life in alaska

Riley and Logan are back to their Africa/Antarctica adventures. This morning they were saving polar bears. "We have to save all the polar bears from people who want to eat them for breakfast," I was informed. Emmie and I were on the couch, she was feeling needy and lying down for a minute with me. She (fresh from last week's brief and unfruitful endeavor to potty-train her) looked up at me and said "I'm a baby pull-up bear, momma."

Riley - "You always want to play polar bears. I want to play pirates."
Logan - "Okay, but we have to bring the polar bears. This can be our ship."
Riley - "Okay. Let's load them in their crates and put them on the ship."

I'm not sure what pirates have to do with polar bears, but they're having fun!

Emmie - "Hey! My hands have fingers! Hey! My feet have toes!"

Just now someone brought us dinner (thank you Krista!) and this is Emmie's real-time response (jumping up and down): "We're gonna get dinner! It's a sunny day! I pooped!"

Emmie's Word of the Week = "actually". As in, "actually, this shoe goes on this foot," and said in an ever-so-slightly condescending tone.

Daily question: "Are we gonna go get our grandparents today?" In reference to upcoming trip in mid-June.

Job 1:21 - The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away. Blessed be the name of the Lord.

Friday night I began to miscarry, and yesterday went into the ER to find out what exactly was happening. I did end up miscarrying, and ended up staying in the hospital through the night. Throughout this weekend this verse has echoed through my mind. God is indeed good, regardless of the circumstances. We have been surrounded by good friends who came to pray and cry with us, and sweet family phone calls. Lani and Rachel selflessly spent Saturday caring for our children so that Jeff could stay with me through the night, and today the Senns and the Murrays added to their own busy families so our kids would have a happy morning with their good friends.

Our hearts are thankful. Sad, but thankful. We love you all.