14th Anniversary!

Friday, September 04, 2009

Hannah’s First Steps

Well, I can hardly believe it, but little Hannah took several steps last night. See for yourself…

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

my little one…is one

My little baby...It's 3:23 in the morning. Not now. A year ago. I can't believe it's been a whole year. Hannah GraceAnne Ferrin showed up on August 26th, 2008 at 3:23am. All nine-pounds-seven-ounces of her.

And here we are...a year later. The Ferrin Four is now The Ferrin Five. And it may be a cliché, but it's oh so true - we can't imagine life without her. I don't know that I have ever seen a baby who laughs as much as Hannah. Of course, she's always being entertained by her dancing, singing sister, and her wild and crazy jokester of a brother. They are quite a team.

She's into everything right now. Crawling. Climbing stairs. Opening drawers. Putting everything (including handfuls of dirt from our houseplants) into her mouth. I am convinced that all it will take for her to walk is the realization that walking will get her places faster. Speed. It's all about speed. She eats fast, crawls fast, drinks fast, grabs fast.

And sadly for her mom and dad - she grows fast. Happy Birthday Hannah. We love you.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

out of the mouths of babes…

In the van the other day, a guy rode by on a bicycle without a helmet on. Here’s the conversation that ensued:

Me: Hey Sarah, that guy needs to borrow one of our bike helmets.

Sarah: Daddy, if I was (long pause) the principal of everything – you know, Barack Obama – I’d make a rule that anyone who rode a bike would have to wear a helmet.

Me: That would be a good rule.

Caleb (from the way back seat): If I was Maraca Bama…

Sarah: BARACK Obama!!!

Caleb: If I was Barack Obama I’d make a rule that everyone would have to believe in God.

Me: That’s another good rule.

(long pause)

Caleb: Sarah?

Sarah: What?

Caleb (with a smirk): I’d make a rule about the most important thing.

The most important thing indeed…Well done Caleb.

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Thursday, April 23, 2009

two reasons to celebrate

It was 15 years ago today that I met this beautiful blond with great legs who loved Jesus and who – 23 months later – would become my bride. And if you can believe it, there is an even greater reason why I’m celebrating today.

One hour ago, we were all upstairs in Sarah’s room, finished reading the story of the resurrection and started walking through what “believing in Jesus” means. The conversation went something like this:

Me: Do you know why Jesus died on the cross?
Caleb: For our sins.
Me: Do you understand what “sin” is?
Caleb: Um…no.
Me: Do you think you ever do, say, or think things that make God not happy?
Caleb: No.
Me: Really?!? Like when you hurt your sisters or say things that are mean or not true…Does that make God happy or unhappy?
Caleb: Oh yeah…unhappy.
Me: Well, God is perfect. He wants to be with us, but since we’re all not perfect, something had to happen to take our sin away. The only way that could happen was for someone to die. Jesus said that He would die so that we wouldn’t have to. Then He rose from the tomb so that we could live with Him forever. Anyone who believes He did this for us can ask Jesus to live in their heart and we tell Him that we’ll live our lives to make Him happy.
Caleb: I want to do that!

And so he did. I prayed. He prayed.

Wahooo! His mother hooted and hugged him. I wish I had a picture of his face when Kari said, “Everyone in heaven is having a party right now because you asked Jesus into your heart.” He beamed. So excited.

Before being tucked into bed, Caleb asked, “What do you think our house is going to be like in heaven?” “I don’t know, Caleb. But I think it’s going to be better than you or I could ever imagine.”

Sort of like this day…

Saturday, April 04, 2009

Girls and Boys

I know you’ve heard that girls and boys are different. Some say “nature.” Others say “nurture.” I say “yep!”

Sarah and Caleb were playing with Legos and I was in another part of the room. The sweet voice of my daughter called out from the other room, “Daaaaadddy. Look at the house I just buSarah & Caleb...self-portraitilt.” Barely had the words left her lips when my son stands up and shouts, “Hey Dad. Look at my monster! Wanna make a monster so we can fight?”

And again I say…”Yep.”

Monday, March 30, 2009

Sentimental moment…almost…

Just got back from a family walk. Partway into the walk we came to a bench with one of the “In Loving Memory” signs. As we looked at the picture and read the plaque the tender moment took a quick detour when Sarah asked…

So…did that guy die under this bench?

Sentimentality squashed. On with the walk.