Adam is surviving Academy. It is definitely challenging, but we have certainly seen the Lord's hand on Adam as he faces difficult tasks and "opportunities for growth." (I don't know what else you would call running, being sprayed in the face with pepper spray, and running some more!) He is a walking encyclopedia of laws and has learned a number of new wrestling moves/submission holds. (Be advised, ol' college buddies, he has new tricks up his sleeve that he'll be happy to practice on you.) 15 weeks down; 9 to go! He'll be "sworn in" and go through 12 weeks of field training, before graduating in the spring.

Mindy is still seeing a few clients, while actively job hunting for a salaried position. We've enjoyed lots of company over the past several months; so although the lack of clients is a bummer, it has allowed more time for enjoying Noah and visitors. We're also staying connected to the anti-human trafficking / prostitution scene in Atlanta, trusting that when the timing is right, the Lord will open the doors for an opportunity to get involved in a more tangible way.

Can you believe Noah is 4 months old? People have said "it will go fast," and time really is flying. He's already out of one stage, and on to other things: Goodbye colicky screaming-all-the-time-because-of-tummy-pain nightmare; Hello smiling, cooing, giggling, trying to sit up, looking around, trying to figure things out, and chewing on hands and toys!

Here's Noah...

Noah watches his first OSU game with Dad.

Noah in his "big boy" outfit!

Nana reading Noah "The Barnyard Dance" (an excellent read -- I highly recommend it!)

Noah -- "doing what he does" in his super cute Adidas outfit.

Nana and Noah at (guess where!) The Flying Biscuit!

Noah's first day in the "exersaucer." (Hmm. Who's that chunky kid looking at me?)


Noah wore himself out batting at toys on his playmat; Sadie (the best dog ever) was there for moral support.

Noah and Dad, attending our church community group.

Noah & his Walt Disney onesie from Grandma, sporting his "Whatchu talkin' 'bout, Willis?" look.

The Greats came to visit Noah: Great Gram, Great Uncle Sandy, Great Aunt Karen

Great Gram and Noah

We went to "Underground Atlanta" (a shopping center that is, as the name may indicate, underground); Noah napped. Great Aunt Karen and Noah



Ahhh, the dreaded car seat. Noah hates the car seat. We don't know why. It is very clear, however, that he has an opinion about it.

Gram and Noah talking

Gram and Noah laughing

Gram and Noah -- errr, Noah crying.

A monumental occasion: Great Uncle Sandy gives Noah a bottle

Noah giggles at Dad