In Like A Lion

To be quite honest, March in the south hasn't come in like a lion. We have had beautiful, sunny weather and calm nights. I know we need the heavy rains to bring a lush spring, but March has tiptoed in so quietly, that I am sometimes surprised to look at the calendar and see how far into the month we really are.

Life has been great at the McCash house. David is staying very busy with his new job, working six days a week, long hours, meeting his new crew, other engineers, and learning new software. He has been taken out on dinners to meet new engineers and has enjoyed learning more about the Motor City. Though Detroit gets a bad rap for high crime and a recent housing crisis, David reassures me that it is a city that will steal my heart- it is unique, diverse, enormous, and full of history. Like all big cities that have suffered economic change, Detroit is full of art and culture.

I'm so happy for this new direction in our lives and am thankful God loves us enough to meet all of our needs. With Him, I know to trust and obey. And, for the most part, I do it with a cheerful heart.

I attended Brandy's husband, B.J.'s, 30th birthday party solo. It was a function where I missed David's presence. Being apart a full month now has given me an ear to listen and a heart of patience. Though it has been challenging, it has been a very positive experience. A big thank you to those who have checked on us- we appreciate your kind words of encouragement. 

With warmer weather, Harbor has been enjoying more time outside. This picture makes me realize Harbor's days in big open fields, abloom with dandelions and wild honeysuckle, are numbered. We will soon be trading the country for the concrete jungle of the big city. Crab apple trees will be replaced with people movers and rabbit holes will be swapped out for steaming manholes. And I'm okay with that. It will make "coming home", especially for Harbor full of sentimental magic.

It is bittersweet to think of leaving my classroom in a month's time. I have spent a good deal of life working on my teaching career. Five years in college, six years in the classroom, numerous trainings and additional classes to stay current... Rachel and I lament the time we had dreamed of teaching together someday. Both being Christian gals though, we know that God knew this was an obstacle we would encounter that would derail our best laid plans. And knowing that, we both brush it off, shake it off, and move forward. God always has plans to help up, to prepare a future for us. I know He has ordained a classroom for her. And

I'll be on the next plane out when the time comes to help prepare her for the big interview or that super-sized bulletin board.  : )

She recently came to observe a special education inclusion class that I teach. We all loved having her with us!

Harbor loves ice-cream and asks for it by name almost nightly. I'm happy to oblige!

I know you are bored stiff of library pictures, but, in all honesty, as a mom, I find my parenting, like my classroom management,  to be routine and predictable. Harbor thrives on the structure and I like that he can anticipate how most of our days will play out. I also took Harbor to have his haircut by myself. In Harbor's short life, I have only taken him twice, so it has been fun for me to step into daddy's shoes where I can and help out.

Sunday was such a fun day! My mom, Harbor, and I went out for lunch, to Hobby Lobby, thrift store shopping, and to feed the ducks. We found lots of good bargains- remind me sometime to show you the three new ingenious scrapbooks I picked up for birthday parties. I bought three to accommodate a bigger family down the road- no news on that front. Just wanted to have a few on hand for "someday"! Ha! I love the idea of coordinating multiple books. 

Harbor loves the ducks- to see them, feed them, read about them, and talk about them. Though it was terribly blustery, it was a perfect day to toodle around and relax.

And to keep it real, my mom snapped this right about the time a bully of a duck- mean ol' thing!- scrambled out of the water right at my face. Not pretty! Ha, ha! Scared me to death. I'm not a fan of birds, not at all. I do it for Harbor, but I struggle to get close to the ducks. So, anyway, this picture is a keeper! Ha!

I would be remiss If I didn't share that this is the first year we haven't gone skiing- minus the year Harbor was born- in the last six years. I even skied pregnant. It is just an ingrained family activity that we are all missing this Spring Break week.

Here we are, exactly one year ago, in Keystone, Colorado. Baby Harbor in snow bibs makes me giddy with happiness.  : )

As we speak, Rachel is vacationing in Santa Monica, California, and I am leaving very early in the morning to make a short trip to Detroit- my first trip- to meet my new city. David turns 30 on Thursday and I couldn't bear the thought of him eating butter cream cupcakes without me!

I hope she, Detroit, is ready to meet me. I've been dreaming of her for weeks, wondering what we will have in common.

Have a great week!