and he tells me i am his own

on saturday i heard the old church hymn i come to the garden alone, and although i've grown up in church always knowing it, these particular words really touched me this time, more than ever. almost like i heard them for the first time....

and He walks with me and He talks with me, and He tells me I am His own.

out of his millions and millions of children, i am still that important to him, i am still his own, and you are too. isn't that amazing. i've been singing the song all weekend, i love it.

kevin and boyd spent most of saturday together, running around, going to eat, seeing a movie.
i did a little shopping and had an iced coffee, and then i got to sneak away and have dinner with one of my best girlfriends, whit.
it was a last minute thing, and we laughed because i picked her up about 5 pm, and we were home by 8 pm, so that might make us old or something...but it was still a great night.
we had mexican and margaritas at el rancho grande in the stockyards.
thankful that i can throw on a top and shorts, no makeup, and feel comfortable with a friend.
the best kind of friendship.

i came home and kevin had bought boyd his own dartboard, for his room.
{note. he did get soft tip darts. no worries}.

kevin cooked me a delicious breakfast on sunday, of fried eggs. i love to be in the kitchen, and i feel brave enough to cook almost anything, but i have never mastered a fried egg. he makes them so well. we did house work, yard work, and had friends over for bratwurst on sunday evening. our friends brought us fresh cucumbers from their garden, so i made some pickles this morning. i just threw in some vinegar, water, dill and salt. they smell good already.

and that's about it.
we have school and grocery shopping this week, swimming, and more of the ordinary stuff.
i only have a few more school supplies to buy for boyd, and it's time to find him a new backpack and some school clothes. {thankful for my mom for helping out with that}. this is such a special time for boyd, and as his mama, i'm feeling extra sentimental about it all.
4 weeks until the first day of kindergarten.
boyd might just be the most excited kid in the world about kindergarten. he is so ready for it.
and that makes it easier on my heart.
the summer has flown, but i knew that it would.

sometimes i look back on parts of our life and can't remember a thing, so even recording the ordinary makes me happy....and, even when i think i'm almost done with a blog, i change my mind again.
have a good week.

love,
nicolle