"Bottling up both the sweet and tart of life's most precious moments. "

Tuesday, January 31, 2012


Just a gathering of phone pictures. Moments in life lately…

Life is pretty sweet. 


Our babies…

come in one size… Chunky.

100% squeezable, kissable, huggable chunky-ness.




Thursday, January 26, 2012

10 inches…

Today, I went on a “date”, of sorts, with my Rebekah and Anna… to the hair salon.

Where they each donated 10 inches of hair to Locks of Love.

Here are some before and afters. They are both pleased with the outcome and walked with a little bounce in their step as we left the salon! Smile Mommy has had to do a double take every time I look their way…











Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Monday, January 23, 2012

2 months…

You are 2 months old, today, our Leah Joy.

Cuddling, eating and sleeping are still your favorite pastimes. You are starting to give us smiles and coos and you are beginning to look at the world around you with more interest and intensity. You are happiest when being held, and your mommy is not complaining. At your 2 month check up you weighed a healthy 14lbs 7oz. (So obviously you are doing quite well in the eating department.) You are liking a pacifier and love to be swaddled.

In these 8 short weeks you have somehow managed to make it seem like you’ve been here forever. Just like your sisters and brother you have completely captured our hearts. You are a gift, Leah Joy.

Happy 2 months!


Sunday, January 22, 2012

A Sunday Morning… Micah… head update…

Micah and Leah are fighting colds and so Josh and I are home with our two littlest ones this morning. The older girls hitched a ride with Grandpa and Grandma to church. While cleaning up Micah’s room I thought I would bust out the camera and get a few shots of our “bruiser.” Seriously, this kid looks like he has lived through a battle. Notice the slightly black eye and fat lip? He is so quick and can’t be left alone for a second these days….


To illustrate…

Here’s a little update on Micah’s head trauma saga…

Monday afternoon…1:30 ish… Micah slices his head open… thus our DAY in the emergency room. It was crowded. We waited 4 hours. The PA convinces us that Derma bond would be the best option for his cut ( against my urging her to do stitches because he is so active and a “head banger”.) We do the dermabond and leave with 7 steri-strips holding his wound shut.

Monday evening …5:30ish… we go pick up the girls from my parents, have dinner and put the very, very tired boy to bed… We check on him periodically throughout the night.

Tuesday Morning…. 4:00 am- ish… we awake to Micah crying… Josh goes into his room and I hear Josh in a very FRUSTRATED tone say… “YEP! He ripped it off! And it’s opening back up.” … We change Micah and Josh takes him back to the ER. This time there is no wait. Better experience. However, the doctor now tells us that it is too late to stitch the cut and that if we did stitches he would have to cut off the rest of the Dermabond, thus creating more of a wound/scar and causing trauma for Micah. He suggests we now let the wound heal as is, and yes, there will be a bigger scar. (I won’t go into my anger with the aforementioned PA who assured us that Dermabond was “best.” Grrr…..)

Tuesday afternoon… 4:30 pm-ish… Micah awakes from his nap. I was making dinner and had something on the stove. I asked Bekah to go be with her brother for just a second to make sure he doesn’t pick at his “owie” until I could get there to get him. Bekah goes to his room, and comes out and says… “ummm…. he has something…. I think it’s blood ?all over his face.” I respond… “Blood?!?! Are you sure?” She says… “Well, it’s kind of brown….” (At that point a whole other option comes to my mind Winking smile…. ) I say out loud… “Dear Lord, help me?” and enter Micah’s room to find…




Thankfully Josh walked in the door as I was picking Micah up. (Good timing, Daddy) Yes, Micah had proceeded to pick off the rest of the Dermabond and pick at his cut! So we cleaned him up and have since seen the doctor. Who, by-the-way…. says that she has never seen a kid be able to get the Dermabond off. Well, NOW she has!

All the guys in my life assure me that every boy needs a scar of some sort… Sad smile

So this week we have been inside a lot because we all know how dirty this little man can get… and bathing has been forbidden and to be honest I have been on pins and needles not wanting him to bust the thing open again.

Back to this morning…

So I thought I would get some pictures of “the face.”

Notice the slightly black eye?

…that was a shopping cart injury while running an errand with daddy.The bump on the lip came from missing a step and taking a tumble… oh, and his hair is basically shaved because he put one of those sticky squares that you use to hang pictures up in his hair and we had to cut it out.

Are you tired from reading all that? I’m tired. Let’s just say Mommy says “Thank you Lord!” everyday when this little crazy person takes a nap. Winking smile

Look at that face… doesn’t it just scream “mischief” and "mayhem”?





He was loving playing “peek-a-boo” in his closet and thoroughly soaking up the undivided attention. What a ham.




Thursday, January 19, 2012

Leah Love…

Our people were up before the sun this morning… as they are ,pretty much, every morning. And even though our 4 little alarm clocks can make for a groggy mommy, I can do nothing but smile when I see a face like this…


good morning…

Monday, January 16, 2012

Glimmers…and IRONY…

Life around the Nelson house has been somewhat crazy. Some might say we’ve been in survival mode around here. We are still trying to find our stride as a family of  6. Heck! We were still trying to find our stride as a family of 5!Winking smile Sleep… true sleep… is a long lost dream at this point and smashing my face into my pillow around the “late night” hour of 8:00 p.m. is an event I look forward to daily with great anticipation. I generally feel like I am working towards achieving some sort of record/ award for the “most laundry done in a day,”and elastic waist pants and burp rags are wardrobe staples.  However… yes, there is a… “however”… through the fog of fatigue and as I peer over the Mt. Everest of clothes in my living room, 8 weeks after giving birth, I am starting to see glimmers… glimmers of “normalcy” (if there is such a thing.) And that’s a good thing.

Like moments to bake cookies from scratch…


Here's the recipe.... yummo!


And just the other day Anna said to me…. “Mommy, your hair looks soooo…….. brushed!”  She has obviously noticed the days when it has not looked sooo…. well…. “brushed”. So I’d say it’s a sign we are headed in the right direction. Right?

We have had moments of …


Here’s a little irony for you…. (cue sounds of a record player screeching to a halt…)

Literally, as I was writing this post above, sitting in the backyard, baby in my arms, laptop and ice cold diet coke set up before me, kids playing and Josh working on our new storage shed… 

THIS happened…


yep! Josh is putting together a storage shed to help contain some of our outside toy madness.This said shed has sheet metal pieces and they were up on a work table and Micah, being just that height, walked a little too close and… sliced his head open! Just a little slice… but still…  not cool. So after a grab the kids, call grandma, make sure you have the insurance card, blood pouring down your child’s face kind-of-moment we ended up at the emergency room to finish off our 3 day weekend with a bang!


What was I saying about “normalcy?”HA! Just gotta laugh….. really, that’s all I can do…just when I see the crazy train begin to slow down… it revs up the engine. It’s pretty ironic. So we laugh… and then say THANK YOU…

Thank you Lord, that in a very “un-normal,” crazy, out-of-control world… YOU are constant! Thank you that you have us all in YOUR faithful hands. Thank you Jesus, that our Micah was not more severely hurt. Thank you for access to good doctors and medical care for our family. Thank you for jelly beans and iphones that allowed our baby boy some comfort and mommy and daddy some control in the chaos of a very crowded ER. Thank you for parents that live close by and are able to be to our assistance in minutes. Thank you today was an extended weekend and I wasn’t home with all 4 kids alone. Thank you for a husband who is calm, strong and quick. Thank you that Leah was so peaceful and willing to just sleep so that we could tend to Micah. Thank you that Micah was such a trooper and so still and calm for the doctor. Thank you Lord. Your hand is in our chaos. Great is your faithfulness.


Shots of life… lately… not in the ER…


Monday, January 2, 2012

Better late than never…

I love Christmas letters. I love getting them, I love reading them and I even love writing them! Each year’s Christmas letter seems much like writing a chapter to our family memoirs.  We started writing an “official Nelson letter” in 2003 when I was pregnant with Rebekah… and as I flip through the letters from the last 8 years, I am in awe of how life has changed and how much God has done. Incredible!

I was not on top of my game this year… and I am running later than ever before on getting out our Christmas and New Years tidings. So I am holding onto the “better late than never” motto… and our letter will make it out… eventually. Winking smile(Hopefully by the end of this week… still waiting for my pictures to be printed. I CAN blame Sam’s Club for that one.)

But for now… I am going to do something I haven’t done before and post our letter.

CLICK HERE to read…


And here are a few pictures from our Christmas card “photo-shoot” … (a.k.a…. setting up the camera on a tripod in our room and using the  camera remote. Isn’t technology grand!?)



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And below… when the TV is on at our house… this is what the TV sees. Winking smile