Well here we are…one month in on our new waiting game for our court date. I feel like God is really working on my patience…goodness knows, I need it! Today everyone slept late. Harper slept until 9am. I told her I was really going to love her as a teenager…the girl likes her sleep. So we got a late start on our morning pool time and all the while I just couldn’t get itty bitty boy off my mind.
We were driving over to Josh’s parents pool and Blessed Be Your Name by the Newsboys came on the radio. Flashback city hit. Almost 3 years ago to the day we were in the exact same position…in June we were waiting to hear about Solomon’s court date and I was driving Harper and Huddy over to swim at Josh’s parents house and this same song came on the radio. I remember just sobbing over the song and I told Harper and Huddy…a wee 2-year-old and barely 9-month-old, how we needed to always praise God…good or bad…no matter what. As we rode in the car I told the wee Kelleys the story all over again. It was very surreal and gave my heart a bit of hope. God cares about those small moments of hope. I dig that.
(I still haven’t changed the clock in the van…hence it really being 9:51…and I may need to clean the van too.)
Then we got our swim on. I’ve decided swimming is pure joy to the wee Kelleys. They just swim their little hearts out. They always do a little people watching too. I’m afraid I am raising nosey kids 🙂
Harper is now a full fledged swimmer. She jumps in the deep end and swims all the way back to the shallow in. All she needed was a bit of confidence and to see my friend’s 3-year-old on Facebook swimming 🙂 She was super proud of herself. And Sol isn’t far behind.
And Huddy…well, he’s just Huddy. He’s brave and courageous and cautious all wrapped into one. He’s just a bit more concerned with pulling himself up on the side…I love his upper body strength…and staying warm.
He talked Sol into chilling with him for a bit. Sol is a good sport when it comes to showing his brother some love.
Sol may just in fact be a swimmer when he gets older. Can you see it? I can. Be still my ever loving heart…this kid kills me.
Then they all did a bit of sun bathing before we headed home for some lunch. I know just about every mother feels this way, but they just make my day. I cannot for the life of me understand why God allowed me to be their Mom. I am so honored. Some days I feel like I am dropping the parenting ball all over the place…making huge mistakes…and then I just take a good long look at the 3 of them and I think to myself, “We’re going to make it. We’re going to be okay.” And I believe we are.
After lunch, to keep my mind busy and off hoping and praying the phone rings soon with our court news, we made up some Bunny’s Cake to share. This may in fact be the best chocolate cake ever. It’s my Aunt Peggy’s recipe, which she got from a sweet lady named Bunny years and years ago. It is now known as Bunny’s Cake in our Hall family cookbook.
Go ahead and make some up today and thank me later. Oh and it totally needs to be shared…it’s just too good not to share.
Happy Tuesday!
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