Play

The theme for I Heart Faces this week is play! So much fun! I love taking pictures of my boys playing and today they gave me the perfect opportunity. Each in a different ninja costume they took to the deck for a show down! This is Isaiah as he was sneaking up on his older brother. I ruined the surprise but I love the picture anyway!



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In the Brink

Don't they all look calm and at peace?

This is not a good picture of how things are here at Camp Thompson right now. There has been more chaos in our home than I can ever remember. We are in the brink of Summer and school is all but done. It seems even Judah understands this pent up excitement and the feeling of not being able to wait another minute for freedom. The noise level in our modest sized home is almost unbearable at times and the boys are pushing the boundary lines on every issue. Wrestling has become a way of life and day after day of rain and wet ground is wearing thin on my nerves. I need these boys to be able to get outside for a while! I took a picture of Judah this morning that I feel is a much more accurate depiction of how our days have been looking (and sounding) lately.



Elijah and Isaiah only have a week left of school and they get crazier every day with excitement. They pick at each other and argue and tattle and wrestle and - I think you get the idea!

Josiah had his tonsils and adenoids removed in the middle of May. I can assure you he is perfectly healed and, on top of it, is like a new child with a new attitude. He used to be tired all day (from sleep apnea) but now that he is sleeping soundly, he has a new found energy. He also seems to have a new intensity and insistence that he get his way all the time!

Judah is, well, 18 months. He screams when he doesn't get what he wants; which is more often than not considering he can't communicate like the rest of us. He knows exactly what he wants but just can't get us to understand. He is trying very hard to talk and he does say some words but he usually gives up and starts biting out of frustration. He then ends up on the floor rolling around with very large crocodile tears. (As evident from the above picture!)

Through it all we are also playing, and dancing, and laughing and loving as hard as we can! These are times that will pass all too quickly and I wish I could remember every moment - chaos or not. Soon enough we will be enjoying the lazy Summer days; until then I will wait, in the brink, praising God I have ears to hear all the noise and eyes to see all the chaos and arms to hold my boys tight.