The night Abigail turned four I had a dream. I woke up scared. A nightmare. I eventually went back to sleep and did not really think about the dream until about two days later. John and I were driving to church. Kids playing in the back of the car. Somehow the dream was in my head and so I shared it with John.

My dream....

Abby was standing frozen in the kitchen entryway. I walked in and saw a lion cub on the kitchen table. Calmly and quickly I pushed Abby behind me and we backed out of the kitchen and into the living room. I turned and there stood a big male lion. Huge teeth and a mighty mane. I knew we were in trouble. Calmly I pushed Abby to the ground and I placed my body over hers. There was no question, no second thought, only that I knew we were being hunted and I would sacrifice my body, my life, for Abigail. The claws of the lion hurt badly. Then he bit me. Two large fangs in the center of my back. I was calm. I was not really afraid, but it hurt. And then I woke up.

In church that morning our pastor was speaking about spiritual warfare. This verse was referenced:

I Peter 5:8-Stay alert!! Watch out for your great enemy, the devil. He prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.

The Lord spoke to my heart, and John's, that my dream was not a nightmare, but a calling. A reminder. A warning. My adversary is out there. He wants nothing more than to have my family. I believe it is real. I believe in spiritual battle. I believe, and am learning about, the power of prayer. More specifically, the power of a praying mother.

I claim my babies for the Lord. I am so grateful for this dream. It was an intense visual reminder about the realities of life here on earth. It made clear the absolute importance of a praying mother.

When I first had Abby my parents bought me the book "Every Child Needs a Praying Mom." It is written by Fern Nichlos, the founding of Moms In Touch. I have been spending time each morning reading this book and praying. It is my goal to surround my children in prayer each day of their lives. I recommend this book. So far it has provided some very practical advise about how to pray.

thanks mom and dad.


Today Abigail dressed me up for my wedding day. Looking pretty good, eh? ;)
She also wanted Logan to be a mermaid. He did not agree.


Introducing Liam Jenkins.
9 pounds and very healthy!


Yesterday the kids and I planted basil, cilantro, rosemary and tomatoes.
I desperately want my father's green thumb abilities.
We'll see if I can handle two potted gardens this year.


Today we celebrated Abby's big day at the beach. Tons of fun. She was loved and celebrated.

Opening gifts

These three rings are what Abby bought with her arcade tickets. She LOVED them and wore them all day. When I asked her what her favorite part of the day was she said, "picking out my rings."
Ice Cream and Cotton Candy
My boy!
Abby and Daddy on the Ferris wheel. She said, "I'm up so high, I can see China!!"
On the merry-go-round. Abby kept yelling, "I'm FOUR today!!"
My beauties
Logan watching fish in a bucket. He was memorized.
Daddy's girl.


Four years ago, at this very moment, John and I were sitting on our couch in our small apartment in La Verne taking silly pictures. Why? Because we were goofing off as we were waiting for me to go into labor. It was April 7th. My due date. The day that i was suppose to be induced if she did not arrive. We were ready. We were scheduled at the hospital early that morning, but the hospital called and told us not to come in. It was a busy night and there were no beds available. Well alright. We'll just wait. So we waited through that day. And had family over that night. We went to bed. Early in the morning I was pulled out of my slumber by a subtle feeling of my water breaking. Into the car we go.

We welcomed our little girl. The furious love that was instantly infused into my heart was overwhelming. I was a mom. She was my girl.

She grew. She turned one. She laughed and loved to read books. She loved to lay on mommy and snuggle. She was quiet and lovely.

She grew. She turned two. She was sassy and opinionated and very emotional. She was smart and knew what she wanted. She loved to be with mommy and adored "gogan" her brother.

She grew. She turned three. She started preschool and learned to make friends. She learned how to be away from mommy and be okay. She loves Disneyland and the ocean. She loves her family and has a very very tender heart towards the Lord. She has a compassionate heart toward others.

She grew. She is turning FOUR tomorrow. She loves ballet, dancing, Star Wars, riding her tricycle, going to school, going to church, going on nature walks with mommy and Logan. She asks smart questions. She makes me think. She loves to pray. She has faith and Jesus. She is still sassy, opinionated, and passionate. She is my girl. I am her mom. Where has time gone?

Happy Birthday to my sweet Abigail Grace!!
You make me so proud and I am so grateful that I am yours and you are mine.


One of my most favorites!!


Happy Easter Weekend!