Happy Go Lucky





Yesterday when I picked K up from Preschool, one of the teacher’s walked over to the car to tell me (again) how much they LOVE having Kenley there. Mrs. H said, “She is just SO happy, ALL the time. Even our new teacher noticed right away. She just has a smile on her face all the time and such a great personality”.

I told her, “She is always happy. Sometimes I wonder what is she so happy about? But I think she is just happy to be alive.”

Truly.

I think K is just one of those kids that IS happy to be alive.

And for good reason too.

Maybe there will come a time when her ordeal at Shands will become nothing more than a distant memory. But not a day goes by, when the fright of that experience escapes me.

Thank you Lord for this little girl!

“I am with you ALWAYS.”
- Matthew 28:20

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When you’re 16…

K and I snuggled into her twin bed tonight to wind down after yet another busy day.

After we finished reading a counting book, saying our prayers, and talking about our favorite part of the day- we just laid there on our sides, sharing a pillow looking at each other.

I asked Kenley, “how old do you think I am?”

K answers, “16”.

Hmm, wow- I think. Me – “How old do you think Daddy is?”

K again answers, “16”.

Which prompts me to ask, “Kenley, what is the biggest number you know?”

Kenley responds, “16.”

Horses



Britton and Kenley attended a horse back riding birthday party recently, on an extremly COLD day.

When asked what Britton wants to be when she grows up, the answer doesn’t change.

A horse back rider instructor and scientist. (which is funny because Britton has never taken lessons, much less instructed others on how to mount and jump a horse).

Kenley on the other hand wasn’t so sure about this whole horse back riding….

Which reminds me of a story that MY mom tells, to this day.

When my sister and I were younger she took us to our first horse back riding lesson.

She rolled up to the stables in her large canoe-like white sedan. We excitedly jumped out in our boots and blue jeans- eager to get on top the horses.

One hour later, my mom returns in her large sedan (did I mention just how large her cars were- woo wee!).

We climbed into the back of the car and buckled our seat belts.

She asks, “So girls, how was it?!”

Me- “Yuck! We had to clean the poop out of the horse’s hooves.”

Sara Britton – “Awesome! We got to clean the poop out of the horse’s hooves.”

Sara Britton went onto ride for years, traveling the state with our Dad competing at horse shows on her ponies ‘Stitches’ and ‘Howdy’. Turns out it was a great way for her and our father to bond, and spend time together. She is lucky to have had that time with him, since our Dad died while Sara Britton was only 16 years old.

Different personalities is just want one of the attributes that make each of our children such a special gift from our Lord.

Britton for President!

Finally! Some warmer weather. We took advantage of the 65 degree weather with a quick trip to our local park after school.

For Christmas, Santa brought each of the girls a place mat. Britton’s has photos of all 43 US presidents. Kenley’s has the alphabet.

Britton loves her Presidents, especially Barack Obama (which is funny since both parents are registered Republicians). She looks at them everynight, wants to know who was President when she was born. Who was President when I was born? Who was President what Daddy was born?

Last night, while sitting down to Chicken Parmasean and salad, Britton asked her Daddy if he could run for President. Mike explained to her that he was too old to be President, because you have to get into ‘politics’ early, and he wasn’t in politics.

She then asked if she could be President, even though there have been no girl Presidents.

As every parent tells their children when they ask this exact question, we said “Ofcourse”!

She said that she ran for Student Council, but Ramsey won the class room election. Who knew that Student Council started in 1st grade?!

Britton for President!

Families That Play Together… Stay Together

We started out this “extra weekend day” highly productive. We took my car across today to meet our insurance adjustor at the body shop. Last month, while pregnant and over scheduled I backed into a tree. $1,700 later, I will be getting a new tail light and bumper.

Then Mike and I took the girls on a 4.5 mile run/walk in our neighborhood. It was a beautiful day- and the girls hardly fought (of course that could have been because I packed a picnic for them to munch on while we ran).

Mike replaced air filters, washed cars, and organized the garage.

Although it is MLK day, I found out several exec’s at my office were working when I started getting phone calls. So I worked remotely for about 3 hours- until we decided to head to the farm.

So we load up the old kitchen table, along with the 4 wheeler onto our trailor- and start the 35 minute drive north.

Once we arrive at our “farm”, Mike makes a wide turn entering our driveway, as to get the trailor and SUV onto the small driveway.

THUMP- DROP- Stop

The left side of our Tahoe falls into a ditch- I look out my passenger side window and see the back tire IN THE AIR!

At this point I am thinking, ‘the car is about to fall over- how do I get the kids out?’

But Mike assures me it’s not going to flip- as he suggests getting them out and taking the trailor off.

Long story short, he tries to reverse since the Tahoe is straddling a deep ditch, only to pull off the grill and bumper.

Do I need to remind you that we started off the day at the body shop with MY SUV?

I said it last month (after my accident), and I’ll say it again- at least nobody was hurt.

We tried to redeem the afternoon by getting our contractor to pull us out with a Tractor (yes, this is the South) followed by a fun family 4-Wheeler ride around the farm.

On the plus side of no longer being pregnant, I realized two things today. 1) I was not naucious while driving to the farm this time and 2) I fit much better onto the 4-Wheeler without a tummy sticking into Kenley’s back (yes, all 4 of us sit on the seat). Hey, got to look at the silver lining.

And finally, capped off the long weekend with a new Beth Moore Bible study at my house (Daniel).

Another weekend gone, another week on the horizan. What oh what will this week bring?