Tuesday, April 14, 2009

All Dressed Up And Oh So Cute!!

Sometimes you get one of those pictures that you can't believe turned out so good. This is one of those pictures!! I couldn't have hoped for a better picture. I might be a tad bit partial, but I think they are the cutest kids in the whole world!

This is Isabel with her cousin Maile.

Easter Egg Hunts

This is the boys discovering what the Easter Bunny had left them: candy and soccer balls.

I made Isabel this headband and interchangable flowers. I love all the little girl stuff!
Tucker LOVED hunting for the eggs that the Easter Bunny had left for him. Holidays get funner and funner the older they get.
Aidan just kept picking up the eggs and opening them, spilling the contents all over the floor. And then doing a mad dash for the candy as I rushed to pick them up. SO much fun! (that's a little sarcastic)

Another egg hunt at Grandma and Grandpa Peterson's house later in the day.

Aidan tripped and spilled his eggs all over. I just couldn't help but smile and take a picture.

First Real Smiles

Isabel started to smile for real around 6 1/2 weeks. I haven't gotten a picture of a really good one, but this is a little taste.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

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Rain and Other Oddities

I have been looking out the window periodically for about the past three hours. No change; still raining. Rain is defined as condensation of atmospheric water vapor that becomes heavy enough to fall. I prefer to think of it as cloud sweat.

Whenever I look up at the sky, one question always comes to me: Why is the sky blue?

To be honest, the sky has no color. Blue is what our brains perceive, but not in reality what our eyes see.

Outer space is black, but nothing is there. Why is it that nothing has a color? When I paint with all the colors I get a blackish hue. So would that mean that space is all the colors, or none of the colors?

So if the sky has no color and space has no color, why then is the water in lakes and oceans blue? Can we really know why things are the way they are?

So many questions coming from one single rainy day. Have you ever stopped to ask yourself why you ask why? Why is such a simple question, but probably the most important question you can ask.

Is there something inherent in us that makes us look for truth and to ask "Why?" Is there something that causes us to look for the divine in something as seemingly mundane as a rainstorm?