Bob

Elisabeth has a new friend...

Bob the Tomato

from Veggie Tales. Her favorite episode is about Bob going on a vacation. Through part of the video, his friends ask,

"Where'd Bob go?"*

So all day long Elisabeth has been walking around the house with hands palm up, shoulders slightly raised, head turning left, then right, as if searching, asking,

"Where'd Bob go?"*

It's really quite humorous to hear a two year old say "Bob" so clearly and seriously. And she will literally search for him as if fully expecting him to turn up around the next corner. Brian and I were teasing her on our way home from church tonight as she searched the car for Bob, and asked her if she liked Larry the Cucumber since she has been so smitten with Bob the Tomato. With out missing a beat, she looked at us and stated very matter-of-fact,

"I like Bob."

Brian and I immediately started laughing at such a big answer from a tiny girl. We had no idea she knew how to express herself in such a way...and with such surety and confidence. She gave us a good laugh and blessed us to be able to see more of her personality unfold.

"I like Bob. Where'd Bob go?* Where is he?"

She's a ham with a big heart and a joyfulness that's contagious...and, tonight, before we knew it, we found that joy spilling out of our hearts as we laughed along with her and joined in on her search for Bob...

*Elisabeth refreshed my memory this morning as she searched for Bob around the house, saying "Where'd Bob go?" instead of "Where's Bob?" as was previously posted. Just wanted to clear that up!

Open House

I was hoping to have this posted before our open house, but getting ready for it proved to be quite time consuming.

Brian's school has a housing fair every year for the incoming class. This year we decided to be a participant in the housing fair with a table set up with information on the house.


We had a couple of information sheets propped up on the table with Brian's laptop up and running for people to view the link to the pictures of the house.


We also had flyers for people to take with them that had a map on the back taking them from the school to our house.

So...how did it go? Was it a success? Well...we had a whopping one person come by...that's right one person! So, does that make it a flop? Not when the one person absolutely loves it! She is an incoming student who is looking for a house for her dad to buy that she can share with a roommate. As she was leaving she said she was going to call her dad to have him come look at it this next weekend when he will be in town. She said she loves it and wouldn't change anything about it. She was googly eyed as she looked around and wanted to be sure that not many people knew about it yet (we have only advertised with Brian's school...we bought it from a former student, and wanted to let the incoming students know about it first since it's so close to the school). Brian kept saying, "All we need is one person." So, indeed, all we may need is one person. We would be most grateful for your prayers. Many other people took flyers at the housing fair and may not have been able to come today due to other events going on after it. The girl that came to look at it came straight from the housing fair to our house because she said she had to see it. Now we just wait and see what the Lord has. We have another girl coming to see it Monday morning and a guy called yesterday to inquire about it, so we will see what happens! Oh, the waiting game! What fun!

We worked so hard to get the house ready and now that it is in prime condition, we are caught between truly wanting to sell it and hoping we can stay here to enjoy it. What do think? Looks pretty good, right?!


So why are we selling? Well, Brian is going to be gone almost all fall doing interview rotations at potential residency locations. He'll be rotating at hospitals in

(maybe...I'm hoping...just to get the chance to visit our dear friends!)

We would love to sell the house so that Elisabeth and I can go with him. Otherwise, she and I will stay here and Brian will be gone for about four months. We cannot afford to keep the house and travel with him. We would rather travel around the US living out a hotels for a few months than be without Brian. But we leave it all in the Lord's hands.

For now, I'm off on a date with my husband! It has been a looooooooooong time since we've been able to go out!! He just finished his surgery rotation (by the way, he's decided to pursue Orthopedic Surgery) and has the weekend off! Woohoo!

Please keep our house situation in your prayers...we prefer to stay together as a family and know that the Lord knows that. Whatever comes of it, we know it is for a reason and will be to grow us closer to Him and to each other. We can't argue with that!

Happy Birthday Nanna!

Lazy Spring Day

Yesterday was a wonderful day for us. Brian had been on call the night before and came home around 11:00am. Thankfully he had gotten some sleep while he was at the hospital, so he didn't need to spend the whole day sleeping. The weather was AMAZING, the temperature around 75 degrees!! Brian and Elisabeth spent a lot of time playing outside after lunch and then both took a siesta...Elisabeth in her room, Brian in the hammock. I took advantage of the situation and had a little "me-time"! After they woke up, it was my turn to read and relax in the hammock for a bit while Brian watched Elisabeth for me inside. The gentle breeze and singing birds lulled me to sleep after a while. It was a glorious day and such a blessing to be together. Although we don't get them often, we love lazy days like this!

The things parents will do for their kids...

If you are a parent, you will certainly appreciate this. If you aren't, you should at least get a good laugh...

Elisabeth and I had an afternoon of favorites planned (the library and the park) so we were looking forward to getting out of the house today. After loading up on some new movies and books from the library, we headed to the park. I've been trying to work out more, so we parked a mile away from the park so I could run there. We parked and I loaded Elisabeth up into the jogging stroller with snacks, water, and her favorite (stuffed) kitty cat. I normally tell her to leave her kitty cat in the car, but for some reason today I let her hold it while I took my jog. Now mind you that Elisabeth is thoroughly attached to this kitty cat...she carries it proudly, tucked just under her arm as her constant companion through her every endeavor.

So we get to the park after a nice run and upon getting her out of the jogging stroller, I notice that kitty cat is no where in sight! My heart drops, because I know how much she loves this cat and I have no clue where it is! I look at her and ask frantically, "Elisabeth! Where is your kitty cat?!" She looks at me, returns the frantic look, and says in a sad, whining voice, "Kitty cat? Kitty cat?" I thought she might start crying, but thankfully she remembered that we were at the park and her mind moved on to swings, slides, and rocks. We were meeting a friend there with her little boy, so upon seeing her I told her what had just happened. I then asked if she would watch Elisabeth while I ran back the way we had come to see if I could find it. She completely understood, said yes, and I was on my way to find Kitty Cat. So I ran (well, I may have walked a little...I'm working on getting back into shape! But I had good motivation to run most of the way!) back the full mile to our car, and not once did I spot her beloved. I was sick at my stomach thinking of how crushed she would be and how she would probably cry herself to sleep because she didn't have her Kitty Cat. As I got to the car, I thought, "Oh, I'll just drive back to the park..." but then realized that I had left my keys with my friend at the park...a mile away! So I ran (most of the way) back to the park, deciding to go a different way, to get there faster and to have a different view.

I rounded a corner onto a street that we had run down to get to the park, and as I did, I saw a small white lump in the middle of the sidewalk (apparently the first time I ran by looking for the cat, I was on the other side of the street). It all happened in slow motion...I'm thinking, "Could it be the cat?! Please be the cat!!" And my heart rate picks up, as does my pace... I'm getting closer and closer, thinking "Please let it be the cat, please let it be the cat!!" I get close enough to see that it is, lean down to pick it up, hug it to my chest as I dance around in a circle, before holding it the air yelling, "Yes!! I found the cat!!" Okay, actually none of that happened...I only thought, "Thank You!", breathed a HUGE sigh of relief, and quietly scooped up the cat to continue running back to the park. I'm sure I had a satisfied smile on my face though! I ran triumphantly back to the park to proudly show Elisabeth that I had saved the day, and while she was excited to see her Kitty Cat, her attention soon turned to my water bottle...and that's all she cared about the rest of the time we were at the park! And after our wonderful time at the park with my friend and her son, we still had another mile to go back to the car! Now to you distance runners (you know who you are...I am so envious of you!) this may not seem like a big deal, but to these legs, four miles is a BIG deal! Four miles!! I ran four miles to save a stuffed animal!! Oh, how I love my daughter!!


My mom has assured me that she will someday make Elisabeth aware of my trek to save her beloved Kitty Cat! Elisabeth will better appreciate hearing of her mom's sacrifice if it comes from someone else...If I tell her when she old enough to understand, I'm sure she'll just think I'm lame! I never understood why my mom did the things she used to do for us. Now that I'm a mom I understand.

The things parents will do for their kids...