We left being a princess to my experts...Tori and Isabelle wanted to be the same princesses they were last year.




And Mace was a chunky little dragon--we had a great Halloween!

Stay tuned....and in case you are wondering- I do not have too much time on my hands. =)

It is getting chilly here- the season of red noses has begun.

Sometimes you wonder as a mom if your children are understanding what you are trying to communicate to them or if it gets lost in the translation from adult language to child language. Last week my church community held a benefit concert for a domestic abuse organization called Cornerstone. My girls attended the concert and we talked about why our church was doing it and how they could help. They cleared out all the quarters in their banks to buy treats at the concert and support the cause. Well, today I got some insight into why Isabelle wasn't quite as eager to help....

We were cleaning their room (my least favorite task in the entire world) and she found a baby spoon--the one that you get when you try a sample at Cold Stone Creamery. So she said, "I didn't know that Heather worked at Cold Stone". I was a little confused, not an uncommon occurrence when I am having a conversation with Ronsi, so I probed further. I thought maybe she was talking about a friend from church and I am pretty sure she never worked at Cold Stone. But then Isabelle, seeing my confusion, said, "Mom, you know, for the concert...the girl said she was from Cold Stone." Ah Ha! the light comes on. Well, of course we would do a benefit concert for an ice cream store--have you seen the price of milk lately? God bless you- you makers of sweet cream ice cream with a peanut butter cup mix in..help is on the way!

Of all of life's many blessings, a child has to be one of the greatest. One year ago today my life was once again changed forever. Macie Virginia captured our hearts from her very first breath. She was named after Jamie's adopted grandmother, Virginia Grandstaff, who was affectionately called "Ginny" and was one of the sweetest most pleasant women that I have ever known. On several occasions during this first year of Macie's life, Jamie and I have commented that her name suits her and Ginny would just love her. Macie is so pleasant, so playful, so happy. She brings joy. She brings laughter. She brings me to a deeper sense of awe of God's creativity in designing each person so uniquely. She creates in me a greater love for my Heavenly Father who so richly poured out His blessing when He put her in our life. I was trying to think of something clever or funny to write about the Mace and all her funny ways, but the truth is nothing came except an overwhelming sense of thankfulness to God for her. Happy Birthday my precious, pleasant, pudgy =) Macie!

The Lord has done great things for us and we are filled with JOY! Psalm 126:3

"One a piece, no repeats"
Each new school year and new teacher means new games for the Millers. This one is great for "table time" after dinner or dead time in the car. It is way better than hearing those preciously annoying words "I spy with my little eye..." (just not a fan of I spy..I don't know why). So, "one a piece, no repeats"... Things you can put on your feet: I said shoes, Tori said socks, Isabelle said toe nail polish. We all win! Have to admit, I thought Isabelle would go down, but she went out of the box. Great game Mr. Suzuki--yay for great teachers!

HAPPY FALL!!!