He is risen indeed!

Happy Easter everyone! I love love love this time of year. I think a lot of it has to do with the change in seasons. But, I love the hope and joy that is celebrated in the Christian holiday of Easter. I mean, when you think about it, it is an even bigger deal than Christmas. He is no longer dead, the sky is no longer dark, the colors have changed to white and celebration! I just love it! And I love watching my children process as well. Elisa came with us to the Maundy Thursday service and watched the altar stripping. She saw it get dark and bare. And then Easter, she saw the flowers and the white dressings and she made a connection. She got excited...and frankly, that feeds my excitement!

Ok. Truth time. For those that are following my blogging habits, my Supper for Six blog is not going so well. I am pretty darn lazy. For real. It is really difficult to cook EVERY night for the fam. This just goes to show how much I need this accountability. And I also want to give a shout out to those that offered encouragement from my last post. I am learning more and more that there is this great "keeping up with the Joneses" conspiracy in America. We are probably all broke, but nobody wants to admit it. And I truly believe, those that are truly wealthy do not live flashy at all. They are frugal--that is why they are rich! We are trying. We are trying. I am even learning to love my minivan! :) I am working on this Supper thing, too. Send me recipes that you love (quick and easy much appreciated)! I will try them and post them! (Sidenote: I haven't forgotten you Lacy--I am going to get he BBQ meatball recipe from my friends. Promise! :))

Freak out moment: There are quite a few people I know of having babies July, August, September. And so far, all of them are having girls. This does not bode well. I have this theory that babies born in the same time frame are the same gender. I know--it doesn't make sense. Maybe in a vague "Chinese Lunar calendar" way. I need to get this out there right now--I really want another boy. I don't wish any harm to this baby, and if it is a girl--I love her already! But this is my last, and I want a brother for Noah. Get ready--I will grieve a little if it is a girl. I suppose that is selfish when you consider how many people want children and cannot have them. A child is a child and Nathan and I love it and welcome it. But I have this picture in my head of my two girls and two boys sharing rooms and being best friends. And this is the final installment. The family is finished after this. I have to come to terms with the fact that this "picture" may not be a reality and make adjustments. A girl does not mean she will be a spoiled diva; nor does it mean that I am a carbon copy of my mom. But the insecurity and fears are there. I am glad to be writing this out. As I am processing, I realize how silly I am being. I am grateful to have this experience once more. But I will say this--I am envious of the others that already know the genders of their babies. I won't find out until 22 1/2 weeks (April 27th) because Longview is weird.