I love each change of season, but the arrival of autumn is my favorite. Leaves, pumpkins, brisk mornings, my boy in his jean jacket ... yeah, I'm a big fan.
Though things started out a bit fussy, and The Precious refused to sleep a wink during all our driving (perhaps enhancing said fussiness), we had a delightful Thanksgiving. Below is Andrew at my parents house, covered in chocolate Pediasure and clapping delightedly over his new Button Book, a gift from Nannie (Phil's mom).
We even got to spend some time with the Mills, our dear friends who are currently missionarying in Thailand (see Millses at the side panel for more information). It made my heart so full to catch up on all the Thai gossip while we all strolled our babies. Here you see Andrew and Ishbibenob comparing notes on Fish-o verses Gerber Puffs as favorite snacks.
And after 3,572 attempts, I present to you Ishbibenob, Skeezix and Andrew all looking sort of near the camera.
Along with all this joy has been quite a bit of heartache. A few weeks ago, our friends Beth and BJ delivered their second son at 22 weeks. He did not survive. Just today a mass was discovered on the brain of the 3-year-old son of Allen and Gillian, also precious friends of ours. He will undergo surgery on Friday to have it removed - the surgery will last from 8 - 15 hours. Please, please lift up these loved ones to our Lord Jesus.