She’s pretty popular, and pretty congested. Nora has the cold that we tried so hard to protect her from. Her oxygen requirements have increased and we had to get the dreaded suction machine out in addition to the Nose Fridas. She’s getting a couple of warm baths a day and we’ve got her feet lubed up with some essential oils (thank you for those, Katie H!!).

Sacked out early this morning ~

A relaxing menthol bubble baff ~

Today (Sunday) is Day 4 of this cold. She’s definitely on the mend and is in much better spirits, which was noticeable yesterday. She’s been very playful, but sadly her “squeaker” is broken, as Daddy put it. Her sweet little voice is hoarse!


I was frantic with worry for the first couple of days and barely slept at all Thursday night. I commented that I’m soooo good about “fixing” other people’s anxieties, and then there I was pacing the floors and stomping my feet at God. I was momentarily knocked down, but I don’t stay there for long. I got back up on my feet. I reined my thoughts back in from their savage escapade with satan, “I trust you, Jesus! I trust you, Jesus! I trust you, Jesus….” and began to breathe again.


“Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me.”
(John 14:1)

When I am afraid, I put my trust in you.
(Psalm 56:3)

Drawing from Greta ~

Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
(Matthew 6:34)

Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.
(John 14:27)

Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest?
(Luke 12:26)

And my God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus.
(Philippians 4:19)

The onset of the cold on Thursday overshadowed the excitement of Nora’s new pink sparkly hearing aide acquisition!


It was recommended that we try them out even though they would really only be of benefit in a classroom setting (or the like). Nora was diagnosed with mild to moderate hearing loss when she had her tubes put in back in September. This means that she may have trouble hearing soft consonants such as F and S sounds. However, since we are always in very close range when talking to her, she likely hears them. Nora without a doubt responds to different sounds.

When the hearing aides were first put on she was very quiet and alert. As it is, she is very interested and drawn to male voices (especially that of her Papa’s – and Matlock’s). She was really absorbed by the audiologist’s voice and listened intently for a few minutes. Then she figured out how to get her little finger under the tube and out it went! “Ehhhhh… No tanks!”

We’ve been instructed to let her spend a little time in them each day, gradually building on that time as she gets used to them. So we shall see! — And Nora shall hear?

Here are some pictures from the previous week(s) before Nora got her cold ~



Pulling Mommy’s hair!!!

“I still got deez dang teef coming in! Dey hurt my mouf!!”

“I get some sister n brudder lovinz. I like dat!!”





The ice in the trees sure was pretty to look at…


But we’ll be kicked back in the warm baff, if it’s all the same.

Daddy found a jelly heart!

This is Nora’s new therapy chair on loan! It’s not the prettiest of contraptions, but it is great for getting her to sit up straight. In her Bumbo chair she has a tendency to throw her head back a lot and she kind of sinks down into it without having to use much of her abdominal muscles. The straight back of this chair keeps her sitting upright. It does have wheels on the bottom of it. I foresee some trips to the piano with her sister!


She doesn’t like this chair for too terribly long, but she is getting a little better about it!


One afternoon while I was working on the timeline video for Kelly’s Dad’s funeral and Kelly was sad in the living room, Gavin came running inside. “Come look at this rainbow!!” he yelled. I glanced out the window to confirm that it wasn’t raining. I went out on the front porch fully expecting to see one of the rainbow spots that show up to the right or the left of the sun in a patch of clouds as I used to see a lot of. Instead there was this — not a cloud in sight:


It was well above the sun – and not to the side of it. You almost had to stare directly into the sun to see it, and it was arching in the opposite direction of the sun – an “upside down” rainbow? Kelly came to see it too. Suddenly we were no longer teary from staring into the sun – but because this rainbow positioned directly above the house was recognized for what it truly was. A SMILE directly from heaven – for Kelly. I honestly have never seen anything like it in my life!

More pictures from the previous weeks ~


“Dem kids are crazy.”


“Eenen dey leave me to go to school… Pbltbplt!!!!!”


“I guess I’ll just be in da baff.”


“Eenen I’ll be in Mommy’s studio office. Is it her ‘Stu-ffice’ then?”




“SHHHHHHH!!!!! I went night-night.”


Norns had a little visitor in the baff!


“Lady bug, lady bug, fly away home…”


When Mommy was sick.


A heart from Greta’s orange ~


This cloud looked like a giant feather across the sky ~


And then I went down to the creek on another perfect afternoon ~


I saved a wasp from drowning ~


Hearts ~




Later that perfect day, Lady Baby went out on her first walk of the year!!!!



“Dear Winter. Please, please, please go away. We’ve had enough. I want to go on more walks!!!”


Looking for the sunshine ~


Onset of her cold ~



She has a little heart on her cheeky!


And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
(1 Corinthians 13:13)

3 thoughts on “PRETTY

  1. And to your post, I say, “AMEN!!”
    Have been sick, too, and surely missed reading your stuff… LOVE that baby girl…
    Love and prayers for all of you,

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