Sunday, May 25, 2008

Attitude Check

"May the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer." Psalm 19:14


This verse has really been on my heart lately. I know that I fail everyday with my mouth, thoughts, meditations and actions. If any of you read Stacey's blog, this is something that we both have been struggling with (she was able to blog about her feelings first though).

Now that summer has begun for our family, I would like some changes to be implemented in our home. I know that begins with my attitude but how do you change something that you most of the time you don't realize you have until you say or do something that is hurtful. The look on my children's face when I don't pay attention or the sigh in my husband's voice when I have failed him are stabs to my heart because I know I have neglected them yet again!!! And what about that quiet voice that gently tells me that I have rejected my God for far too long. This is my daily struggle. I am too easily aggravated and very quick to anger and irritation with my kids and my husband. I put off quiet time and daily bible reading and alone time with God. And my words are definitely not acceptable to my kids and husband let alone my Lord and Redeemer.

I have had many sleepless nights agonizing over these feelings.. I know that is not what God wants me to do. He wants me to lay my burdens at His feet, lean not on my own understanding, serve the Lord my God, rest in Him, use words with restraint, do not worry, feel no guilt for my sins, etc. If I only could really believed those things.. I want to, I think. Part of me likes feeling sorry for myself and having something to be angry and complain about. Why, I am not sure. Why are we so self destructive? We love to wallow in self pity and take out our aggression on others. It feels good at the moment. It is exactly the opposite of how Christ lived and conducted himself.

All this to say, I feel like b/c it is a new season I need a new attitude. One shown to me by Christ. I have wonderful friends and family that exhibit these qualities on a daily basis. I know who Jesus Christ is, so I have no more excuses. I guess I am asking to be held accountable for my actions. Ask me if I have said kind words to my children today. Ask me if I have loved and respected my husband today. And definitely ask me if I have spent time with my Saviour today!!! Its okay. I won't be annoyed or aggravated. God wants me to change my heart but I know that I can not do it alone. No pressure though. Only if God prompts you to hold me in check!! That's what we are here for right? If nothing else, pray for me and lift my attitude up to God. I know that I will feel that intercession!!

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Reading and AWANA Awards


We have had a pretty exciting week for awards. This past Sunday night was our last night of AWANA for the school year. This year the boys were both in the "Sparks" club and Steve and I were leaders. I lead the Kindergarten with Isaac and Steve was with the 2nd grade boys with Ethan. Both of the boys love AWANA and look forward to it. For those of you that do not know what AWANA is, it is club like Boy Scouts but focused on Christian principles. We have a handbook that we work through that encourages the kids to memorize verses, share the gospel with others, learn about & pray for missionaries and learn responsibilities around the home. They earn patches, crowns and jewels for their uniform that they were each week. They have special event nights, game time, opportunities to serve the community as well as raise money for AWANA programs in other countries. It is a wonderful program that we feel is so important for our boys.

Ethan finished his last year in Sparks and graduated to the next level, Truth and Training Club. He has been in this club for 3 years (k-2) and memorized and recited over 166 bible verses & learned all of the Old and New Testament books in those years. WOW!! He has commited many of them to heart and reminds of them when I am having trouble. He received his 3rd book award and a Sparky Plaque for finishing.

Isaac completed his first year of Sparks and he learned 55 verses and all of the New Testament books. He received his first book award and his review patch b/c he said all of the verses in his book twice!! I am so proud of them! They really try hard and spend several hours a week memorizing the verses and completing their required tasks!!

Also this week, Ethan won a contest for the most minutes read in a school year. He read 2,205 minutes this year starting from September 25, 2007 - May 20, 2008. He loves to read and so there was no begging and pleading for him to accomplish this. He attended a special "reading" party and was given a prize bag full of goodies including; bookmarks, popcorn, jellybeans, a Dr. Seuss cup, a bottle of Sprite and his favorite, a $10 gift card to Books-A-Million. He was so excited and I am so proud of his love of reading. We have already begun to read "Alice in Wonderland" together for our summer book!!

Ethan and Mrs. Terry


Proud Mama!!


Ethan and Mrs. Cindy our Faithful and Wonderful Sparks Leader


Isaac standing up to get his 1st book award






On American Motherhood by Theodore Roosevelt March 13, 1905

A speech given by President Roosevelt in Washington before the National Congress of Mothers.



No piled-up wealth, no splendor of material growth, no brilliance of artistic development, will permanently avail any people unless its home life is healthy, unless the average man possesses honesty, courage, common sense, and decency, unless he works hard and is willing at need to fight hard; and unless the average woman is a good wife, a good mother, able and willing to perform the first and greatest duty of womanhood, able and willing to bear, and to bring up as they should be brought up, healthy children, sound in body, mind, and character, and numerous enough so that the race shall increase and not decrease.

There are certain old truths which will be true as long as this world endures, and which no amount of progress can alter. One of these is the truth that the primary duty of the husband is to be the home-maker, the breadwinner for his wife and children, and that the primary duty of the woman is to be the helpmate, the housewife, and mother. The woman should have ample educational advantages; but save in exceptional cases the man must be, and she need not be, and generally ought not to be, trained for a lifelong career as the family breadwinner; and, therefore, after a certain point, the training of the two must normally be different because the duties of the two are normally different. This does not mean inequality of function, but it does mean that normally there must be dissimilarity of function. On the whole, I think the duty of the woman the more important, the more difficult, and the more honorable of the two; on the whole I respect the woman who does her duty even more than I respect the man who does his.

No ordinary work done by a man is either as hard or as responsible as the work of a woman who is bringing up a family of small children; for upon her time and strength demands are made not only every hour of the day but often every hour of the night. She may have to get up night after night to take care of a sick child, and yet must by day continue to do all her household duties as well; and if the family means are scant she must usually enjoy even her rare holidays taking her whole brood of children with her. The birth pangs make all men the debtors of all women. Above all our sympathy and regard are due to the struggling wives among those whom Abraham Lincoln called the plain people, and whom he so loved and trusted; for the lives of these women are often led on the lonely heights of quiet, self-sacrificing heroism.

Just as the happiest and most honorable and most useful task that can be set any man is to earn enough for the support of his wife and family, for the bringing up and starting in life of his children, so the most important, the most honorable and desirable task which can be set any woman is to be a good and wise mother in a home marked by self-respect and mutual forbearance, by willingness to perform duty, and by refusal to sink into self-indulgence or avoid that which entails effort and self-sacrifice. Of course there are exceptional men and exceptional women who can do and ought to do much more than this, who can lead and ought to lead great careers of outside usefulness in addition to--not as substitutes for--their home work; but I am not speaking of exceptions; I am speaking of the primary duties, I am speaking of the average citizens, the average men and women who make up the nation.

Inasmuch as I am speaking to an assemblage of mothers, I shall have nothing whatever to say in praise of an easy life. Yours is the work which is never ended. No mother has an easy time, the most mothers have very hard times; and yet what true mother would barter her experience of joy and sorrow in exchange for a life of cold selfishness, which insists upon perpetual amusement and the avoidance of care, and which often finds its fit dwelling place in some flat designed to furnish with the least possible expenditure of effort the maximum of comfort and of luxury, but in which there is literally no place for children?

The woman who is a good wife, a good mother, is entitled to our respect as is no one else; but he is entitled to it only because, and so long as, she is worthy of it. Effort and self-sacrifice are the law of worthy life for the man as for the woman; tho neither the effort nor the self-sacrifice may be the same for the one as for the other. I do not in the least believe in the patient Griselda type of woman, in the woman who submits to gross and long continued ill treatment, any more than I believe in a man who tamely submits to wrongful aggression. No wrong-doing is so abhorrent as wrong-doing by a man toward the wife and the children who should arouse every tender feeling in his nature. Selfishness toward them, lack of tenderness toward them, lack of consideration for them, above all, brutality in any form toward them, should arouse the heartiest scorn and indignation in every upright soul.

I believe in the woman keeping her self-respect just as I believe in the man doing so. I believe in her rights just as much as I believe in the man's, and indeed a little more; and I regard marriage as a partnership, in which each partner is in honor bound to think of the rights of the other as well as of his or her own. But I think that the duties are even more important than the rights; and in the long run I think that the reward is ampler and greater for duty well done, than for the insistence upon individual rights, necessary tho this, too, must often be. Your duty is hard, your responsibility great; but greatest of all is your reward. I do not pity you in the least. On the contrary, I feel respect and admiration for you.

Into the woman's keeping is committed the destiny of the generations to come after us. In bringing up your children you mothers must remember that while it is essential to be loving and tender it is no less essential to be wise and firm. Foolishness and affection must not be treated as interchangeable terms; and besides training your sons and daughters in the softer and milder virtues, you must seek to give them those stern and hardy qualities which in after life they will surely need. Some children will go wrong in spite of the best training; and some will go right even when their surroundings are most unfortunate; nevertheless an immense amount depends upon the family training. If you mothers through weakness bring up your sons to be selfish and to think only of themselves, you will be responsible for much sadness among the women who are to be their wives in the future. If you let your daughters grow up idle, perhaps under the mistaken impression that as you yourselves have had to work hard they shall know only enjoyment, you are preparing them to be useless to others and burdens to themselves. Teach boys and girls alike that they are not to look forward to live spent in avoiding difficulties, but to lives spent in overcoming difficulties. Teach them that work, for themselves and also for others, is not a curse but a blessing; seek to make them happy, to make them enjoy life, but seek also to make them face life with the steadfast resolution to wrest success from labor and adversity, and to do their whole duty before God and to man. Surely she who can thus train her sons and her daughters is thrice fortunate among women.

There are many good people who are denied the supreme blessing of children, and for these we have the respect and sympathy always due to those who, from no fault of their own, are denied any of the other great blessings of life. But the man or woman who deliberately forego these blessings, whether from viciousness, coldness, shallow-heartedness, self-indulgence, or mere failure to appreciate aright the difference between the all-important and the unimportant,--why, such a creature merits contempt as hearty as any visited upon the soldier who runs away in battle, or upon the man who refuses to work for the support of those dependent upon him, and who tho able-bodied is yet content to eat in idleness the bread which others provide.

The existence of women of this type forms one of the most unpleasant and unwholesome features of modern life. If any one is so dim of vision as to fail to see what a thoroughly unlovely creature such a woman is I wish they would read Judge Robert Grant's novel "Unleavened Bread," ponder seriously the character of Selma, and think of the fate that would surely overcome any nation which developed its average and typical woman along such lines. Unfortunately it would be untrue to say that this type exists only in American novels. That it also exists in American life is made unpleasantly evident by the statistics as to the dwindling families in some localities. It is made evident in equally sinister fashion by the census statistics as to divorce, which are fairly appalling; for easy divorce is now as it ever has been, a bane to any nation, a curse to society, a menace to the home, an incitement to married unhappiness and to immorality, an evil thing for men and a still more hideous evil for women. These unpleasant tendencies in our American life are made evident by articles such as those which I actually read not long ago in a certain paper, where a clergyman was quoted, seemingly with approval, as expressing the general American attitude when he said that the ambition of any save a very rich man should be to rear two children only, so as to give his children an opportunity "to taste a few of the good things of life."

This man, whose profession and calling should have made him a moral teacher, actually set before others the ideal, not of training children to do their duty, not of sending them forth with stout hearts and ready minds to win triumphs for themselves and their country, not of allowing them the opportunity, and giving them the privilege of making their own place in the world, but, forsooth, of keeping the number of children so limited that they might "taste a few good things!" The way to give a child a fair chance in life is not to bring it up in luxury, but to see that it has the kind of training that will give it strength of character. Even apart from the vital question of national life, and regarding only the individual interest of the children themselves, happiness in the true sense is a hundredfold more apt to come to any given member of a healthy family of healthy-minded children, well brought up, well educated, but taught that they must shift up, well educated, but taught that they must shift for themselves, must win their own way, and by their own exertions make their own positions of usefulness, than it is apt to come to those whose parents themselves have acted on and have trained their children to act on, the selfish and sordid theory that the whole end of life is to "taste a few good things."

The intelligence of the remark is on a par with its morality; for the most rudimentary mental process would have shown the speaker that if the average family in which there are children contained but two children the nation as a whole would decrease in population so rapidly that in two or three generations it would very deservedly be on the point of extinction, so that the people who had acted on this base and selfish doctrine would be giving place to others with braver and more robust ideals. Nor would such a result be in any way regrettable; for a race that practised such doctrine--that is, a race that practised race suicide--would thereby conclusively show that it was unfit to exist, and that it had better give place to people who had not forgotten the primary laws of their being.

To sum up, then, the whole matter is simple enough. If either a race or an individual prefers the pleasure of more effortless ease, of self-indulgence, to the infinitely deeper, the infinitely higher pleasures that come to those who know the toil and the weariness, but also the joy, of hard duty well done, why, that race or that individual must inevitably in the end pay the penalty of leading a life both vapid and ignoble. No man and no woman really worthy of the name can care for the life spent solely or chiefly in the avoidance of risk and trouble and labor. Save in exceptional cases the prizes worth having in life must be paid for, and the life worth living must be a life of work for a worthy end, and ordinarily of work more for others than for one's self.

The woman's task is not easy--no task worth doing is easy--but in doing it, and when she has done it, there shall come to her the highest and holiest joy known to mankind; and having done it, she shall have the reward prophesied in Scripture; for her husband and her children, yes, and all people who realize that her work lies at the foundation of all national happiness and greatness, shall rise up and call her blessed.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

The State of our Union

The following is a poem written by Judge Roy Moore from Alabama . Judge Moore was sued by the ACLU for displaying the Ten Commandments in his courtroom foyer. He has been stripped of his judgeship and now they are trying to strip his right to practice law in Alabama ! The judge's poem sums it up quite well.



America the beautiful,
or so you used to be.
Land of the Pilgrims' pride;
I'm glad they'll never see.

Babies piled in dumpsters,
Abortion on demand,
Oh, sweet land of liberty;
your house is on the sand.

Our children wander aimlessly
poisoned by cocaine
choosing to indulge their lusts,
when God has said abstain

From sea to shining sea,
our Nation turns away
From the teaching of God's love
and a need to always pray

We've kept God in our
temples,how callous we have grown.
When earth is but His footstool,
and Heaven is His throne.

We've voted in a government
that's rotting at the core,
Appointing Godless Judges;
who throw reason out the door,


Too soft to place a killer
in a well deserved tomb,
But brave enough to kill a baby
before he leaves the womb.
You think that God's not
angry,that our land's a moral slum?
How much longer will He wait
before His judgment comes?

How are we to face our God,
from Whom we cannot hide?
What then is left for us to do,
but stem this evil tide?

If we who are His children,
will humbly turn and pray;
Seek His holy face
and mend our evil way:

Then God will hear from Heaven;
and forgive us of our sins,
He'll heal our sickly land
and those who live within.

But, America the Beautiful,
If you don't - then you will see,
A sad but Holy God
withdraw His hand from Thee.

~~Judge Roy Moore~~

From the Mouth of Isaac

Isaac: "Mama, I love milk!! I am so glad it comes from goats
and cows and no where else. Right Mama!"

Mommy: "It doesn't only come from goats and cows."

Isaac: "Where else does it come from?"

Mommy: "Well, it comes from any mommy that has a baby, except for babies born from eggs."

PAUSE.....

Isaac: "Ohhh, I don't think I like where this conversation is going."


Monday, May 19, 2008

From the Mind of Ethan


The Mouse Patrol

I looked out my window and what did I spy?

Something strong enough to catch my eye.

I saw a mouse and he was stuck,

in a big pile of icky, slicky muck.

If you saw that mouse what else would you do?

I would stop what I am doing and give him a rescue.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Lunch Club


Lunch @ Chick-fil-A

For several months now we have met every Wednesday for lunch with some other Moms and kids. Sometimes we go to Chick-fil-A, Double Daves Pizza, someones house or the park. The kids really look forward to it and have even started calling it "Lunch Club". The kids have a lot of fun and the Mom's get some adult conversation in. Its a great time and we look forward to it all week!!























Wednesday, May 14, 2008

From the mouth of Isaac




Isaac: "Daddy, what did you just say to Mommy?"


Steve: "I told her I love her and she is beautiful."

Isaac: "No really, what did you really say?"



Isaac and BB


Ever since Isaac was aware of his surroundings, he has loved BB (my dad). Anything that BB does Isaac is right beside him. When he was a baby he would cry and cry for him. Whenever he was hurt, all he needed was for BB to hold him. As he gets bigger, he is really his shadow. He wants to hunt like BB, ride the tractor like BB, wear boots like BB and he even wants to grow up to be a veterinarian (after he is a spy) like BB.

When Steve and I went out of town for our 10 year anniversary 4 years ago, we left the kids, Ethan, 4 and Isaac, 2 with my parents. We arrived late in Dallas and knew that for the first time in 2 years, we were going to get to sleep in. No such luck!! We got a call at 7:00am! When I answered and heard my mom's voice, I knew that it was bad news. She preceded to tell me that Isaac was standing on the coach in between my mom and dad. He took a step to the middle and fell all the way back and hit the back of his head on the coffee table. They had already taken him to the hospital and he received 9 staples in his head. OUCH!! Of course I panicked a little bit, asked if he ever lost consciousness and was he crying for me. My mom sheepishly said, "No, he only cried for BB". Part of me was said and the other glad b/c I knew he would be okay and Steve and I didn't need to come home.

Since we have moved out here with my parent's, Isaac asks about every other day if BB has off work so they can pick up limbs, burn something, shoot their bow&arrows or ride 4-wheelers. Dad is soon to retire, much to Isaac's delight, and they will get to spend even more time. I couldn't ask for more of a blessing!!

Ethan's Mother's Day Poem

Ethan LOVES to write poetry. To this date I think we have about 20 that he has typed up on the computer. He says that his "style" is somewhere between Shel Silverstein and Dr. Seuss. And he is right about that. His poems are usually about things he likes or funny animals but on this past Sunday he wrote a poem to me. He may hate me someday for putting this out for the world to see but maybe he will be a famous poet and you will be able to say that you read some of his "early work"......


MOM

I love you Mom!
Especially your hugs.
And I'm sorry I scare you with little bugs.
I love you and Daddy,
More than all of the earth,
All of its gold,
All of its worth.
Of course I love God more than you.
But as God is #1, you're #2.



Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Ethan's Dedication


Okay! Don't be shocked!! I know 2 posts in one day is really over the top for me. I am really posting this for all of you that don't live close enough to have experienced this first hand.....

Most of you know that Ethan is very thoughtful, considerate and asks lots and lots of questions. Some of you may also know that, just like his father, he is very skeptical of everything. You have to be pretty knowledgeable about a subject to convince him. Some people may consider this disrespectful but those who know him know that he in no way intends to be. He just really wants to seek truth(that is funny b/c Steve's blog is called truthseekers).

All that to say that about 2 years ago Ethan noticed that some of the kids at church were taking communion. He started asking what it was and why they could take it and not him. Steve has always been so good at explaining things to the kids in a very thoughtful and clear way. SOO, began the serious discussion of who Jesus is, what he did for us and how we can be saved through him. This fascinated Ethan. Although he new all of the stories and had memorized countless verses in AWANA about salvation and sin, it wasn't until this time did he start putting the pieces together. We, of course, were thrilled and excited that our first born was interested in dedicating his life to Christ. When all was explained and Ethan seemed like he understood, then came the big question, "How do I know when I believe?". That seems like a harmless question but how do you explain belief & faith to a 5 year old. So began the turmoil that my, now 8 year old, son put himself through. Those of you that know him best know that he can stress like an adult and he did. There were many nights of questioning and crying b/c he wanted so badly to "believe". We told him countless times that he already did b/c he knew Jesus was the only son of God, that he came to earth and died on the cross for our sins and that he rose on the third day. We explained over and over again that was all he needed to become a Christian but like I said, he is very skeptical. 3 years past and one January night Ethan called us in his room after our evening family devotionals and happily said "Mom and Dad I know I believe now". He really couldn't explain why he could but we really didn't care why we were just so happy and relieved that he his agonizing was over. His whole demeanor changed toward belief and you could just tell relief washed over him. It has always bothered me that he carries so much burden but you could really see that this one was gone. I guess you could say he relinquished it to Jesus for the first time b/c he "believed" he could. He immediately began asking to be baptized. Our church had just built a new sanctuary and were in the process of building an outside baptistery. So on April 6, 2008 at 10:35 am our son was baptized by his father!! WOW! What a moment for us! Our first born dedicated his life to Christ and proclaimed it to everyone. What more could a mother ask for. Its what you pray for when they are still in the womb. It what you pray over them at night since birth. What is life about if not about Christ and our son now was counted among us as a believer. It brings chills to me even now. One of the best parts was that we were able to share it with my mom, dad and grandmother and Billy, Stacey, Suzi, Molly B and Jack Jack. That meant so much to us!!!

It was and still is one of the proudest days of our family's life. We have told him that now we will celebrate his "birthday" with family but we will have big party's and celebrate his "re-birthday" with style!!

My Birthday/Mother's Day Vacation

The kids at Deridder's Antique Ship




Well, I finally figured out how to add a slideshow to my blog and so the pix for this past weekend are up!!

We had such a wonderful time in Dallas. The day started early on Thursday with the boys asking every 5 minutes if it was time to go.... We loaded up our car with all of our stuff and Isaac and Dad loaded up his truck with his stuff and Ethan. We headed out at 8:15am The ride there was fairly uneventful except of course Isaac talked THE WHOLE WAY. I know someday when he is a teenager and will barely speak to us, I will miss those hours and hours that he can chitter chatter. He says some of the most delightful and random things; that's something I should blog about!!!

We arrived at 6 flags around noon and quickly met up with the Akins, Shaws and Adrianna. The first ride we rode was the Conquistador(a big swinging boat). Isaac has always had trouble with motion sickness but we thought it would be okay. We sat in the middle of the boat so it would not move as much. About half way through, Isaac was looking pretty green. Steve had to coach him on the fine art of holding back your vomit. He almost didn't make it but eventually the ride slowed and he survived. The afternoon got quickly better and we were able to ride most of the big rides. Ethan rode the Titan, the largest ride in the park, 3 times. We never thought he would be a roller coaster kid. Steve and I are looking forward to many more trips to amusement parks!! After Six Flags we all went to Steak-n-Shake for dinner. We were all exhausted but luckily we had a hotel down the road and didn't have to make the 2 hour drive home:)

The next morning the boys and I let Steve sleep in, he normally has to be at work at 6:00am, and we ate a very good but expense breakfast and walked over to the Arlington Convention Center to the homeschool bookfair. Ethan was really excited about playing chess with the other kiddos. For those of you who don't know, the have several tables set up with boards and kids play each other all day. Ethan quickly ran over to the tables and sat down anxiously awaiting his first opponent. He was quickly disappointed when the only other child there was his brother. He conceded and they began to play. The game went quickly down hill from there when Ethan realized that his younger brother was beating him. So, thus began the tears and Ethan's dreams of chess champion of the homeschool convention. We quickly left and headed back to the hotel to wake up daddy!! We ended up in the early afternoon at the Ft Worth Zoo and were greeted by about 50 school buses. Needless to say, the zoo was very crowded. We made our way around slowly due to traffic but managed to see the entire zoo in about 4 hours. If you have never been to this zoo, that is a major accomplishment. Again exhausted, we left to have my bday dinner with my sis. We ate at Chilis(that is where we had a coupon; yeah for free food!!) and had a fun time. After dinner the kids wanted to swim. The Sheraton had a gorgeous pool and unlike the zoo, we had the whole pool to our selves!!

The next morning we all slept in and had a late breakfast. Now it was Steve's turn to "experience"the homeschool bookfair for himself. If you are not a homeschooler, you may not understand the gravity of that statement. Needless to say, he was overwhelmed with all of the booths and all of the bib dresses! He looked around for a while and after buying his science books, was ready to go.

On the way home, we took the boys to DeRidder's in Forney. If you have never been, it is a real experience! It like a real life Mr. Morgorium's Wonder Emporium. The kids were in awe and a little frightened. They have everything from WW2 airplane to old circus gear. It's a crazy place and one that everyone should experience at least once.

Well that's our trip in a nutshell!! Are you happy now Stacey????




Isaac all set to go!! Ethan was happy that he didn't
have to ride in the same car as his
brother


Ethan loved the hot tub







Isaac would rather dance than swim

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

I have so many things to talk about and pics to add that it would take me weeks to catch up! I tried a little bit yesterday but how many hours can I sit in front of the computer and upload and label pictures.

I am trying to add a link to my page that will allow my pictures to be a slideshow but have not been successful as of yet(help Adrianna!!).

I am not very good at blogging yet. Putting my thoughts, ideas and activities into written word has never been my strong suit. I am going to try though for all of you that do not get to see us regularly, like fam in CO.

I will be updating with a few important events that have happened in the Hill household over the past few months. For the most part it has been life a usual but there are some highlights I would like to share.

Our family and my dad are going to Six Flags tomorrow!! We are really excited!! Steve has not had 2 days in a row off in about 2 years :( We are spending the whole weekend in Dallas going to Six Flags, Ft. Worth Zoo and then the Homeschool Bookfair. We are really looking foward to it. I will definately post pics of this weekend.

Monday, May 5, 2008

Spring Camping Trip





Ethan & Isaac love to camp!! Bugs are their favorite part!!

New Hair, New Blog


I have been without high speed internet since October!! Yes, almost 7 months!! It was supposed to be temporary. We moved out of our house in Longview in hopes of selling it quickly and start building our home in the country. We knew moving out here there would be some delay in getting internet since our only option for high speed in satellite. The satellite guy first told us that we would be hooked up in December. That was okay, I could wait 6 weeks. But then, not to my hubby's suprise, he then said it would be only 2 more weeks. January rolled around, then Feb, Mar, Apr and then finally the call came on April 30. That was the longest 2 weeks of my life.

Needless to say, you do not know what ya got til its gone!!!! I have been updated pics, checking my email and blog stalking all morning. My poor kiddos are begging to play games online but Mommy first!!

I posted the picture of my new hair cut and titled this first blog this because I figure this a turning point for me. I can blog again and I don't have "homeschool mom hair" anymore. Not that it will effect my homeschooling abilities with my kids. I just may not be asked anymore if I am a homeschool mom. What is it with long, straight hair and the association with homeschooling? Its not like I pulled out my bib dresses and running shoes!! (you may not get that if you are not a homeschool mom!!) My new do is called a "Messy Bob" and I thought that kinda fit my personality. For those of you who do not know me, I am a tad bit messy. Isaac has nothing on my ability to spill food on my self. So, now I have the hair to match!!

Well, I better close now! I have more stalking to do!! Send me your links. I do not dicriminate when I stalk.

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