It’s Fall Y’all

Today was sport’s day at their school. Britton was a horse rider, although torn between paddock boots and a soccer jersey… and K sported a blue cheerleading uniform with silver sequined megaphone.

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We also had a fantastic time at the church BBQ on Sunday which was complete with a pinada, John Deere tractor, pumpkin carving, sandpile with burried treasures, coloring station, hamburgers, and Purrell.

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And jumping off the sand pile….

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And this is a typical night at our dinner table, al fresco, or otherwise. Me begging my oldest child to eat… something, anything.

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Please Mom, don’t make me pose… again.

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Britton was soo tired last night, she could barely keep her eyes open.

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Britton describing every detail in one of her stories…

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Britton’s Piano Lesson

Britton, in her words, “chit-chatted” a little less, and opened her ears a little more- at piano practice today.
She rounded off the lesson with an impromptu recital which she personally came to invite Kenley and me to.

She adores her piano teacher, Hristro. She says that his (European) accent also sounds like he too is from Boston. This tickles her to pieces.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yeQEhmTPkW8

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Whew, what an experience. I have a whole new level of respect for our pastors. Not only do they attend all three services (and listen to the same service three times), but they must prepare, practice and participate each and every week.

Glad I had the opportunity to do it- and also glad I can check that off my list.

I thought by the time the 11:00 am service rolled around, my jitters would be gone (there were two previous services)– that was not the case.

Wasn’t I surprised when I looked in the congregation and say my MOM who was suppose to be in Indianapolis. She had flown home early to surprise me- so, with a church full of some of my closest friends (Coco left baby D to come today, as well as Gannon and lil’ Beau, Aunt Britty and Uncle Matt) I spoke it just like Big Daddy and I had rehearsed. Because after all, today wasn’t about me- it was about God.

Now it’s off to a church BBQ.

Another good thing that came out of Laity Sunday– I was forced to finish the girls corduroy outfits. They turned out good- and will be even better when this cool weather stays for good.

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Matthew

Tomorrow, I am speaking at all three church services, for lay Sunday. I was asked to choose scriptures that helped me to follow Jesus- and give my “testimony”. 

When I was younger, I remember praying for three things.
1. God, please don’t ever make me pregnant (Mom told me that babies came when you prayed for them)
2. Please don’t ever “call” me for a mission trip (I sat in church hearing people describe how they were ‘called’ for a mission trip to Africa— I was afraid I would get homesick)
3. Please don’t ever ask me to give my testimony.

Well…. so goes it. 

Matthew 20:28
“And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.”

A Daddy Done Right

My baby’s Daddy scored big points on Sunday when he made an impromptu trip to Home Depot to purchase the perfect tree swing for our backyard. You would have thought he had built the Taj Mahal in our little piece of the world. 

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This may be one of favorite, more recent photos. A happy child swinging with her hands-on Daddy overlooking.

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The ham hawk, of course, is a slightly more timid on her new swing. One must be close by to stop her should she swing faster than 5 mph.

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Aunt Shea sent us precious Halloween hair bows – thank you Aunt Shea! Kenley refers to her orange and black bow as “a pile of Fall” on her hair- so her teachers said. Love that the holidays are now on the horizon, with intermittent cool weather filling the mornings- I am embarrassed to say I even bought Christmas place mats. They were so darn cute it would have been a sin to pass them by.  That being said, I am still fully enjoying Halloween…. and our ‘Countdown to Halloween’ calendar hanging on our kitchen door. There are only about 5 more minutes of my children being children and loving things such as these.
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Britty knows I am a sucker for this classic piece- it was played at my parents wedding, and ours!

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And this…. is how K rolls in in the afternoons. Lounging Snacking away while listening to B practice.

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Mike walked in to find the girls brushing their hair while watching ‘Barbie and a Fashion Fairytale’ last night. He even snapped a photo with my new boyfriend.

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She finally fessed up to Mama that the reason she wants to be a “go home friend” every day at school, is because she does not like rest time. This made her extra thrilled when she came home from school early to bake organic slice and bake chochlate chip cookies with me this week.

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And showed me some new moves on her big girl bike…

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I’ll need to bring B home from school just so I can snap more pix of her!

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