I guess I’m a lot of things: a wife, a mom, a daughter, a sister, a crafter, a cook, a reader, a writer, a homemaker, a pianist, and probably a lot more too. But at the end of the day, I’m just a Christian trying to find and obey God’s will.
The silence here has, sadly, been due to a yucky stomach bug followed immediately by a terrible cold. Not the sorts of things I’d anticipated busying myself with, but oh well.
We’ve started to perk up a bit this week, and done exciting things like follow Papa around on his day off.
And a few other things, [...]
Last night, Ryan’s step-sister’s first baby was born. A stillborn baby boy.
Red-haired, 7 pounds… and gone before he came.
They named him Oliver.
Please pray for Catherine and Ben, for their journey through a grief I can’t imagine. Psalms says that our tears are not cried into a void, but that a God who cares collects them [...]
I s’pose it goes without saying that posting around here may (will?) be a bit sporadic. It’s hard to sit and think and ponder and write when you’ve got a limited number of days to visit and chat and catch up and participate.
I will try to keep my thinker working, and probably that will [...]
(click through to see some of what we’ve been up to.)
Yesterday was a “special” day, as Ryan tells Jameson. One last Saturday together, just the three of us, before our little family splits up for a bit.
We decided to take Jameson to the San Francisco Zoo. I was a bit nervous, as the tigers there seem to be in the habit of mauling visitors, but [...]
I made Jameson some PJ pants, and made a matching t-shirt with some applique. I thought I’d take a picture this morning. Easier said than done. You gotta be fast around here, I guess:
I got this one and called it a day.
Yup, my name is Danica. Like the race car driver, whose name I know, but whose career I know nothing about. A Nascar fan I am not. Things like reading, playing piano, gardening, cooking, sewing, writing, and keeping my bathroom bleached are more up my alley. Read more »My maiden name is Sinclair (not Patrick), and I come from good stock. (So says my husband, anyway!) I’m the oldest of 9 kids–and my parents are neither insane, uninformed, or Catholic. They’re actually the best parents you could ask for. Seriously. (And, consequently, I think pretty highly of my siblings, too, whose blogs you can access from the links below.) I’ve joined a new clan, though, and my husband and I have been “leaving-and-cleaving” for 2 years and counting. We have a son who you’ll read much (too much?) about. Oh. And there are pictures of him, too–hundreds of them–should you care to click on over to my flickr account. I’m a stay at home mom who is redefining that title–I literally stay at home as much as I possibly can. I love to be home! Home, by the way, is in Northern California, although my roots are in a lil’ ol’ town in Northern New York. Lastly, I take all blame for any ridiculous, outlandish, illogical posts. Anything worth commenting on or linking to is due to my husband’s encouragement. In the spirit of the Little engine That Could, “He thinks I can, He thinks I can, He thinks I can,…”, and sometimes, that’s all a wife needs.
