Life in Photos

LIFE IN PHOTOS :: Toy Pigs and Cracker Crumbs

February 2013 - Aveline eating Ritz and playing Etch-a-Sketch in our bed
It’s rather suspicious when a toddler suddenly becomes quiet. But this quiet moment was only a mild bending of the rules — eating crackers in our bed, reclining on a plush soccer ball, and playing with her mini Etch A Sketch.

I was happy to overlook the crumbs. (They were on Josiah’s side of the bed, anyway.) It gave me few moments to drink the rest of my coffee without fear of wearing it.
February 2013 - Aveline with Peppa Pig
Just look at that little dimpled chin and elbow! Ah! I love her.

And she loves the set of Peppa Pig characters she received at Christmas time — Peppa, George, Mummy and Daddy. I think it’s hilarious that since we say “papa” or “papi” rather then “daddy”, she thinks the Peppa Pig’s father’s name is “doddy”, complete with British accent!

February 2013 - Aveline with animal toys
This is her favorite spot, at the old 1940’s table in the corner near the big windows. I find her here most of the time, with a line-up of toys and shiny things and various other “chessures” (treasures), as she colors away in books, on paper, and on the table.

February 2013 - Colored Snoopy Bandaid
Don’t worry, it’s just the teeny-tiniest owie. But like most kids (and very much like myself at that age) she’s prone to scratch away, so we deemed the owie off-limits with a Peanuts bandaid.  I wonder why bandaids are so exciting? I think she thought it was an accessory, like a necklace or hair bow.

As part of my effort to blog more about everyday life, I’m going to start writing little tidbits along with the images in these Life in Photos posts.

Poetry & Words


My days are filled with coffee and sleepiness — with morning light, evening light, and the shadows in between. The baby is alternately hyper and tired, filling moments with giggling as well as sobbing. Her breath rises and falls, always a steady rythmn, always a constant hymn humming a reminder of the life which God has given.

Cup of coffee in soft morning light in favourite mug

These are captured moments, frozen still in time by the click of shutter. This is every day, painted in soft hues. I see these moments now like suspended drops of dew, reflecting what the sun has to say by casting diamond shadows on the ground.

She’s enraptured by everything, reaching out her tiny hand to take in the newness of every experience.

Aveline crawling on bed in evening light

I hold her close, breathing in her perfect essence. She fits so perfectly in my arms. I love these moments more than I can tell you.

Sleepy Aveline and Gina in morning in living room on couch with blankets

And yet, these are days of solitude. Josiah leaves each morning, working hard for us. Aveline plays with her basket of treasures while I make breakfast and start the day’s chores.

Aveline sitting near toy basket in morning light in living roomThis is a different life than I’ve ever had before. Not just because this sweet little being has come to be a part of us, but because we have followed the Pillar of Fire to the edge of the continent, here to Florida, the opposite coast of the place we called home. And “the God who has been my shepherd all my life [is my shepherd] to this day.” (Genesis 48:15)

The One who was, and is, and is to come.

Three windows with white sheer curtains hanging crooked and uneven

She is a happy little thing, so peaceful, so content. She looks to us for everything she needs.  It does not even occur to her to become anxious or stressed that we will not care for her tomorrow or the next day.

She just looks to us, in this moment, and trusts.

Aveline playing with blanket doll near toy basket

I want to look to God this same way. Oh Lord, “guarda mi alma…porque en Ti me refugio.” (Psalm 25:20)