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I couldn’t keep my eyes off the sky while on the interstate this evening. (Fortunately, Dan was driving.)

The dark, ominous-looking clouds filled most of the space. But the sunset was framed with pinks and oranges against a piercing blue sky. Such dichotomy.

It reminded me of God’s holy wrath alongside His glorious mercy. He is beautiful and perfect.

Know what else is beautiful?

My family.

I haven’t said that enough on here lately. It’s funny how online life doesn’t always reflect real life. I’ve been having “my heart is going to burst with pride” moments lately with my oldest. He is making me so proud at school. Don’t get me wrong…his midterm progress report said he needs to work on “neat work.” He’s not perfect.

But I regularly get comments like, “He’s always willing to help a friend.” Or, “He’s such a good boy.”

I don’t want to make other people uncomfortable with my mommy pride, but I’m so happy.

We’re just beginning. There’s a long road ahead. Of schooling and friendships and peer pressure. But I’m grateful to my God that we seem to be beginning well. His heart is most important to us. We want him to love God and love people.

My man had conferences this week, so it’s been a long week for him. Then my car didn’t start this morning so he has that on his mind. Leading a family is hard work. He does it with integrity.

Little one is trying to kill me.

Just kidding.

90% of the time, daily life with that child is grand. It’s that 10% that’ll getcha. Battle of the wills, baby.

I turned 34 a week ago. WhAt?! Up next: orthopedic shoes. Just kidding, I already have those.

I celebrated at The Cheesecake Factory of all places! I’ll take a candle in a slice of heaven any day. (The waiter casually mentioned…to a table of 8 women…that one of the flavors had 1,500 calories in one slice. That is not the kind of thing to tell ladies if you want a good tip. We prefer to live in denial.)

Tomorrow is Caden’s last soccer game of the season. He’s gotten to be on a team with his little buddy who is usually overseas. So special. The four of us parents have died laughing at several moments. Mostly when the kids yell from the field things like, “Is it time for snacks yet?”