Hazel and Blue

Sweet Refuge

2011-07-08T06:00:00.001-05:00

While watching "The Apple Dumpling Gang" with the family, scary music started playing . . . Nicholas did a fast dive off the sofa and yelled, "I'm next to Jay!"

Mother's Will Have Their Way!

2011-07-01T06:00:00.001-05:00

Maddie came over and sat right next to Nicholas on the merry-go-round. I overheard him say, "Go away!"

Horrified, I sternly rebuked him and reminded him we are ALWAYS nice to little girls . . . which then led to this sweet little picture.

Thinking Toward the Future . . .

2011-06-24T06:00:00.012-05:00

Nicholas: Mom, I can’t wait to grow up and be a man so I can do stuff.

Me: You mean like chop wood and fix the kitchen sink?

Nicholas: No. Like turn on the tv and watch the shows I want!

Chilly Mornings Are Back . . .

2010-11-04T08:32:00.000-05:00

Tweety Bird to the rescue!

Just Another Day Raising Boys!

2010-10-08T17:38:00.000-05:00

Nicholas: Mom, I need to go down to the treehouse to get some wood for our lizard.

Me: Nicholas, is there a lizard in my house?!!

Nicholas: (realizing he had just outed his brothers) Ummm, never mind mom . . .

Random!

2010-09-30T11:54:00.002-05:00

I'm thankful for so many things today . . . but here's just a few—quite random at that:

• I have very sweet boys—at pre-school all the kids got to pick a "treasure" from the treasure box. The teachers told me Nicholas was the only one who came back and told them "Thank-you" . . . so he got to pick a second "treasure" from the treasure box! So blessed my heart!

• One can't see into my kids' rooms from the downstairs . . . thank you God!

• My daughter has started doing her own laundry without me even asking her to . . . wow, that makes a huge difference!

• I have REALLY COOL friends and one of them was a singer with Silverwind back in the day. This weekend David and I are heading to the 30 Year Silverwind Reunion in Dallas and it's going to be SO MUCH FUN!!

Hope you all have fun as well!

Too Bad He Can Only Count to Nine!

2010-09-27T07:56:00.000-05:00

Nicholas:

"Mom, you're the best . . .

I'm going to give you a hundred million kisses!"

12!

2010-09-22T16:22:00.000-05:00

Jonathan is 12 today!

Can't even begin to describe this amazing son of ours . . . but this is one of my former attempts.

What a gift!

Love you Jonathan! Happy Birthday!

Just Wondering

2010-09-15T18:59:00.000-05:00

Hmmm . . . look closely. Should I be concerned about what my child is learning in pre-school?

Bits of My Weekend-Volume 11

2010-09-13T17:05:00.001-05:00

On Saturday David and I realized we had a huge pool of water in our yard . . . had probably been there awhile (sigh) but was hidden by lots of overgrowth in a section we don't mow. This is most unfortunate as our water bill will likely be HUGE!

David quickly found the problem: Something had chewed through our line in an attempt to quench their thirst during our extensive East Texas drought. After a little trip to Lowes he fixed the problem and we are back to having just a normal dry yard.

For quite some time I've been looking for a hanging clothes rod that would work well in our laundry room. I found this one on Amazon and David went to work installing it.

I really like the way it turned out. I can use it like this when I have lots of clothes to hang . . .

Or like this when I don't need as much hanging space . . .

Or like this when I don't need any hanging space . . .

With this family of six I spend lots and lots of time doing laundry; I love a highly functioning laundry room!

On Saturday night we met up with our good friends Jeff and Cathy at a Chinese restaurant—good food and good fun! Their sweet little girls Sarah and Bekka joined us.

Life just seems to move at such a rapid pace, we're making a concerted effort to be purposeful in spending time with meaningful people in our lives—not always easy, but always worth it!

Bits of My Weekend-Volume 10

2010-09-08T14:12:00.001-05:00

On Saturday we headed out to Trade Days in Canton.

We endured the sights, sounds and smells of "Dog Alley" in order to find this treasure we came home with: A 10 week old Weimaraner.

My four kids (and husband) are ecstatic about this recent change of heart on my part—they are true dog lovers!

On Sunday our long time good friends Matt and Molly, along with their kids, Caleb and Kate, came from Tulsa to spend some much needed "catch-up" time with us. We ditched the kids and headed to Chili's for dinner. This is a pathetic picture our nice waiter took of us . . . unfortunately the only one.

On Labor Day we all headed out to David's parent's house on Lake Fork. This is a quick shot of all of us taking votes on the name of our new dog. Final choice: "Rain". With her beautiful grey coat and pale blue eyes, the name just kind of works. David and I figured our votes were much weightier since we ponied up the cash to buy her . . . but a few others liked her fitting name as well.

Sam and Lisa always bring great "toys" and the kids had lots of fun playing on this slip and slide. I thought I'd give out a few awards:

Bridget: Most joy!

Henry: Fearless!

Jordan: Most cautious.

Kate: Most like a gymnast.

Matthew: Best laugh!

Nicholas: Most likely to dislocate a joint.

Jonah: Perfect form (future diver?)

Jonathan: Longest slide off into the rocks! (ouch!)

Cole: Biggest splash!

The weekend finally came to an end and we had to say goodbye to our dear friends . . . but only after making plans to vacation together next summer in Branson—makes the goodbyes not quite so painful.

If you're reading this and have bits of your own . . . please be sure and let us know!

That's What I'm Talkin' About!

2010-09-02T07:51:00.001-05:00

So who needs to hire some cleaning help with this little guy around?

I didn’t actually take this picture . . . Jonathan caught him in the act and couldn’t resist.

Nicholas loves to help out.

Bits of My Weekend-Volume 9

2010-08-30T07:55:00.005-05:00

We had such an awesome weekend!

David organized several babysitters and kid transporters to enable us to go to a Christian conference in McKinney over the weekend. I have seen David Herzog on Godtv as well as several episodes of Sid Roth. His meetings are WILD!

Wasn’t sure I could get David to go with me, but with a little bribing he gave in. He would agree with me—we were both so glad we went. It was amazing! Some typical things that happen at his meetings are healings, gold fillings, and supernatural weight loss. All of those things happened in our midst . . . as well as awesome worship and great teaching. Very fun to be a part of it all.

This was the view from the really great hotel we stayed in. Maybe I'm a dork but I just loved the quaint rooftops and church steeple.

For the record I have only twice stayed at a hotel where I loved the mattress more than the one we sleep on at home. I asked at the front desk what kind of mattresses they were, but all the girl could tell me was that it was a pillowtop Serta. Knowing there is a huge range of pillowtop Sertas, I should have just pulled up the mattress and looked for myself. She did mention that they get that question all the time. Que serra serra.

It was just a meeting on Friday night and another on Saturday night, so we had all day Saturday just to have fun in Dallas . . . and we did!

We had lunch at a great little Chinese place—truly it’s my goal in life to figure out how to make really great Chinese food. It’s my absolute favorite . . . and healthy!

We hit a great furniture store, did some outlet shopping, got my hair cut and even had time for a pedicure. Fun, fun, fun.

We didn’t get back until 2:00am Sunday morning and still got up for the early service . . . so we were totally wiped out. Our new babysitters kind of missed the bedtime goals and both Cole and Jonathan were up until 11:30!! So following the service and a quick lunch at Chili's, we all took an afternoon nap! (except for Ashley)

Sunday evening we gave Ashley her first taste of driving down the driveway. This is a picture of her in all her elation.

And this is a picture of the passengers in the back.

Drama, drama, drama.

Break This Mama's Heart!

2010-08-24T09:34:00.005-05:00

Nicholas started pre-school today.

Even though he will only be going two days a week, it would be hard to find a kid more excited than him. He has been jumping up and down for days in anticipation.

With Buzz Lightyear backpack and Buzz Lightyear lunch box in tow, he hopped in the van with great exuberance.

On the way to school I prayed for him . . . and then he prayed for me,

"Dear Jesus, please help my mom to not be sad without me."

Bits of My Weekend-Volume 8

2010-08-23T07:20:00.001-05:00

On Friday we headed over to Henry's house to drop Cole off for a sleep over. He had such a great time. Hanging with Henry is one of his favorite things to do. This is a picture of Cole on the left, Henry in the middle and his neighbor, Blake, on the right.

On Saturday I said my goodbyes to Nicholas' sweet little baby room as David FORCED me to go shopping with him for a "Big Boy" bed. This was very hard. When did my baby grow up?!

Nicholas was absolutely overjoyed with his new bed. He crawled right in and hasn't stopped talking about it since. I still need to come up with a new theme as he has kind of outgrown little yellow ducks . . . but for now he is loving some old bedding I had stored away from when Jonathan was younger.

You might notice in this picture (and in most all pictures of Nicholas of late) that his arms are crossed with his body turned slightly to the side. My son Jonathan pointed out that Nicholas now poses for every picture in the same way that Alvin does on the cover of "Alvin and the Chipmunks: The Squeakquel" . . . which looks like this.

Which would also explain this picture of him taken on his birthday. I'm starting to see a resemblence. You might also notice his new bike in the background. He took one look at it and said, "I'm not getting on that 'cause I'll fall on my head!" So, he's been sticking with his tricycle . . . maybe he'll be ready in a month or two.

On Sunday after church we headed out to visit some friends of ours who live in Henderson. Because they're moving off of their 30 acre farm, they are parting with their two white pyrenees, Michael and Angel. They are wonderful dogs and our children are really hoping we make them ours . . . a decision we're weighing very carefully.

We made a final pitstop on Sunday late afternoon to buy last minute necessities for school which started today. This was tax-free week-end in Texas (which I try to avoid at all costs because the crowds are overwhelmingly chaotic) . . . but we braved the madness for the sake of desperately needed volleyball shorts (or so we were told) for our daughter. Every pair of shorts in the store were $5.99 . . . except for the pair required for the team which were $25.99 . . . whatever!

Nonetheless it was fun trip as The Sports Academy is quite close to my sister's house . . . so we got to pop in and say "hi" to sweet Lily Faith—which made all the driving worthwhile.

My friend, Michelle, is the inspiration for so many of us to be sharing "Bits of our week-ends." Be sure and check out what everyone else has been up to at Six in the City.

Celebrating Once Again!

2010-08-15T08:00:00.001-05:00

My little Nicki-bop turns four today!

Such a wonderful, unexpected, amazing gift to our family four years ago. He is just like a burst of sunshine lighting up the world everywhere he goes.

On such a special occasion I thought I’d totally copy my friend Danielle’s post on her sweet Isabelle born just a few days before Nicholas.

Nicholas @ birth

Nicholas @ 8 months or so

Nicholas @ one

Nicholas @ two

Nicholas @ three

Nicholas @ four—today!

Love you sweet baby. God so overwhelmingly, so unexpectedly, so amazingly blessed us with you. You are such a joy!

Spreading Joy

2010-08-12T07:30:00.001-05:00

The other day I was shopping in the mall and pushing Nicholas in his stroller. While walking through a beautiful display of draperies we noticed a lady sitting behind a desk where you place custom orders. She looked rather stressed and I think her day was going south.

Just as we were passing, her countance changed very suddenly and she started laughing outloud . . . my son was the culprit.

Though I couldn’t see his face because I was behind him, she said he was making the best pirate face at her.

Oh that boy!

He gets his pirate faces from that Veggies Tale movie . . . so glad he was able to bring some laughter to her day.

He does that to me all the time.

Bits of My Weekend-Volume 7

2010-08-10T08:57:00.003-05:00

Our weekend started off with my three boys wanting to make Ashley breakfast in bed for her birthday—so sweet. Totally their idea with no coaching or help from me. You might notice Nicholas was more or less supervising . . . when he wasn't distracted with his gameboy.

On Saturday Ashley got a manicure (french zebra) followed by dinner with lots of relatives at The Olive Garden—her favorite restaurant.

She's now loaded up with lots of moola (we have LOTS of relatives), a really fun camera, and excessive amounts of girl ~~accessories~~ necessities.

Can’t leave out this sweet picture of Ashley with my new niece Lily Faith . . . oh my goodness she’s the cutest thing!

Finished up the evening with a few more gifts at home—these were suppose to be for the next party . . . but who can win an argument with a 15 year old?! Besides, if I had won the argument, I wouldn't have realized how much my bookshelves could use some serious help from Heidi and Leah!

On Sunday we had the afore mentioned party at Teen Mania’s pool with some of Ashley's friends from school and youth group (1st year we invited boys—yikes!)

And here's the "Okay, let me appease my dad with the camera" shot.

This was followed by a slumber party for the girls.

Note to self: If you have a slumber party for your teenage daughter, you will not get any sleep. Your husband will not get any sleep. AND, you'll have lots of grumpy teenagers at your breakfast table. But they ate heartily nonetheless and it was a great time had by all.

Happy extended birthday, Ashley. I think we can officially say it’s over now . . . at least until next year!

The inspiration for "Bits of My Weekend" is my good friend Michelle . . . she could use an encouraging word today if you have time to stop by.

15!

2010-08-06T08:56:00.004-05:00

Really.

She’s 15.

Ashley's ecstatic . . . this is the year she gets her driving permit!

It's such a special day, we're living it up big . . . all weekend long. Bits to follow.

Happy Birthday Ashley. You have been such a gift to all of us!

Relief!

2010-07-29T09:03:00.007-05:00

We've been enduring a heatwave . . . which is perfectly normal here in East Texas. With the thermostat hanging out at 105, the kids have been trying lots of different ways to stay cool.

Today it is 77 and overcast—perfect!

The Inevitable

2010-07-27T09:57:00.006-05:00

When did this happen?

Yesterday Ashley and I stopped in at Brookshires to grab a few groceries. Brookshires is refreshing. Not only do they play Christian music while you shop, they train their employees to smile, make eye contact and greet you as you walk through their doors.

I think it was the first time in 14 years that didn’t happen.

The young teenage greeter who would have normally done this could not seem to take his eyes off of the ~~daughter~~ potential prom date at my side—his smile and greeting were for her alone.

I’ve been dragging Ashley to Brookshires with me for years . . . I still kind of think of her as the six year old I’m trying to keep from opening a candy bar in the check out line so I’ll have to buy it. She did that once.

Oh nuts!

I knew this day would one day come.

Bits of My Weekend-Volume 6

2010-07-26T08:40:00.000-05:00

We started the weekend by catching the new flick Ramona and Beezus with my sister and neice (the extra kid is Elizabeth) . . . such a cute movie. I loved those books growing up. Don’t know if you can tell it from the picture, but my kids are getting rather tersty with Michelle and her Bits . . . okay, really they're just tersty with me and my camera—but it’s so much more fun to shift the blame.

Saturday morning I woke up to three boys sleeping on our bedroom floor. This is not new . . . Jonathan and Cole have been slipping out of bed somewhere in the wee hours for quite some time . . . but this is the first time I found Nicholas there too. What to do? What to do?

This is Ashley earning her loot for itunes, trendy threads and treats at the YWAM substation where she loves to hang out with friends. I’m so glad she’s back. During her week away at camp David decided Jonathan was old enough to take a stab at it . . . which led to a blue garden hose cut in half and wrapped around the cutting deck . . . which led to many hours of repair work . . . not to mention my beautiful magnolia tree which is no longer with us. Sigh. He’s eleven. Maybe next year.

In the afternoon David and I ditched the kids and headed out for some alone time. We stopped by Jon and Kelly's to check out their latest sodding project. While there we took a moment to check on their vineyard. This is my little nephew, Matthew, standing next to some very beautiful Concord grapes. They are about a week out from harvest. Jon and Kelly never cease to amaze us with their projects and undertakings.

We did some running around in Tyler and then met up with some good friends for some good eats at the Outback—very fun.

Since I wasn’t with the kids, I gave them my camera and told them to take some pictures while we were gone. (Didn’t want to miss out on any Bits). To ensure it’s proper protection, I informed Ashley that if it didn’t make it’s way back to me, her future wedding would be held in the back yard with hot dogs and paper plates. I believe strongly in giving good incentive . . . especially for the child who jumped in the pool with her cell phone in her pocket and accidently left her ipod on some outdoor bleachers at a track meet. I’m just sayin’.

Not wanting to disappoint their mother, this is what I found awaiting my return.

Freak me out already!

In my very nicest tone of voice I asked how high up that branch was. They informed me I didn't want to know. Nice.

The fun never ends over at Six in the City. Be sure to click on over to catch some more Bits . . . or even join in with your own.

Preserving the Memories

2010-07-23T08:20:00.005-05:00

After a somewhat lengthy hiatus from blogging . . . I'm back! I mean really!

Though I never stopped "reading" updates from my blogging pals, I had to stop commenting and posting so much as I was focused on other things.

I’ve been trying to make my way back for quite some time, but it was a birthday gift that kind put me over the top. My husband surprised me last month with a hardbound book of my four years of “Mommy Blogging.”

What an amazing gift! While I leafed through it a couple of times, it was actually my kids who couldn't put it down. They absolutely DEVOURED it.

It’s like when we were in school and the class year books arrived . . . you could focus on nothing else until you had seen every picture and snippet about yourself. Here was four years worth of tidbits, pictures and funny memories that they had previously been clueless about.

Suddenly I was being quoted at the dinner table, laughed about at family gatherings and asked to elaborate on various posts. Such fun!

So for all the many reasons I love blogging, really I’m back because of the gift it is to them . . . memories of their childhood captured forever.

Bits of My Weekend-Volume 5

2010-07-19T17:15:00.011-05:00

While trying to endure excessively high temperatures, we enjoyed a couple of outings over the week-end. On Saturday we celebrated my brother-in-law, Kent's, birthday. This is Nicholas "helping" Kent open his birthday presents . . . this has become the norm and everyone pretty much lets him do the opening.

This is my nephew, Caleb. Though he would never tell you so, he just was awarded the honor of "Best Trombone Player in the World" for ages 18 and under. This was quite an amazing accomplishment. He was selected as one of the three finalist and was flown to Austin to perform live. This Austin part was a little bit sad as each year this is held in a different location . . . and usually in a different country. Austin isn't much of a trip when you live a mere 5 hours away, but it was a very high honor nonetheless.

And this precious little one is my new niece Lily Faith. She is two and a half weeks old and has only been home for a few days. She spent the first two weeks of her life in the NICU after swallowing lots of water in the birthing process. She is our little miracle and is the sweetest little doll. One had to stand in line if they were going to hold her on Saturday . . . the line was quite long!

On Sunday we headed up to David's parents house on the lake after church. It was something like 105 and the water was something like 97—we are sweltering here in Texas! But the kids had a blast while Grandad took them tubing behind his boat.

Unfortunately Nicholas didn't get to go. He cried and cried but once again forced a smile when I pulled out the camera.

Marybeth made a wonderful lunch and we immensely enjoyed the fellowship. We're so blessed to have almost all of our family near us even though none of us are from Texas. Truly we are blessed indeed!

Be sure and read up on more bits at Six in the City!

The Backup Plan

2010-07-12T11:50:00.003-05:00

Nicholas: Mom, can I go down to the treehouse with Jonathan and Cole?

Me: Okay, but PLEASE don’t fall!

Nicholas: It’s okay, Mom. If I fall, I’ll come back to the house and hold you.

Bits of My Weekend-Volume 4

2010-06-29T15:59:00.016-05:00

Our lives have been so very full lately. This past weekend Ashley finished up a week at Teen Mania’s Extreme Camp and then Jonathan took off for a week at Sky Ranch’s Be*Volution Camp. I’m getting so good at the laundry-pack-unpack-laundry routine.

This is a sweet little guy who was with us for a couple of weeks. Over the weekend we said our goodbyes. Our house feels so empty without him . . . but he is now with family and that’s a good thing.

We celebrated Father’s Day quite late as David was in California for a wedding on the actual day. Ashley (being at camp) missed the celebration. As the kids get older it’s harder and harder to all be at the same place at the same time.

David missed his birthday to boot . . . so on Saturday we celebrated at my sister’s in-laws’ house . . . always such fun.

Oh and one really great tip I discovered over the weekend: If your kids are begging for a bucket of army men (after seeing Toy Story 3), it’s $15 at Walmart. But if you go just two aisles over you can purchase a far better set of army men for $3 . . . it just doesn’t say “Toy Story 3” on the label. : )

It feels to me like the summer is flying by . . . so nice to capture a few bits of it here. Be sure and check out more bits at my good friend, Michelle’s.

Bits of My Weekend-Volume 3

2010-06-06T19:48:00.017-05:00

Over the weekend we started off by finishing up all the lengthy paperwork for The Bair Foundation and are now once again licensed to be foster parents. We are so excited to re-embark on this adventure and help kids in need.

Friday night we attended the grand finale of Cowboy Camp at Grammy and Grandad's house. We got to enjoy lots of fun songs, skits, awards and even the reciting of Psalm 16 by the entire group—what an amazing accomplishment!

This is a picture of Nicholas with Grammy and Grandad when we were dropping off the other kids. It very accurately depicts his feelings about the "you have to be 6" rule to stay . . . so sad!

It also happened to be my birthday, so we finished the evening with cake, gifts and the like.

We ended the fun of the weekend by playing putt-putt . . . which in actuality it was way too hot to be playing putt-putt, so we ended it a little early to once again bask in the wonder of air conditioning.

Be sure and read up on more bits at Six in the City!

Special Note to anyone who notices:
I wrote this on June 6 but just realized I hadn't published it today (June 29th). Life got crazy for the next two weeks as we took in a little guy de-toxing from cocaine . . . my apologies.

Bits of My Weekend-Volume 2

2010-05-31T19:29:00.008-05:00

Over the weekend we celebrated Memorial Day out at David's parent's house on Lake Fork. There were lots and lots of us (just family) but this is a picture of a few of us.

We had good eats,

lots of swimming in the lake,

lots of relaxing,

and a whole lot of fun!

But the best part of our weekend was the results of my mom-in-law's Pet Scan: "Cancer-free!" We are rejoicing! God is so good!

Be sure to head over to Six in the City to catch some more bits!

Bits of My Weekend-Volume 1

2010-05-24T07:58:00.021-05:00

Though I always read Michelle’s Volumes on “Bit’s of her Weekend," I never seem to have pictures at the end of mine. But alas, after a long few days in Dallas, I woke up this morning with something like 102 pictures on my camera to choose from . . . so here’s a few bits of my own:

We started of at the beautiful Arboretum and Botanical Garden.

One really should start early in the morning, because it is such a wonderful place, quite large, and quite pricey if you’re only there for a couple of hours . . . which unfortunately we were—but we had so much fun we were glad we went.

We stayed at the beautiful Crown Plaza where we got to swim lots and enjoy local Dallas restaurants like this sweet little Chinese place.

The kids all wanted a Denny’s Grand Slam for breakfast.

And here I lost my the argument with the five others in my party and had to smell the almost irresistible aroma of Steak and Shake (I took in a veggie sandwich from Subway).

We were all having such a great time until Nicky accidentally ran into the metal bar which was just at the height of his forehead. A lady at a nearby table ran out to her medical supply van and gave us some instant ice packs—so sweet . . . and helpful as Nicky’s forehead was quickly becoming a goose egg. Though this picture doesn't show it, he cried and cried—but when David pulled the camera out, this was his attempt at a smile.

We also took in a little shopping at Grapevine Mills Mall.

We ended our stay in Dallas by attending a Firestorm Conference with Kevin Dedmon who is a pastor at Bethel Church in Redding, California. Having just read both of his books, “The Ultimate Treasure Hunt” and “Unlocking Heaven,” I was so excited to get to go. He taught on being people who bring Heaven to earth so that His will can be done on earth as it is in Heaven.

At one point during the conference we broke up into teams to go "Treasure Hunting". We took 10 minutes to ask God to give us "clues" and then used the "clues" like a treasure map as we went into the community looking for "treasure" (people who needed a touch from the Lord). Our little team, David, Marybeth (my mother-in-law) and I, ended up having 12 encounters. It totally blew us away how the "clues" on our list would open us up to the most amazing opportunities to bless complete strangers with God's goodness and love. Truly it was one of the best weekends of my life . . . and so nice to now have these little "bits" to remember it by!

How to Earn a Cookie 101

2010-01-29T13:01:00.003-06:00

Nicholas (age 3): Mom, will you turn on the light?

Me: Sure.

Nicholas: That’s great mom. Now I can see your picture. You look like an angel.

The Best Loved Doll

2010-01-27T10:57:00.006-06:00

Lately I’ve been remembering things from my childhood. One of those memories is a book I used to check-out from the library over and over. I never seemed to grow tired of this sweet story.

So just the other day, nearly 40 years later, I clicked on google to try and find it. I was not disappointed. Amazon has it . . . because Amazon has everything—sweet!

I just received The Best Loved Doll in the mail and within moments I was transported back in time. I just love this little book.

Oh The Drama!

2010-01-22T10:39:00.004-06:00

Nicholas (age 3): Mom, Can I go to Grandma's?

Me: Not now Nicholas. Maybe later.

Nicholas: But Mom! I REALLY MISS my grandma!

Me: Not now Nicholas. Maybe later.

Nicholas: But Mom! My grandma REALLY MISSES me!

Me: Not now Nicholas. Maybe later.

Nicholas: Mom! You're breaking my heart!

Merry Christmas From Our House To Yours!

2008-12-26T19:40:00.003-06:00

My Sentiments Exactly!

2008-11-08T19:28:00.004-06:00

The song you are about to listen to is from a Las Vegas Diamond Rio concert. They received an immediate resounding standing ovation, and continue to do so every time they perform it. Although Diamond Rio has never before done a statement song, they felt compelled to record "In God We Still Trust." Sadly major radio stations wouldn't play it because it was considered 'politically incorrect'. Consequently, the song was never released to the public . . .

Let It Be

2008-11-07T11:06:00.000-06:00

The other day, while running errands in the mall, I was just getting ready to leave when I noticed off to my left a haircutting shop with a $12 sign outside. Spontaneously, I thought, “The time has come.” Just as I was getting ready to maneuver Nicholas’ stroller in the right direction, a middle-aged man was walking by going the other direction. Suddenly he stopped, walked back a few steps and said to me, “Oh, that hair is too much! He has perfect hair!”

I promise you, I DON’T MAKE THESE THINGS UP!! What’s up with that?! Here I was on the verge of giving in to the pressure (not sure whether it’s imagined or real) to get my young son’s hair cut . . . and here before me was someone validating my deep down desire to just let it be. I LOVE Nicki’s red, moppy, fly in the wind curls.

So whether the man was human or an angel unaware, Nicki still has his curls . . . and I’m clinging to the 80’s for as long as I can.

Who Are You Voting For In '08?

2008-08-26T14:11:00.003-05:00

He gets my vote!

School Has Begun!

2008-08-23T14:28:00.002-05:00

Monday began our first week of school!

After all the stress of our previous school having to close, last spring we began the hunt for a new Christian school. After many interviews with different schools, lots of testing (9 hours worth) we are thankful to be enrolled and active at our new school: Christian Heritage.

As I sat in one of the little desks in Jonathan’s fourth grade classroom on parent’s night, I thought back to my own fourth grade year. It was one of my favorites. Mrs. Traub read aloud to us The Bears of Blue River and Charlotte’s Web. I learned multiplication, made a large cardboard cutout of the state of Indiana decorated with corn, and was first introduced to the Little House books, which I subsequently devoured. When the entire class colored pictures of "Casper the Friendly Ghost" to hang above the chalk board, mine stood out starkly from the rest in a multi-colored bikini—I guess that was the 60's child coming out in me. Our student teacher did comment on my creativity.

That was 35 years ago and I still vividly remember my classmates, the smell of the coat closet, the gentle, loving sound of Mrs. Traub’s voice and the joy of getting lost in a good book. On April 3rd of that year a tornado completely leveled our high school. We then went half days for the rest of the school year as we had to share our school building with other students who no longer had a building of their own. I wrote little notes to the girl who shared my desk in the afternoon. Though we never met personally, we wrote back and forth for the remainder of the year. I hope Jonathan will someday look back on his fourth grade year and remember it as fondly as I remember mine.

Ashley is now a seventh grader and Cole is in Kindergarten (although our school actually calls it “Reading Class” as reading is it’s primary focus). Because our new school doesn’t do uniforms, I spent two entire days, with four kids in tow, shopping for school clothes. I really hated having to say goodbye to uniforms (they make life so much easier), but the kids are very glad to be able to add their own personality to the way they dress.

Nicholas is quite sad when I drop the kids off each morning. He is learning how to play by himself and I’m loving the one on one time with him. He is pure joy!

Happy Birthday Ashley!

2008-08-06T06:51:00.007-05:00

Today Ashley is thirteen—a teenager! Where has the time gone? It seems like just yesterday she was a little squirt in pigtails.

We have some fun things planned for this evening, but because her best friend, Megan, is on vacation in San Antonio . . . we’ll do a belated birthday bash sleepover when she gets home.

Please indulge me as I travel down memory lane. This is a little pictorial of the thirteen years. We love you, Ashley! May your thirteenth year be filled with much joy.

Talent In The Making?

2008-07-31T09:30:00.000-05:00

Occassionally I plug in my camera to upload pictures and find surprises . . . such is the life of a mom with a nine year old photographer wannabe.

I think they're pretty good. Any true photographers want to weigh in?

Talent or no talent, he definitely lacks fear of being stung!

Updates Now Available

2008-07-28T08:01:00.003-05:00

For those who would like to follow my journey as I battle cancer, I've started a new blog to give updates and share the many things I'm learning. You can access it at Dancing with the Daffodils. Thank you all for your outpouring of love, support and prayers.

I'll continue to "Mommy blog" here and share the cancer info there.

What Is Summer Without Lemonade?

2008-07-22T20:42:00.003-05:00

To fully understand the significance, one must first realize we live in the absolute middle of no where. Secondly, there isn’t much traffic. Furthermore, if someone does happen to drive by, they are more likely to notice the horses across the street than my young son attempting to sell lemonade . . . but sell lemonade he did. While holding this little sign and doing a Texas jig, I guess our huge metropolis of traffic couldn’t help but stop and quench their thirst.

First a huge rig truck stopped by. After that it was a police officer. Before my young son’s first attempt at entrepreneurship ended he had made six customers and $2.25 . . . not bad seeing how he was only charging 10¢ a cup!

Barney Is So Not Vogue

2008-04-23T07:59:00.003-05:00

Cole (age 5) has been working on his reading skills and I decided to purchase a dvd to help his progress along. Hoping to save on online postage, I searched high and low at our local Walmart for one that might be beneficial. Though they had lots of dvds, most of them didn’t seem very educational.

I finally did find a Barney one I thought would help him out. When David tried to encourage its viewing in our household later in the day, this is how it went:

David: Hey guys, here’s a really great dvd for you to watch.

Ashley: No way! I’m not watching Barney!

Jonathan: Dad, you KNOW Barney is for babies.

David: (With a silent “help me out here” look toward his older, less than helpful, offspring) Well, if you must know, Mom really bought this for Cole. I just thought you ALL could watch it together.

Jonathan: (Finally getting the nudge) That’s so cool, Dad. Come on Cole—let’s go watch it.

Cole: Try Nicholas, Dad! I’m not into big, fat purple dinosaurs.

Oh well. I tried. I guess I’ll have to find something online for the “more mature” pre-kindergartner.

Maybe I’m Ungrateful

2008-04-11T07:27:00.000-05:00

Recently the athletics department at our small school held their annual raffle to raise money for our sports program. In the past we have been more than dutiful, buying up boatloads of these tickets . . . and last year I even won a few taper candles. Whoo hoo!

This year we decided not to participate since Ashley didn’t play basketball and because we couldn’t actually attend the event. But because my daughter can be OBSTINATELY PERSISTENT, David finally gave in on the final day of sales and purchased one, lone $3 raffle ticket.

Wow did our phone ring off the hook that evening! To my most arduous chagrin, David WON the grand prize!

What’s the chances? I vowed to never let my kids (or husband) ride one of these. Can someone please explain this to me?! Did the planets line up? Should we be playing lotto (even though we don't believe in gambling), are we just ~~lucky~~ unlucky? (Oh yeah, we don't believe in luck either).

We do believe in blessings—and receive them daily . . . I'm just personally not convinced this is a blessing. (Unless, of course, my husband would let me sell it . . . )

Any takers?

Oh The Things A Mom Will Do

2008-04-09T11:33:00.002-05:00

I have found in life there are many things that are simply not fair. Personally I have an absolute abhorrence for frogs. One might then deduce I simply don’t allow frogs to be part of my life . . . that would be an inaccurate premise with faulty deductive reasoning. (Logic 201, 1983).

After carefully budgeting the amount of money we were going to spend on Christmas presents last December . . . I (not we) purchased all of the kids’ gifts, wrapped them, put them under the tree to await the anticipation of Christmas morning. It was at this juncture David decided the Christmas shopping wasn’t quite finished. (Even though the budget was). He was quite sure his kids absolutely NEEDED a Tadpole Habitat where his dear children could at their leisure raise frogs. Did you get that?! RAISE FROGS!! (These are the kinds of things we inadvertently forgot to discuss in the dating phase.)

Without my blessing he, of course, was rewarded by all three of our older kids being in agreement that this was not only the best gift of Christmas 2007, but the best gift they have ever received! Whatever.

So now, while my children are at school, our kind mailman brings right to my door little packages with warnings about live creatures inside . . . blah, blah, blah. To add to my angst, one corner of my daughter’s bedroom has now been draped with a blanket and a warning for me to not come near. Whatever happened to a parent’s ability to say, “Not under my roof . . .”?

So I guess I am now resigned to the small fact my house is a breeding ground for the creatures I hate most on this planet. Do you think one day my kids will look back on their growing up years and recognize the personal sacrifice their frog-hating mother engaged in for them? I’m preserving it here on the internet so that one day maybe they’ll understand.

In the words of Charlie Brown, “Aaaarrrrggghhhh!”

God Answers!

2008-04-08T10:07:00.002-05:00

A big thank you to everyone who has been joining me in prayer in their laundry rooms. In case you haven’t heard (I hadn’t until my good friend J-Lynn informed me) Pastor Balaev (highlighted in my last post) was released from prison on March 19, 2008! You can read more about his story here.

Wow! How incredible is that?! I know God hears and answers when we call. How faithful He is!

“The earnest prayer of a righteous person has great power and wonderful results.” James 5: 16 (NLT)

Won't You Join Me?

2008-02-20T13:00:00.010-06:00

Lately I’ve been hanging out on websites that make me sad—the persecuted church around the world is overwhelmingly large; the children of the world so needy, abused, exploited and alone.

Possibly the saddest picture floating in my head this week is this one. Oh what I wouldn't give to be her mom and treat her like the princess she was born to be. Today as I sorted mounds of laundry I prayed for her. Though I’ve never met her personally and don’t even know her name, I just can’t forget those sad little eyes trapped in a prison she only knows as her life.

I also prayed for the pastor I read about earlier this morning. As I jumped from one site to another following an email I had received, I couldn’t help the tears that flowed for these fellow believers in the hands of tyranny. In-between applying Spray and Wash and loading darks, God gave me an idea. I’ve decided to dedicate my “laundry time” to lifting up children in need and those suffering around the world for the sake of Christ.

Inside these walls of my more than comfortable home, God has inspired me with a way to touch the lives of children who are orphaned, abused or exploited and Christians suffering in horrendous prison cells enduring hunger, torture, and separation from loved ones. With a mounted bulletin board just in front of my washing machine, I’ve placed pictures and articles of people I want to be praying for. Knowing most of my readers are moms like me, doing loads of laundry every week, I wonder if you might like to join me in your own laundry rooms. Somehow it’s like redeeming the time for a cause far bigger than making sure our kids have clean clothes to wear.

Here are some links to help us get started:
Orphans First
Open Doors
Compass Direct News

Please leave a comment if you’re joining—I’d like to add tiny profile pictures of you along the top border of my bulletin board reminding me I’m not alone in this small endeavor.

Though most of us can’t physically do anything to help these ones in need, we can lift them up to the One who can.

While Riding In The Van . . .

2008-01-30T09:29:00.000-06:00

Cole: Mom, Jonathan used the “N” word!

Knowing Jonathan would never use the “N” word I asked,

“Cole, what’s the “N” word?

Cole: Stupid!

Hmmmm, how much am I paying in tuition again?

What Could Be More Fun Than Turning 5?!

2007-12-27T12:35:00.000-06:00

Even though it has a bent toward getting lost in the mix, Cole had a delightful birthday—took chocolate sprinkled cupcakes for his class, had a pizza party with his cousins and was given the gift he as been asking for ALL YEAR: Buzz Lightyear (Thank you Amazon!) He also ended up with a Buzz Lightyear remote control car (so cool) and an amazing remote control car with lots of power, zip and turn-on-a-dime steering.

It’s so hard for me to believe this little guy is 5! He came into the world so peacefully, was an amazingly easy baby, and has been the absolute joy of everyone in our family ever since.

Born for the stage, Cole immediately turns into performance mode if the spotlight is on. He can ham it up with a huge grin and amazingly send a room full of people into hysterics with very little effort. Tenderhearted, kind and full of spunk, Cole loves anything involving action . . . and yet enjoys curling up with a good book—especially if his big brother, Jonathan, will read it to him.

Happy 5 Years, Cole! We are so thankful we get to be your parents!

Merry Christmas!

2007-12-25T10:48:00.000-06:00

I know what you're thinking . . . sheeeish, couldn't she find one with Cole's eyes open?!

Uh, the answer would be, "Noooo." I guess Cole just discovered a new way of posing for pictures—ALL of them!

Merry Christmas!

The Holidays Are Here

2007-12-17T09:12:00.000-06:00

Ah, it’s that time of year. It is exactly one week until Christmas Eve . . . meaning today is our anniversary and Cole’s birthday! The holidays—all jumbled together.

Since we will be having a birthday party for Cole tonight, our anniversary celebration will be moved to a more conducive date. Personally, I'm hoping for a visit to Mr. Simmon's house—a minister who restores old and rare clocks in his garage. Since we've been in the market for a Cuckoo Clock for quite some time, David's parents recommended we give him a call. They discovered him when they needed some repair work done on their own Cuckoo Clock—a Hasz family antique brought over many years back from Germany.

David did give Mr. Simmons a call the other day; it went something like this:

David: Hello Mr. Simmons, we were wondering if you have any Cuckoo Clocks.

Mr. Simmons: I surely do. I've got an eight day Cuckoo Clock . . . and then I've got a DANDY! (Think thick Texas draw).

His DANDY has me intrigued. Since he is only about an hour away, I'm lobbying (via my blog) that a visit to Mr. Simmon's is how we celebrate . . . of course, with dinner at a great restaurant somewhere on the way.

Happy Anniversary Babe! Fourteen years of wedded bliss.

From Our House To Yours

2007-12-12T08:56:00.000-06:00

Ah, the deadline draws nigh . . . thus I must post my Christmas tour for Heidi Jo’s Holiday Home Tour Extravaganza. Welcome to the sights and sounds of our Christmas decor. This is our entryway with our little lighted snowman.

Next is our Christmas tree. The gigantic gift in the back is for ME from David. Hmmmm, wonder what it could be?

This is our stairway decorated exclusively by Ashley, who was way to cool to actually pose for the camera.

These are the Christmas Carolers who stopped by Sunday night—wow, could they ever sing! Beautiful!

And lastly, is our fireplace mantle with four stockings hanging dutifully limp in anticipation of being stuffed to the brim on Christmas morn.

You might notice the ears on the third one sticking out quite excessively. This is because if you squeeze one, this is what you get:

The rule at our house is his ear can be squeezed only once a day! Merry Christmas from our house to yours.

The Evening That Almost Wasn't

2007-12-07T08:30:00.000-06:00

Though I can’t remember ever having the conversation, my husband was quite insistent that I had agreed to go to a Michael W. Smith concert in Dallas a couple of nights ago. Not only was it pricey, on a school night, and a lengthy drive, I really hadn’t been to a Christian Concert since about 1983 and wasn’t even a little bit enthusiastic about it . . . so much so that we almost gave our tickets away at the last minute to anyone who would take them. When it came right down to it though, we finally decided to ditch our kids (we had to hire 3 different babysitters to make it work and hire another girl to take Ashley to her dance lessons) and go with our good friends Heath and Alisa to the concert.

Wow! Was I in for a surprise. I LOVED this concert! It was set in the Morton H. Meyerson Symphony Center which was decorated incredibly beautiful for Christmas. Our seats were right above the stage where we had a bird’s eye view of the Dallas Symphony Orchestra—whose magnificent sounds could possibly compete with the ensembles of heaven. Getting to hear The Katinas and Melinda Doolittle (American Idol finalist) was an added bonus. The atmosphere and music were simple majestic. Such a nice way to celebrate the Christmas season. My only regret is that I didn’t take my two older kids—I think it would have been great inspiration for their own musical pursuits.

We topped off the evening by eating at The Cheesecake Factory and I even got a chance to run into my favorite store next door: The Container Store. What a great night! What a great husband to be so thoughtful! Honestly, I would have paid double for such a wonderful evening.

Santa's Helper

2007-11-30T11:51:00.000-06:00

Okay, Ladies. It’s that time of year again . . . time to buy that perfect gift for yourself from your husband.

What? That takes the fun out of it? Where is the surprise element?

Ladies, don’t kid yourself. Have you ever truly liked the gift he picked out for you? Or better yet, the one his personal assistant picked up? (After he told her what to buy, of course). Has he ever been able to actually remember any of the little hints you gave him from Thanksgiving Day all the way up to Christmas Eve?

After fourteen Christmas’ with my husband, I finally decided the best way to get what I really want, really like, with the price tag being just right, I decided to buy it myself. My husband’s response:

“You are the woman! You are the most amazing wife in the entire world! You don’t even understand how great this is!”

So ladies. Release him from the burden. Make your Christmas merry. GO BUY YOUR CHRISTMAS PRESENT!

Oh, and if you happen to ask him afterwards if he’d like you to wrap it as well . . . it's probably safe to assume his response will be similar to the one I got from mine, “That would be awesome!”

Forgetting Not His Benefits

2007-11-27T08:31:00.000-06:00

Thanksgiving was wonderful. We drove to Amy’s (David’s sister) house north of Dallas where we had the most wonderful Thanksgiving meal. David’s parents joined us as well as Sam’s (David’s brother) family. It was absolutely perfect!

We spent a bit of time reflecting on what we are thankful for. I am thankful for so much.

I am thankful for Jesus and His consuming presence in our lives, the wonderful guy I’m married to, our extended families, good health, the abundant blessings of the Lord . . .

and

these

four

little

darlings.

The Rip-Off

2007-11-20T15:46:00.000-06:00

When you walk into your living room and notice your camera is sitting on the coffee table, you smile because you realize your daughter forgot to put it back in your purse this morning. When you mentally try and recall how much actual cash you saw in your billfold yesterday, you again can’t help but grin remembering that you gave every last bit down to your last dime to your kids for the missionary offering. When you walk in your office and see your daytimer sitting open on your desk, you chuckle in disbelief because you actually meant to stick it in your handbag before leaving.

So, I guess the guy who attempted to rob me blind at the pharmacy today got away with a credit card that I canceled before he was ever able to make an attempt at using, a debit card with the same results, a few checks that if he tries to use will be returned stamped “Stop Payment.”

Since the police report has been filed and the surveillance camera got a full and clear shot of him . . . I’m thinking he might regret his decision to swipe what didn’t belong to him . . . unless of course, he just really enjoys reading through the journal of sermon notes he finds among his rather scanty bounty.

Though it did cost me a bit of inconvenience, I’d have to say it was a much more costly mistake for him. Oh, and the child who forgot to put my camera back . . . she got thanked immensely for being disobedient, irresponsible and forgetful. : ) She also got a big hug and lunch out with mom.

Do You Have A Need For Sparkle and Bling?

2007-11-02T08:15:00.000-05:00

Marilyn Monroe once sang that diamonds are a girl’s best friend. I’d have to say I disagree.

Though I didn’t ask for them, and though I’ve never been a diamond-wearing kind of girl, David bought me diamond earrings last December for our 13th wedding anniversary. Though I wear them, some days I hugely regret that such a thoughtful gift ever crossed my dear husband’s mind . . . like the day I dropped one on my bathroom floor. I couldn’t find it. After crawling all over the floor and underneath the vanity, I noticed a very small, hairline crevice between the vanity and the ceramic tile. After I removed six ceramic tiles, I found my little diamond earring. That was about 8 months ago . . . and those tiles have yet to be replaced.

And then there was yesterday. I dropped one in my bathroom sink. After falling down the drain I mentally debated as to weather I should remove the trap under my sink and retrieve it . . . or just let it go. I actually gave it a shot, but the pipes were too tight for me to turn. I didn’t use that sink the rest of the day and then David recovered my small diamond earring when he got home from work.

Or how about when you can’t find your diamond earrings. After a thorough search you find them in the trunk of your young son’s play car. Nice!

I guess I don’t get it. I’m totally fine with $20 earrings—just nice enough to not make my ears sore. Then, when something unfortunate happens, it’s not a big deal. I can handle losing $20 bucks. Am I alone here? I have a feeling I am.

There They Go

2007-10-30T09:11:00.000-05:00

Our volleyball team placed third at the district finals.

Way to go, girls!

You are awesome!

And You Thought You Were Having A Bad Day . . .

2007-10-25T09:09:00.000-05:00

Parenting Failure Of The Week

2007-10-22T14:17:00.001-05:00

On Saturday we went out to David’s parent's house on the lake. As we pulled up David told the kids that his aunt and uncle were visiting from Colorado.

He gave a short synopsis of how they were related to both him and their granddad.

Cole asked, “Does that mean we have to be nice to them?”

A little surprized at my sweet son’s question, I replied, “Yes Cole! We are nice to everyone!”

Cole: “Oh yeah, I forgot.”

Home Again, Home Again

2007-10-17T08:27:00.000-05:00

David and I (along with Cole and Nicholas) just got back last night from a week in Minneapolis. We had the most amazing time hanging out with good friends, visiting some great churches, interacting with students on the North campus and meeting new people. What a whirlwind this week has been! Even though I googled to get the weather, somehow I was off about 20 degrees . . . so we were rather chilly most of the time.

Yesterday, after packing up to return home, we arrived a bit early at the airport. After waiting two hours to board our plane we were told our flight was being delayed two hours. After waiting two more hours we were told it was being delayed another 30 minutes.

Everyone has dealt with flight delays . . . it wouldn't have been so bad had we not had Nicholas with us. Poor little guy. He was so tired and cranky (me too, I just couldn't express myself in quite the same way.)

At 5:00 when we finally were all seated on our completely full flight (meaning the lap child really was a lap child), Nicholas was crying quite loudly. We were trying everything we could think of, but nothing would console.

One of the flight attendants came up and asked Nicholas, "What's the matter, Little Buddy?" Breaking all the tension in the air David replied, "He wanted to be on the 2:30 flight." All the passengers around us chimed in with, "Me too!"

Laughter all around. I've learned over the years this is a gift of David's and he never ceases to amaze me with his ability to turn the tide in tense situations.

Nicholas' crying soon turned into sleep . . . and his parents turned into very grateful passengers.

Bummer!

2007-10-08T09:18:00.000-05:00

No one likes bedtime around here (except for Nicholas) and our four year old does everything he can think of to try and avoid it.

A couple of nights ago, about 30 minutes after we put him to bed, Cole shuffled out to the living room with his little Buzz Lightyear (which he takes absolutely everywhere these days). He announced to me that Buzz was sooooo excited because he heard Dad turn on the playoffs . . . and Cole had promised Buzz he could watch the playoffs if Dad did.

Cole then proceeded to plop himself down on the sofa next to his dad to watch the game . . . as if this were the norm. Of course, we had to break it to him that though Buzz was certainly welcome to stay and watch the game, he, Cole, would actually have to go back to bed since it was a school night.

Poor Buzz . . . he ended up just going back to bed with Cole.

The Winning Team

2007-10-03T09:22:00.000-05:00

Seldom do I lose to David in Scrabble. Okay, “seldom” might not actually be the correct adverb . . . but I certainly do my best to skunk him.

But last night he pulled out his secret weapon—his nine year old son, Jonathan (and sidekick, Cole).

Jonathan is quite the little squirt. He studies the Scrabble dictionary in his free time and can phonically spell correctly just about any word you throw at him.

Just when David was getting ready to pass his turn because he honestly didn’t think he had a play, Jonathan informed him that indeed he did—“t-i-d-i-n-g-s.” If you’re a Scrabble player you know all seven letters means you get an extra 50 points. As if that wasn’t bad enough, he played it on the Triple Word Score! That extra 86 points kind of did me in.

Of course, my little son makes me very proud. The only one who might be prouder would be his Aunt Debbie . . . whose day will surely one day come. I don’t think she has actually ever lost a game of Scrabble, but Jonathan is preparing for the take-down! Note to Aunt Debbie from Jonathan: Be afraid! Be very afraid!!

Are You Smarter Than A Sixth Grader?

2007-10-01T09:02:00.000-05:00

Maybe it’s because I went to a government school . . . or maybe it’s just because I didn’t pay attention much, but lately when I look over Ashley’s school work, I realize I my little sixth grader is WAY smarter than me.

These questions are just a sampling of some recent ones I found in Ashley’s backpack. I DOUBLE DOG DARE you to take my little test . . . and post your results. Just for the record, I missed them all.

1. What is the diameter of the earth?

2. What is the circumference of the earth?

3. What people gave the alphabet to the world?

4. What is the fastest land animal on earth?

5. What is the only mammal that can fly?

6. The Persian Empire was conquered by what people?

Jot down your answers before you click on the comment button because I’ll have the answers posted there.

P.S. It is totally not fair to google and get your answers.

Happy Birthday Jonathan!

2007-09-22T18:47:00.000-05:00

It’s so hard for me to believe Jonathan is nine today. Where have the years gone?

Jonathan is such a sweet and lovable kind of guy—always so conscientious about the needs and feelings of others. He can usually be found devouring a book, beating someone in Scrabble, working on crafts or doing a puzzle.

I could go on and on about how really, truly great he is . . . but THIS is why I refrain.

This picture is of him and his new birthday puppy, Cody Jack.

Happy Birthday, Jonathan! You make my heart so happy and I'm abundantly blessed to be your mom!

Ditto To Lauren Green

2007-09-21T07:19:00.000-05:00

Okay, this week has been crazy, leaving me no time to blog . . . so I’m just getting around to expressing my SHEER and UTTER ANGER at Kathy Griffin’s remarks during the Emmy Awards last weekend.

Incase you haven’t yet seen Lauren Green’s response to Ms. Griffin on her blog, please check it out. Lauren is such a great and thoughtful writer and her words say so well what I feel.

Celebrating 40

2007-09-11T17:30:00.000-05:00

On Sunday Kelly and I (with Jordan and Nicholas in tow) flew to Colorado to help Michelle celebrate the big 40 . . . which is today!

We've been catching up on each others' lives, reminiscing on old times, leaving all the kids with Rod, eating great food, getting manicures, pedicures, massages and even make-overs at the Bobbi Brown counter. Serious celebrating is due when 40 rolls around.

But all things must come to an end and it's rather sad we have to leave tomorrow. I am having major withdraws from David, Ashley, Jonathan and Cole . . . so I'm also looking forward to heading back to Texas. Besides, Michelle needs to pack for her upcoming trip to . . . ?

Happy Birthday Michelle! 40 sure looks great on you.

Nighttime Moments

2007-09-04T08:56:00.000-05:00

Cole: Dad, I'm scared of the dark. Will you turn on the light?

David: Cole, you don't have to be afraid. Jesus is with you.

Cole: I know, Dad . . . but He doesn't turn on the light!

What Could Be More Fun?

2007-08-30T08:37:00.000-05:00

Cole went to his first birthday party of one of his classmates on Saturday. This was a birthday party of all birthday parties.

First they went into a room with “Build a Bear” animals all over the wall. They all got to choose one and then “build” it. Though it said as much in the invitation, I assumed the bears would be tiny—like the ones in Happy Meals at McDonald's. Oh no. They were regular size and if you've ever bought one (with all their paraphernalia), you know they
are rather pricey!

After their animals were dressed, they headed over to the table for pizza and lemonade followed by birthday cake. At this point they were all given a bag of tokens for the play room (like Chuckie Cheese) where they won tickets to be redeemed for small prizes. Hmmmm, do you think Cole might be a little bit on the short side?

Cole had a blast . . . but can I just say one thing? When it comes to birthday parties for his classmates, the bar has been set rather high!

A Majestic Display

2007-08-29T08:22:00.000-05:00

Yesterday we were driving home from school. Though it was sunny and bright, off in the distance I could see the sky was quite gray.

Within minutes we drove out of the sunshine and into a massive thunderstorm. All of sudden a huge streak of lightning lit up the sky in front of us, followed by a loud boom. We jumped a bit and then laughed at the unexpected and sudden change in the weather.

From the back of the van I heard Cole exclaim, "Mom, did you see that?! God is doing fireworks!"

Grab The Raid!

2007-08-28T07:22:00.000-05:00

Ashley is collecting spiders for Science class . . . this is just the sampling of the ones she caught living in our yard on Sunday afternoon.

Oh the joys of living in Texas!

In Case You Missed It

2007-08-25T22:09:00.000-05:00

Last week CNN aired a three night documentary entitled, "God's Warriors."
These are the excepts highlighting Teen Mania—incredible!

True Love

2007-08-24T07:43:00.000-05:00

You know your husband truly loves you when he agrees to go with you to movies like this.

Though the movie can't hold a candle to works Jane Austen herself crafted, it is a fun look at what her life might have been like.

I wouldn't consider it a must-see . . . but worth the eight dollars if you're a Jane Austen enthusiast—which I am.

Name That Product

2007-08-23T07:53:00.000-05:00

Last night when I was playing Jonathan in a game of Scrabble, the unfortunate happened. The pen I was using to keep score with exploded all over the pants I was wearing—which just happened to be my favorite!

I tried everything in my laundry room . . . Shout, color-safe bleach and Oxy-clean. The stain is still there.

Eight years ago, when Jonathan was a baby, a young man came to my door selling “stuff." Not particularly interested in the “stuff,” I did feel somewhat sorry for the young man who seemed to be having a rather bad day. So, thirty-eight dollars later (my husband after all these years has come to expect such things from me) I was the possessor of “stuff." It was approximately a 24 oz bottle of stain remover . . . which I soon found to be the BEST product I have ever purchased in my life!

The young man claimed it would remove ANY stain. My husband just so happened to have an ink stain in the pocket of a pair of pants that had been there for over a year. Since it didn’t really show, he was still able to wear the pants.

Giving the product a try, I picked that particular stain to start with. Within seconds the stain was GONE!! That was the most difficult difficulty I put before the powers of the 24 oz bottle. With flying colors it easily removed all of Jonathan’s babyfood stains, Ashley’s paint, dirt and the like.

Oh what I wouldn’t give for a 24 oz bottle of that young man’s “stuff” today. Does anyone out there have a clue as to what that product might have been? I have no recollection of the name, and I’ve never seen it in stores. But now I’m putting the powers of the internet to the test. Please, someone, name that product.

Just One Of Those Days

2007-08-21T09:03:00.000-05:00

I scheduled his appointment for after school—bad decision. When myself with all four kids in tow entered our orthodontist’s small waiting room to have Jonathan’s spacer put back in place, I knew something wasn’t quite right. Usually it is empty, but on this particular day there were eleven people waiting. We took the last seats available and settled down for what we knew would be a lengthy wait—not to be disappointed, it was an hour and a half.

Nicholas was NOT in the mood to wait . . . neither was I. But, like the good Mom I am, I tried to occupy my small, squirmy son with the little toys I stuffed in his diaper bag. He wasn’t interested.

After noticing there were nearly a dozen dead grasshoppers on the floor of what is usually an immaculate office, I felt compelled to contain my child who refuses under any circumstances to be contained. Unfortunately for me, it was obvious the mood of the room was rather tense and our orthodontist's impatient patients were less than thrilled with my overly energetic brood.

Like all good moms, I can force my three older kids into a somewhat angelic composure with a certain look I have . . . but Nicholas—after the first 30 minutes I was at my wits end as to what to do with him. Why was everybody staring at me like I had brought a hyena into the room instead of happy, bubbling baby?! Most of the parents in the room were there with their teenagers—long past the baby stage. Since I wasn’t receiving any empathic looks, I guess they didn’t remember how is was when their teenagers were one.

After a few minutes with the orthodontist, Jonathan’s spacer was put back in place and we were finally able to leave. Unfortunately, the spacer once again came out that evening . . . so, of course, it is back to the orthodontist.

So I’ve been wondering . . . is it just me? Since it’s so much more fun to laugh than fume, has anyone else had a bad day lately? Pleeeease share.

I Remember

2007-08-18T10:50:00.000-05:00

It just so happened I was among the many at his last and largest concert at Market Square arena in 1982. I remember the day of his death like it was yesterday—I was a teenager.

My youth group and I had just gotten back to our little church following a few nights on a retreat. When I walked in several of my peers were openly crying.

On learning that Keith Green had died earlier that day in a plane crash, I too felt the world’s loss.

A few weeks ago was the 25 year anniversary of his death. Many articles were written highlighting the event—if you’re an avid fan like me, I think you’ll find this interesting.

He left a lasting impact on so many lives including mine. Thank you Keith Green. Your “No Compromise” message still hits home today!

An Era Has Come To An End

2007-08-16T07:45:00.000-05:00

Ashley recently donated all of her dolls and doll paraphernalia to Grammy’s playroom for her younger cousins to enjoy. For me it’s like a sweet era filled with imaginary tea parties, being a pretend mommy and making an attempt to be just like me, has come to an end. In just one short year she will be a teenager!

Where have the years gone? I miss pigtails and big ribbons, frilly dresses and patent leather shoes—Ashley’s WAY to cool for cute. Though occasionally Ashley will play Candyland with Cole if he begs, she has definitely moved on to bigger things like her mp3 player, her ifish, webkinz, and dare I say boys? Maybe I’m in denial, but David says she has definitely discovered their existence . . . yikes!

For me the handing down of those once beloved dolls was a sad moment in time. But in the midst of their departure, Ashley got a sudden look of nostalgia in her eyes and pulled her favorite doll, Abigail out of the mix. That sweet, spontaneous act did my heart a world of good. Sure she’s getting bigger, but she will ALWAYS be my little girl at heart.

So goodbye little dolls . . . hello all things tween!

Nicholas Turns One!

2007-08-15T06:25:00.000-05:00

Has it really been a year?! Sweet little Nicholas turns one today! Since Daddy’s out of town we’ll have a belated birthday party.

Whenever someone asks how old he is I say, “He is almost one but he thinks he’s ten!” There is NOTHING this child won’t try. He never seems to mind when his attempts at walking, climbing or wrestling one of his brothers aren’t quite so successful—he just loves pushing the envelope on what he can do.

I’ve decided Nicholas only has one disposition—he is simply happy ALL the time. If he’s not grinning at you he is laughing hysterically. This child is the epitome of a positive attitude.

Happy Birthday Baby Nicholas! You are the best surprise God ever gave us!

Goodbye Summer

2007-08-14T07:39:00.000-05:00

It's that time of year again . . . yesterday the kids headed back to school.

Ashley is in the 6th grade, Jonathan in 3rd and Cole is in K-4. Hello early mornings, overstuffed backpacks, sack lunches and homework.

Contrary to what is looks like in the picture, Ashley is not so happy about going back to school. Jonathan is overjoyed and Cole is nearly beside himself with excitement. Yesterday I peeked in on Cole just before their lunch break. His eyes were big, his face solemn and I could tell he was trying hard to take in every word his teacher was saying.

It is so hard to make the transition from being the center of his world to letting him start down the road of eighteen years of education. Though I'd rather have him here with me, I know we are making the right decision. His teacher is incredible and he will be reading by Christmas. We have never regretted putting Jonathan in this program. It provided him with an excellent foundation to build on.

Those are the kinds of things I keep telling myself . . . and now that it's in writing I can keep reading it over and over again. I guess part of me hopes I'll get a phone call asking me to come and get him—that he's just not ready; give him another year. I must admit, when another little boy cried and cried yesterday and wouldn't let his mom leave, I was a little envious.

But, this morning Cole assured me that indeed he DID want to go back to school today. So now the house is strangely quiet and it's just Nicholas and I holding down the fort. Can you imagine the basketcase I'll be three years from now when it's Nicholas' turn? Let's not even think about that!

Sleeping One The Job

2007-08-09T09:37:00.001-05:00

We are very careful about what our kids watch on television. Tivo is a mom’s best friend in protecting little kids from a lot of garbage they shouldn’t be watching. With the help of such wonderful technology, we don’t even let our kids watch commercials . . . which is why the following interaction in the van the other day took us by surprise.

Cole: Hey Mom, there’s the number you can count on.

Off to the left we could see Cole was pointing to a Super8 motel sign along the freeway. Totally surprised that he would know their advertising bi-line David asked,

“How do you know, Cole?”

I saw it on a commercial when you and mom fell asleep.

Happy Birthday Ashley!

2007-08-07T21:00:00.000-05:00

Ashley and David are home from Romania. Though Ashley was kind of jet-lagging and could have really used some sleep, we headed off to Dallas yesterday to celebrate her 12th birthday!

Happy Birthday, Ashley! We have so greatly loved these last twelve years of watching you become the beautiful young lady you are today.

Movin’ On Up

2007-08-02T09:37:00.001-05:00

So the night before we were planning on leaving to spend a few days in Dallas, I was doing some last minute washing and packing. Suddenly without warning I heard a very loud crunching/groaning sound coming from my washing machine.

I immediately thought of Heidi Jo who would certainly call a repairman. But after David took a shot at his repair skills—followed by a shower of nuts, bolts and an assortment of other seemingly important parts cascading onto the floor . . . we decided to take a little trip to Lowes.

Drumroll please: This is the FIRST time in our lives we have ever purchased a BRAND NEW washer and dryer. And since I do laundry non-stop 24 hours around the clock (okay maybe I exaggerate, but sometimes it feels like it) just to keep up with this large household, I am VERY pleased with our selection. The salesman told me you could not possibly put too many clothes in at one time.

It truly does hold a tremendous amount of laundry. And, since they are front loaders, evidently our purchase will pay for itself in the amount of money we are suppose to save on water and electricity—needs less water and takes a much shorter time to dry. Most of all, I will be able to do more laundry in less time. Woo Hoo!!!

So although I have become an avid fan of Heidi Jo’s wit and wisdom, I’m hoping she will understand—I think we made the right decision this time. But, you'll be proud to know, a repairman is coming out this week to work on our oven. See Heidi, I really DO take your advice!

She's Here!

2007-08-01T05:30:00.000-05:00

Sam and Lisa had their baby!

Bridget Mary
"Blessed Strength"

Born July 31, 2007

The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?
—Psalms 27:1

She is so tiny and sweet with lots of hair. Simply beautiful! Both mom and baby are doing great.

You Live And Learn

2007-07-31T09:27:00.000-05:00

What you get if you take your four year old to a Chinese restaurant . . . a drum solo!

The Handy Man

2007-07-30T10:08:00.000-05:00

So the other day we had what you might call a major leak from an unstairs bathroom into a downstairs one.

Not to worry—my husband jumped right up to fix it. This is where I found him standing on a kitchen barstool . . . which was standing on a stepstool.

Who cares if he can fix a leak. Next time, I'm calling a plumber!

Like Father Like Daughter!

2007-07-27T11:16:00.000-05:00

Seriously! She caught it herself off her grandparents' pier!

Summer Fun

2007-07-26T09:35:00.000-05:00

Sometimes ya just gotta kick-back and relax!

The Big Day!

2007-07-23T11:52:00.000-05:00

I knew this day would one day come. After years of sending other peoples' kids overseas, Ashley is now eleven—old enough for Junior Missions. Today she heads to Teen Mania to begin training for her trip to Romania.

I am trying hard to focus on the right things . . . like how this trip can make a huge impact on how she views the world and her place in it, help her understand how immensely blessed she is and be challenged to make God her first priority for the rest of her life. Or the fact there are orphans and other little kids in Romania who will be forever changed as they get the opportunity to go to Vacation Bible School for the first time in their lives.

I can’t say it is necessarily easy to focus on the right things . . . I’m simply saying that is what I’m trying to do. So if you say a prayer for this team as they head out on Thursday, maybe you could say a prayer for me as well.

Some Things Just Never Change

2007-07-16T14:37:00.000-05:00

While driving in the van . . .

Me: Jonathan, can you remind me to stop at the post office?

Jonathan: Okay.

Me: Cole, can you remind me to stop at the post office incase Jonathan forgets?

Cole: Okay.

Jonathan: Hey Mom, there’s the post office. Don’t forget to stop.

Cole: Hey Mom, don’t forget to stop at Chuckie Cheese!

Ahoy Mates!

2007-07-12T15:09:00.000-05:00

Ashley and Jonathan are at Grandkids Camp this week. Sporting attire to go with the pirate theme, they looked incredibly cute when I dropped them off at David’s parent’s house on Tuesday. I know they are having a wonderful time—they have looked forward to it ever since last year’s ended.

Thank you “Beauty Grams and Captain Gramps." You are making memories your grandkids will cherish forever!

The Best Thing I Did This Month

2007-06-29T08:44:00.000-05:00

I have famous friends.

One famous friend is Shannon. She writes the popular Christian “Every Woman’s Battle” series. She has sold something like a bizillion books. Guess she hit a nerve in today’s society—not to mention the small fact she writes (and speaks) quite well.

In her most recent book, Completely His, yours truly is mentioned . . . maybe this will be my one small claim to fame—so I’ll just go ahead and “let my light shine.”

“Beth has four young children of her own and all of the responsibilities that come with marriage and motherhood. However, Beth also made time to volunteer with the local CASA chapter (Court Appointed Special Advocates), serving as a liaison between abused children and the court to determine the best interests of the children. Her passion for abused and orphaned children blossomed to the point that she and her husband, Dave, completed all the paperwork, jumped through all the necessary legal hoops, and became foster parents to displaced children. Not only does Beth have plenty of love for her own family, but she has enough to go around to other children who may have never experienced God’s love in their own dysfunctional homes.” (pg. 123)

Wow, I don’t sound too shabby when you put it that way!

In all seriousness, I started reading this book the moment it came in the mail (she sends me a copy of all of them) and I couldn’t put it down. She had me hooked from page one.

Shannon didn’t put me up to it (I doubt she even knows I have a blog), but I am highlighting her book because it is an incredible journey of how one woman’s response to tragedy led to a closer walk with the Lord. I believe it can be a true source of help and strength to so many people who live under a cloud of guilt and condemnation.

If you're yearning for a good read that will sweep you away and return you with an inner make-over—this one's for you. But please be forwarned . . . you'll need a big box of tissues at your side!

Nicholas!

2007-06-27T08:34:00.000-05:00

Nicholas is all boy! At ten months he loves to play with his toys, slide across the floor (army style), laugh at his siblings, attempt to talk, and grin at everyone who makes eye contact.

We've (me) been working on saying "Mommy" since he was born. This is generally how is goes:

Nicholas say, "Daddy"—"Da da"
Say, "Ashley"—"Aa lee"
Say, "Jay Jay"—"Ay ay"
Say, "Colie"—"Ol lie"
Say, "Mommy"—"Da da"

Isn't that just the way things go?!

Daddy’s Home!

2007-06-25T08:56:00.000-05:00

Yesterday after David got home from his fishing trip, we celebrated his belated birthday by opening presents, going out to lunch and a game of putt-putt.

Ashley (age 11) did incredibly well and actually made FIVE hole in ones. As we were leaving she asked her dad,

“Is there a prize for the one who made the most hole-in-ones?”

That prompted a quick response from Jonathan (age 8):

“Is there a prize for the one with the most humility?”

There’s No Place Like Home

2007-06-21T08:35:00.000-05:00

Having lived on the east coast, west coast, Colorado and Washington State (the most un-churched state in the Union), and lots of other states somewhere in the middle, I am still, after 11 years of being a Texan, occasionally shocked by the culture. Like for instance the other day. I called a local hardware store to inquire about renting a stump grinder. They put me on hold and the on-hold music began, “Celebrate Jesus, celebrate . . .”

It reminded me of when we first moved here. I was in Victoria’s Secret buying perfume. (Really, I was buying perfume.) A saleslady approached me and smothered my hand in one of their fragrant lotions and then informed me I should try their new line of hosiery . . . perfect for wearing to church. (I’m not kidding—that is what she said.)

Though I avoid our local grocery store because the prices are way higher than Walmart, I do occasionally enjoy stopping in just hear the music as I grab a loaf of bread or gallon of milk, “Jesus is the answer for the world today . . .”

And then the best one of all. A few days ago I decided to open a new bank account. The banker made a little small talk while his fingers flew on his keyboard detailing my personal information. In between my home address and phone number, he asked what church I attend.

Knowing he didn’t need such information to ensure the success of my financial future, I’m assuming he was simply concerned about my soul. I love that about East Texas! Had I fumbled for an answer, he would have invited me to his.

No, we don’t have the Rocky Mountains or the Seattle skyline . . . but I must say, sometimes it’s kind of nice living in the buckle of the Bible belt.

The Gift

2007-06-17T21:42:00.000-05:00

Well I suppose gifts are always nice . . . like the one my father-in-law is hopefully enjoying right now. For his 70th birthday this year David and his brothers gave him what is called a “fly in” fishing trip way up in northern Canada. “Fly in” simply means it is too remote to get there any other way. Though personally I would consider it worse than prison for ten days, I’m sure my father-in-law, husband, and brother-in-laws are having the time of their lives.

I went on one of these little trips to Canada once . . . I was new to the fam, and simply didn’t know any better. (The picture is eleven years old).

I kid you not, their only sustenance for ten days will be twinkies and the fish they catch. Their living quarters will be worse than squalor and their only form of entertainment will be fishing and cards. (If you can call fishing entertainment).

I wouldn’t mention this small fact except that we are missing both Father’s Day and David’s birthday (fell on the same day this year). So what do you write when your husband is in the middle of nowhere and he leaves you at home alone for ten days with your four kids?

Though David tends to travel far more than I am able to fully appreciate, there are more ways than I can count as to why I’m so glad he’s the one I’m married to. And since it’s such a special day, I’ll try to list a few:

• David can make me laugh even when I’m so mad I could scream. (I usually laugh after I scream)

• David is a very devoted father and his kids know they are the center of his world. Everytime he comes home all three kids (Nicholas isn’t big enough yet) jump on him and smother him in kisses. He makes everything in their world happy.

• David takes time to help others along the way. He holds an open door to everyone that needs an ear. I have found over the years many of the young people he ministers to think of him as a father. Now that this number is well into the thousands, one might think he wouldn’t have time for every single person who calls with marriage problems, ministry troubles, life decisions and the like . . . but David makes the time. He returns EVERY call. I love that about him.

• David works really hard to be a better person each day than he was the day before. He is slow to anger (in fact he is rarely angry), quick to say I’m sorry (and truly mean it), an eternal optimist and sees the good in everyone. He is not afraid to speak the truth, but has a way of doing it with just the right amount of empathy that takes away the sting.

• He is lifelong learner. He makes lists of books recommended by those he hopes his life will emulate (both from the past and present) and reads with an undying thirst to learn and understand. It is quite commonplace at our house to see books lying around that are rare and hard to come by. To find and read such books are simply part of who David is. He is incredibly bright but refuses to be satisfied with where he is at. He pushes the learning envelope as far as it will stretch.

• Probably the trait that attracted me to David the most was his childlike faith and complete devotion to God. After all these years (14 to be exact) it is still my favorite.

• He loves me . . . even when I’m not very lovable. He lives his life in a way that makes me want to be like him. There are so many things about him I admire. His love language is “Gifts of Service”—which is kind of nice (translates into washing dishes, running to the store when we’re out of milk, feeding the baby at 4:00am . . . I suppose the list is endless.

So here’s to you, Babe. Happy Birthday. I’m so blessed to have you in my life—you truly are a gift.

And Happy Father’s Day. You’re the best dad I could have ever asked for to Ashley, Jonathan, Cole and Nicholas!

Prime Time

2007-06-11T13:51:00.000-05:00

When we found out we were pregnant with Nicholas, Jon and Kelly bought us one of their favorite baby things—a baby monitor where you can watch your little one on a tiny TV screen even when it is pitch black in the baby’s room.

We love it! When not asleep, Nicholas is entertaining to watch playing with his fingers, lifting his toes high over his head or swinging at his duck mobile.

One of Cole’s favorite things to do before going to bed is to climb up on my bed and watch what he calls, “Nicholas TV”. He laughs at his baby brother and even tries to talk to him through the monitor.

The other night after watching “Nicholas TV” for awhile he asked, “Mom, doesn’t this TV ever get any other channels!?”

A Little Time Off

2007-06-08T08:50:00.003-05:00

We’re just finishing up a week of vacation. Most moms know, family vacations aren’t really a vacation for mom.

I won the discussion and we ended up staying here. With a baby it’s just easier to stay near home. We have been visiting local fun spots like the lake, the zoo, and Splash Kingdom.

Next month we’ll take another week of vacation and visit my parents, friends and extended relatives in Indiana.

We’re hoping to visit the fun places I grew up with: King’s Island, Ft. Wayne Children’s Zoo, and Conner's Prairie.

It’s always great visiting my parents because our days go something like this:
My Mom: Sleep in—let me get the baby.
My Mom: Let me make you all breakfast—what would you like?
My Mom: I’ll clean up here—you all go out and have fun!
My Mom: Let me watch the kids tonight. Why don’t you go to the movies.

You get the picture—not just a family vacation, but also a vacation for me!

I Know I Do

2007-06-07T10:48:00.000-05:00

Don’t you just hate it when . . .

You finally arrive at your destination only to discover your four year old is wearing swimming flippers instead of shoes?!

The Pay Off

2007-06-06T08:59:00.000-05:00

They say imitation is the best form of flattery . . .

A few nights back we were all out at David’s parents’ house with the extended family. I fell in love with the little jammies our cousins Henry and Jonah were wearing.

I had to go to four different Walmarts in order to find them in the right sizes for both Cole and Nicholas.

Can I just say it’s really, really hard to take a presentable picture of a four year old with a nine month old!

Can You Say Obsession?

2007-06-05T10:05:00.000-05:00

I remember when I was a kid my dad saying, “There’s a new show on television I think we should watch.” My sisters and I responded with groans because we wanted to watch something else (I don’t remember what). My dad threw out what he knew would seal the deal, “It’s a show with a bunch of kids in it—just like the Brady Bunch!!

Instantly he won us over. I grew up loving Thursday nights with John-boy, Mary Ellen, Jason, Ben, Erin, Jim-bob and Elizabeth. Thanks to great channels like Hallmark, nerds like me can relive their childhood memories of the great depression, the warmth of the Walton farmhouse, the charm of Ike Godsey’s store, and the simple ways of life in the Blueridge mountains of Virginia. We can also catch all the later episodes we were too cool to watch during our teenage years.

Yesterday, on my birthday of all days, the Waltons were replaced on the Hallmark channel with “Murder She Wrote.” What’s up with that!!?? Knowing dvds have been made of everything that will sell, I googled “The Waltons” to see what was out there. Jiminy Cricket!! My passion is shared by multitudes of like-minded fanatics like me. There are Walton websites, museums, books, memorabilia and a whole Walton fan community!

So now thanks to amazon, not only do I have the first five seasons, the TV premiere, and the famous Homecoming heading my way, (a little birthday present to myself) I have joined the blogasphere world of everything Walton. Don’t you just love living in the 21st century!

Congrats!

2007-06-04T08:15:00.000-05:00

After the four year old girls reminded us that “Diamonds are a Girl’s Best Friend”, the boys sang their hearts out to “Singing in the Rain”—complete with top hats, sparkling ties and umbrellas. Their “Hurray for Hollywood” theme was incredibly cute.

Cole graduated from pre-school with flying colors . . . which really just means he knows them all.

Congratulations little graduate. It’s on to K-4. We are so proud of you!