December has begun

It's about time I posted again! It's been a little busy around here... and I haven't really felt like writing much, to be honest. It started out with a nasty cold that knocked all of us off our feet- toddlers have no concept of infection control and it quickly spread to 3 out of 4 of us. John was spared.. the only answer I have for that is the antibodies in breastmilk must really and truly be there, given the amount of times Bronwen gave him snotty, sloppery kisses and coughed and sneezed directly in his little face. And poked his eyes. Yes.

December is upon us and I am enjoying the holiday season so far. We are playing it low key this year, with nowhere to go but stay home in our cozy little house. While some may feel it rather unfortunate to have the closest family 3200 km away at Christmastime (and it would be great to see them, of course)- I am looking forward to a quiet and simple celebration with just the 4 of us. This weekend we're planning to go chop down a tree somewhere (weather permitting), and the Christmas baking has already started. There's a delicious fruitcake aging in our fridge right now, and some gingerbread dough all ready to be rolled out, yum!

This past Sunday we had John's dedication at our church. For those unfamiliar with such practices, it's where he is 'officially' welcomed into our church family.. but more importantly, where we dedicate him to God and promise to raise him to know about our faith. In the hope that one day, he will turn around and make his own choice to follow Christ. We are very thankful for our church family at Mosaic, they truly are like family to us. They love our kids too.. there's always someone to hold them and play with them and have a bit of fun!

We also went to an Advent service last Sunday, which was a great way to start off the Christmas season. The Newfoundland International Gospel choir sang a couple of songs.. wow, can they ever sing!

Brian will likely be gone for 5 days next week, doing fieldwork in northern Newfoundland. The prospect of being alone with the kids is not quite as daunting as it was when John was 6 weeks old, but I'll still be glad when he's back.

John with one of his friends at church

up front with our squirmy kids

prayer of blessing

ps- a few more pics on my other blog!