6 Miles

Saturday & Sunday featured our first “Family of Four” outings.  Saturday, James & Will spent some more “Daddy/Son” time, going to the Children’s Museum.  Then, later in the afternoon, I was saying how it’d been a beautiful sunny day, and I hadn’t been outside at all. So we went out and watched James fly some model planes he’d gotten for Christmas.  He’s taken Will out to do it before, but it was my first time to see it (Alex slept in the car the whole time).  We went to the near by High School’s football stadium parking lot and watched him fly them for a bit. Both only have battery times of 10 minutes, so they were short flights.  But it was still fun to watch them fly and crash.  (Picture is of Will watching daddy flying the plane.)  Then we got to go to Burger King for supper, where Will got to play on the play area.

Sunday we ventured out to church. I have to admit, I was a bit teary on the way, thinking of how different this first church experience for Alex was going to be compared to Will’s. Our church family at Hanfield was so excited to see Will, and it was such fun to “show him off” to everyone. I was thinking on our way to the new church, we might see one or two people who knew us and cared that the baby was here. God, of course, showed his sense of humor, and managed to put in our bath a number of people who were excited to see Alex. (Not as many as we’d see at Henfield, but enough to make me see my foolishness.)  Alex did well during church, and we sang what I will forever call his “Birth Song”. See, while I was in labor, I turned on the local Christian radio station that could be piped through the TV, had the lights dimmed, and was napping (while James was calling family and getting supper).  I woke up hearing the song “How Great Is Our God” by Chris Tomlin (which is getting played non-stop here right now). It was so fitting to me, how God was bringing this baby into the world right when we’d been praying about his delivery, and I ended up having a worship experience in the hospital room right there. So, to sing that song the first Sunday we’re back at church…well, needless to say, the tears were flowing again.  Boy, it’ll be nice to have the hormones back at a “normal” level!