Last night Steve and I ventured out for our last date (for awhile that is). We dropped the kids off at Grandma and Grandpa's and then headed to the harbor for a relaxing dinner on the water. It was beautiful out and it was so nice to look each other in the face and talk without any interruptions. Seriously....sheer bliss. It's always fun to talk and process through the upcoming events and all the changes that will be coming to our family. We always end up marveling at how God has so graciously provided for all of our needs. I have no idea how the transition to four is going to go...I'm trying to keep my expectations realistic and low.
This is the scene we left and we didn't have to pick them all up again until this morning. So we got some great time together. Steve did have a project due for the grad school class he's in last night so we headed home after dinner. But seriously, that was fine with me. I'm not really one to paint the town red when I can no longer see my toes. So we had a quiet evening in after his project was sent off (he pretty much had it ready to go). This morning we slept in until 7 (meaning we didn't get out of bed until 7-hardly ever happens) and then went for a walk. I don't even remember the last time we took a walk by ourselves. That was wonderful too.
And today...well, it's shaping up to be a pretty good day. Birthday party this afternoon....Sabbath Dinner tonight. Earlier today little Joshua sprained his ankle while wrestling with his Dad and big brothers but, not too much damage was done. He just can't walk. And with how active he is and how incredibly huge/tired I am...I'm thinking that may just be a blessing from the Lord. I'm sure he'll be back up to speed in just a few days giving me just enough time to catch my breath.
I am Nikki Dauphin, wife to Steve since July 2002, and mom to four boys and one little girl. Currently my husband is pursuing his PhD in mathematics, so as you can imagine, with five kids in tow, there are many adventures to behold! I'm learning how to raise a brood of boys and one precious princess, be a homemaker, how to be a lovely wife to my handsome and dashing husband and how to love those around me. Stop and stay awhile. Family stories, recipes, musings on life and lessons I'm learning are all a part of this blog. I love the life I've been given and thank God for His many blessings.
Steve-My amazing, fix-it, brilliant, math-loving, puzzle-solving husband is a Math PhD student pursuing his graduate degree through Colorado State University. He is also a Year Round Graduate Intern for Sandia National Labs researching and working on projects related to national security and preparing for his dissertation. We met at Cal Poly, SLO and were married in 2002. Seriously, he's my best friend.
Isaac-Laughter. My precious firstborn. Blue-eyed, blondie, logical, lefty. Particular, orderly, courageous, funny, and intelligent. Sees the world in patterns, numbers, colors and shapes. My first son. My joy.
Caleb-Brave. My mischevious secondborn. Brown-haired, coal-eyed, soldier. Needs explanations about how the world works. "Mathy", inquisitive, architectural and mechanical. Silly, passionate, tough, long-suffering and smart. My second son. My love.
Joshua-Saved by the Lord. My irreplaceable thirdborn. Bubbly, gregarious, social and playful. Loves to be surrounded by his family. Cuddly, kissable, chubby and charming. Life of the party, full of joy, overflowing with humor and laughter. My third son. My light.
Elliana-The Lord Has Heard. My long-awaited daughter. Petite, dark-eyed, beauty. Strong, coordinated, cheeky and spunky. Sharp as a tack and a flitting socialite. Loved by every member of her family. My fourth born. My only daughter. My treasure.
Nathan-God Has Given. My fourth son. Yet, it never gets old. My youngest little gift. Gentle, strong, sweet, angelic. Blonde and light-eyed. Littlest of them all but full of life and love. My fifth born. My littlest man. God's given. My gift.
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