Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Zoo 2009

Saturday I got a text from Betty saying they were goin to the zoo and wanted to know if we wanted to go as we loaded up and left. Here are some pics!

My parents have a pic of me as a kid drinking from this fountain too! Of course I didnt know Betty was taking the pic (she was getting me back...I'd taken a pic of Alex drinking from it)

Magoulas family April 2009

James & Betty Coressel

Nehemiah learned to drink from a straw!

He did NOT like the kangaroo pouch!!!! Maybe next time! LOL

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

New pics!

My lil cowboy
Here's what I found after naptime

Funny video of Micah Can someone please tell me how to put videos on Blogger?? Cuz..yeah, I'm stupid

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Little Things

Isn't it funny how we go about our days, doing the same things, for the most part, day in and day out. But sometimes God tells us to slow down, notice the SMALLER things. Monday night we were at Nicole's, getting ready to head home. My normal routine is to change Miah's diaper before we leave somewhere, and put him to bed when we get home. I changed him, got home, took him up to bed, but stopped. I thought, "Maybe I'll just play with him for a little while, he isn't real tired." I put him on the floor and he begins peek-a-boo. Then he smiles. And I noticed...he had a small piece of foam in his mouth. Not enough to notice at first, but enough large enough that if I had laid him down, it could have caused a problem. I pulled it out and didn't think about it. Until later. I thought, "Wow, God knew I needed to slow down. He knew I needed to pay attention to the small things" And I'm thankful that God cares enough for His children that He did slow me down, and got me out of my routine!

Tuesday, April 7, 2009


As the months go by you notice little changes in your's not until you look back at the pics that you notice just how much they've really changed!!! Stephanie had bought me a picture frame to put a pic of Miah in every's what I have so far!

Saturday, April 4, 2009


After Josh died my entire family got packages in the mail. They were from Josh's best friend, Richard. Richard was someone we'd always known. He was Josh's best friend growing up. He was Josh's neighbor growing up. He was Josh's best man. Now he's sending manilla envolopes to Josh's family, because he wants to write a book on Josh. I'll admit, I havent opened mine yet. I dont know what to write. I'd had it for several weeks now, and it's just sitting there. I dont want to admit Josh is gone. I can still pretend he's in Texas, and he just hasnt called in awhile. I can pretend my Aunt, Uncle, and cousin Keith's lives havent been ruined by this, until, I am with them. Josh is a contant name on their lips. His dead affects Joni alot. Because of this, she calls Keith, ALL.THE.TIME. Do I blame her? No. Would I do the same? Yes.
I look at my 9 month old son and think "Where did Josh's life go so wrong? Where did he go from a lil baby that was so loved, to growing up and somebody murdering him" And I have no answers for myself. Nowhere did Josh go "wrong." He fell in love. He moved to TX to be with a girl. Who knew that would get him killed? Who knew just 2 short months after she killed him, she'd be back on the streets again. Awaiting trial. A trial that won't come until Oct.
Never once has God been blamed. That is what I love about my family. We don't pull away from God, we draw closer to Him. He had a reason for taking Josh. Maybe Grandma wanted her "Joshy" with her in Heaven. Maybe God needed Josh. Maybe...maybe...maybe....
There will always be a maybe, and for now there are no answers...only questions