Face Of God

When my little girl gets that sleep in her eyes,
And she settles in with her head on my chest,
Why do I feel like my heart's gonna burst?
That I'm willing to die for this angel at rest?

And why am I filled with unshakable faith,
When I look at that child so fragile and sweet?
There's something eternal I see in her face,
Something much more than her mother and me.

Maybe I'm looking at the face of God.
Makes me think I may be looking at the face of God,
And He's smiling back at me.

Why do I feel like the smallest of things,
When I try to count all the stars in the sky?
When I see the world that we're in at it's worst,
Why do I feel like it'll all be all right?

I can't see the wind as it moves through the trees.
So how do I know that I know that I know,
That somebody out there is speaking to me?
Saying: "I love you and you're not alone."

Maybe I'm looking at the face of God.
Makes me think I may be looking at the face of God,
And He's smiling back at me.

Oh, I know that I know that I know that He's out there.
Somebody’s out there.
When I look at the beauty around me,
And the love that surrounds me.

Maybe I'm looking at the face of God.
Makes me think I may be looking at the face of God,
And He's smiling back at me.
Maybe I'm looking at the face of God.
And He's smiling back at me.

Artist/Band: Cyrus Billy Ray
Lyrics for Song: Face Of God
Lyrics for Album: The Other Side
(Bob DiPiero/Rivers Rutherford/Tom Shapiro)

That Of Which We Shall Not Speak

In starting and maintaining this blog, I've always desired to make it a look at parenting (and parenting in general) and a celebration of children, Rachel in particular. But I've always hoped that it would someday be something she (and other siblings? no, not an announcement) would be able to look at without declaring eternal hatred for me and running to their rooms and slamming their doors.

So some issues we've steered clear of. But I gotta say, there's something no one really warned us about and I'd love for it to stop. There've only been several major incidents, but two of them have been in the past few months. And only today's was really Rachel's doing. We put her down for a nap today without pants, wondering if she's been too warm lately and that's why she's not been napping.

Well, with ready access, when the time came, the enterprisingy little girl, instead of calling out for help, attempted to change her own diaper. With less than the best results. As always, things could have been far worse. But it's this kind of thing that no one remembers to warn you about or in any way stress the gravity of. Not other parents, not grandparents, not people at the hospital or in the pediatric office. And that is just how messy life can be.

Charlie Brown Has Been Taken!

Rachel just asked to see Charlie Brown. We have the Christmas DVD, but it's packed away now. We had also TIVO'd some of the holiday specials, but they're not on the recorder anymore.

Me: "We don't have any of the videos here."
R: "But he's on TV."
Me: "Well, the holidays are over, so he's not on there anymore."
R: "What?! Someone took Charlie Brown away?"

Who's Laughing Now?

It's all fun and games until all of them are crying at the same time.