Undeveloped…

Last Saturday I sent a few rolls of film away to Oregon to get processed. I had a total of five rolls. Three had just recently been used and finished, but I couldn’t recall when I had taken the photos on the other shots, but I know it had been years. I started shooting exclusively with a digital SLR in the spring of 2007. What I found brings back great memories–

Claire in December of 2006.
Claire (December 2006).

Lisa (December 2006)
And the beautiful Lisa (December 2006).

Lisa (about 4 months pregnant with Evan) and I (December 24, 2006).
Lisa (about 4 months pregnant with Evan) and I (December 24, 2006).

A ninja and a sunset

My ninja boy.

And the beautiful sunset over the water. (It looked way better in person)

Did you always believe?

My son is now four years old. He loves to play and he loves to compete (as long as he is never “it” in tag, or never loses). He usually runs instead of walks and brings intensity to mundane activities. He balances affection and aggression, some times better than other times. I think that he thinks he is his big sister’s age.

As fun as these things are, they need careful shepherding. He needs to learn to participate fully in tag, which may require being “it”. He’ll also need to learn that you may have to lose if you’re going to battle. He’ll need to learn also that there’s an appropriate time to be aggressive. I think I’ll let him learn on his own that basketball, though it is fun, will not likely be something he has a professional future in.

In our prayers for our children we try to place an emphasis on believing in Jesus. We ask God to reveal to them their need for a Savior and for a heart to believe Jesus is able to save. We ask the same thing for ourselves. On Monday evening, after Bible reading, Evan asked, “Dad, when you were a little boy did you always believe?” I told him that I didn’t always believe. I didn’t truly believe until I was 14. After I said this, he said, “Because I don’t think I believe.” We discussed why he thought he didn’t believe and I told him if he has any questions to ask them.

My heart desperately wants him to believe in Jesus. But I know I can’t make him believe. What is significant is that he admits he doesn’t believe. I knew at age 8 that I didn’t believe and that I didn’t want to. I never admitted to anyone that I didn’t believe until I was 14. He is demonstrating a maturity at age four that I didn’t have until age fourteen. We hope that one day we’ll rejoice in the new birth of our son, but for now, we are thankful to see that he knows he doesn’t have it. Praying for God’s grace.

Happy Birthday

Eliza Jane was born today at seven forty two. She is six pounds and thirteen ounces. She is beautiful. Lisa is doing well too. Your prayers are appreciated! It is indeed a happy birthday.

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Presenting Eliza Jane from Clyde S. on Vimeo.

Grateful

What a week of brilliant Spring weather. The mornings have been cool, afternoons warm and the evenings cool just like the mornings. At home, we have been preparing for the rooms and dusting off the equipment for the little one. At work, I have been making good progress on a project though it came at the expense of some others. Despite that I am grateful.

Tonight Claire is spending the night at her friend’s which marks the first time she has been away.

Here she is with her bag all ready to go–

We will miss our girl tonight, but this provided time to hang with Evan. Our night included Lamppost Pizza (the best in town, though perhaps not better than this, we’ll see).

Olives all over with mushrooms on half and sausage on the other half.

Evan is retrieving something.

This!

I love these two!

What else is going on? Too much to write about. I have really enjoyed this exhortation from Erik Raymond, cautioning us to be careful when using the Old Testament, “Our temptation is to jump into the passage with our Christological-veins bulging and neglect the original context. We parachute into the passage, take a quick look around, and then look for the quickest vine out of town into the New Testament. And who could criticize this? After all, you are preaching Christ. Right?”

Having read that, I am still very encouraged by the refocusing on the whole counsel of God. We ignore Jesus when we don’t teach him from the Old Testament.

And more thoughts on this here from Dr. Carson and Dr. Keller.

My friend and a mentor gives me something good to think about. Reminding me how to count others as more important than myself. “Our lack of grace to others cannot be fixed with tighter rules or frequent reminders or whipping ourselves into a guilt-frenzy because we blew it again. If we want to show more grace, then we must worship God more, in particular, we must worship the Word made flesh.”

Now back to Tarzan and this yummy mango frozen treat.

spring 2011 photos

From Spring 2011
From Spring 2011

Claire is posing during a little break from coloring Easter eggs.

From Spring 2011
From Spring 2011
From Spring 2011

I love my boy and my wife in their aprons!

open house

Our daughter has been enjoying Kindergarten, which is just a few hundred feet from our home. Last night instead of Sparks, we visited the school for an open house.

Her classroom is 5, which is also her age. How appropriate.
Open house

see ‘em and weep

my lovely wife

Claire’s very own pumpkin

(Can you help me find a good pumpkin?)

traveling with children

Let us say that traveling with kids is difficult. While they are small, and generally their brains have not developed to their full capacity, much to one’s discredit they actually are keenly aware of their environment. Don’t let anyone fool you into thinking that infants have no clue was it going on. It is a lie! Claire’s talent for recognition was beginning to manifest  just 3 weeks after Claire was born, when we went to the COC retreat. She knew that she was not in Mom and Dad’s room and that her cozy basinet was not around. Oddly, when they are that young they seem to be able to sleep wherever, whenever. It was/is not always so. Challenging is an appropriate definition of that retreat for Lisa. Usually at that stage of their little lives it is relatively easy to take them places. They mostly stay in the carseat, and they can sleep during a dinner out or during church. NEW COUPLES TAKE NOTE:  ENJOY THIS STAGE. FOR THE FIRST THREE MONTHS WHILE YOU MAY BE ACHING FROM CHILDBIRTH or adjusting to your own lack of sleep BUT REALLY, YOU MUST ENJOY THIS STAGE!!!!  GO OUT TO DINNER, USE THE TOYSRUS GIFT CARDS FOR SOMETHING FOR YOU, and SEE MOVIES, it will be a long time before you take your little one out to a sit-down restaurant.

Once they develop some control they can sit up, play, etc. they morph into very cute, cuddly little babies who respond to attention. It is very neat. But with the multiplied cuteness comes the inability to stay still.

Anyway, back to where I started. Claire’s keen sense of environmental awareness was again highlighted when we flew to Florida in January. Claire was a handful on the plane, a handful during meals, and a handful in the evenings in the hotel room. She knew that this was not her room, and that what she was sleeping on was not her crib mattress.

 

Resolved in February was similarly challenging. Still growing in cuteness, but yet growing in many other ways. She was very aware of her surroundings.

What does that have to do with tonight?  Last night in our hotel was difficult. Ok, that’s an understatement. Let’s just say, I hope you had a goodnight’s rest. We did manage to enjoy our day however. Here are a few photos from the journeys:

This is on the boat tour of the San Francisco Bay

Through the traffic outside of North Beach area…

 

diaper changes and dancing

Wow. This is it. My very first blog post. I’m glad to be able to have a place to share thoughts, personal lessons, battles, and child-rearing fun. Yesterday I arrived home around 4:45 pm. I was hoping to get some things done before band practice, like read a bit more in Acts, hang out with Lisa, and maybe even play a little bit.

So not long after I got home I noticed an odor from Claire Renae. I promptly went into the nursery to change the diaper. After a successful change I went back and hung out with her a bit. She seemed pretty content until 20 minutes later than she emitted odor. Once again I had to change her. By this time it’s probably 5:30. She seemed content for a while even when Lisa took a bit of a nap. I hung on to her a bit as I read Acts, learning about Peter’s vision of God seeing all the animals and being told about what is clean and unclean. She was a little fussy so I decided move around a little.

Moving my hips (rhythmic movement) seems to calm a little girl down. While it may not be pretty to watch the impact is has on the ears of Lisa and me, not to mention the neighbors, is remarkable.

After a good while of slumber (40 minutes) she again emitted a foul odor. Once again she needed to be changed.

In 2 hours she needed 3 diaper changes. It’s all worth it…

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