Picture Perfect

We've been having tons of fun lately. Most of it has been here at home, but playing and relaxing with our little one is the best. Casey and I took Molly to the pumpkin farm near our house with my sister, Ginger and her kids Zack and Murphy. We rode on a hayride, petted a calf, cheered on a pig race, got lost in a corn maze, and picked a pumpkin of course! Molls had the best time.

We're also busy planning her 1st birthday already! How did this little lady grow up so fast??This time last year was a whole wide range of emotions.

Grief, sadness, and shock over my Dad passing away.

Nervousness and anxiety about delivering my first child and the unknowns that come with that.

Relief that Molly was delivered healthy and safe and perfect.

Excitement and joy about becoming a mother and the unconditional loving bond that brings.

This year has been a whirlwind. God has shown me how to trust in Him and give everything I have for His glory. What a comforting, peaceful, merciful, gracious God we serve.

And now a gaze into our lives this past month with our crazy girl.....

Molly and her dog bones! As I was preparing her Halloween costume (can't tell ya yet!) she grabbed these and off she went...just like a pet I used to know!

SOMEBODY'S ready to go skiing!

Little Missy's SO proud of herself....she's starting to walk more and more these days. And I'm sure by her birthday I'll be chasing her everywhere.

One of our favorite things. Reading and feeding is pretty much the only time she'll cuddle with me...that girl's gotta move! So it's nice to have relaxing moments like this.

Yup....learned how to crawl in the dishwasher! I was washing dishes and normally she's laying flat across (a video I MUST post) and finger painting with water but today I looked down and in 2 seconds she went from finger painting to sitting in the dishwasher. Too cute!

Somebody has 2 teeth!

Here's our Pumpkin Farm pics.

My big hunk of a man!

This next one is such a precious moment for me. It's amazing how much changes in a year. Molly was in my belly the last time I was here. She was moving all over while I was looking at the flowers on my dad's and grandparents graves and taking pictures (of course) when Molly stopped to look at the flowers. I'm curious if Daddy was talking to her or singing to her. I don't know if it's possible, but I'd like to think sweet, innocent children can hear our angels above.