May 27, 2008
A Sentimental Moment
Okay, so this is VERY unusual for me, but I had a rare moment of teariness the other day. We were having a terrific rain storm in the valley Thursday. I had taken the kids to see Indiana Jones (very good by the way) and we were on our way home. It was about 8:30 p.m. and POURING rain. The kind of rain that feels like God is trying to drown the devil. I looked in my mirror to see if the kids were asleep, and of course they were. I was suddenly struck by how innocent and young and trusting my children are. Not a care in the world and completely confident that I would get them home safely in spite of the storm outside. I can remember feeling that way when I was a teenager traveling with one of my parents driving. I look around at our world and I can only hope that my children enjoy a greater length of peace and security. That kind of innocence is so fleeting and I never want my kids to grow out of it! I know it hasn't got great odds but I'll keep praying that they will enjoy it as long as I can provide it. So there it is. My sentimental moment for the year. :)
May 16, 2008
May 13, 2008
Emily and Grammy
Emily loves to help in the kitchen. We made some yummy bread rolls. They're made with mashed potatoes and before you bake them you soak them in butter. YUM-O!
Guitar Hero
This is what the boys did on Mother's Day. I think it's HUH-larious that these two grown men LOVE to play this game. For HOURS. I'm serious. HOURS.
Mom and Dad
Shaq Attack
Monday Jeff sent me a message that he'd just met Shaq. That's right, the mammoth who plays for the Sun's now. Of course, I told him to shut up. He patiently replied that he was serious. He had to close the academy and was checking to make sure every thing was locked up and opened up a door to one of the classrooms. There was a Tempe officer and a big black guy with his back to Jeff. He asked the Tempe officer how long he would be so he could lock up, and then Shaq turned around and said hello and shook his hand. I said, um helloooo, did you get a picture? Jeff, being Jeff, calmly said hello and left the room. No picture. His LAME excuse for this terrible over sight was that the man looked busy. Sigh.
Proper Makeup Application Technique
May 06, 2008
Mother's Day Masterpieces
Digger
Emily has a lot of nicknames, but the one that is most like her is Digger. (That's what we call it when they fall down or run into something.) Emily, unfortunately, has inherited her mother's clumsiness! Everyday she has a new bruise or scrape, but I'm proud to say she's no whimp! If she's crying, you know it hurt! This is her latest bruise, courtesy of a spring rocking horse at the park. She cracked her face WHILE she was RIDING the spring horse. Only Emily is capable of getting a black eye on a toy that is nowhere near her face!
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