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This post was started about a week ago, but on account of divers things I haven’t completed it until now. The pictures don’t have much/anything to do with the paragraphs they’re next to, but I haven’t got our Gallery working yet, and I figured you all might appreciate seeing some images. Enjoy!
Aaron and Casey’s wedding a couple of Saturdays ago was wonderful. It was in Durham, and Diane and I and the kids made a weekend out of it, traveling back to Chapel Hill on Friday and returning on Sunday. Diane and I went to the rehearsal dinner on Friday night and I participated in some “groomsmen activities” on Saturday morning. Aaron is a triathlete and most (all?) of his friends are at the least very athletic, and at the most pretty hardcore like himself. Saturday morning we convened at the rehearsal dinner location and embarked on a “nice, easy” run for the better part of a hour, after which we played water basketball in the UNC pool. I was exhausted for the rest of the busy day, but it was good for Aaron in that he was able to get some jitters out through the exercise. All the groomsmen (myself included) had a lot of fun, too.
I miss the people in Chapel Hill. I grew up with them, but it’s more than just nostalgia or familiarity–these are godly families: warm, hospitable, caring, thoughtful, genuine, strong, and the list goes on… Diane felt the same way, and she’s only met them a few times. We think about our own family and there are so many traits and qualities about them we would emulate. A common link between my family and many of those in attendance at the wedding is homeschooling. Talking with my mom afterward, though, I decided that while homeschooling certainly provides a framework within which family relationships can more easily be as they were designed to be, it’s not a foolproof structure. The foundational element is a Christ-centered family worldview and parenting approach. The families are believers first, homeschoolers next. And we’re committed to perpetuating that example.
Luke has been loving the Play-Doh lately. He makes letters and numbers and takes pieces from some of his puzzles and presses them into the clay. He’s been drawing and writing (yes, writing) a lot too, and with his grasp of phonetics can actually spell most words in a rudimentary way. For Grandpa he’ll sound out and write “Grampa,” for Jupiter it’s “Jupitr” and for Pterodactyl it’s “Tradactl,” and so on. He’s becoming more conversational too and this really shows around the dinner table, where we’ll talk about the day, say funny words and imagine scenarios.