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Overheard: In thr Car

Me: Wow! With the trees behind you, and the angle of the sun it almost looks like we could be driving to Glendive.

Him: Yeah-

[sound of tires squeeling, horns honking, and a lady screaming obscenities]

Him: Almost for a minute there, huh?

Living in the City

So you know when it's time to go to sleep, you make the room all dark and quiet, you lay down somewhere comfortable and you close your eyes? That's like Montana.

You know when you're trying to sleep in an airport, it's bright and there's noises everywhere, and you just can't quite get comfortable in the chair? That's like the city.

Don't get me wrong- it's always nicer to be at the airport with people you know who will stay awake and tell you when your flight is bording, watch your bag, and let you lean on their shoulder. But you're always going to fall asleep better in your own bed.

End of Feb Photos

Stephan fell asleep last week and Sawyer and I were bored. So we played dress up for about an hour....

Back on Schedule

A week ago, Stephan and I were clinging to each other, me in tears, baby monitor clutched in our trembling hands. The first night following Dr. Ferber's plan he cried on and off for an hour. The second night it was only 30 minutes, and, more or less the times got shorter and shorter after that. When he first cried I told Stephan, "he's mad at us!" and Stephan told me this will not be the last time he will be mad at us, that I have to get used to it. There will be plenty of times in his life that we do things to help him that he doesn't like. At 2am I sat up staring at the baby monitor (it's a video monitor, totally worth the extra price) and sighed...

Me: There will be a day, in about 17 years when we are sitting up at 2am and he's not at home, and we want him to be safe, but we can't protect him from everything... and it'll me much worse than this won't it?

Him: Yep.

"Original Sin Loses a Nail Biter in Overtime"

After nearly 4 months of shouldering the burden of original sin, Sawyer was baptised on Sunday. The following video condenses 4 hours of hoopla into a 1 minute and 45 second highlight reel. Thanks to Uncle Jimmy for capturing a unique selection of the festivities.

A Post Where I Talk about Religion

Sawyer was baptised this weekend! Yippie for the Holy Spirit! We don't much talk about religion on this blog, mostly because it's such a hot topic, and so many of the people who read the blog have strong and different opinions about it. But, here I go anyway.

The thing I'm thinking about religion today is: why is this an all-or-nothing topic? It seems that people either have very strong beliefs (i.e. "I believe this and therefore YOU MUST believe it too, here are the 1,000 reasons I've prepared to convince you of that"), or they are totally apathetic. Where are the people who just believe in something (whatever that means to them) and practice their religion (whatever tht means to them), are open and honest when asked about it, and then go on with their day?

I think this was the dilemma Stephan and I faced when it came to deciding how we wanted to raise Sawyer. Do we have to pick between these two opposites? Or can our family just quietly do our thing? When selecting godparents we really struggled with finding people who would support us in our walk, no matter where that walk would lead us, and not ignore that walk either. We wanted people who will sit down with Sawyer when he's older and talk to him about their own lives. People who, more than talk about being Christian, live Christian lives. I think we found those people, and I think that's a pretty smart way to do things.