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It's been a rough month...good and bad and very busy. I'm so ready to get away for a few days and just chill with the family, before September hits and we get right back into crazy again.
I had the day to myself yesterday. 1 kid at a friends house and the other had a daddy day planned. It's been planned/cancelled several times, so I was glad they were finally able to get it in before the end of the horse show break. Because once that's over, life gets really busy again.
I received this picture right around lunch time and about cried. And from what I understand, daddy did cry. :) His summer is complete, watching both his boys (on different days) spend the day with him and catch monster fish!
That smile says it all!
My edited version! (So cute, so tan and such blue eyes!) :) I saw that Maison posted this on facebook late last night right before bed..."I wish I could go back to that moment today where I was fishing with my dad and do it all over again"...THAT'S what life is all about!
This post saddens me. Instead of beautiful pictures of my cute kid, in sweet sunlight, I write about bullies. School's out for the horse show and I guess that gives kids a right to do what they want. Wrong. I happened to be doing dishes and straightening up when I noticed Hunter coming home on his bike from a friends. I also noticed a black truck in the middle of the intersection, which happens a lot because the street signs have been stolen...again. I saw Hunter slow to a stop and then the truck peel out and Hunter came into the yard. Not thinking anything of it, I went back to cleaning. He came in seconds later, crying. He said the boys called him names, (they were bad) and peeled out. My heart aches for him...for what he heard, and probably doesn't even know what it means. I am sad that he witnessed this anywhere, much less this small town. Unfortunately for these punks, it's IS a small town, they WERE driving a recognizable truck (black low rider with shiny/chrome rims), and one of the little darlings has an unusual name. D'OH! So, come on back boys, let's have a talk!
Sweetness
Never pass up an opportunity to photograph some sweet evening sunlight!
Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words...sometimes. This one had some smack talk involved. (Side note: Hunter was given a gift from his late great-grandpa and he bought a new fishing pole with it. It's not a user friendly pole, which he was warned about, so he's been practicing with it in the yard. So daddy finally had a free minute and took him fishing.) Daddy started casting with it and after about the 7th throw, he got a big hit...and said "That's how you do it Hunter."
Hunter took the pole and started casting...7 minutes later, he said (insert wise guy) "Like this daddy"...and proceeds to pull in the big one! :) These are the days I want to remember...gosh I love these guys...(and the other one not pictured.)
17 years later and I'd do it all over again...even though some years there seems to be more downs than ups, I know it makes us stronger. And I hope we never stop laughing.
It's been an emotional day. I had a dream last night and I can't talk about it without crying. We went to church this morning...we laughed, we cried and we rejoiced. When was the last time you went to church and laughed, cried and rejoiced all in the same service? I THANK GOD we were sent here. I love our last church...I miss all the lovely people there, but with technology (facebook), we can still keep up...and go visit from time to time. But we BELONG here. I don't know how to describe it any other way.
The boys went on a camping trip last night to watch the meteor shower...we watched it, too, from the park...but that's another story! :) But the things I heard this morning...about my boys and about all the other boys...(it's not a "boy" group, they just didn't have any girls on this trip)...but the SPIRITUAL things I heard about, just sent chills down my spine. I wish I had gone, if not just for a few hours, but I think if I had, they might not have had the same experience.
So, thanks Grandpa's...yes, the 's is correct, because they were both in my dream (amazing!), I will continue to pray and know that "It's gonna be alright."
Some days it's just hard to stay positive. I know it's a test, but geez, can we just catch a break?! I will keep reminding myself this as I go up to work at church today. Maybe I can find some peace there?!
High school...already. It makes me want to cry, because I know the next 4 years are going to fly by! I hope he enjoys them.
Middle school...already. It makes me want to cry harder...where oh where did the last 12 years go? Appreciate them when they are young, because before you know it...they're gone. ;(