blessings for your monday morning

purity is natural. we come into this world with all the right instincts, we are innocent, and therefore perceive things as they should be, rather than how they are. our conscience is clear, our hands are clean, and the world at large is truly beautiful.

have a blessed and wonderful week, much love to you all,

cole

We are home finally

we are home now from yet another whirl wind adventure. camp last week was insanely hot and humid, sleepless, and emotionally draining. while i wouldn't have it any other way, still we are tired.

this morning we missed church, which is a rarity. i woke up at 11 and we put the baby back down. at 3 jere decided to go and wake her up only to find blythe and isabel asleep on the living room floor. we are all tired.

i have some pics that are good, but mostly we worked so much i forgot to take pictures. here are a few for your viewing pleasure.

i missed you all

blessings,

cole

ps- dialogue for last picture

dustin "do you have your phone on you?"
me "yes, it's in my pocket."
dustin "i'd move it if i were you."

sorry

these last two weeks have been crazy and i am sorry that i have not been blogging as much as ususal. last week i helped with two class parties, one graduation, one birthday party, and jere's band field trip. i don't know who is more tired, me or the two youngest McCurdys.

anyway, school is over for jack and belle and jere and the girls only have this week left and we will all be free for a few weeks. i am so excited to have my family home. hopefully we will be coming in each one of your directions soon. so have your blow-up mattresses (mom-in-law), ice cream and little debbies (marmee)chips and salsa with margaritas (stace and dude), pedicures scheduled (sarah bear), cheap mexican food (staci B.) and cheese nips ready (mark, leah, and nathan) the mccurdys are heading your way!

blessings,

cole


these are a few pics from last week. love everyone.

we need an immune boost

well i have spent my entire day cleaning up puke, rubbing backs, and purchasing crackers and ginger ale.

this is not how i wanted to spend my monday.

jack and blythe are not feeling well as a matter of fact this is the fifth time we are dealing with strep throat since september. we now how to consider the fact that perhaps blythe could benefit from some surgery.

blythe is past miserable. she has had the shot twice in the past and penicillin as well, this time they gave her keflex to see how well that heals her. at this point she has ask me to personally to just rip her tonsils out. i opted to give her motrin and tylenol and told her to take another nap.

jack has just thrown up until he basically cannot even sit up any more. our ped figures he is just fighting strep, so fingers crossed jack wins this battle and begins to feel better by tomorrow, otherwise it's back to the doctor for him tomorrow.

pray for speed healing for all of my kids that are sick and continued good health for the others

blessings,

cole

My baby

My baby experienced her first break up yesterday night (via text, what is this world coming too) and it was horrible.

I don't know who felt worse, the bewildered 15 year-old who, "just doesn't understand, I don't know what I did wrong mom!" to her 35 year old mother who just wants to punch that kid in the face and tell him how wonderful her child is and how lucky he was to have her except . . .

this entire experience has made me realize that secretly I don't want her dating yet, this world is way to harsh and this has forced me to understand the reality that I cannot protect my babies from everything and that my "motherbear" reflex (you know ripping someones head off for my child's wounded heart) will not fix everything, nor is it necessary.

I cried for my daughter last night. I cried because she had to experience this heartbreak, I cried because I couldn't do anything but hold her, I cried because I love her so much and she is getting so big, but mostly I cried because this will happen again and I will still feel helpless and ill-equipped to handle this situation and that really creates a vacuum.

Have a good day friends and family.
I said a prayer for each one of you and hope that the love scars you carry from youth to now are healed and barely noticeable. I know mine are and I am thankful for that.

love you all (especially my own scar-remover Jeremiah)

cole