I realize most everyone is busy getting ready for Christmas now, but we have just gotten home from our Thanksgiving trip and I thought I’d share a little bit of our celebration while waiting for the loads and loads of our laundry to dry. I guess it would have been nice to post on Thanksgiving or the day after, but I was too busy enjoying my family, the food, and watching football to spend much time on the computer. And…
This past weekend Caroline and I took advantage of two extra tickets that a friend had for the Baylor/Texas A and M game. It’s just a short trip over to College Station (delayed somewhat by our stop at the outlet mall) and, although it rained on us most of the drive, by kick off the sun had started to shine. Well, shine on the Aggies. It’s kind of like Baylor football has a dark cloud over it. I mean, I…
Friday was the kindergarten Thanksgiving feast at our school. The students make their own Indian costumes: They sing lots of songs for the parents: I think in this song the Indians had to rest: There was even a turkey in the show!! After the performance, we all went back to their classroom for a traditional feast. Well, not really traditional but they did have corn on the cob, turkey rollups, cheese sticks, bananas, pumpkin pie … and chocolate chip cookies. …
The last three or four days held so many events that I couldn’t keep up on the blog! I shared Jacob’s encounter with the cow at the Oil Ranch, but had a few more pics to show. It was a fun day made all the more worthwhile when Jacob said to me as I was leaving … “one more hug Mommy.” I was happy to oblige. Here was our day: In addition to feeding those cows, Jacob and his friends…
I’m pretty sure this is the closest I’ve ever been to a cow. Like, it was RIGHT there. It might have even been giving me the evil eye. I think it wanted food. It tried to eat my baby. My baby got away. He kind of thought it was funny. I think the cow was a little embarrassed. This city slicker boy tried to tell that cow a thing or two. He talked to it a bit more. (Please…
The other day Jacob was at the park and a little girl came up to him and yelled RIGHT IN HIS FACE … for all the other little playground people to hear … “I KNOW THE BOY I’M GOING TO MARRY AND I’M LOOKIN’ AT HIM.” I kind of laughed and thought it was cute (as well as forward and aggressive) until tonight. Tonight when Jacob and I were snuggling before bedtime, he told me that he had “pinky promised”…
One of my favorite memories of high school is going on our church’s high school mission trip, or Mission Tour, as it was called. One year in particular we went to upstate New York. We helped build the church, we sang the musical called “The Witness” and had a really good time being together. It’s funny the things you remember from those trips. I remember Jerry Greg Johnson playing Jesus and Holly Tompkins Singleton playing Mary (or was that Carol? …
I told you a few weeks ago that I had some stories from Midland. One of them is about my new friend, Alta Lynn Gerlach. She is married to the pastor of Crestview Baptist Church. I didn’t say “pastor’s wife” because I didn’t want you to get the wrong idea. She doesn’t really fit the “pastor’s wife” mold except that she fits it perfectly. Alta Lynn is fun, funny, creative, accepting, kind, smart … to know her is to love…
We are a busy family. It’s true. We spend a lot of time participating in sports, music lessons, various after school activities, etc. Sometimes I think we should limit it better … but I never know what thing(s) to cut out. If anyone ever balked … we’d back out … but they don’t. Britany goes to the gym four days a week for four hours each day … and she prays on all four of those nights … “thank you…
I just had a “request” from Dallas. My friend Debra says you need to know the “rest of the story” about the McDonald’s Arch cards for the soldiers. Long story short … I happened to tell someone at the McDonalds by my house about it (because I am, uhm, a “frequenter” of their business and they know me there) about my idea. She loved it and said she wanted her boss to hear about it … who then wanted the…