borrowing a camera

my generous, and oh so sweet friend, Erin, has let me borrow her camera for the week while i'm out in washington. i don't know all that this camera can offer, but i know its a heck of a lot better than the one i own (and have left at home). here are a couple snapshots from my day, out and about in washington.



Deanna introduced me to this amazingly cute little doughnut shop. I had a red velvet doughnut...well, with halloween around the corner this was temporarily named "dead velvet" - either way it was delicious!!  


  
After eating those little delectable doughnuts, Deanna took me out to Cedar Springs, which is the camp her husband runs through their church. We rode around in a golf cart and she showed me this great place! I loved all the trails and wilderness.









looking forward to tomorrow....

the one about a best friend

Its not very often one can find and maintain a lifetime friend. Sometimes people grow apart because life happens and things get busy; people get left behind. Friendships are work…some more work than others - you know the kind ;) I have been blessed to have the kind of friend that through all of life’s changes, through the distance of an entire country and through one of us not ever answering their phone ;) we have remained close.

My best friend Deanna and I have been friends since kindergarten. I still have our class picture from back then and it always makes me smile that we have known each other for so long. Its fun to be in someone’s life for a whole lifetime. In the 1st grade we lived just a street down from each other so our families carpooled a lot and I still remember Mr. Baker picking Josh, Deanna and myself up in his yellow car.

Through our childhood years we weren’t best friends - we each had our own separate childhood “bests” but were in the same group of friends and attended the same school from kindergarten until the 8th grade. Crazy how many shared memories can weld people to each other.
As we got into high school, circumstances and choices took us out of our circle of friends and our little Christian school bubble and we both attended large high schools - on separate sides of the city. Though our the schools we chose were enormously different, we had similar situations going on in each other’s lives and we knew that we had one another to rely on and go too. I’m pretty certain, had we not gone to the schools we did and lived our separate high school’s together, we wouldn’t be as close today as we are.
Within the first year or two after high school, Deanna married her husband Stuart and eventually moved to Seattle…which is around the time that my dad got the job at Liberty and we moved to Virginia: complete opposite sides of the country…too far away.

Through many phone calls, emails, letters, packages, occasional visits, we have remained close and I consider it a blessing that we have. I’m surprised sometimes at how much she puts up with me and my bad habit of not answering my phone. Deanna is such a beautiful woman - inside and out. She has four beautiful children and is a wonderful mother! I always like picking her brain about motherhood and how she makes it look so easy. She is one of the most down to earth, level headed people I know. I love everything about her and her family.

It makes me sad that we don’t live closer. I hate that I don’t get to be a part of her day to day life. I look at people around me who have their best friend living in the same city (or neighborhood)…or even in the same state, and I must admit, I get envious. I long to live in the same place as Deanna and raise our kids together…or even just have our kids know each other.

I’m very grateful to both Stuart and Matt who, through their own various sacrifices, have allowed Deanna and I to see one another through the years. Lately we’ve managed to do visits annually…its been wonderful! Earlier this year I started saving all my pennies and began selling anything I could think of that I didn’t need. Through many months of saving, yard sales, craigs list and gift money, I was able to put aside enough to finally get my ticket to go see Deanna and her family out in Seattle. It also happens to fall right over my birthday, which means I get to spend my 30th (that hurts to say) birthday with Deanna - its been years since that has happened.

I’m so excited to spend the week with her and cherish the day to day moments that we often miss out on.

greater than

A few weeks ago Matt posted a question on his twitter account that intrigued me. The question was, “what is your greater than?” What in your life is greater than something else. My initial response to that was Starbucks > Folgers, haha…let’s be honest, its true. Later that night, or in the middle of the night rather, when I was feeding Norah, I started thinking of another ‘greater than’ statement…

Norah is a very smiley baby and has been smiling; legitimate, purposeful smiles, since her very first days - which is unusual for babies.
This picture was taken just hours after she was born and her first smile…its not the greatest quality of photos, but trust me, it was a smile.
The second one below was taken at 4 days old.



 
As with my other babies, I become energized with their pure beauty and innocence which helps me through those first few rough weeks of sleepless nights. When I hear the crying on the monitor and I have to drag myself out of bed, its those precious little faces that calm my spirit and keeps me going. Norah though has been even more so a burst of light in the 3a.m. darkness…that little girl is so incredibly smiley when she sees me, it just warms my heart.
 
So my initial 'greater than' was this -- Norah’s smiles > sleep.





  


 HOWEVER…

As I was rocking her in the chair and thinking about HOW tired I truly was, I thought, “well, her smiles are greater than sleep but probably can't sustain me like sleep can.” ;)
So here it is…

Norah’s smiles are greater than, but not equal to, sleep.

I love knowing that no matter how long or hard she has been crying, as soon as she sees me she starts kicking her legs and smiling like she’s going to burst with excitement. I’ve wanted to take pictures of her in the middle of the night or get it on video to capture it forever, but its just too dark in her room at that time of night to do so effectively.

These are the smiley moments I don’t want to forget and will cherish about her babyhood.








family photos in the fall

My father-in-law agreed to take some pictures of our family. I am aware that my husband hates family picture day but I was convinced I needed some updated pictures with the newest member of the Cote crew. I am very pleased with how the pictures turned out and also relieved it was a stress-free, painless process so that Matt wasn't in a bad mood for the rest of the day ;) If you aren't sure what I'm referring to, go check out his message entitled "Surrender" back in July on Brentwood's website and you'll understand. http://www.brentwoodchurch.org/templates/index.php?page=listen-online

These are just a few of the pictures. Thank you to my father-in-law, Matt, for indulging my love of family-picture-taking. Thank you to my husband Matt for having a good attitude and loving me in spite of my love of family-picture-taking ;) Thank you for chocolate being an irresistible bribe for the girls to be on their best behavior...wait, did I say bribe?!...I meant reward...yeah, reward... And of course, thank you to the Man up above who designed the trees to change colors in the Fall and for giving us such a beautiful day to enjoy and marvel in His artistry.