278- The occasional neighborhood playdate
279- Summer hair do
280- Heads of broccoli forming in my garden
281- Overpriced church directory pictures that make me smile
282- The things I see behind my camera
283- A whole week of having Chad at home
284- He is RISEN!
285- God chose me!
286- Jesus was not Plan B
287- New coloring books
288- That All is in fact grace, grace given by Jesus
289- Rose bushes exploding in hot pink blooms...
290- ...which leads to fresh cut flowers in the living room
291- The joy the Easter basket brings to the giver and receiver
292- The lesson Ressurection eggs tell
293- Nerf guns
294- Hunter's search for the Truth at the age of 5
295- Awesome worship music at church
296-Treadmill forcing me to keep going after a 2 week break
297- Lamp's light on the pages of my Bible in the morning
298- Prayers of a child
299- Family gatherings
300- Easter Eggs hunting until they are sick of it
301- Laughter that brings tears
302- Watching colors merge to create a new color
303- Mischievous grins
304- Cold glass of milk with warm, homemade cookies
305- Little girls in pretty Easter dresses
306- Matching brother shirts
307- Picking strawberries in perfect weather
308- Chad's long hours that allow me to stay at home
309- Smell of a newborn (no, I am not ready for another one)
310- Getting into pajamas at 3 in the afternoon
311- Coolness of pink paint on my palm
312- The strength and movements of an ant
313- Hectic and loud dinner with mom and the boys
314- Steps of faith
315- Friends following God's call into new opportunities.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Three point Five
Ashton,
Kiddo- you are 3 1/2 today.... 3 1/2!
If someone were to ask me to give them one word to describe you, I would say you are emotional. When you are happy, things roll pretty smooth. When you are angry/ sad, then life comes to a screeching halt.
This series of pictures best describes you. This was about a 3 minute cycle.
Sulking
The recovery
And it is over
Off he goes again to find something else to get into.
Part of me thinks this moodiness is your age, yet the smarter part of me knows this is the wonderful way God made you. And though it drives me crazy sometimes, I know He is going to such great things through you and your emotionally charged self.
People are so drawn to you. You have a smile that can make my heart skip a beat. And your laugh- my goodness, it screams of mischief. On the flip side, your crying can go on for quite some time and sounds like finger nails on a chalkboard. We have already had a few battles of the will that have resulted in lessons for both of us.
As emotional as you are with your actions, you are not emotional in your words. Your "I Love You"s don't occur all that often but when they do, I know you mean them and they mean sooo much to me. Same thing with your hugs and kisses. You definitely don't just freely hand them out, but when you give me one, it takes my breath away.
You love your brothers but crave some one on one time. You are by far the best helper. If I could keep you busy all day doing little fun (or not so fun) little chores it would channel your busy streak. You really do need to be busy. You love going to MMO once a week and want to go more often.
Ashton, in reality, you are a lot like me- that is why at the young ol' age of 3 that we can butt heads so hard. I love you so much. My prayer is that I can show you Jesus and that you will follow him with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind.
Happy Half Birthday Smashy!
Kiddo- you are 3 1/2 today.... 3 1/2!
If someone were to ask me to give them one word to describe you, I would say you are emotional. When you are happy, things roll pretty smooth. When you are angry/ sad, then life comes to a screeching halt.
This series of pictures best describes you. This was about a 3 minute cycle.
Mad about something.
Sulking
The recovery
And it is over
Off he goes again to find something else to get into.
Part of me thinks this moodiness is your age, yet the smarter part of me knows this is the wonderful way God made you. And though it drives me crazy sometimes, I know He is going to such great things through you and your emotionally charged self.
People are so drawn to you. You have a smile that can make my heart skip a beat. And your laugh- my goodness, it screams of mischief. On the flip side, your crying can go on for quite some time and sounds like finger nails on a chalkboard. We have already had a few battles of the will that have resulted in lessons for both of us.
As emotional as you are with your actions, you are not emotional in your words. Your "I Love You"s don't occur all that often but when they do, I know you mean them and they mean sooo much to me. Same thing with your hugs and kisses. You definitely don't just freely hand them out, but when you give me one, it takes my breath away.
You love your brothers but crave some one on one time. You are by far the best helper. If I could keep you busy all day doing little fun (or not so fun) little chores it would channel your busy streak. You really do need to be busy. You love going to MMO once a week and want to go more often.
Ashton, in reality, you are a lot like me- that is why at the young ol' age of 3 that we can butt heads so hard. I love you so much. My prayer is that I can show you Jesus and that you will follow him with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind.
Happy Half Birthday Smashy!
Monday, April 25, 2011
A Real Life "Wild Kratts" Lesson
In case you dont know... Hunter is in love with the TV show on PBS called "Wild Kratts." Here is a link for what Wild Kratts is about if you are curious. In a nutshell, two brothers highlight a certain type of wild animal and through their creature power suits can spend time with that animal. It is a super cute show. I believe it just started in the beginning of this year so it is fairly new. I hope it catches on so we can buy some of the books and such.
Anyway, after lunch, we were sitting in the backyard besides what we have coined as Molly's bush (which Molly is laying under at the time)
I hear quite a commotion of birds and see Molly come flying out from under the bush chasing a bird that I think she had already wounded. I assume these birds had made or were making a nest in her bush (big mistake). I yell for her to stop which she semi-does until I get over to her. The bird hops away but I know that she has probably fatally wounded his wing.
Hunter is quite simply horrified and immediately his compassion wells up. He has to go inside as he cant stand it.
I try to persuade the bird into the woods. He will not go so I let Molly back out as I definitely dont want it to suffer for longer than necessary. She plays with him for a bit which led to his demise.
After Molly's playdate. He died about a minute after this.
During this ordeal, the other birds are going haywire. They are soooo upset with my dog.
Ashton was not really fazed by this. He is pointing out the other birds to Hunter.
The only good part of this story is that, I believe, these were the types of birds that will dive bomb on you when you get in their space. You can see the backside of one of the protesters.
Hunter did come back out and after a small talk was no longer upset with Molly and was happy the bird was not suffering anymore.
It was quite the lesson for him even though it was sad.
Two side notes-
#1- Mom and dad, my dog is still pretty close to perfect and this has to be your dog's fault somehow.
#2- I did not run in to get my camera but just happened to be recording Hunter singing (ironically enough) the Wild Kratts theme song. Dont want any to think I am too morbid in documenting the death of Tweetie.
And because I dont want to end this on a sad note. Here is a picture of what it looks like when my husband puts a diaper on our child.
Anyway, after lunch, we were sitting in the backyard besides what we have coined as Molly's bush (which Molly is laying under at the time)
Molly's ginormous boxwood.
Molly's "bed" under the bush.
Molly's "bed" under the bush.
I hear quite a commotion of birds and see Molly come flying out from under the bush chasing a bird that I think she had already wounded. I assume these birds had made or were making a nest in her bush (big mistake). I yell for her to stop which she semi-does until I get over to her. The bird hops away but I know that she has probably fatally wounded his wing.
He would not move from this spot even after I put Molly inside for a few minutes.
Hunter is quite simply horrified and immediately his compassion wells up. He has to go inside as he cant stand it.
I try to persuade the bird into the woods. He will not go so I let Molly back out as I definitely dont want it to suffer for longer than necessary. She plays with him for a bit which led to his demise.
After Molly's playdate. He died about a minute after this.
During this ordeal, the other birds are going haywire. They are soooo upset with my dog.
Ashton was not really fazed by this. He is pointing out the other birds to Hunter.
The only good part of this story is that, I believe, these were the types of birds that will dive bomb on you when you get in their space. You can see the backside of one of the protesters.
Hunter did come back out and after a small talk was no longer upset with Molly and was happy the bird was not suffering anymore.
It was quite the lesson for him even though it was sad.
Two side notes-
#1- Mom and dad, my dog is still pretty close to perfect and this has to be your dog's fault somehow.
#2- I did not run in to get my camera but just happened to be recording Hunter singing (ironically enough) the Wild Kratts theme song. Dont want any to think I am too morbid in documenting the death of Tweetie.
And because I dont want to end this on a sad note. Here is a picture of what it looks like when my husband puts a diaper on our child.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Easter Round 2
First, the Easter pictures. I still did a semi- matchy thing (thanks mom). The boys looked adorable! Church was great and music was amazing as we celebrated our Jesus. He is alive!!!!
Grandma with her grandkids
Corn hole game with the big peeps.
The cousins
Aunt Joan loving on the boys... and girl.
Uncle Tommy playing with Shep
Easter Egg Hunt #4
Grandma with her grandkids
Corn hole game with the big peeps.
The cousins
Aunt Joan loving on the boys... and girl.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Easter Dinner 1
*** Don't miss the other post that I posted this evening. Eggs, Baseball, and Baskets and Holly Spring Egg Hunt.
As I type the title, "Easter Dinner #1", I realize that we are soo blessed. We have two families that we can split our time between. Two families that love us and will help us. Two families that we can celebrate the Resurrection of our Lord.
Today, we went to my parent's house for the day.My grandparents were able to come down which made the day even more special.
There was a lot of laughter, a lot of eating, and a lot of pictures. If your computer loads pictures slowly, this may not be the post for you! ;)
The boys got to dye eggs again which included dropping them in water and then forgetting about them.... by the time we remembered, the eggs were some pretty awesome colors.
The hunt.
While waiting on the eggs, we did the Resurrection eggs which was totally age appropriate and they really liked it. I put these together last night for my 4 year old Sunday School class... basically it is the Easter story being told through items in 12 plastic eggs.
The boys then got their Easter basket from mom which included candy, a movie, a book (Shep), a puzzle (Hunter), a new workbook (Ashton), and three small Nerf guns... turns out everyone loves a good Nerf gun.
The hammock. This is some funny stuff. First, Ashton flips out of the hammock.
Then, mom suggests GranpaGordie gets in the hammock. We all assure her that is a bad idea. My father then goes over to get in and....
hahahahaha, yep, he flipped right out of the sucker. Oh, how I wish I had my camera up to my eye when he did this.
Just shake it off dad... no seriously- just shake off all the dirt/ leaves on your back.
Singing- You can be assured that anywhere my GrandpaGordie is , there will be singing. Just so happens, Ashton loves to sing.
Queenie and Ashton singing.
Hunter singing for GrandpaGordie.
GrandpaGordie singing for us.
Just some good pictures from the rest of the day.
As I type the title, "Easter Dinner #1", I realize that we are soo blessed. We have two families that we can split our time between. Two families that love us and will help us. Two families that we can celebrate the Resurrection of our Lord.
Today, we went to my parent's house for the day.My grandparents were able to come down which made the day even more special.
There was a lot of laughter, a lot of eating, and a lot of pictures. If your computer loads pictures slowly, this may not be the post for you! ;)
The boys got to dye eggs again which included dropping them in water and then forgetting about them.... by the time we remembered, the eggs were some pretty awesome colors.
The hunt.
While waiting on the eggs, we did the Resurrection eggs which was totally age appropriate and they really liked it. I put these together last night for my 4 year old Sunday School class... basically it is the Easter story being told through items in 12 plastic eggs.
The boys then got their Easter basket from mom which included candy, a movie, a book (Shep), a puzzle (Hunter), a new workbook (Ashton), and three small Nerf guns... turns out everyone loves a good Nerf gun.
Mom/ Queenie coming out with the basket. What on earth is going on with your pants?!?!
The hammock. This is some funny stuff. First, Ashton flips out of the hammock.
Then, mom suggests GranpaGordie gets in the hammock. We all assure her that is a bad idea. My father then goes over to get in and....
hahahahaha, yep, he flipped right out of the sucker. Oh, how I wish I had my camera up to my eye when he did this.
Just shake it off dad... no seriously- just shake off all the dirt/ leaves on your back.
Singing- You can be assured that anywhere my GrandpaGordie is , there will be singing. Just so happens, Ashton loves to sing.
Queenie and Ashton singing.
Hunter singing for GrandpaGordie.
GrandpaGordie singing for us.
Just some good pictures from the rest of the day.
My amazing GrandmaDean
Uncle Nolan and Shepherd
Mantis speaking dog to Shepherd and Eddy
Uncle Nolan and 3 out of the 5 of his nephews.
Ah, this could have been so cute! :(
Aren't the shirts so cute?
My boys and me!
The group shot. I am amazed at how good this turned out for being a timer picture!
And just because... this is so pretty... and believe it or not, my mother took it. Well done mom and thank you for a wonderful day!
Uncle Nolan and Shepherd
Mantis speaking dog to Shepherd and Eddy
Uncle Nolan and 3 out of the 5 of his nephews.
Ah, this could have been so cute! :(
Aren't the shirts so cute?
My boys and me!
The group shot. I am amazed at how good this turned out for being a timer picture!
And just because... this is so pretty... and believe it or not, my mother took it. Well done mom and thank you for a wonderful day!
Holly Springs Egg Hunt
Though Friday evening was cool and damp, we went to Chad's family's home church for their Egg hunt.... apparently rain is no different than taking a bath (according to Chad's 21 year old cousin, Johnny.)
They had an inflatable which I guess is cooler than actually hunting eggs. The boys had a great time and got to hang out with their cousin, Charlee for the evening. I will have more pictures from Chad's family get together that is on Easter Sunday.
Here are the pics.
Cousin Charlee
Sheppy loving on Aunt Sandee
Shep and Aunt Sandee take a ride
haha, ok, so Shepherd didnt really like it
Sweet Smashy!
Shep totally has the hang of it
Charlee was only interested in the pink eggs so she gave Shep her blue egg
Charlee was quite proud of her stash
The boys, Charlee, and Uncle Tom Tom
Daddy helping out
They had an inflatable which I guess is cooler than actually hunting eggs. The boys had a great time and got to hang out with their cousin, Charlee for the evening. I will have more pictures from Chad's family get together that is on Easter Sunday.
Here are the pics.
The sliding
Cousin Charlee
Sheppy loving on Aunt Sandee
Shep and Aunt Sandee take a ride
haha, ok, so Shepherd didnt really like it
Getting ready to hunt...
Ready Set Go!
Ready Set Go!
Sweet Smashy!
Shep totally has the hang of it
Charlee was only interested in the pink eggs so she gave Shep her blue egg
Charlee was quite proud of her stash
The boys, Charlee, and Uncle Tom Tom
Daddy helping out
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