While recently holding Annabelle in my lap, sitting at
our kitchen table, her diaper seemed fully secure however was not securely
working. She peed an unusual amount through the diaper, thus leaking onto my
shorts and making it look like I peed on myself. All I could do was smile in
In addition to my wet pants moment, Lisa has been the
victim of multiple projected vomits of milk. Honestly I laugh almost every time
unless Lisa appears more perturbed than normal. The scene above from the movie,
Four Christmases, further illustrates these unforeseen occurrences.
Perhaps my reaction is sometimes the same as well.
Babies can cry and cry and cry, only wishing one could
get some quality rest, however in the same hour, a supposed grin still melts
your heart (if infants can even scientifically grin). The cuteness of her baby
face suddenly melts away the volatility of a panic attack moment. There is
truly something peaceful in the quiet place of that still face that smiles up,
looking into a father’s eyes.
Learning the art of prayer without ceasing eventually permits
a father to let go. One can constantly worry with the unhealthy defined what if’s
in life, questions that usually never come to fruition with fictional tragedies
portrayed in the mind.
While Lisa, my wife, has been on maternity leave, it
has been wonderful having her home, hugging a husband and holding a new baby in
her arms. From day to day, we make fresh new memories with each hour that
passes. I keep hearing the old saying that time goes by fast. Therefore, when I
rest from working for the college or studying for a doctoral class, I surely
try to sit still in this new place we call home, located in East Tennessee.
The season of fall is coming while leaves begin to fall
from surrounding forests in these Smoky Mountain hills. The temperature is
dropping. The wind is flowing with cascades of sound near my own ears. The
chill of a new October month dawns on the dampness of wet leaves crashing onto
the grassy roots below.
Annabelle stops moments standing still with her
never-ending cuteness. Even when frustration begins to arise, that innocent
face obliterates any negative feelings that come only to realize how fortunate I
am in these very promising moments. Annabelle woos my soul into submission so
that maybe, just maybe I can begin to fathom how much a Heavenly Father truly
loves His children. Perhaps that realization is where the most important
your viewing pleasure, please see the most recent adorable Annabelle photos below.