{"id":269,"date":"2007-10-05T23:41:48","date_gmt":"2007-10-06T06:41:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/?p=269"},"modified":"2007-10-05T23:41:48","modified_gmt":"2007-10-06T06:41:48","slug":"walking-before-god","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/2007\/10\/walking-before-god\/","title":{"rendered":"Walking before God"},"content":{"rendered":"

Ian is getting more and more mobile. Not that he’s crawling, but he can manage to eventually scoot himself around and backwards and roll over…whether or not those are the positions he was after! He’s fallen off his couch\/bed three times. I told Mom that and she immediately produced this marvelous contraption that fits perfectly in our cramped bedroom. She also provided Ian with his sheepskin, which is his bed…otherwise he’d just be on the couch! Thank you so much, Mom!<\/p>\n

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Boganvilla flowers!<\/p>\n

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Jerome said he wanted to make a bracelet for me and could I please give him some wire?<\/p>\n

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He made an absolutely stunning bracelet! Where he got the idea and knew how to make it, I don’t know. The boys had picked the flowers while playing kitchen in the mud. We hung the bracelet in the fridge to keep it fresh and Jerome kept peeking in at it every little while.<\/p>\n

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I love how Seth sprawls out and relaxes to play for long stretches of time.<\/p>\n

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He stuck with the kitchen game. “Mommy, dinner’s ready!”<\/p>\n

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We all went to Target before naptime because I discovered we were out of diapers. While we were there we found these underwear sets on clearance.<\/p>\n

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But as we got in the car to go to Target I realized my car had been running on empty for a while now and I didn’t want to be stuck with all the boys by myself on the side of the road, so we drove to Costco first…which is in the opposited direction.<\/p>\n

As we drove west the northern hills came into view and they had a huge fluffy white bank of clouds tucked behind them. I so wished for my camera, but the boys and I were oohing and aahing over them sufficiently. As I pulled up to the gas pump we had an excellent view of them and Jerome said “They’re like angels walking before God.”.\u00a0 Indeed, I could see exactly that.<\/p>\n

After nap time today we went and picked up Gigi and she took me (and Ian) out to dinner! We went to the farmer’s market first and she bought some strawberries and nectarines, and then we had panini sandwiches and salad for dinner at The Corner Bakery which neither of us had ever been to, and it was so good! She wanted to buy a gift for me that Peter could enjoy, too, as it’s our sixth anniversary tomorrow. Regina has always been the most generous person I know. She gives the greatest gifts and each one is a picture of her love and perception of you. We were in search of something we thought might be a good idea, but we totally got won over by a gal at a kiosk selling reversible and wrap able dresses! Wow. They are silk and absolutely beautiful. She bought me two of them! I’m still amazed that they are actually mine, and can’t wait for her to come back tomorrow to dress me!<\/p>\n

Not only did Regina take me out and buy me dresses, she witnessed of the Lord to the gal who sold them to us. Pamela is so very spiritually hungry and has been exploring Judaism, the Jehovah’s Witnesses, and I believe she was raised Catholic. Just last week she started reading the Bible for herself! She said she wants to make an informed decision and wants to know all she can. Regina’s going to take her to church, and maybe to her Bible study. I pray that she is led to the truth of Jesus Christ and the peace that only He gives!<\/p>\n

Regina, thank you, thank you, thank you for such an amazing night. I feel so loved by you, and so grateful to have you in my life! I love you! See you in the morning!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Ian is getting more and more mobile. Not that he’s crawling, but he can manage to eventually scoot himself around and backwards and roll over…whether or not those are the positions he was after! He’s fallen off his couch\/bed three times. I told Mom that and she immediately produced this marvelous contraption that fits perfectly […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/269"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=269"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/269\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=269"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=269"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.streetpoet.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=269"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}