weekend update

This weekend was great. Mom and Brian took Max on Friday night, and Matt and I got to spend time with the two little ones. We went for our daily "family walk" out in our neighborhood. We decided to walk over to the new house, since it is only a few blocks away. We just love this neighborhood. We prayed as we walked over, prayed for the area, the people, about what God has planned for us moving here permanently, etc. There is a tree park just down the block from our new house called Horton Park. It's a peaceful and open park, I'm sure it's where the boys will learn to ride a two-wheeler, and it's where we will walk our next dog... someday. When we got to the house, we walked to the back and just spent some time day dreaming about how great our backyard is going to be. We walked back home as the sun went down. The boys were content in the stroller, and we felt encouraged.


Saturday morning we woke up and took the kids to Louisiana Cafe over on Selby and Dale. The. Best. Breakfast. Ever. The waitresses aren't a bunch of crabby hipster chics anymore. It felt more family friendly than the last time we were there years ago. I have good memories of going there with Matt, pre-kids. My dad even met us there a couple of times. He liked the food there. We spent the rest of the afternoon napping, cleaning, packing, and taking another family walk. Mom and Brian brought Max back in the late afternoon. And the peaceful weekend ended at that moment. Before we knew it Max and Gabriel were back to fighting and competing for mom and dad's attention. Oh the drama. We were glad to have our big boy back though. 


Mike and Steph came over and we grilled out that night. We had grilled chicken and pineapple sandwiches. They were so good.The kids went to bed, and we had our weekly prayer night with our friends. Usually we meet on Sunday nights, but this week we changed up nights so that Mike and Steph would be able to attend a screening of Nefarious. God put it on our hearts to pray for big stuff. We had to begin by asking God what that was even supposed to look like. How do we even begin to pray about things that are so huge and result in such messy sin? We agreed that God hears us, even though we are only four people, in this little house, in this big city, in this huge country, on this massive earth. God hears the cries of our hearts, and our prayers make a difference. What an awesome thought. I am so grateful for these prayer nights. God always shows up and blesses us for our faithfulness. Someday I will write about how these prayer nights came to be.

This Wednesday would've been dad's 59th birthday... I think. We will honor him and celebrate him by going out to breakfast. I miss him so much.

 He loved Max so much. 

Hopefully we hear back from the bank this week and can get a closing date on the calendar.