Caden experienced his first day of preschool today. While it was just for the morning and Mommy stayed to help out "Miss" Becky (his teacher), he seemed to really enjoy it. 
Caden's classmates: Gabe, Owen, Asher (not pictured)

Circle Time with "Miss" Becky

"choo-choo" to recess train
(the other guys are 3 yrs. old, Caden couldn't reach Owen's shoulders...too cute!)
Caden would prefer to swing all day!
This is mostly just some structured social time for Caden once a week. We don't expect him to participate fully in everything just yet, but thought we'd give him the chance to start learning. We don't have lots of options for playgroups or other special activities, so we take advantage of what we do have. We are blessed to have friends/teammates that are willing to help us make our children's lives as "normal" as possible.
Caden's classmates: Gabe, Owen, Asher (not pictured)
Circle Time with "Miss" Becky
"choo-choo" to recess train
(the other guys are 3 yrs. old, Caden couldn't reach Owen's shoulders...too cute!)
Caden would prefer to swing all day!
This is mostly just some structured social time for Caden once a week. We don't expect him to participate fully in everything just yet, but thought we'd give him the chance to start learning. We don't have lots of options for playgroups or other special activities, so we take advantage of what we do have. We are blessed to have friends/teammates that are willing to help us make our children's lives as "normal" as possible.






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 





