We Survived

I know that this is a strange title to put on a Mother's Day post, but with both of our families coming to our house to eat, it is a miracle that we survived Mother's Day!

It was a wonderful day certainly. Jason and Abby gave me cards first thing in the morning. I cried. For those of you who know me, I usually don't cry over sentimental things. If I cry, it is typically because I am mad or hurt, not because I am touched. I guess it was something about the day and realizing how blessed I actually am that brought tears to my eyes. They also gave me some wonderful porch furniture. I have been wanting rocking chairs for our porch for some time. Now Abby and I can go outside an sit, which we actually did yesterday. Don't judge me by the cups on my front porch!



Abby was also dedicated on Sunday. It was a lovely ceremony. She got a little Bible and a certificate. She didn't cry or fuss at all; she simply swung her feet back and forth while Jeff gave the challenge. My grandmother came to the service, which was a wonderful gift. My nannie is 78 years old. I am so blessed to still have her here, and I hope that Abby is able to enjoy her as much as I did and still do.



Perhaps the funniest part of the dedication was that Abby was the smallest yet oldest (baby) on the stage. She was also the only girl.