Sunday, August 15, 2010

Joshua and Callie Grace

I'm blessed to be a Mama. I love to watch my children be together.
I love sounds of my girls giggling together, JEB playing sports in the yard together, Silas saying "Choo-Choo" to Elisabeth to come play trains, Brenna reading a book to Callie. But one of my newer sounds that I'm hearing is the sweet interaction between my oldest, Joshua, and my baby, Callie Grace.
For some reason Joshua has many knicknames for Callie Grace. He likes to call her Canadian Kelly. This drives me nuts, but she loves it when he talks to her. He also calls her CareBear. Where does he gets these names from?

Whenever Joshua walks into the room, Callie Grace immediately watches his every move. It's so sweet.

I love that my sweet kiddos are friends. They don't always get along and they can sometimes drive each other crazy. Sometimes the arguments they have are so silly. But, I'm thankful I can say (and they can, too) that they are friends.
My Callie Grace is such a sweetie. She makes the sweetest girly coos and I love to hear her make noises. She's starting to giggle more now. The thing that makes her laugh the most is when we clap her hands.

I'm having one of those fast forward moments this week. As Patrick and I watched Joshua and Callie Grace together, we realized how quickly time goes, and that our children are growing up faster than we realized they would. When Callie is 4, 5, or 6, (maybe 9?) Joshua will probably be leaving our home and heading to college. That's not a whole lot of time for her to have with her brother. Will she remember her time at home with him? I pray the Lord will always let them be close. I pray that Joshua's sweetness, thoughtfulness, and funness (is that a word?) rubs of on my Callie. I want Callie to see what an amazing brother she has, and to remember.


  1. Why do you write stuff like this and make me start bawling. Just kidding. Love the post. She will remember her big brother.
    Just ask Taylin about all her memories.
    I still think you should write a book.
    Love you,
    Love, MOM

  2. I am with your mom. Jim was 8 when I was born and I was 8 (or 9) when we went into evangelism. I remember (through mom's memories?) much about Jim and my childhood times with him. Callie is bleassed to have such a great family.