Yes, I had a baby.

This is what happens when I say, "I'll be right back." Five seconds, I promise that's all it took.
Don't you just want to eat him? Please don't. I like him.

I think that people are beginning to question if I've "had the baby yet." With Treson, I sent out pictures I think, like, every other day. With Zoe, I didn't send out photos as often, but did still send them. With Kiley (yes, she's here), um, well, I take pictures and that's about it. It's because the only time I really have to do fun stuff like picture-sending is now, at 1 am. So, here's a few pics of the kids that have been taken recently.Kiley (now 3.5 months) loves life!

Once again, my edible 3 year old. Who, by the way, had this conversation with me on Thursday while playing soccer in the backyard: 

Me, "Treson, I'm good at soccer." 

T, "No, I'm good at soccer." 

Me, "No, I'm good." 

T, "No, I'm good. You're slow."

Kiley dressed up as "cute" for Halloween.

I'd post more of Zoe, but it's taking forever to upload. Must get sleep.

"I know God is real, Mommy."

I have sooooo much to journal, but it is after midnight, so I'm going to start with the latest need-to-blog entry and work my way back.

Friday was Halloween (duh). Treson is big time into super heros (after all, he is one). He was taking a bath and we were chatting. He said, "Transformers & Batman save the world." He knows what pretend is, so I replied to him, "Transformers & Batman are pretend. Only Jesus can save the world." I could see his wheels turning and I just prayed as I saw this God-given opportunity to share the gospel with him. 

He's been learning Bible verses about salvation (thanks, Awanas!), so we've had many conversations in the last few weeks about God sending his Son, sin, obedience and truth. All hard topics to conquer with a three year old! Anyway, we talked about heaven and what a good place it is. I braced myself and told him about Hell and how it's a scary place where bad things happen. He knows what dying means. I related to him the parallel between pretend superheros (not being real) versus God (being real). I told him that everyone who believes that God is real ("really, really real") will get to live with God in Heaven & are forgiven (yes, he knows this word, too!) from sin (another new word). He just looked at me with the most honest eyes and said, "I believe God is real, Mommy." 

A wave of peace and the blessing of answered prayer fell over me. I really do believe that with all of our teaching at home, his Christian teaching at preschool and the lessons at church, Treson is beginning to understand God in the best way a small child can. I also believe that in that moment, Treson "confessed with his tongue that Jesus is Lord" and with that child-like faith, he does know Jesus.