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OK, so most of you know we are no longer going to our church here in Dawonville. But that's a different story for a very different day. Anyways, the church I've been going to, I've really enjoyed. Our current series is 'Fractured Fairy Tales'. Numbers 80:7-12. He says that fairy tales are great, but they leave us thinking we should all have happy endings. That is not the way life is. Last week was about Jacob, how he was not the one that made the bad decisions, but he was 'fractured' because of his brother's choices. God uses evil for good. Sometimes others make our fairy tale fractured. This week we talked about Moses, how he had his own idea of how he wanted things to be and he didn't obey God, therefore he fractured his fairy tale. Life is a roller coaster, no matter how much we love God. We tend to want to push the blame, or push it to the limits. When we go through our fractures, we want to blame God, or others. We are so kin to Adam and Ev...

If you are not aware, my husband is obsessed with fishing. He has passed this crazy trait, so soon might I add, to our son. C loves 'tickies'. This is what he calls fish, fishing poles, and fishing lures. He has a hat that says, Future Fisherman. And he loves it! The other day his grandmother and I were at the store and she found some socks she wanted to buy him. We were having trouble finding his size. So I dug through them and found a few little ones. They had Nemo socks. She gave them to him as soon as she got in the car. He wore them home, and to bed! He loved his ticky socks! When we got home, I was unpacking our clothes and he found them. He wanted me to put them on him, so I did. Because these socks were such a hit, I had to get a picture of two of him in them. So I said, "C, let me take a picutre of you with your fishy socks on." And here is what he did!!! He wanted me to take 'moa' (more), so he held up the other foot!

(He's laying down on the kitchen floor, where the air vent blows the cold air!) I have on my desktop a folder labeled, Goofy C. I have always loved taking pictures! Having C has just made it that much more fun! So, because I love to do it, he has become a bit of a ham. Let me share... This, that is wrapped around him, is a gold table runner. He found it at my parent's house and was playing with it one day. M, my brother tied it around him and he loved it! So now every time we go there he gets it out and wants M, to 'buckle' it around him!! The other day I was putting away laundry and he was playing in my pool/beach bag and found these... Once I put them on him, he walked carefully to Daddy to show him! That same night, he was playing in my full length mirror. He would say, Momma! Then I would look at him and he'd laugh! He thought he was so funny, looking at me through the mirror. He loves bath time! He will play in there all day if I let him! He says, 'bubble...

Yeah, Yeah I know lovey dovey. But as C has gotten older I do not get to rock him to sleep as much. Every once in a while he will let me. Tonight was one of those nights. As I was rocking him I was thinking how much I love him, I can't come up with it! I could kiss his face one thousand times, and still want to do it more. I love that little booger! Growing up, at church I seemed to always have a baby on my hip. I loved babies. Well, I still do. But once you become a Mom it's so different, and you don't understand that until you are a Mom. And you can't explain it to anyone who isn't. I remember when I found out I was pregnant with C, I couldn't wait to know if he was a boy or a girl. I couldn't wait to see what he/she was going to look like. I couldn't wait to touch and hold him/her. Then when he was born, I couldn't wait to hear his voice say my name. Now, he says it a million times a day. I just love it! It has gone from 'Ma-ma', to 'M...

I love laying out on the beach or by the pool I love watermellon I love wearing flip flops I love longer days I love summer thunderstorms I love hanging out on the boat I love walking on the beach at sunset I love iced tea-not that summer is the only time to drink tea I love ice cream I love wearing sunglasses I love seeing C's fat little legs I love my hubby with a tan I love having a tan I love grilling out I love the smell of sunblock-coconut! I love watching lighting bugs I love riding in the car with the windows down and the sunroof open I LOVE SUMMERTIME!!!

Today C is 20 months old. I can remember looking at the pregnancy test. Has it really been that long? Here are his stats. He has not been to the doctor and got his weight checked since he was 18 months. On our scale he weights about 24lbs. He's in Pampers size 5. He runs everywhere he goes! He has 16 teeth. Two crystal blue eyes, two ears, a nose aka 'honk-honk', well you get the point. He's growing up so fast!! He's not my little baby anymore. Although, last night he let me hold him like a baby and 'bottle feed' him his milk. (he was not feeling well) So I savored those few minutes. C has began talking quite a bit in the past month. While we were at the beach he picked up, thank you, please, and uh-oh. They sound a little more like-" ga oo ", " meeze ", and "oh-oh", but he knows when to use them. He was so cute the other day, Mark handed him something and with out prompting he said, " ga - oo , Bak "...He made me so ...

I am not a big reader. I remember growing up, and even still today, my Mom is such a big reader. She will pick up a book and not put it down until she's finished reading it. Yes, that means, she doesn't know what's going on around her. She gets so involved reading. I never ever liked reading. I will pick up little 'one-a-day devotional' and read it for about a week, then forget about it. I have never enjoyed reading. When we were leaving for the beach, for some reason, I wanted a book to read. So I have had this book for a while, but haven't made time to read it. 'Cracking the Communication CODE', by Emerson Eggerichs. It's book 2 of 'Love and Respect'. I didn't realize that when I got it. But you don't have to read Love and Respect to read the other. To help you understand why I picked up this book let me give you a little insight to what has gone on for me in the past three years. M lost his job. He moved away for a year and a half....