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I was taking the daily poll on Swagbucks:
Are you
the oldest child in your family?
the baby?
somewhere in the middle?
the only child?
I read it aloud to Titus and then asked him what he is.
"The oldest."
And what am I?
"The Mommy!"
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At Plimoth Plantation
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Easter Sunday & More
Our family on a beautiful and sunny Easter Sunday
Aunt Linda holding Talitha
Uncle Bill & Aunt Linda celebrate 50 years together in July
My Happy Little Helper in the Kitchen
Aunt Linda holding Talitha
Uncle Bill & Aunt Linda celebrate 50 years together in July
My Happy Little Helper in the Kitchen
The Little Heisey Cousins
We are having fun with our little ones!
Here we are celebrating Kymberlie's 1st Birthday and Mother's Day!
The matching outfits were gifts from Grandpa & Grandma Heisey.
Kymberlie, Carlissa, Talitha & Trenton
12 months. 9 1/2 months. 7 months. 4 months
12 months. 9 1/2 months. 7 months. 4 months
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Happy Mother's Day!
Motherhood is a calling. The woman’s obedience to that command meant self-giving. First she gave herself to her husband – he initiated, she responded – then she gave herself for the life of her child. A woman knows, in the deepest regions of her being, that it is this very self-giving for which she was made. Single or married, her level of maturity is measured by how much she gives to others. If she’s married, she gives herself to her husband and she receives. If she’s a mother, she loses her life in her child and – mysteriously – she finds it. A woman knows that no one can really say where the giving ends and the receiving starts. [God] calls some to be single, some married people to be childless, but He calls most women to be mothers. There are, the Bible tells us, “differences of gifts,” and they’re all given to us according to God’s grace. None of the gifts of my own life – not my “career” or my work or any other gift – is higher or more precious to me than that of being some-one’s mother. If our calling is to be mothers, let’s be mothers with all our hearts – gladly, simply, and humbly – like that little peasant girl Mary who spoke for all women for all time when she said, “Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it unto me according to Thy word” (Luke 1:38). ~Elisabeth Elliot
Thank you, Mom, for teaching me by your example, how to be a woman and a mother!
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