tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650167050494266162023-11-16T11:59:19.422-07:00So Happy Together.....Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.comBlogger222125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-38961115213626480672010-08-25T22:26:00.000-06:002010-08-25T22:26:14.845-06:00Super Mom? No thank you.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyWUZ09_hlZowgf3bLQHnaVLHPoGPuUSHGLo4culLtGyjG0f0w87befljxPtd7Jb9SbmFauEstwyxBqb9j76RTBNfhpHZQzmHh7_yOveWjXVxGhoguc92oWSUISzsG0Hy8BBb37HnQYD1n/s1600/Superman%2520logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyWUZ09_hlZowgf3bLQHnaVLHPoGPuUSHGLo4culLtGyjG0f0w87befljxPtd7Jb9SbmFauEstwyxBqb9j76RTBNfhpHZQzmHh7_yOveWjXVxGhoguc92oWSUISzsG0Hy8BBb37HnQYD1n/s320/Superman%2520logo.jpg" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Ive decided (and its taken me some time to think through this) that I don't like the term "Super Mom". For some reason Ive heard it a lot lately amongst Christian women and its got me thinkin'. Here are a few of my thoughts.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div>Why do we put these kinds of titles on women? As if being a mom isn't a hard enough job we gotta go handing out awards for those who are better? Better than who? others? I don't like it one bit. And its not nice. Women in general have issues with comparing them selves to other and this just makes it worse. It puts pressure on woman to be viewed by the world as something more spectacular than a "mom" but really its causing the core of who a godly mom is to crumble. Just think about it. We recognize how well she decorated her home, how clean her children are, what great parties she throws, how involved in extra curricular activities she and her kids are in, how she always looks put together, how she works out and eats healthy. None of these things matter. But if we are constantly recognizing the abilities of others and praising them for it then this becomes what is others strive for. Don't get me wrong I believe that running a house hold well can be glorifying to God but I also believe it can be what runs women into the ground and the Supermom title tends to encourage the later. As Christian women we shouldn't be encouraging this behavior that makes women want recognition from the world or even from her brothers and sisters in Christ. We should be encouraging them to seek the Lord in all their responsibilities. All the things listed above are a mom's life, these things have to be done and they should be done well....for the Glory of God, not the praise of man or other women. I will say this and hear me loud and clear: NO ONE HAS IT ALL TOGETHER! NO ONE! No matter how put together they look remember, they have struggles too and they need the grace of God each and every day just like you. We should be caring whether or not our sisters in Christ are growing in the grace and knowledge of Jesus, not whether they can balance 40 spinning plates on their head. <br />
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The pressure exhausts me and probably more now than ever. Ive tried to be super mom and reality is, there is just nothing super about me. I'm a sinner everyday and no matter what the outside looks like I need Jesus everyday if I'm going to make it through this life with joy. I don't find joy in throwing parties and having people comment about how fun it was, I find joy in knowing that people were able to fellowship with one another and build relationships. I don't find joy in running my kids all over the world, I find joy in watching them grow and learn and experience new things while given the opportunity to teach them about God in every aspect of life. I don't find joy in exercising, but I find joy in knowing that I'm taking care of myself so that I can be useful and be able to serve others. I don't find joy in cleaning my house but I do find joy in knowing that I am teaching my kids how to work and care for the things that the Lord has given us. Its not the visible act, its the heart attitude that only Jesus can give. What do I strive for? Man's praise or God's Glory? I know in my twisted heart that the first one jumps out way to often and yet my prayer is that in the end despite my sin God will get the glory for my life. Otherwise it was all in vain. That is what the Supermom title stands for in my eyes...vanity (and exhaustion...who can do that and not fall apart at some point...just sayin').<br />
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When I pass on to eternal life I don't want to go with a supermom symbol on my casket, I hope that people would know that I lived by God's great grace and that any accomplishments were not of my own doing, they were of a SUPER-NATURAL God. Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-11802511728678939122010-06-26T21:47:00.000-06:002010-06-26T21:47:28.908-06:00The cutest thing!I was coming home today and as I was driving down the street I saw Jay on his bike. Thinking "I wonder where he's going" I then saw little Ty Ty on HIS motorbike taking a "ride" with his dad. There they were riding side by side....just like a pack. It was one of those moments when you say to yourself "I never want to forget this moment!" It was the cutest thing! I immediately jumped out of the car and grabbed my camera for when they were headed home! <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After they got back it was Hudson's turn....I'm sure there will be many more of these in the future.</div><br />
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We love Brooke!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjszF6-OqGMJNCgowPO1YD4v9EzEXOutBkU9uX3nZWQgjgmPDv1dINhCZF9of1E8K8NybhMK-jgcBzCmOb8qiHHuqE80Mzz3b9oS90No_OONOrJeWAXasbSoH_vWVPV9qGe4exmcs4TsQJc/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ru="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjszF6-OqGMJNCgowPO1YD4v9EzEXOutBkU9uX3nZWQgjgmPDv1dINhCZF9of1E8K8NybhMK-jgcBzCmOb8qiHHuqE80Mzz3b9oS90No_OONOrJeWAXasbSoH_vWVPV9qGe4exmcs4TsQJc/s320/032.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Crazy girls! Doing the Moose jump....that's a new one to me. 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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">This anniversary ended up being....funny...later. You know how sometimes you just have those days as a couple where things aren't clicking? Well that happened to be our day. There were miscommunication and so on...nothing to really be upset about, just didn't flow smoothly. But as I thought about it, it made me laugh...I LOVE that I have been married to my best friend, the best daddy ever, my lover and...well, the person that I can have off day's with and still love just as much as the on days. Marriage isn't easy, but even on the days that don't seem to go well there is still so much to be thankful for. I'm so thankful for this man who loves me despite my sin and I love him. I pray as the years go on that I will understand grace more, God's grace and extending and receiving it in marriage...and I couldn't think of anyone better to learn that with than my Jay. I love you. Happy 13!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">April & I in front of one of MANY gorgeous homes that we saw. I belong in the south when it comes to architecture!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU8JF5fec6uFMNq9hwO8qbtBOHZjb83vLKBR5Gum3s0Fbk5LcZdHd6CbX3j7IVyTaVBZWednPHk5zPY-EECWsa4VN4vYEc3Wgjk6eqa8SYzbplqNP3X_ejlv4M0mHA-RDsGFA484ykoPYx/s1600/112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" qu="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU8JF5fec6uFMNq9hwO8qbtBOHZjb83vLKBR5Gum3s0Fbk5LcZdHd6CbX3j7IVyTaVBZWednPHk5zPY-EECWsa4VN4vYEc3Wgjk6eqa8SYzbplqNP3X_ejlv4M0mHA-RDsGFA484ykoPYx/s320/112.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Just a cute place that I would love to stay at one day!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Until next time...cause there WILL be a next time, Lord willing.</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-3826938855032531062010-05-27T20:45:00.001-06:002010-05-27T20:45:40.071-06:00Training wheels are GONE!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNcakkLYZfFC-AobXJ958NxR1-SuhdJ_4IarP8BhoJctJoOT0f2Ut7zycOOLfkujK8hOaun7Tjp7YMDt4uXBARDs7A_Gp8oYBaZVyFMiNtF7UKk-P2BtIT53wSZPaPnT-8VHfYHqfs0bhy/s1600/007+-+Copy+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNcakkLYZfFC-AobXJ958NxR1-SuhdJ_4IarP8BhoJctJoOT0f2Ut7zycOOLfkujK8hOaun7Tjp7YMDt4uXBARDs7A_Gp8oYBaZVyFMiNtF7UKk-P2BtIT53wSZPaPnT-8VHfYHqfs0bhy/s400/007+-+Copy+(2).JPG" width="300" /></a></div><br />
I'm not sure how there was time for this major event in our lives this week, yet it happened right in the hustle and bustle of all the end of the school year activities....Ty Ty learned to ride his bike WITHOUT training wheels! GO TY! He literally learned in about 1 minutes time....it was unbelievable! He was so excited and the first thing he said when he got up this morning was that he wanted to go ride his bike. So pretty much all day he's been out there perfecting his skills and I have to say...its IMPRESSIVE!<br />
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</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It had rained all morning and I was beginning to wonder WHAT was I going to do with 20 fifth graders in my house on a rainy day when it was supposed to be a fun end of the year SWIM party! But Praise the Lord he cleared the skies 1/2 hour before the party started and the kids swam for a few hours! </div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik2ffBe15f-XEM5hcRtRwTqN-1KO-KbuMrKa6ycyEFnl13zaxCwup9kSvny-35bjDJmijsa0WdQxLMH2BPbELR2yHIkUXA7KYd4mHrLUNLNpHJrfxCePPoJrNbOKuDz89tIbVMCzgbrPLK/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik2ffBe15f-XEM5hcRtRwTqN-1KO-KbuMrKa6ycyEFnl13zaxCwup9kSvny-35bjDJmijsa0WdQxLMH2BPbELR2yHIkUXA7KYd4mHrLUNLNpHJrfxCePPoJrNbOKuDz89tIbVMCzgbrPLK/s320/041.JPG" /></a></div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Class picture! They all jumped in and came out SCREAMIN'! The water was only 64 degrees! Brrrrr!</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Yesterday was packed with end of the year events and one of those events was Kindergarten Graduation! To say that Hudson loves school is an understatement...Hudson is PASSIONATE about school and he loves every minute of learning...he gets that from me....HA! Hudson's class was the first Kindergarten class to graduate from the Ambrose School and the first to have a graduation ceremony in the new school. The setting was very ivy league! He smiled the ENTIRE time...in fact Jay and I were talking about how we have never seen him smile that much and for that long in one setting. The only time he stopped smiling was when he had to blow on his recorder! And if Hudson is smiling we are all smiling! My cheeks were tired by the end! Here are some pictures from this happy day! Oh yeah- we were also informed that Hudson class will be graduating in the year 2022 (GASP!)....how is that even possible?<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-58805111999333347252010-05-23T22:42:00.001-06:002010-05-23T22:42:52.214-06:00Kenna & Anna Joy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdnfuKqbHmBM8kIbO0RgNvZluv343fnG2WNUfp4ybzaXJNf8JfwT3R6GDzbGXZc04VP0tK_HwJZ11BO_HAdz0wfK7NdZXEWe8vcuubZjWOJRTUwFlOk-kKQqJR4ZBSssguaECuri6z7BCA/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdnfuKqbHmBM8kIbO0RgNvZluv343fnG2WNUfp4ybzaXJNf8JfwT3R6GDzbGXZc04VP0tK_HwJZ11BO_HAdz0wfK7NdZXEWe8vcuubZjWOJRTUwFlOk-kKQqJR4ZBSssguaECuri6z7BCA/s400/035.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Last night our dear friends the Timmons came over for dinner, which is not usually something I would share except for the fact that they have been in the hospital or confined to their homes since September 2009. This picture tugs at my heart in a big way.... for one Anna Joy is a miracle baby. When she was born she was only 1lb 13oz and today she weighs 12 pounds! It was such a blessing to get to see her, hold her and marvel at God's great love for Angie & Noah, Anna's mom & dad. Their lives have been....hard....and yet they both shine with the love of Jesus! It leaves me in awe every time I see them.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The other reason I love this picture so much is because Kenna is holding Anna. When I first told Kenna that Anna had been born and was so very small, she immediately wanted to pray for Anna. But it didn't stop there. Kenna prayed for Anna every day while she was in the hospital and even when she was able to come home Kenna continued to pray for her. Every few days Kenna would check the Timmons blog to see if there were any updates on Anna and she would run to tell me if there were new pictures or updates. I deeply admire my daughters love for other people. Her heart of compassion amazes me daily. She never forgets the faint hearted, the sick or those who are in need and she always acts out of compassion by praying for them. That she didn't eventually become distracted by other things and forget about Anna and her struggles was impressive...especially for an 8 year old. Kenna is this way because this is the gift that the Lord has given her....a compassionate heart. I praise God for this attribute in Kenna because He has used it to show me that I desperately need to grow in this area...and who better to learn from than my sweet daughter. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Kenna SO hoped that she would get to hold Anna last night so when Angie asked her if she wanted to hold her she smiled from ear to ear and I thanked the Lord for this sweet moment that my faithful daughter was able to experience. Kenna's other hope is that one day she will get to babysit Anna when she is older! =)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thanks Ang & Noah for letting us be a part of your lives!</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-66115159506113986942010-05-23T22:07:00.000-06:002010-05-23T22:07:06.050-06:00Good Friend, Rest, Relaxing & Sunshine make the heart glad!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Jami and I have been friends for 18 years! Its hard to believe and yet its the truth. My relationship with Jami has always been an encouraging one. From the beginning of our friendship the Lord has always been the center of our conversations. We've talked about a lot of things over the last 18 years but talking is what we do best! We have not always lived near each other, although at one point we were roommates, but despite the distance between our homes our friendship has always remained strong. I thought for a while that the Lord was going to allow us to live in the same town when she moved to Boise with her family in about 5 years ago, but that didn't last as long as I had hoped. A year and a half ago they moved to Portland. As sad as this was I had great confidence in our ability to have a long distance friendship! Our family visited Jami & her family in January but in order for us girls to get all of our words out we needed a whole weekend to our selves! So to the sunshine we went! Phoenix to be exact! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiErzxSZpdMAaZDxMyFMp5ZGt6nqY_m1jrqZUdPLvIrTsYcQUw9_jk0SFVRXNTj2XJkSbnNqOKGoMqSZdYIQpgn3H6EnCD0fmneo7jqG81wdVNXZ6kp1sS0AHjk2Vlsfr7qdpApywHjhDZ3/s1600/019+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiErzxSZpdMAaZDxMyFMp5ZGt6nqY_m1jrqZUdPLvIrTsYcQUw9_jk0SFVRXNTj2XJkSbnNqOKGoMqSZdYIQpgn3H6EnCD0fmneo7jqG81wdVNXZ6kp1sS0AHjk2Vlsfr7qdpApywHjhDZ3/s400/019+-+Copy.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Our last night together! We ate at the hotel restaurant and listened to live music for hours. We took advantage of happy hour for drinks and appetizers... Made fun of the guy singing (you would have too), ate WAY too much food, and of course.....talked!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipHVeAhYJEdT93jxz-RawiCE02znD9MXpWr9msIu2m8Ssln31rJ3QDqt5HFOYP3bA6eRo84AFMj82k11EiF6bZ4nw42QIh_-o1j-clPTEYKjHid8xPmAUQAIfSTCxcClLRn4kFlyKT4HrP/s1600/018+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipHVeAhYJEdT93jxz-RawiCE02znD9MXpWr9msIu2m8Ssln31rJ3QDqt5HFOYP3bA6eRo84AFMj82k11EiF6bZ4nw42QIh_-o1j-clPTEYKjHid8xPmAUQAIfSTCxcClLRn4kFlyKT4HrP/s320/018+-+Copy.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Jami- I adore you and I am so thankful for your friendship! Until next time!</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-63094992707958849092010-05-12T17:44:00.000-06:002010-05-12T17:44:44.063-06:00Hudson Killdeer!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hudson has been waiting for this day for a long time! Kindergarten Exordium day! For weeks they have been memorizing information about a bird that they were assigned and the mommies spent time driving around the city looking for bird feather! Here is my little KILLDEER!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-82295512067310605412010-04-26T07:56:00.002-06:002010-04-26T08:04:58.519-06:00Abortion Website<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRpUe1wcbwp3DD9M934i9sU797PQyprtLjYdXbziDF7isgH-Ebiet8o8KILnYvlxa-7ugjHvvTickaBPwlNgYCY0yvivDDK8D93-BfJ6403_e-mbkCQ-6BVMAvugtKwHBTBj4ao8VHFXi7/s1600/babyub.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 385px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464446837276485154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRpUe1wcbwp3DD9M934i9sU797PQyprtLjYdXbziDF7isgH-Ebiet8o8KILnYvlxa-7ugjHvvTickaBPwlNgYCY0yvivDDK8D93-BfJ6403_e-mbkCQ-6BVMAvugtKwHBTBj4ao8VHFXi7/s400/babyub.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Two friends from church who are passionate about loving Jesus have designed a website about the facts of abortion. It is very well done and informative. Please visit this site and support the cause. If you know anyone who is in the situation of trying to decide to keep their baby or not, PLEASE inform them of this website. Right now at our church alone, I know of 4-6 families who would adopt an unwanted child today if given the chance. So please help get the word out so that these children have a chance and so that these families will have the chance to love these children as their own. Thank you.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://www.exposingabortion.blogspot.com/">http://www.exposingabortion.blogspot.com/</a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-30132746083876055692010-04-13T09:53:00.003-06:002010-04-13T09:58:48.084-06:00POOLSIDE FELLOWSHIP!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7tmBsq0piWrH8b6G_dzgzrosnEfSW5086y0_T19nPJYKZfPCFcqmF34XQ43wVdyGXoeaXOsz6r8MOnrHB8SBMShjRij9tbSV7LRa4qHrXc9ZdcHJNS4cmFdRUDCraFp2Zll5_y5ns5ZZ2/s1600/Poolside+Fellowship+rev+1+copy2010.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459650956751963554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7tmBsq0piWrH8b6G_dzgzrosnEfSW5086y0_T19nPJYKZfPCFcqmF34XQ43wVdyGXoeaXOsz6r8MOnrHB8SBMShjRij9tbSV7LRa4qHrXc9ZdcHJNS4cmFdRUDCraFp2Zll5_y5ns5ZZ2/s400/Poolside+Fellowship+rev+1+copy2010.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Its hard to believe it is that time of year again! Poolside Fellowship is just around the corner! So tell your friends and get the dates on your calendar! Its a great time of swimming and fun but the fellowship is always so sweet! Looking forward to seeing you around the pool this summer!</div><div> </div><div>Love,</div><div>Heather</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-22024491007842694742010-04-12T20:33:00.003-06:002010-04-12T20:56:42.192-06:0038 years....38 reasons.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUG0kwU9Mtae45eH2FAsHt1DuflKdx5dLQOw9iicu6bGyw3agfffXQepe1nq5LimRxbXBi0qZ8wN14s5r9hahduyuxbAufuu28Zgk-Xz4GX2lQGgaW-Gkw-ZA8vD_QABP01V2PQGq1GpYr/s1600/IMG_5331_5128.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459444990093734514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUG0kwU9Mtae45eH2FAsHt1DuflKdx5dLQOw9iicu6bGyw3agfffXQepe1nq5LimRxbXBi0qZ8wN14s5r9hahduyuxbAufuu28Zgk-Xz4GX2lQGgaW-Gkw-ZA8vD_QABP01V2PQGq1GpYr/s400/IMG_5331_5128.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Happy Birthday to the love of my life!</div><div>Here are 38 reasons why I love you!</div><div></div><div></div><div>1. You love Jesus.</div><div>2. You live your life according to your biblical convictions.</div><div>3. I know you will love me no matter what.</div><div>4. You are the daddy of our 4 little people</div><div>5. You adore your children</div><div>6. You live purposefully </div><div>7. You are caring</div><div>8. You are kind</div><div>9. From the day we met you wanted to take care of me and you do it better today than ever!</div><div>10. I love the crows feet you are starting to get by your eyes</div><div>11. You work hard</div><div>12. You buy me flowers just because.</div><div>13. You still date me!</div><div>14. Your a good boy, but deep down you'd become a mobster if given the chance!</div><div>15. You liked getting 850 gumballs for your birthday and you don't seem to care about our dental bill. =)</div><div>16. You are the man of my dreams...actually you far exceeded my dreams and I'm a big dreamer!</div><div>17. You ride a Harley</div><div>18. I love that you coach our kids at sports and at life.</div><div>19. You are a man of great integrity</div><div>20. You take me on vacations!</div><div>21. You take our family on vacations!</div><div>22. You let me decorate the house the way I like it and you actually like it too!</div><div>23. You like basketball, football & golf</div><div>24. Because we can play tennis together</div><div>25. You like mowing the lawn</div><div>26. You give me a back rub almost every night!</div><div>27. Your eyes are my favorite shade of hazel</div><div>28. Your smile is still my favorite thing about you.</div><div>29. You have no problem telling me you love me.</div><div>30. You are a great communicator</div><div>31. You bought break dancing pants for our dance parties</div><div>32. You let me have dance parties (disco ball and all!)</div><div>33. You say yes more than you say no.</div><div>34. You are my spiritual leader</div><div>35. You are my rock</div><div>36. You still think I'm the prettiest girl alive, grey hairs and all.</div><div>37. You still hold my hand</div><div>38. Because you know me better than I know myself!</div><div></div><div> </div><div>I can't imagine my life with out you babe. Next to salvation you are the greatest gift I have ever been given. Thank you for blessing my life beyond my craziest expectations. May God give you many more years! Love you.</div><div>H</div><div></div><div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-38574674218680145602010-04-04T19:42:00.004-06:002010-04-04T20:00:42.099-06:00Easter 2010We had a very nontraditional Easter this year, which was great! Since Jay and I had taken a red-eye flight home and didn't arrive until yesterday afternoon, I didn't really have time to plan a whole lot. Plus we were exhausted and the kids were just happy to be in their own home and have us all to them selves. There were no Easter out fits bought, no candy purchased or eggs filled ahead of time, no fun baskets awaiting the kids when they woke up...just sweet time together. We made it to church and heard an amazing message. I just LOVE hearing about the Resurrection!!! So much hope, so much joy! Instead of coming home in a rush to prepare a big dinner we drove down town and took the kids to PF Chang's for lunch. They all cheered! Its their fav and we had a great time talking about the Risen Lord around our Chinese food! We then stopped by the store to get a few things of candy, came home, had the kids fill the eggs themselves, hid the eggs, searched for eggs and then ate some candy! Then to top off the already different yet wonderful day Jay let the kids go hot tubbin' while I jumped into the MOUNDS of laundry that will probably take me 4 days to get done! Its funny how I usually end up loving the non-traditional, non-stressful holidays that providentially come my way, more than the planned events...I sure did have more time today to really think about and appreciate all that the Lord Jesus did for me. For I know my Redeemer LIVES!!!!!!!!!!!! Happy Easter my friends and family!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpQk-zxUFKMQuIrrro6nxN4toA2mWvR2mo3V53I3lOc8F-WSJxhGMM1oJ-_PIO0ooEL169YFDqB8_Khk7PJ-SGddLYbxuTQwWElksUbPg-izu6diJi1Pr5tX0iGfRgp0HvaXy6cqRLJXEt/s1600/IMG_5418_5010.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456464672301596514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpQk-zxUFKMQuIrrro6nxN4toA2mWvR2mo3V53I3lOc8F-WSJxhGMM1oJ-_PIO0ooEL169YFDqB8_Khk7PJ-SGddLYbxuTQwWElksUbPg-izu6diJi1Pr5tX0iGfRgp0HvaXy6cqRLJXEt/s320/IMG_5418_5010.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk1v3u_lWcawQe6hrXaqXNVwejFdgoNhJ1aFfNyOuWeXbdGOdDSx8jswaQPXZlQl-_aJwBWZxBEluMZJ3GbI_DjkHlDjwqvWAibybNbArN2swUXoeNQcd8_CTNJl3Sx_N3dx94aiNocF9F/s1600/IMG_5419_5011.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456464656709689394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk1v3u_lWcawQe6hrXaqXNVwejFdgoNhJ1aFfNyOuWeXbdGOdDSx8jswaQPXZlQl-_aJwBWZxBEluMZJ3GbI_DjkHlDjwqvWAibybNbArN2swUXoeNQcd8_CTNJl3Sx_N3dx94aiNocF9F/s320/IMG_5419_5011.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBgLzgnKO8z7i6P8fQL6TDraaz2mzqTYOzH58_zC2T_Q1j6pyOLe9Igf5LXfqnm97fyLRJrIwiWNmvpIr6JGI7eN33F6ti6PDvcdlb-lp3Mfqm_eHI0N0qHYhi8ef6gJs7gjtFE9YQsXoZ/s1600/IMG_5424_5016_edited-1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456464650900024098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBgLzgnKO8z7i6P8fQL6TDraaz2mzqTYOzH58_zC2T_Q1j6pyOLe9Igf5LXfqnm97fyLRJrIwiWNmvpIr6JGI7eN33F6ti6PDvcdlb-lp3Mfqm_eHI0N0qHYhi8ef6gJs7gjtFE9YQsXoZ/s320/IMG_5424_5016_edited-1.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXbCYcgGIYCjW-ykrW20copkIdg0VsOC1Y0pi1zK-bRIeczdVq_qx-TEqWM1rh44SjswuRAaEx09pWPJ1DUnToGBMytAXzp97wNv5VIEIR4EYR0DaIlm-IpkZDImw0KNczuBN950vBi9r1/s1600/IMG_5432_5024.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456464641659857778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXbCYcgGIYCjW-ykrW20copkIdg0VsOC1Y0pi1zK-bRIeczdVq_qx-TEqWM1rh44SjswuRAaEx09pWPJ1DUnToGBMytAXzp97wNv5VIEIR4EYR0DaIlm-IpkZDImw0KNczuBN950vBi9r1/s320/IMG_5432_5024.jpg" /></a> Everybody loves a good tickle!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjckI1AYhgI3Upk1QY9g-RXOggtwotZC32DBtzxW_J-xG5vIHeFACAB3djhZ7-gglkFOAip3_i65TNHZTP8OG1-mr_F0e2EcZHBLh5Ell5yyXXdOU5-PZIurXwQT6sis0GMVUUnWETHYd9h/s1600/IMG_5453_5044.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456464613826641442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjckI1AYhgI3Upk1QY9g-RXOggtwotZC32DBtzxW_J-xG5vIHeFACAB3djhZ7-gglkFOAip3_i65TNHZTP8OG1-mr_F0e2EcZHBLh5Ell5yyXXdOU5-PZIurXwQT6sis0GMVUUnWETHYd9h/s320/IMG_5453_5044.jpg" /></a> </div></div></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-85413102499421145442010-04-04T18:43:00.004-06:002010-04-05T09:47:01.708-06:00KauaiJay and I just got back from Kauai and we had a WONDERFUL time. Our friends Matt & Megan came with us and we met both of my brothers and their fabulous wives there too! To say the least, with 8 people together, there were LOTS and LOTS of laughs! Jay did tons of boogie boarding (which I didn't get a picture of), I laid in the sun every chance I got & we ate lots of yummy food. Jay and the guys played golf one afternoon and I was able to get away and have a massage at one point. Then there were the "adventures". One was planned, the other...not so planned! You can read about those by the pictures below! Its always so nice to get away with just Jay...we were able to spend lots of time together and had lots of good talks...which are my favorite! =)<br /><br /><div align="center">This picture was taken the moment our feet hit the sand for the first time!!</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI6jLR_iZXxyOxSCRmIZFZVe-PXb7pGoCIowLDbL_4pVtNJ72yLJPJkut4C_wiGTz2xF6BP__ioQwIagS9AclC26P9e5M4bMxwUpF6SXmc0YiSoCyfXUTzY36A7HoWuKnAQ_uTLWL6GCi7/s1600/IMG_5304_5133.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456451482814559826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI6jLR_iZXxyOxSCRmIZFZVe-PXb7pGoCIowLDbL_4pVtNJ72yLJPJkut4C_wiGTz2xF6BP__ioQwIagS9AclC26P9e5M4bMxwUpF6SXmc0YiSoCyfXUTzY36A7HoWuKnAQ_uTLWL6GCi7/s320/IMG_5304_5133.jpg" /></a> This is the Napali Coast line...one of the most spectacular things I have ever seen!<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM93Y4BruAASPRi54f9oEtuwbJQLC1RadCQEqwPLLTudsxp34vM6MscxLHfRVpDkwvPwCODxzK6L1384gLC-Fmn19FGYt33lQU_ka4vFLu2Zy63c0cnRz9IS33pihInD0qY9n9LO79BC6r/s1600/IMG_5332_5129.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456451474979170002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM93Y4BruAASPRi54f9oEtuwbJQLC1RadCQEqwPLLTudsxp34vM6MscxLHfRVpDkwvPwCODxzK6L1384gLC-Fmn19FGYt33lQU_ka4vFLu2Zy63c0cnRz9IS33pihInD0qY9n9LO79BC6r/s320/IMG_5332_5129.jpg" /></a><br />This is the Waiohai (where we stayed) and Poipu Beach (where Megan swam with the turtles! it was on her check list.....CHECK!)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEBS5W0tYHQ-sH6KvlEfChyphenhyphenGSScAN_WwElZD4IRWArqkXNCGI94eqHcX0w4eojgpcUTG1E4ZqD_ruaMd89xc0kLwf-HUbNUfl5d_mTqHBLdxbirXD0p2aY5kEwxKw52E7cEQO0EewN-1ng/s1600/IMG_5308_5136.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456451459425517714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEBS5W0tYHQ-sH6KvlEfChyphenhyphenGSScAN_WwElZD4IRWArqkXNCGI94eqHcX0w4eojgpcUTG1E4ZqD_ruaMd89xc0kLwf-HUbNUfl5d_mTqHBLdxbirXD0p2aY5kEwxKw52E7cEQO0EewN-1ng/s320/IMG_5308_5136.jpg" /></a><br /><br />This my friends was the unexpected "adventure". We rode in this boat out in the OCEAN for a good 5 hours! I was pretty sure I was going to die! Yes, I'm afraid of the ocean and so why I got in this boat to begin with is a mystery....I guess I just didn't want to "miss out". It started out pretty fun....the boat is speeding along, bouncing along but about 40 minutes into the ride as we are being slammed into the boat over and over and over and over, I start to wonder (along with EVERY OTHER PERSON ON BOARD) what the @*%# we got ourselves into! People were getting sea sick, there were times when we couldn't see anything but GIANT waves in front of us, our hiney's were taking a beating along with our backs! Our hands (which were holding on to ropes for 5 hours) were cramped and as red as you can imagine! And NO ONE was wearing a life jacket! "It makes me look bad" Captain Joe said! He said no one had ever fallen out of his boat....I think he's a liar. The whole point of the boat ride was to ride out there to see the Napli Coast line which you cant see from anywhere but a boat or a helicopter, but because we were so afraid we kept our eyes peeled on the rolling ocean most of the time. Did I mention that the wind was blowing like a mad man and when we left it was raining??? Bitterness was starting to set in as we headed back....going through sea caves, seeing turtles, dolphins and whales was promised and up to this point we had seen ONE turtle. LAME! But, the trip was redeemed! Going with the waves proved to be much easier than going against them (although we were all so exhausted and beat up it was still hard). But the most exciting was that we came across a pod of dolphins! The Captains 1st and only mate, whose name by the way was Chance, told us that there were probably 300 hundred! It was awesome and totally made the trip for me! Once we finally got back to land (praise God we made it!) I looked at Megan and said "WHAT was THAT???" Everyone was....well I don't even have the words to describe it....we were just happy to be alive! The rest of the week was filled with jokes and life and death tales from our trip and we all decided that THIS would be the adventure that we would never forget!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzkZkmvRKUMhfamsXsY-l_SGWeebnDc8V2paaXYSWtogI5bGFaspVUFBp24d7zBk7CX6MAfHCg_xOGK-h8jgN6YTgWLKOqj5iKUQAmsAawQ0NExpWLrGoNwgmzybrxKeB7ZvXNPikTlfcQ/s1600/IMG_5361_5112.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456451456326307634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzkZkmvRKUMhfamsXsY-l_SGWeebnDc8V2paaXYSWtogI5bGFaspVUFBp24d7zBk7CX6MAfHCg_xOGK-h8jgN6YTgWLKOqj5iKUQAmsAawQ0NExpWLrGoNwgmzybrxKeB7ZvXNPikTlfcQ/s320/IMG_5361_5112.jpg" /></a><br />Lovin my man at one of the Wiamea Canyon look outs.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxHmfW2JU7o3s4wNqmLA0-_ZCNH4_IlkaUCve3M4A42IWipnJEfmXb_O419RXgUJDN5U9xK99sWRrP0QOe5Q4PnZtczXOY2L68VPaeT4sQpowa1jD4ooSokrYRFpiP5vQxq0xG1t73gIVX/s1600/IMG_5331_5128.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456451442245851074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxHmfW2JU7o3s4wNqmLA0-_ZCNH4_IlkaUCve3M4A42IWipnJEfmXb_O419RXgUJDN5U9xK99sWRrP0QOe5Q4PnZtczXOY2L68VPaeT4sQpowa1jD4ooSokrYRFpiP5vQxq0xG1t73gIVX/s320/IMG_5331_5128.jpg" /></a><br />Jay and I at the Luau...no I'm not leaning on Jay....My brother Chad who thinks he's "Artsy Fartsy" took the picture with the camera at an angle...He said it would look cooler...what do you think?? =)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtW8OPvjIQdbyjDJVTKij8KTExGCxmlFA01Sdlg2V8TQgPg9urGQJBZxvtpbTCntakkuos0WnYrfMyvAV1nRQvnvEz0q2aesGpUgo3MtFbZrH36dANaSkFCw2tbC-QocXhnAisaY6uTris/s1600/IMG_5362_5113.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456450184090702866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtW8OPvjIQdbyjDJVTKij8KTExGCxmlFA01Sdlg2V8TQgPg9urGQJBZxvtpbTCntakkuos0WnYrfMyvAV1nRQvnvEz0q2aesGpUgo3MtFbZrH36dANaSkFCw2tbC-QocXhnAisaY6uTris/s320/IMG_5362_5113.jpg" /></a><br />This was our planned "adventure" which none of us were really looking forward too...we had all had our fair share after the Zodiac trip, but it was paid for and we couldn't get our money back so we went. 7 hours, that's right people, 7 hours is how long this one lasted, but it was much more mellow, in fact we were bored. We took a 2 mile kayak trip down a river, hiked a very short distance to a tractor that pulled us around the ranch that some of Jurassic Park and Indiana Jones had been filmed at. It took us to the zip lines (3 to be exact) where we stood in line for who knows how long to wait for everyone to go. The zip lines were....fun? They were OK...nothing special. I think because it took 7 hours to do, well, not really anything was a bummer. Plus we had a tour guide who SERIOUSLY didn't stop talking THE entire time! But here is me and Jay in our Kayak. Jay said it was good for us to do this together in case we ever got our selves in trouble and needed to know how to work a kayak.....huh?<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKRFCix6kGB-zZqwlfYjh5ToQTFNsJ9NiT1F2uKmsdJ3m8VtQIAwIFiswfHoLZ9vk02Z2X6yRg6jV9nucJfkpU2Z5tWFUzBvxhKvG93NRb8oH434vJTZATgOJdZelkw0yzrajckv590cHr/s1600/IMG_5377_5061.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456450177760417970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKRFCix6kGB-zZqwlfYjh5ToQTFNsJ9NiT1F2uKmsdJ3m8VtQIAwIFiswfHoLZ9vk02Z2X6yRg6jV9nucJfkpU2Z5tWFUzBvxhKvG93NRb8oH434vJTZATgOJdZelkw0yzrajckv590cHr/s320/IMG_5377_5061.jpg" /></a><br />Dinner at Tidepools with the whole gang! DE-LISH<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggKlNyrodFu0nyJjgrBfL1xUHRQCJxSkDTGnGP6wcivNif3QSIC1SWhRwNsU384wwONGFBlyhgvHf7V4sUpW8r7C4h1B9Ux4BoEYXegkmsU4TjC2zWYJ-t-e6s9nvZup6up7s1gVZy4itq/s1600/IMG_5374_5058_edited-1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456450166125480354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggKlNyrodFu0nyJjgrBfL1xUHRQCJxSkDTGnGP6wcivNif3QSIC1SWhRwNsU384wwONGFBlyhgvHf7V4sUpW8r7C4h1B9Ux4BoEYXegkmsU4TjC2zWYJ-t-e6s9nvZup6up7s1gVZy4itq/s320/IMG_5374_5058_edited-1.jpg" /></a><br />The Phillips sibs and their mates!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL6Fz_0AEnTR_Gbm9DqcvsUxFFWEUSX3fOZEc6WqqkEEemDGpsUf2tf5k-vHFU03lgGpJo-P6ufJRFMFfeBQgTrI3TDx_Knczhy_nk7cckl4ZgzT4v06nimuZA89mfnyBj7oz50k0QobNR/s1600/IMG_5370_5087.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456450163203299874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL6Fz_0AEnTR_Gbm9DqcvsUxFFWEUSX3fOZEc6WqqkEEemDGpsUf2tf5k-vHFU03lgGpJo-P6ufJRFMFfeBQgTrI3TDx_Knczhy_nk7cckl4ZgzT4v06nimuZA89mfnyBj7oz50k0QobNR/s320/IMG_5370_5087.jpg" /></a><br />Here are those dolphins I was telling you about! Pretty awesome!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGo9-DNCUWjBOeCxsE5rsKjRu43muqmI8DsfKbhqrOmEsbHWkGqOALDjDtD6m52a3LctxXQsGHnf_lokImSdYvBPIIyfMnDqQfQul-aTOcy_9hdurUVpHLDx_WLx7D4lsu6WNP8_Hm9TVR/s1600/IMG_5352_5106.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456450136803031874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGo9-DNCUWjBOeCxsE5rsKjRu43muqmI8DsfKbhqrOmEsbHWkGqOALDjDtD6m52a3LctxXQsGHnf_lokImSdYvBPIIyfMnDqQfQul-aTOcy_9hdurUVpHLDx_WLx7D4lsu6WNP8_Hm9TVR/s320/IMG_5352_5106.jpg" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-90694923092943589402010-03-23T20:18:00.002-06:002010-03-23T21:24:29.344-06:00Wolfpack ends and an 11 year old emerges<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLTcPvJkaDpsVa2B1sJ0AfUynjcNAVRGuv_7qCu91qYP_10RphdWR3S81WRr_GeSKro73ZlPY4EtTB1C1p8PO_-zL-FkUByduMy-xsOHxwDb4jdF3AORWxBI9gbln2zqS4NGJ4gB2lCIbd/s1600-h/IMG_4996.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452021088813079938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLTcPvJkaDpsVa2B1sJ0AfUynjcNAVRGuv_7qCu91qYP_10RphdWR3S81WRr_GeSKro73ZlPY4EtTB1C1p8PO_-zL-FkUByduMy-xsOHxwDb4jdF3AORWxBI9gbln2zqS4NGJ4gB2lCIbd/s400/IMG_4996.JPG" /></a> It was an eventful and intense year of Wolfpack basketball that has now come to an end. It was so much fun to watch the boys grow together as a team and see individuals get better and better. To see friendships made between both the players, coaches and the parents. We love our Wolfpack family! <br /><br />What's next? Well, he will be playing more basketball with a different team for a few months but will be back with the Wolfpack when they start up again in the Fall. But the NEXT big thing is that Jaxon will be 11 soon on April 2nd to be exact! I wanted to write about both because basketball has become a huge part of Jaxon's life (our lives) and it is a tool that is helping shape him as a person. I picked the picture above because it so represents who Jaxon is...no, not just a basketball player but a leader and a good one at that. He is quiet, yet he stands tall and strong for what he believes in. He has a quiet confidence and is not easily shaken. Other kids look to him for guidance on and off the court and they aren't sure why, they just know they want to be his friend. I can tell you why. It is because he works hard at everything he does, he is teachable, agreeable, trustworthy, and content. He is content to loose and content to win. He just enjoys the activity of the sport, or the challenge of learning and what the outcome is doesn't really matter to him, he just enjoys the process. At his last parent/teacher conference the teacher said she "admires Jaxon as a person and see's him as a critical leader for his class today and for the years to come" and that he is a blessing to her and has helped her learn more about herself. Really? You would think that pride would swell within me and I'm sure that there was some of that, but it quickly turned to an overwhelming thankfulness and tears of joy that our son is growing and turning into the young man God wants him to be. I often marvel at who God has made Jaxon. I can take no credit because he is who he is despite Jay & I's weaknesses so it must be God's grace. <div> </div><div>I have to say that each year with Jaxon gets better and better.....and harder and harder. Better because each year I am graciously reminded that Jaxon is a gift from the Lord. He is solid and responsible and a vital part to our family. I love being his mom and I take seriously my responsibility to raise him up to be a godly man. The Lord has already saved him (the greatest gift a mother can receive), but my job is to train him, direct him, love him, encourage him and then let him go....wow....that is really painful....that is the hard part. I love seeing him grow, mature, accomplish, succeed but the more he does this on his own the more steps he takes away from needing his Mama to hold his hand. I'm afraid the next 7 years are going to go by faster than I can handle...I love this boy who is quickly turning into an amazing young man. If this is what he is like at 11 I look forward to knowing him as a 15 year old, and 18 year old and so on...</div><div> </div><div><em><span style="font-family:georgia;">I love you Jax. You are a true blessing and it is my pleasure to watch as God grows you into the man he wants you to be. The Lord has always amazed me with what he has for you and I'm sure there will be many more amazing moments. I know God will use you to do great things, things that will further his kingdom! As you grow I pray that you would guard your heart and mind, that you would trust in the Lord alone and that in everything you do, you would do it for the Glory of God! Happy 11th Birthday, my son. I cherish you.</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span></em> </div><div><em><span style="font-family:georgia;">Love, </span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:georgia;">Mama</span></em></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-74272457591734527722010-02-28T20:24:00.004-07:002010-02-28T21:43:21.511-07:00My baby is 4...For a lot of mom's I know, when their baby turns 5 they have a hard time with it, but for me age 4 has proven to be the toughest one...at least when it comes to my baby. You see, we have played a little game with each of our kids where we have teased them, telling them that they cant grow up past the age of 4. 4 years old has been Jay & I's favorite stage with each kid. They aren't quite 5, which seems long gone from the toddler years, and they aren't still in the toddler years! =) They still say and do funny things, funny things that we can laugh at before they start to become concerned that you are laughing at them. You can still cuddle them, kiss their boo boo's, help them get their shoe's on and they will still look at you like you are the one and only "special mommy" in the world. Ive cried the last few days as I feel like a stage in life, that I have loved, is slipping away. I look forward to the life of having older kids, cause they are just such great people, but leaving behind the little people stage is taring at my heart. I knew this day would come and to be honest I looked forward to it in some ways but now that I am here I find myself longing to hold a little baby of my own who only I can know in such a tender way. Jay's pretty sure getting "things" taken care of was a good idea or I may have found myself pregnant again! Ha! He tried to tell me that I had grand babies to look forward to....SILLY MAN! No, actually he has been great through the tears and irrational ideas...like getting a reversal. =)<br /><br />As many tears as I cried Ty still turned 4....I tried to tell him today that maybe I shouldn't feed him anymore and then he wouldn't grow bigger, but he didn't think that was a good idea cause he loves donuts and is tummy might die if I didn't feed him! SEE! Its why I love 4 year olds but especially why I love Ty Ty!<br /><br />Born 4 years ago today was my baby...Ty, Ty Ty, Tyger, T-Y or to be official....Tyson Brady Hughes! Happy Birthday little man! You are my sweet brown eyed boy who gives affectionately lots of kisses and hugs and I love you's. Your smile melts my heart, your brown eyes are beautiful, but when you crawl into bed with me in the morning to cuddle me, I know its going to be a good day! I love how you think you play basketball like a big kid, how you like to wear underwear that looks like Jaxon's underwear, how you manage to get Kenna to give you what ever you want and how you and Huddy laugh together when you play. But I especially love that you look just like your daddy! <br /><br />Tyson,<br /> Since I cant keep you at the age of 4 but for only 1 year, I pray for your future. I pray that you would know Jesus as your Lord and Savior and that you would live your life with a passion for the gospel. I pray that your heart would love others because Jesus first loved you and that you would be used to further God's kingdom. I pray that you will marry a woman who loves Jesus with her whole heart, a woman who wants to stay home and raise your children, a woman who wants to be in the divine role God has given her. That she would be your help-mate and encourage you to be a godly man. I also will pray for the things of today...for you to learn self-control, to speak kindly to others, to put others first. I pray that you would learn to obey mommy & daddy because you want to obey Jesus first. I pray that you will learn from your brothers and your sister that people are different and yet all valuable....and so many other things! I look forward to seeing you grow from a little boy into a "big guy" as you would put it. But no matter how big you get you will always be my baby!<br /><br />Love,<br />Mama<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">It's official! Ty is 4!</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIwKKNUexuUUqE7-rogMGqzKcEW2I4O8IlsMfXTCCucTyxUUYhr3R2uEJYsAOlfPPV2z51UgtFfgKcHb9-IUWKSuHIwhKFckd7lNN4MmFvJhScqAUjwXb54rPEYX_dSu2M9jTD-1ncVYcS/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443507215054874002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIwKKNUexuUUqE7-rogMGqzKcEW2I4O8IlsMfXTCCucTyxUUYhr3R2uEJYsAOlfPPV2z51UgtFfgKcHb9-IUWKSuHIwhKFckd7lNN4MmFvJhScqAUjwXb54rPEYX_dSu2M9jTD-1ncVYcS/s320/020.JPG" /></a> Here he is checking out the amazing cake that Heather Crosby made for him. I think he's trying to decide if he should touch it or not....<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI0v1Zv0e6huPrhgritDHjjeR6ibuTPGTGWBvFcq2eEDTofEadVPj6PyTIURm9YMypA7J0Hr5SZDKwa8TPEbBBupIuPDxR2gQ96JLaiVeR1A4pY3ON_WRE_pD0HQr68849AfW1QaGs6dlD/s1600-h/030.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443507210159496146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI0v1Zv0e6huPrhgritDHjjeR6ibuTPGTGWBvFcq2eEDTofEadVPj6PyTIURm9YMypA7J0Hr5SZDKwa8TPEbBBupIuPDxR2gQ96JLaiVeR1A4pY3ON_WRE_pD0HQr68849AfW1QaGs6dlD/s320/030.JPG" /></a><br />Isn't this amazing??? Love it!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXW_1JUZ2EPO_PQQBdAh38B5JLShQVto5CC8MrYEgLQgrYhc9J5wQOTL7fykXqwxLRDzsFLjgzi45q4VAdUXvHL6uuPYiCm2K24P6VqIAj-AViBQXgLd9RurVMIMR98yHQnbxEY7ct0qru/s1600-h/031.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443507203468296642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXW_1JUZ2EPO_PQQBdAh38B5JLShQVto5CC8MrYEgLQgrYhc9J5wQOTL7fykXqwxLRDzsFLjgzi45q4VAdUXvHL6uuPYiCm2K24P6VqIAj-AViBQXgLd9RurVMIMR98yHQnbxEY7ct0qru/s320/031.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Playing a little "Super Hero" Musical chairs.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwypK3wGMSVXskfN1ACKqgL5asQDYUYG7jUUFVNRZ3Xm5FZ7XFRV7hyyhHOmEAeyHTyVNGHfEfd6hj0krT6lSHwgZzmQX6_Wu_4ChftNvYgr__XzyCXbyZf4bvNyET3RXqHuSB1E4I-GW7/s1600-h/039.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443507195368022130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwypK3wGMSVXskfN1ACKqgL5asQDYUYG7jUUFVNRZ3Xm5FZ7XFRV7hyyhHOmEAeyHTyVNGHfEfd6hj0krT6lSHwgZzmQX6_Wu_4ChftNvYgr__XzyCXbyZf4bvNyET3RXqHuSB1E4I-GW7/s320/039.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br />His Super Hero friends that came to celebrate with him!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2xO7ZI-X9NgGF2dNnZthhEoWsiqpVvcS8lH0pdBCFvv9pQAVxqQXGgL7pX2X5Sq6GjVSqDL4x4Hjpr2d5gVqUxiJCjfd5yoi_qUO6K1pZIyu9M6FnkwHuSfeNW9k_VKH_05eQnPqanCn8/s1600-h/058.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443507193115561186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2xO7ZI-X9NgGF2dNnZthhEoWsiqpVvcS8lH0pdBCFvv9pQAVxqQXGgL7pX2X5Sq6GjVSqDL4x4Hjpr2d5gVqUxiJCjfd5yoi_qUO6K1pZIyu9M6FnkwHuSfeNW9k_VKH_05eQnPqanCn8/s320/058.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />The next 5 pictures are from the last 4 years, starting with Ty at age 4. He's always kissin' his Mama or his Mama is always kissin' him...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVdFU-jQBHVayOLFcPeMAMQE8TXl1jCqJOEQBx6MON1Ofp6_Q0waDKOpctj2SuekZejS553ssjZ9eZz7fhKCxx6pl4IpJiha6-qBDYu7iCZ2N2hT7WnHbpx4J8SX4XBBw5LZhzIEO1DHbF/s1600-h/028.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443505447442636370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVdFU-jQBHVayOLFcPeMAMQE8TXl1jCqJOEQBx6MON1Ofp6_Q0waDKOpctj2SuekZejS553ssjZ9eZz7fhKCxx6pl4IpJiha6-qBDYu7iCZ2N2hT7WnHbpx4J8SX4XBBw5LZhzIEO1DHbF/s320/028.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Ty at age 3...Sea World<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwXUTU591j89NkdCc4gm6KLiP9pEIQMrEz8qZjxREPqa0SMa_kdErm_snKXKNZbKNeRjNpI9zZ7nepXWu8BBRT_LUt8cf1O7qgHdym11l1it5yXsGFRpDG4xmDf77Ah77W4dJKH1IATVi0/s1600-h/Disney+World_3639.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443505445230014690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwXUTU591j89NkdCc4gm6KLiP9pEIQMrEz8qZjxREPqa0SMa_kdErm_snKXKNZbKNeRjNpI9zZ7nepXWu8BBRT_LUt8cf1O7qgHdym11l1it5yXsGFRpDG4xmDf77Ah77W4dJKH1IATVi0/s320/Disney+World_3639.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Age 2<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqAzgjxofebfDoH5gUX2YSpcxTop8pJUEnywDO9fD3CQnshLb3TsZzEreKhDwqbJSufQZtDZjWgclA7rGCjFrxpxPq7TKioakGaU7gYrd3Ktt4d6cEOdS7yWjJUxxb-lYLMn79V90flzRB/s1600-h/Tahoe+Family+Vacation_0769.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443505436849776850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqAzgjxofebfDoH5gUX2YSpcxTop8pJUEnywDO9fD3CQnshLb3TsZzEreKhDwqbJSufQZtDZjWgclA7rGCjFrxpxPq7TKioakGaU7gYrd3Ktt4d6cEOdS7yWjJUxxb-lYLMn79V90flzRB/s320/Tahoe+Family+Vacation_0769.jpg" /></a><br />Age 1<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkRq2mPYZVbmM_ag-useQEDawYDtoFqoayq7Y2RJNmwtm_lTlSv0ZKQ9XR1hROGf3P3b-PZPOXGxMGqAqWCdAIrR-azs0cpwgpfDrRy-ov6X4ZyWC3VKpFrLNuQlmIT6I0SlWH1uI46xp_/s1600-h/My+little+Valentines035.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443505432237941538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkRq2mPYZVbmM_ag-useQEDawYDtoFqoayq7Y2RJNmwtm_lTlSv0ZKQ9XR1hROGf3P3b-PZPOXGxMGqAqWCdAIrR-azs0cpwgpfDrRy-ov6X4ZyWC3VKpFrLNuQlmIT6I0SlWH1uI46xp_/s320/My+little+Valentines035.jpg" /></a><br />5 months old and one of my all time FAVORITE pictures of Ty as a baby.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhadCdK3Fg-q4TlURiUZimUxQ-4_oISEv_d1UTQ41VVYnUOWTNPU__3Afeum2_HHAMrYBPcdo7ZOKPgPhY6SkYtouyf1xnhoTeCkWBYIQANuzQfJDrMMyL18r9JpCKfCUBrP7gNHV_TeC0A/s1600-h/Bathing+in+the+sink+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443505424929887106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhadCdK3Fg-q4TlURiUZimUxQ-4_oISEv_d1UTQ41VVYnUOWTNPU__3Afeum2_HHAMrYBPcdo7ZOKPgPhY6SkYtouyf1xnhoTeCkWBYIQANuzQfJDrMMyL18r9JpCKfCUBrP7gNHV_TeC0A/s320/Bathing+in+the+sink+004.jpg" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-77083308684188318942010-01-15T12:16:00.006-07:002010-01-15T14:12:34.228-07:00Fiesta Bowl....didnt really help my chances...You are probably wondering what I mean when I say the Fiesta Bowl didn't really help my chances....well, it has been an on going "discussion", since Jay and I were married, about how he would love to move to Arizona and how I would NOT! Of course living there has NEVER crossed my mind until we were on the airplane ride down there and I was reading a book. The section I was reading was about husbands loving their wives as much as they love their own bodies (Eph. 5:28) which is such a huge task for husbands if you ask me. The author, formerly from Chicago, moved to AZ for his wife's health. She suffered from arthritis and when they vacationed in AZ she always felt so much better. So he moved them down there, in their retirement years. After reading the inspirational story, I looked over at Jay and smiled, knowing he would do the same for me...and then it hit me! "THAT'S how you're going to get me down there!" I blurted out! He looked at me like a weirdo and said "What?" and then I went on to explain. He just smiled a sly smile and said "Hey, if its what the Lord wants." Of course I laughed but deep down I didn't think it was THAT funny. When we landed in Phoenix, the warmth felt great but the scenery does NOTHING for me. In fact its just so prickly and I do not prefer it. This is where the story gets funny. Jay goes in to get our rental car and comes out with keys to a white Grand Marquis. Do you know what that is? Its the epitome of an old persons car and its ugly! Jay thought it was awesome (goes back to his weird mobster obsessions), but Jaxon and I were looking at him like he was crazy! The back end is as long as the front end and since Jay has a tendency to run into things in his big car, I thought "Oh boy, here we go." We stopped off at Walmart to pick up a few things and I HAD to take a picture of the way he parked the car for the very first time. He was 3 feet OVER the line! Jaxon and I were rollin'! Later Jaxon noticed that on the key chain it said "GRAND MA" (short for Marquis) but we had a hay day with that! The whole weekend we drove around in the GRANDMA! What is even more funny is that we stayed in Sun City which is just rows and rows of condos where the retired people live and so when we were driving in to the sub, we fit in quite nicely! The only other way we could have fit in any better would have been if we would have driven in on a golf cart! =) What wasn't funny was how Jay kept telling me to get use to riding in style cause when WE live here that's what he's gonna drive. =) Not to mention that he said about 25 times in 2 days that he would "love living here". So it really has nothing to do with the Fiesta Bowl, but everything to do with the location of the game. =) It wouldn't be right for me not to give him some attitude about this dream of his but you all know, Id pack my bags and follow him anywhere!<br /><br />Now, the Fiesta Bowl was an awesome experience! And to just go with Jaxon and Jay was really really fun. Its the first trip alone we have taken with just Jax and it made me realize how quickly he is growing up. On the plane we didn't have seats together and he was more than fine with sitting by someone he didn't know. He could pack and carry his own bag. He read books and didn't ask when we were going to be there. He just enjoyed being with us and we enjoyed being with him! But to be at such a big game like that with our little athlete will be a day I will never forget. Id like to say that he was star struck by the whole weekend, but you all know Id be lying. While I'm jumping up and down in excitement, Jaxon was his normal "steady" self. About the most I got out of him was during the game and even that was just a few high fives! We couldn't be anymore different, but I wouldn't change ANYTHING about him. I just know I'm going to LOVE being the mom of older kids. Jaxon has eased us into it nicely!<br /><br />PS. You know this was written by a woman cause I didn't even mention anything about the win! Just all relational stuff! HA!<br /><br /><div align="center">Jay & Jax rollin' in the GRAND MA! Notice the park job!</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1rGhfu1ptmKnFQvMTBHjmEXUPiD3iiDXfjT7weRIvadaZP9MH95y4sdH10nSjqHbrCIvW35uyD3ILwS09jNDCuEOJZNncZ44pFbH0sXokMf3YScnwX8DnUYLPtymJVvZuHiZjJ-Fswsp9/s1600-h/IMG_5035_4809.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427060794978851042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1rGhfu1ptmKnFQvMTBHjmEXUPiD3iiDXfjT7weRIvadaZP9MH95y4sdH10nSjqHbrCIvW35uyD3ILwS09jNDCuEOJZNncZ44pFbH0sXokMf3YScnwX8DnUYLPtymJVvZuHiZjJ-Fswsp9/s320/IMG_5035_4809.jpg" /></a> Heading out to the game! GO BRONCOS!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEccTqd96GAtJC8oTgkm4zaruxbHR0dgWNgSOfGyWmS8gjrTONdAzfmLQrztqbgqNfYb_K1jkKn4G_Rj5yiQ2VuthuULhItkDl56ecp4IjqFPEwb0jz8usd7dH4mzlBJqjbRtYI5a8VQrq/s1600-h/IMG_5037_4756.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427060564198852978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEccTqd96GAtJC8oTgkm4zaruxbHR0dgWNgSOfGyWmS8gjrTONdAzfmLQrztqbgqNfYb_K1jkKn4G_Rj5yiQ2VuthuULhItkDl56ecp4IjqFPEwb0jz8usd7dH4mzlBJqjbRtYI5a8VQrq/s320/IMG_5037_4756.jpg" /></a><br />Mitch & Jaxon's first tailgate party!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgDyydIsggtkFqwsJ1_A5AgK-BoWX9g4z-20mfG39Q9SqCAlPTEDbhi8Ztpmw44hwExEGPhOBLcFF9s0nfARXA-wmAiYVoTVTPtyvlh_BvEfCJFvKLmeGYr-h9NmwYaCjd5MQE1__W9RlS/s1600-h/IMG_5041_4760.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427060557786346466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgDyydIsggtkFqwsJ1_A5AgK-BoWX9g4z-20mfG39Q9SqCAlPTEDbhi8Ztpmw44hwExEGPhOBLcFF9s0nfARXA-wmAiYVoTVTPtyvlh_BvEfCJFvKLmeGYr-h9NmwYaCjd5MQE1__W9RlS/s320/IMG_5041_4760.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Kelli, John, Jay, Heather & Jax...all 11. Must be some Moore fans in the house!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2aSTwYmoeybFVC1xPQTbZVRNpClBTJ-8YHCFxsRz_pB7Tpn7O9LcUf0aZg0Tj4kjb13OfKs1r9_bXlqb6cmn8mKMlKC-1AwidleW4jiW5gmyXr8qC5rhlf3TUh32MyxOloXE6PSz3CAqQ/s1600-h/IMG_5045_4764.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427060549351313858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2aSTwYmoeybFVC1xPQTbZVRNpClBTJ-8YHCFxsRz_pB7Tpn7O9LcUf0aZg0Tj4kjb13OfKs1r9_bXlqb6cmn8mKMlKC-1AwidleW4jiW5gmyXr8qC5rhlf3TUh32MyxOloXE6PSz3CAqQ/s320/IMG_5045_4764.jpg" /></a><br /><br />I loved being with my boys!<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiesVsPeb9U7b9-XDxinwEkz0LaU8nUklmm1wFtBH3G2wX_vPIQbZo8Qrm9ruc6gc9Es63M0exMZWmgJrIT1ceCjC4DdXhKX9NXR1sGExS387mJJy4YMQLbAqHuFkeJEkLzKgeXVOTB0FUO/s1600-h/IMG_5062_4781.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427060538537040914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiesVsPeb9U7b9-XDxinwEkz0LaU8nUklmm1wFtBH3G2wX_vPIQbZo8Qrm9ruc6gc9Es63M0exMZWmgJrIT1ceCjC4DdXhKX9NXR1sGExS387mJJy4YMQLbAqHuFkeJEkLzKgeXVOTB0FUO/s320/IMG_5062_4781.jpg" /></a><br />Check out how close we were to the field! Unbelievable seats! Jaxon got excited about that. Even better John,who is 7'1", sat right behind him so he could stand on the seat to see over the adults standing in front of him!</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrG6ilvVEOTtaWIGyKLdZlT26at2MsXdxtLIiAKO3cjqBDkRv3Abs6LT7EVVOjt1cIz4Y1KrNxx9yDdrR7NHWY74sDZ-XYpfP9ubpKfVCuvl8V62BzLt3wcAciaTz6Z6dp1meEShdP4bGK/s1600-h/IMG_5051_4770.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427060528916512434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrG6ilvVEOTtaWIGyKLdZlT26at2MsXdxtLIiAKO3cjqBDkRv3Abs6LT7EVVOjt1cIz4Y1KrNxx9yDdrR7NHWY74sDZ-XYpfP9ubpKfVCuvl8V62BzLt3wcAciaTz6Z6dp1meEShdP4bGK/s320/IMG_5051_4770.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjknJ7wUZ8Lk3tSUyLXkCFJFXHzyxTCJcJ4sIuvQoNgl8vGYgfFGvXBJ6mNnsa7VgX9cqqmfIJne-qEbjMpvqQUqm9V3PdmpyxFQgA9rXNVVp9UMbKznc7eKnIFBiNTIAU0kN03bm9FpmH9/s1600-h/IMG_5071_4789.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427059225574771874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjknJ7wUZ8Lk3tSUyLXkCFJFXHzyxTCJcJ4sIuvQoNgl8vGYgfFGvXBJ6mNnsa7VgX9cqqmfIJne-qEbjMpvqQUqm9V3PdmpyxFQgA9rXNVVp9UMbKznc7eKnIFBiNTIAU0kN03bm9FpmH9/s320/IMG_5071_4789.jpg" /></a><br />Final Score: TCU-10, BSU 17!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDF11fGHbMdN5ED8BZCThR4UMbW447qsQeoRL34qrYlRzN0X2OQhyphenhyphenmxDv5fu3weNRNiIAElFVj4BSUMQYs4grP_d4hgonbkGjjm56Fh7MMLzpJLRueITWylzIgBuiw2vTf8CKXl7UrBDDt/s1600-h/IMG_5088_4804.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427059220247602658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDF11fGHbMdN5ED8BZCThR4UMbW447qsQeoRL34qrYlRzN0X2OQhyphenhyphenmxDv5fu3weNRNiIAElFVj4BSUMQYs4grP_d4hgonbkGjjm56Fh7MMLzpJLRueITWylzIgBuiw2vTf8CKXl7UrBDDt/s320/IMG_5088_4804.jpg" /></a><br />I just love this picture. This group of people are all from our church or at least we know them through church friends. It was so fun to all be in the same section together!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKqyvqkgktT0Wp0TjOjtarrUj_8EPBAlK0KGQRYwKi4WeuIvs7w5OKkwGjxTVyoxlKIcWqd_X7gkJx-KQtuJEfDdyxMYkXeeSgSp0YLgjXy69c-3lvVGAA1-bW8T2n1QPc7TV7ckUx06_r/s1600-h/IMG_5078_4795.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427059213392198546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKqyvqkgktT0Wp0TjOjtarrUj_8EPBAlK0KGQRYwKi4WeuIvs7w5OKkwGjxTVyoxlKIcWqd_X7gkJx-KQtuJEfDdyxMYkXeeSgSp0YLgjXy69c-3lvVGAA1-bW8T2n1QPc7TV7ckUx06_r/s320/IMG_5078_4795.jpg" /></a> The 3 youngest Hughes stayed with Crosby's and Heather said that the kids kept telling her that they were going to see their mommy, daddy and Jaxon on TV....She was a little worried that they would be upset when they didn't see us, but THEN.....we appeared! They were so excited!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi12t3NX53YptKLdA9QeYfvD8pRAqBHOjEVRagYFQ_UkEjlpHmW6s3d258ilTPs19a51xG4838aFRMcl-As247-VVrhPac4EwI5-gnCVAGksWAdJ0FGdzjUZ3paqEafi23OL1twzRKNeFcz/s1600-h/009.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427059202819828626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi12t3NX53YptKLdA9QeYfvD8pRAqBHOjEVRagYFQ_UkEjlpHmW6s3d258ilTPs19a51xG4838aFRMcl-As247-VVrhPac4EwI5-gnCVAGksWAdJ0FGdzjUZ3paqEafi23OL1twzRKNeFcz/s320/009.JPG" /></a> You cant just go home and go to sleep after an adrenalin rush like that! So, we took the boys the In-n-Out for a little Bronco celebration!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqDiHcDIq6Gn2iRD_m7QqzDizzqHkocuwrhFuctgQELSWQXarmGRYbUwbYmBBy0kpdQayPrsXTQPRUPazsDtlvCY6ZOI_V_hHiwcVNaoX25oSeEhKaiksnL007L3lPCmi4XFRyCQBNboWa/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427059195373306482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqDiHcDIq6Gn2iRD_m7QqzDizzqHkocuwrhFuctgQELSWQXarmGRYbUwbYmBBy0kpdQayPrsXTQPRUPazsDtlvCY6ZOI_V_hHiwcVNaoX25oSeEhKaiksnL007L3lPCmi4XFRyCQBNboWa/s320/008.JPG" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-39725343710501220282009-12-29T21:48:00.006-07:002009-12-29T22:38:59.953-07:00Just the 6 of usIn 14 years since Jay and I have been together we have NEVER spent a Christmas with just our little family. As much as we love being with all of the extended family it was time for us to keep it small and intimate. Everything leading up to this day was so memorable for me. It was the first year we actually had time to take the kids shopping so that they could shop for one another. To see them roam the mall in search for the perfect gift for their brothers or sister was so sweet! Then watching them wrap their gifts for each other, then give them to each other was such a blessing to Jay and I. It truly is better to give than to receive and this year our kids experienced that. It also made Jay and I look at each other and say "we need to do this more often". And we will. Christmas Eve day went to lunch at our favorite Mexican restaurant, Costa Vida, then came home and watched the Nativity Story together...the kids LOVED this and want to "watch it together every year" (Kenna). Then we had dinner together, cleaned up and headed to church for a reflective Christmas Eve service. We then headed back home to open our gifts!!! It was such a fun day! Christmas morning we opened our stockings and had breakfast together. Then we hopped in the car and drove to Yakima to spend a few days with my family. We had a great time....unfortunately, I didn't take any pictures...which is weird, I know.<br /><br />On December first we started reading a story for advent called Jothem's Journey. It is a story about a little boy that gets separated from his family and while he searches for them he encounters the people in the Christmas story and comes to learn about the Messiah. GREAT story! Our kids looked forward to reading this together each night...actually I looked forward to it! We would light the candle on the Advent wreath and cozy up by each other and daddy or I would read our chapter for the night...it was so relaxing! Then we would have wonderful conversations about the story and how to apply the lessons to our lives. It felt like Christmas should....to be focused on Jesus, his coming, his death, and his promise that he will again one day return as our king! What a meaningful month it was for us. I'm already looking forward to next year and I cant say that it has been that way for me....for a while.<br /><br />Here are some pics from our time together!~<br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Tyson and all of his pearly whites! My little cheese ball!</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtFxYC6wQHSRKCHUl-gURaqrTgQgQ5_qumautbRDjz3YthU9aMOG9zZ3Lc84UK1M4KkwJuXgwLbcFm9OIae-8eOJqVc-JyF7gYWQhwem9eR54aWNiIaD5Z_Hf1e_8qO7AplbiX3dqdzVkA/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420891506466984530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtFxYC6wQHSRKCHUl-gURaqrTgQgQ5_qumautbRDjz3YthU9aMOG9zZ3Lc84UK1M4KkwJuXgwLbcFm9OIae-8eOJqVc-JyF7gYWQhwem9eR54aWNiIaD5Z_Hf1e_8qO7AplbiX3dqdzVkA/s320/002.JPG" /></a> Huddy....could those eyes be anymore BeaUtiful??? And I'm diggin the feaux hawk!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOqHrhW1svMWUaYiH7lol7B1fnZuFBSqZD6ow_Rj2mD3dDzRJ3q1Q7AehhyphenhyphenR2cqrypNtbKHkQEe6nadKAWUf00i4eauiwZEN2y7jOHRjkMQjq4Ak0PCFeBE9paOXSTZDUn1_EsXO9jPFJc/s1600-h/010.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420891500249330354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOqHrhW1svMWUaYiH7lol7B1fnZuFBSqZD6ow_Rj2mD3dDzRJ3q1Q7AehhyphenhyphenR2cqrypNtbKHkQEe6nadKAWUf00i4eauiwZEN2y7jOHRjkMQjq4Ak0PCFeBE9paOXSTZDUn1_EsXO9jPFJc/s320/010.JPG" /></a><br />Our sweetie heart! Cant believe how old she looks in the picture. =(<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5t9H9nCdMLf1M_8uRnozk-qBs7R2u_j3tOfQ0daS_aTio76lir-dqndVnCX5mwYNuKysofPLOWHqmfP4IZdhKXJZZKnNCrhIasZ1lY0i9ATTItgffH9FqRf0M9ByMULbbsQLvNTbePzik/s1600-h/006.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420891491597377618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5t9H9nCdMLf1M_8uRnozk-qBs7R2u_j3tOfQ0daS_aTio76lir-dqndVnCX5mwYNuKysofPLOWHqmfP4IZdhKXJZZKnNCrhIasZ1lY0i9ATTItgffH9FqRf0M9ByMULbbsQLvNTbePzik/s320/006.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Poor Jaxon had a canker sore the size of a quarter inside his top lip....made it hard to smile so I got a "stop making me try to smile, mom" look. =)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWxqym1f55soA6OoHWIgE0PzcXXwzUmoCIvL14vPbpvR4QwvgOaR-lnHN6mHytsU-9TXET7KdeUyqE8zhpr-iOsDmHBwzh4KvAItDz2RBkaeBBnYT1BDqyEowB7JMrf1ZwhId8NMEA1GbF/s1600-h/027.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420891487793863346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWxqym1f55soA6OoHWIgE0PzcXXwzUmoCIvL14vPbpvR4QwvgOaR-lnHN6mHytsU-9TXET7KdeUyqE8zhpr-iOsDmHBwzh4KvAItDz2RBkaeBBnYT1BDqyEowB7JMrf1ZwhId8NMEA1GbF/s320/027.JPG" /></a><br />Our Christmas Eve Dinner! Yummy!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjeG-iPE69BMf8FHhS7q3H_huvRPdRzN5pTXbUVOEydCT6p3xbo3B-EQhzQjMku6KZqdc2xPTv8m6j8U3dZYxRBY-QqwZ3RN9Uuy_QsezgrUZG099kxerbdZSz8WSl6xKdlBVdO1o2l5bT/s1600-h/030.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420890309703375858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjeG-iPE69BMf8FHhS7q3H_huvRPdRzN5pTXbUVOEydCT6p3xbo3B-EQhzQjMku6KZqdc2xPTv8m6j8U3dZYxRBY-QqwZ3RN9Uuy_QsezgrUZG099kxerbdZSz8WSl6xKdlBVdO1o2l5bT/s320/030.JPG" /></a><br /><div>The Ham that we bough the day before Christmas Eve....not easy to find a ham that late in the month!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMtH5sRTHPd_TI_YdBNIS2TTcAwi_41GchGMagu2loYL7FymgoEMxIzxqOdZPZHl40_RxQA7h2Nhy0ZIHoZgAtk4EIGMeX1YO1wjVZNjZWwWFKdwKuX4e6gdAVJlB7isf9JSMOlBDMEyU7/s1600-h/032.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420890300981319890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMtH5sRTHPd_TI_YdBNIS2TTcAwi_41GchGMagu2loYL7FymgoEMxIzxqOdZPZHl40_RxQA7h2Nhy0ZIHoZgAtk4EIGMeX1YO1wjVZNjZWwWFKdwKuX4e6gdAVJlB7isf9JSMOlBDMEyU7/s320/032.JPG" /></a><br />Kenna watching the end of the Nativity Story. She was all teary eyed! It was so sweet.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRcQftA2w-_3pYta35BPMqt_W82926wbXY5Z-LKypItNh8GEoiYmZyWyFQbAqWfRxAmUPCuKncb1PDBXCszzxjYsacDarFIUoNaLxe02tSCryRbJdsuUQHzhXx3o0flI7sDRfAwMDwdlmm/s1600-h/033.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420890295755086130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRcQftA2w-_3pYta35BPMqt_W82926wbXY5Z-LKypItNh8GEoiYmZyWyFQbAqWfRxAmUPCuKncb1PDBXCszzxjYsacDarFIUoNaLxe02tSCryRbJdsuUQHzhXx3o0flI7sDRfAwMDwdlmm/s320/033.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Jay & the cuties!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiouOVa8a-7bzV4yi6NXoQOml9ivxrhk9mN0oSLWz_LM6iYD8g88bjdMNl3uipwzunEU0ZhpAgHk5_NC6zz3nkfXm-P5RIsL3kfTy6-6Y0AU_kj8ENdKjNC9RLHmKXpXWnLrLivNuk4HRzT/s1600-h/019.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420890290318846834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiouOVa8a-7bzV4yi6NXoQOml9ivxrhk9mN0oSLWz_LM6iYD8g88bjdMNl3uipwzunEU0ZhpAgHk5_NC6zz3nkfXm-P5RIsL3kfTy6-6Y0AU_kj8ENdKjNC9RLHmKXpXWnLrLivNuk4HRzT/s320/019.JPG" /></a> Mama and her little chicks!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmVZpq4mAfDYPRoVyLvKtgHEJwgOAkiy_v43oEuWDK0VsM4kxkS5Gz9xXPWVvoba3tE-RV5-XI9-0r06GnzJsmbSBwU6POhbEZp-P3ShS3TsMQ3jq0Zdaba6hBWEqDpQVz438e8-4g6Wzp/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420890281463371426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmVZpq4mAfDYPRoVyLvKtgHEJwgOAkiy_v43oEuWDK0VsM4kxkS5Gz9xXPWVvoba3tE-RV5-XI9-0r06GnzJsmbSBwU6POhbEZp-P3ShS3TsMQ3jq0Zdaba6hBWEqDpQVz438e8-4g6Wzp/s320/018.JPG" /></a><br />Poor Jaxon just couldn't smile any more...so here are the other 3 hammin' it up!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnGKK43lyOqB9wvMQEel1HJcFs8rciEieIsvGmDh3Lke-JBd6Iem98-nTN3eg3MpbZXvoZnWVtYiLbDCAlhMLMzvD927vZvmSf64enOqzWo9BZB_PUKqOdLupO8MiSO5rCPI6rlhqeVO39/s1600-h/016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420889115487264930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnGKK43lyOqB9wvMQEel1HJcFs8rciEieIsvGmDh3Lke-JBd6Iem98-nTN3eg3MpbZXvoZnWVtYiLbDCAlhMLMzvD927vZvmSf64enOqzWo9BZB_PUKqOdLupO8MiSO5rCPI6rlhqeVO39/s320/016.JPG" /></a><br />Christmas Eve reading our Advent story. Ty seems to be paying really close attention. =)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglb2aPMl4gw_vwmNG-PH3V5I14Eg2zPQzWdwdjT7Kw4_1eC5_JYWXLh31r2k5jpoDqIqgW60pGnMHgeu2hjaJ4io5UoGbmE2sb2EWz_gzun9UDTPRXOJPS7X02jzzH8FJOk85Ah8JzsvA9/s1600-h/042.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420889110944208210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglb2aPMl4gw_vwmNG-PH3V5I14Eg2zPQzWdwdjT7Kw4_1eC5_JYWXLh31r2k5jpoDqIqgW60pGnMHgeu2hjaJ4io5UoGbmE2sb2EWz_gzun9UDTPRXOJPS7X02jzzH8FJOk85Ah8JzsvA9/s320/042.JPG" /></a><br />Advent Wreath<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipR2ubMqZKxfVH41P7aGFldlPXOQSaToBifGfQOQbmGpPE8UaWj1KuzTys9hIixgwrPmyA2SCEKc2aFeTTAFq9E7IEPTKq9c5s0jYW-q_5j7J2_3xEcixKgDMf102H78RLgrYtHiRQtywH/s1600-h/046.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420889106068863314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipR2ubMqZKxfVH41P7aGFldlPXOQSaToBifGfQOQbmGpPE8UaWj1KuzTys9hIixgwrPmyA2SCEKc2aFeTTAFq9E7IEPTKq9c5s0jYW-q_5j7J2_3xEcixKgDMf102H78RLgrYtHiRQtywH/s320/046.JPG" /></a> Ty & Hudson<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3_sMEkk18RCOvyd2SeUVr2EWTBIFi-HesOJtYgoHIWBp3Pz4ENJ0AIbn8KGInlD1KZydTca_mnDW-r3m6Y3TLlwuH1HF6MIYn7vFWmhS8WMKTHhw0zpHWrH2AUOA8FWPBPXfdo8njvSml/s1600-h/048.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420889096546363522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3_sMEkk18RCOvyd2SeUVr2EWTBIFi-HesOJtYgoHIWBp3Pz4ENJ0AIbn8KGInlD1KZydTca_mnDW-r3m6Y3TLlwuH1HF6MIYn7vFWmhS8WMKTHhw0zpHWrH2AUOA8FWPBPXfdo8njvSml/s320/048.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Daddy just opened up the present the kids got him...a NEW wallet!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZA7buzlzlCEiwGUpEdAQOdFzFQyJaePmRglm-k8s2kvJXEPCBGNA3lvJiYDUw0vLTBbNyaw230hFy-Tfq42v2PhFGKyPqlXaKdz9coPlrJ2ZT2nLrJTyt22T8_QSFvl6m7ttVo11rjSgi/s1600-h/053.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420889090607043650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZA7buzlzlCEiwGUpEdAQOdFzFQyJaePmRglm-k8s2kvJXEPCBGNA3lvJiYDUw0vLTBbNyaw230hFy-Tfq42v2PhFGKyPqlXaKdz9coPlrJ2ZT2nLrJTyt22T8_QSFvl6m7ttVo11rjSgi/s320/053.JPG" /></a><br />Kenna got some slippers from Jax! She "was totally wanting some just like these!"<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOYoKt2Sb73CKb0vcAhfTQcgYK5FSRR4ckzJ847S1qYuMIHaOu_6H-cSRoCsP47MZa_NzTjI8vPMZ5oPTuWhHenehpxNqNrokjSQV_yhqvCMR8r8MJx6si7WXHc7ttROEx57_FoXJbxpaB/s1600-h/052.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420887744459186514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOYoKt2Sb73CKb0vcAhfTQcgYK5FSRR4ckzJ847S1qYuMIHaOu_6H-cSRoCsP47MZa_NzTjI8vPMZ5oPTuWhHenehpxNqNrokjSQV_yhqvCMR8r8MJx6si7WXHc7ttROEx57_FoXJbxpaB/s320/052.JPG" /></a><br />Hud & Ty opening up their storm trooper helmets!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmkaNKguMfkAloTqq3r1OA_C2iai5QRiX48MSOt7bExeEdSL6fvSc81wHvXEqOjxC4p2tOC4rYUFaByUFduoO4eO_IF6J4Ive-mE2RQgNXv-Jns9RzDoJMu1YpeYkQODDJHElmeHQJ_eMC/s1600-h/059.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420887735887267170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmkaNKguMfkAloTqq3r1OA_C2iai5QRiX48MSOt7bExeEdSL6fvSc81wHvXEqOjxC4p2tOC4rYUFaByUFduoO4eO_IF6J4Ive-mE2RQgNXv-Jns9RzDoJMu1YpeYkQODDJHElmeHQJ_eMC/s320/059.JPG" /></a> </div><div>"now we're just wike wheel (real) star wars guys, Huddy!" Tyson age 3 1/2<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifqA6LABMJEEBTuFkv1oWQtNoOqoqU1BniZ23ckeMmna2IwfzcUIxase4YZp5Urkz5pvx5S4Ws2EMfXwB-X1VNDCs_DkYYWhEE5zJkzPpk-dY1yxDJ0T3cpUIR8x2DVV-mykv04_M5CbJn/s1600-h/061.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420887729113130578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifqA6LABMJEEBTuFkv1oWQtNoOqoqU1BniZ23ckeMmna2IwfzcUIxase4YZp5Urkz5pvx5S4Ws2EMfXwB-X1VNDCs_DkYYWhEE5zJkzPpk-dY1yxDJ0T3cpUIR8x2DVV-mykv04_M5CbJn/s320/061.JPG" /></a><br />Here is Jax opening up his "big" gift from Jay & I. It was a little box with a BSU Fiesta Bowl T-shirt in it and a ticket to the Fiesta Bowl!!!! But when he ripped the package open the ticket fell on the floor and he didn't even notice...so while we snickered at his excitement over the t-shirt, Kenna pointed out the ticket on the floor. This is the picture of him figuring out that he gets to go with us to the FIESTA BOWL!!!!!!!! GO BSU!</div><br /><div align="center">He knew that Jay and were going but we didn't tell him he was going to get to go. NOT ONCE did he ask if he could go so it made giving him the gift even more exciting! When we asked him if he thought we were going to take him he said "no, I thought you would have told me by now". He was AS excited as we have EVER seen Jax! <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcQtoxWlMHTmKcVfsMngT3vnKjyLPr82IQ5SpRcg8aGPQRyBbPEHT2ZRGWN1MKOVkUQ5fxUq4qkKhDIbes8pzZ2SXfGYhMPBri1hTvJjjHMqUDGaFkKKCONG0QAit-q1nodONlKe8KJmxG/s1600-h/067.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420887727374884722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcQtoxWlMHTmKcVfsMngT3vnKjyLPr82IQ5SpRcg8aGPQRyBbPEHT2ZRGWN1MKOVkUQ5fxUq4qkKhDIbes8pzZ2SXfGYhMPBri1hTvJjjHMqUDGaFkKKCONG0QAit-q1nodONlKe8KJmxG/s320/067.JPG" /></a><br />Looking forward to Jan 4th! Go Broncos....PLEEEEEAAASE make it worth the money we spent!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu4q-lHTRRPyoYA2GxUI1P8W8Fg6zVB9EGvaor5Hrn8BP_n-UkDW6BNLxVsFVYmsjeUTSk5s1CzCiTRjXJf2cWWEVPqLO0fmdKwqta-J0RTZSVGhfn_66DopF1bU4siozXVa37Jz7WQyZA/s1600-h/069.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420887718230874866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu4q-lHTRRPyoYA2GxUI1P8W8Fg6zVB9EGvaor5Hrn8BP_n-UkDW6BNLxVsFVYmsjeUTSk5s1CzCiTRjXJf2cWWEVPqLO0fmdKwqta-J0RTZSVGhfn_66DopF1bU4siozXVa37Jz7WQyZA/s320/069.JPG" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-22385161065617500532009-12-29T21:37:00.002-07:002009-12-29T21:47:33.215-07:00One of our FAVORITE Christmas traditions<div align="center">If you live in Boise there's no doubt you know of this place. Every year this guy lights his house up for all of Boise to see and every year we drive up Quail hill, park, walk a ways in the snow and marvel at all of the lights...all of his hard work! The kids love it, I love it...even Jay loves it! =) This year we went the night before Christmas Eve and it took us 30 minutes to get up the hill to the house. It was bumper to bumper traffic! But well worth the wait!</div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhToOycGixgJyMtcCPHBRKVvLXpGQwlTFEdFRb6dha_hVCDupdgFB0xxOrR3QiLSx9BDFdp3RQNzA0PhhsHclcw6sk_azaELpz0Ce5TetkNuCAiYUHz73DUFEuLMd-yU64dFauVy_Lv-n79/s1600-h/IMG_4967_4739.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420885064530462386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhToOycGixgJyMtcCPHBRKVvLXpGQwlTFEdFRb6dha_hVCDupdgFB0xxOrR3QiLSx9BDFdp3RQNzA0PhhsHclcw6sk_azaELpz0Ce5TetkNuCAiYUHz73DUFEuLMd-yU64dFauVy_Lv-n79/s320/IMG_4967_4739.jpg" /></a> Apparently 10 year old boys don't wear pants anymore no matter what the temp!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxR9zkiinMA4mH2BHnk2_rjHcG3NnsoVlsDG-V55lu48WOqCZZRcPVq9tg5b2eC3wd-vMaAceAz8O0yj6UMkGVHiYSDNePUjFdCQSmImJsTc0Gyqhul62baI8D9ATV9dgDFGfIK5kqj5Da/s1600-h/IMG_4973_4745_edited-1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420885061061137986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxR9zkiinMA4mH2BHnk2_rjHcG3NnsoVlsDG-V55lu48WOqCZZRcPVq9tg5b2eC3wd-vMaAceAz8O0yj6UMkGVHiYSDNePUjFdCQSmImJsTc0Gyqhul62baI8D9ATV9dgDFGfIK5kqj5Da/s320/IMG_4973_4745_edited-1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWJr4NcmHcZ7RFZ6UMmEkgCy-2biPDubSac53hASzfIQ88ja68J6mZGaFp-9rRMm0zkQxZETauNE3b69nd-ape9JulbciiqFpd47B4G5losH5eo7qOXlgpluvSaVDSQVc6ysWjqTWYZ76P/s1600-h/IMG_4972_4744_edited-1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420885050143713346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWJr4NcmHcZ7RFZ6UMmEkgCy-2biPDubSac53hASzfIQ88ja68J6mZGaFp-9rRMm0zkQxZETauNE3b69nd-ape9JulbciiqFpd47B4G5losH5eo7qOXlgpluvSaVDSQVc6ysWjqTWYZ76P/s320/IMG_4972_4744_edited-1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJu2vy7hV_sQH0UVoBMFtmb2dp13E5eJ1Cr9XQR9dzU4zJ539nqwEECRZidXilEKL6QqTC3tFS8Nb5QRWUrIlKCMPJVnI7Oq-9m5z5X-MtuBcxqJWO3M9B7RncX3rCcSwzFCHcdG4CnLIi/s1600-h/IMG_4970_4742.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420885040137320802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJu2vy7hV_sQH0UVoBMFtmb2dp13E5eJ1Cr9XQR9dzU4zJ539nqwEECRZidXilEKL6QqTC3tFS8Nb5QRWUrIlKCMPJVnI7Oq-9m5z5X-MtuBcxqJWO3M9B7RncX3rCcSwzFCHcdG4CnLIi/s320/IMG_4970_4742.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxyXT-I9Coj5g2sdz5HPqP95kVcq9_oeWpYBX3gX8ysc-PpDNt4IEreEd2JkJ6Dnj6WGfbkUTYFe0wWdF5_UwBfpTZNXXA0-yIaWTCccZXsAmmEES4P-Il30PQO6GYAXcfjYtMkwHpQ1r9/s1600-h/IMG_4975_4747.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420885039625934146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxyXT-I9Coj5g2sdz5HPqP95kVcq9_oeWpYBX3gX8ysc-PpDNt4IEreEd2JkJ6Dnj6WGfbkUTYFe0wWdF5_UwBfpTZNXXA0-yIaWTCccZXsAmmEES4P-Il30PQO6GYAXcfjYtMkwHpQ1r9/s320/IMG_4975_4747.jpg" /></a> This year the neighbor next door went all out! I love it! DITTO!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-11652902590851517252009-12-01T17:20:00.004-07:002009-12-01T17:46:14.808-07:00Welcome back???Facebook has taken over blogging....its sad, I know. This is my attempt at coming back to the bloggers world...we'll see how it goes. Im going to attempt blogging in December...if it doesnt work then I will have to say goodbye to this past time...one that I enjoyed for so long. =) Im just not sure I can keep up with both....plus its a lot of work if no one looks at it! =0)Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3465016705049426616.post-69767873487353092132009-07-15T17:22:00.003-06:002009-07-15T20:49:50.491-06:004th of July!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipdaL7CerrSV6p9o1TQIKnXiWv95zo2Y3eLI3b0T6Mu7vRbUGKbyTMQLCs4PDHCrR0Bwv4Ty3t-_UKOEPGo7DE2byHhRQfotRVBnU5WzzNeROAAzSEzO24pjr2_s7Qca17cFXuhzAGfg1n/s1600-h/IMG_6565A.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358832087924334370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipdaL7CerrSV6p9o1TQIKnXiWv95zo2Y3eLI3b0T6Mu7vRbUGKbyTMQLCs4PDHCrR0Bwv4Ty3t-_UKOEPGo7DE2byHhRQfotRVBnU5WzzNeROAAzSEzO24pjr2_s7Qca17cFXuhzAGfg1n/s400/IMG_6565A.jpg" /></a><br /><div>As you know....I love the 4th of July. It is one of those days that I look forward to all year long. But Ive been thinking a lot about why I love it so much (maybe because of the sermon we had this week) and these are some of my thoughts.</div><div> </div><div>Of course there are the surfacey things that are fun....swimming, basketball, BBQ, potato sack races, dancing and the fireworks...but who we do all of these things with is really why it is fun. I love that we serve a God who has created us to "enjoy" the things He has given us but especially the relationships that He has allowed us to have. What a blessing! But as much as I do enjoy the preparations, the people and falling into bed exhausted there is more to it for me. It is seeing the things that God has given us, be used in a way to encourage others. That might sound strange but this is what I mean by that....when I look at this picture, at the families that are represented here, I see people who love the Lord, people who have loved us, but I also see people who have been through a lot. They have all had pain, struggles, heart aches, and to see them all come together to have fun & enjoy this life God has given us is really special to me. I don't want them to forget their struggles because God truly does grow us through hard times, but to see them be able to enjoy the happiness of life too, is so great! It makes me think about Heaven...how in the presence of Jesus we will have real joy, perfect relationships and fun! The 4th of July is a little piece of Heaven on earth for me and I really do thank the Lord for it. =)</div><div> </div><div>You might be saying "the 4th of July is a holiday to celebrate our country" and that is true! And I so appreciate that the Lord allowed for me and for my children to be born into a country with so many freedoms, but it too makes me long for Heaven...where my one purpose, to worship Jesus, will not be clouded by "American" things. That even as "nice" as being an American is, being in Heaven with Jesus will be.....indescribable! There is always tension on this earth....I am SO thankful to be and American and yet I look forward to being taken from this place that is not my home for eternity. And I am also thankful, like I mentioned up above, for the joy we are able to experience here on earth because they too point my affections heavenward. </div><div> </div><div>Bet you didn't think those were the reasons I love the 4th of July! =)</div>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04578544002946884790noreply@blogger.com3