Josiah - Four Months Old

Warning...

... Two-year-old potty humor ahead.

Here are two good ones from Lorien this past week:

"I think Larry Boy puts his poop in the potty."

"Mommy! I tooted! It makes me happy!"

Word Now Breaking Heaven's Silence

The combination of listening to Christmas music and bathing Josiah this morning put a giant lump in my throat. I have loved this song for many Christmas seasons (especially those in which I got to hear Mark Epperson perform it at the First Pres Christmas Joy concert). But this year it feels especially meaningful as I hold my little guy and think about what Mary must have felt holding her baby.

In case you're wondering, it was the fourth verse that brought tears to my eyes this morning. 

Welcome to Our World (Chris Rice)

Tears are falling, hearts are breaking

How we need to hear from God
You've been promised, we've been waiting

Welcome Holy Child
Welcome Holy Child

Hope that you don't mind our manger
How I wish we would have known
But long-awaited Holy Stranger
Make Yourself at home
Please make Yourself at home

Bring Your peace into our violence
Bid our hungry souls be filled
Word now breaking Heaven's silence

Welcome to our world
Welcome to our world

Fragile finger sent to heal us

Tender brow prepared for thorn
Tiny heart whose blood will save us
Unto us is born
Unto us is born

So wrap our injured flesh around You
Breathe our air and walk our sod
Rob our sin and make us holy

Perfect Son of God
Perfect Son of God
Welcome to our world

[By the way, I am spending this afternoon doing more retro-updates, so look backward for more new posts.] 

A small thing that's a big deal

I mentioned that I've felt very disconnected, living so far away when both of my grandmothers passed away in the past 18 months. So I need to tell something very important about their passing. Both times, when the end got near, my brother Mike was the one who thought to call me so I could say goodbye to them. He'd get me on the phone, then put the phone up to their ears and let me say what I needed to say. I don't know how much either of them heard, but it meant so much to be able to at least tell them I loved them. 

Good man. 

I love this picture. I stole it from my sister in law, Mandi.

Grandma Beam

So, I have now lost all of my grandparents. Pappy (my mom's dad) died when I was eight years old. But the other three I had into adulthood. My Grandpa Beam died when I was 23. And both of my grandmas I got to keep until my thirties. 

My Grandma Beam died on Thursday night, the last one to go. In some ways it was expected. In some ways it was not. Last Christmas, we all got the respiratory yuck. At 92, hers turned into pneumonia, and she never really recovered. For months, we have doubted that she'd make it until the holidays. My dad has been asking her lately who she's looking forward to seeing in heaven. Of course, she'd say Ernie (my grandpa). But in the past week, she started talking about how she's been looking forward to seeing her mother, who died almost 50 years ago. Still, when she actually went, she went fast--less than 24 hours from when her oxygen levels dropped until she went home to be with Jesus. 

The past year has been a hard one for my parents, brother and aunts, who have cared for her in her home, along with a handful of angels who were her home healthcare providers. I am so thankful to all of them for hanging in there with her. I felt very disconnected, being 1200 miles away during the whole thing, but it was such a big deal that she got to live out her days at home. She made a huge impact on all of us by caring so faithfully for grandpa during his long illness, so I am very proud of my family for giving the same gift.

We were planning to have my brother Mike and his family here for Thanksgiving, so obviously those plans got turned upside down. Thanks to my mom and dad's extra airline miles, we're heading to Ohio on Monday for Thanksgiving and a memorial service. 

About 1920

Ohio State senior, 1940

In honor of their 50th anniversary (April 1992), taken fall 1991

At our wedding, 2004. Grandma Beam and Josh's Grandma Keffer
were the witnesses who signed our marriage license. 

Josiah - Two Months

A good little mama

Lorien has been sooooo good with her baby brother. And she is learning all kinds of things about how to take care of babies. She is practicing on all her "friends."

Here she is with glow worm in the Baby Bjorn carrier. :)