Always There

I’ve caught myself a few times over the past weeks thinking that our new family of four here on earth is normal.  It almost seems too good to be true…that all three of my babies are healthy and whole-hearted.  I have somehow fallen into a normal pattern of doing seemingly normal things with my boys.  It’s a little easier to take pictures of the two of them most of the time.  I still think to myself that Annabelle should be in those pictures, too.  But, for the most part, I’ve gotten okay with it being just the two of them for now.  I am witnessing more and more everyday the special bond that the boys share…brotherly love is amazing to watch for both Scott and me since neither of us ever had a brother.  They wrestle together, Luke chases Wyatt all over the place on those red knees of his & both would rather play with baseballs than anything else in this world. This is our family now…a big bow makes an appearance every now and again and there are still pink baskets in Luke’s closet, but for the most part my world is filled with all things little boy.   I am happy here.  Don’t get me wrong, I was happy the other way also.  But, this feels good, too.

And, then there are times when, even amidst the blue gingham and baseballs galore that Annabelle shows us that she is always there…still a part of our family & keeping a constant eye on what her family is up to.

Like this picture…

Most of you have seen it before, and many made comments that it was only appropriate that her little sweet face was just over our shoulders.  It wasn’t set up this way, friends.  And, it didn’t just happen either. It was meant to be.  I think it’s a visual reminder of what happens a whole lot more than we realize.

Then, this weekend we went to my Grandma’s house to visit family.  My grandma is a trip!  She loves QVC and will buy anything.  She made some salesman’s day when she somehow got talked into getting a scooter for her home.  (She walks off without her cane constantly and Scott and I are starting to think it’s more of a fashion statement than anything else.)  You see, her QVC addiction has lead to her home’s square footage reducing by 2/3rds so there is hardly any room to move around anyhow.  So, just the idea of trying to get a scooter around her home is hilarious to begin with!  Anyways, all this to say that on Sunday, Grandma was showing off her new fancy red scooter when I asked the great grands to get around her for a picture.  I have a feeling y’all know what happened…

There she is again!  Perched right over her big brother’s shoulder! I didn’t even know that picture was in my grandma’s entertainment center until I was looking at this picture on the computer last night.  Another sweet gift that our only girl is with us…we carry her in our hearts and, it seems as though, she is sitting on our shoulders.  Praise God that she is always there!