The Streetpoet

He woke up smiling, I could see he knew that today was his special day, and he was waiting to hear “Happy birthday, Jerome!”.  Daddy made waffles as Jerome’s choice of breakfast, then we all headed out to a wedding. Now, before the contract was signed I talked to Jerome about mommy shooting a wedding on his birthday and he said that was fine with him, just so long as he could still have a party! So the party’s tomorrow, but today our eldest son turned SIX years old!

Thanks to all who called him today, he LOVED those calls and even exclaimed in delight how many people called to talk to him!

Happy birthday, our precious Jerome!

I realize I completely missed blogging about our fourth of July and a dear friend from out of town so I will put those pics up as soon as I can. I’ve also had two shoots this week and a wedding coming up this weekend.

This morning Ian and Seth were up at 7am (that’s early for our boys) and they stayed outside after waving goodbye to Daddy while I fixed their breakfast. Seth asked if it was daytime yet and if he could play. He runs over to the ladder and climbs up to the slide, his face and chest bathed in sunshine, and says “Mommy, the sun is rising to me! It’s not burning me up!”

The Lord’s mercies are new every morning!

Then this evening as we sat outside eating dinner with Noel and David, the sun is setting in the west and the moon is rising from the south east. As the sun turns a brilliant orange and blinks good night through the trees at us, Seth said “The sun is firing at me!”. And when he noticed the ever brighter moon shining behind the clouds he said “The moon is hiding!”.

Good night!