
That afternoon Brett got in the kitchen to make me a cheesecake, with a little help from Caden (who mostly ate the graham crackers). I woke up from a nap to find the two of them working hard at crushing Petite Beurres (similar to graham crackers) and pecans. You can also see my cookbook holder in this picture. Here's the final product:

And here's my response after the first bite:
For dinner, Brett jumped in the kitchen once again to make pizza and salad. It was good for Brett to learn his way around in our new kitchen and he said he actually enjoyed it. He has offered to make pizza night his night to cook dinner once a week! It's the birthday gift that just keeps on giving. Thank you to everyone that made my 29th birthday so special...especially my wonderful, thoughtful husband! (I love you!)
For dinner, Brett jumped in the kitchen once again to make pizza and salad. It was good for Brett to learn his way around in our new kitchen and he said he actually enjoyed it. He has offered to make pizza night his night to cook dinner once a week! It's the birthday gift that just keeps on giving. Thank you to everyone that made my 29th birthday so special...especially my wonderful, thoughtful husband! (I love you!)


And now, you gotta be kiddin' me, another boy?!?!?! April is gonna have her hands full with these 3 boys runnin' around the house! What an amazing blessing baby Corban will be. Yes, I want to have a little girl one day, a precious little princess to love and protect, but for now God has given me boys. Between my brother and I we have 5 boys, a good start to a baseball team, and more are sure to come. Add to the mix my sister's son and there are 6...3 more and we can turn in a starting lineup card!
Psalm 127 says, "Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one's youth. Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them." Seeing my son everyday, I know that I am blessed. Watching him run, jump, climb, fall, get up, scream, laugh, cry, get over it, eat, drink and be merry in a way that few adults will ever know, I thank God that I am the father of a boy. My son(s) will continue to help me, as I help them, draw closer to understanding the heart of God, who gave his one and only Son that I might have life, and have it to the full...


And here's the routine profile shot. I didn't think I had changed that much until I went back and looked at the last two pics.


We returned yesterday from our trip south to the Baptist Hospital in 





