Been Farmin' Long?

Christmas day was spent in shorts and short sleeves and K did some farming!
It was a Very Merry Christmas!

Happy Birthday Jesus!

10 Then the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all people. 11 For there is born to you this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. 12 And this will be the sign to you: You will find a Babe wrapped in swaddling cloths, lying in a manger.”

Luke 2:10-12

The twins take a Saturday Snoozer!

What we are up to!

Being Thankful, Picking and Putting up our Tree, and counting down the 4 weeks left until baby Karas arrives!

The Big Reveal........

So, I just wanted to reveal what my post baby body is going to look like......

Girl looks good! I am not saying that this body make over is going to be immediate or not take hard work, but the Britster has inspired me! She had two kids and was looking a mess and has come back. I will come back too people. I am already visualizing the come back in my head! I have become a fan of hers. I did not like her much pre-break-down but I am really pulling for her. I mean, I would be crazy too if 200 people were constantly chasing after me. I get annoyed if just one person stares for a second too long. As a dancer (in my heart anyway) I can relate to her. She is just trying to live the dream people and she is looking darn good doing it! You go Britney!

For now I am going to eat the last Christmas Tree cake that my husband so lovingly suprised me with from the grocery store!

Ouch!

It seems that the Kingster got into a fight with a mosquito and lost! He woke up and his eye was swollen and almost completely shut. The picture was taken after it had gone down a little. He woke up and walked into the kitchen chatting it up. I don't even think he realized that it was swollen at first. It was funny!

It was however, not funny to his daddy and nana. Daddy vowed to never spank him again because of his pitiful look and Nana offered to buy him a truck if it would make him feel better. WIMPS! We went to the doctor to reassure daddy that he had not been attacked by a brown recluse. Just a mosquito. They love him and apparently his skin does not love them back.

Ummmmm...

"The Lord Your God is with you; he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing."
Zephaniah 3:17
This verse caught my attention today!

Thank you lord for never leaving me. Thank you for saving my soul. Thank you for never giving up on me. I am thankful for the fact that there is nothing that I can do to make you ever stop loving me. Thank you for holding and carrying me.

I love good singing! It does something to my soul. I also have pretty high standards on what is truly good. I say this to say.."he will rejoice over you with singing"....can you imagine God's singing voice? Ummm.....that is the only word I can come up with when imagining it......Ummmmm!

This is my deep thought for the day!

The King

The Kingster had a good Halloween season! He was Elvis for 3 different events. We trick or treated and ate lots and lots of candy! He would go to the door, hold his pumpkin out for the candy and then help himself into the people's houses as to say " I hate to get your candy and run...........let me come and sit for a while". The child has manners. He ate A Lot of candy at his Nana's and I am pretty sure that it later turned into crack because he turned into a candy crazed wild man and would not go to sleep. It was good times!!!

Fall Festivals, a donkey, and a car battery.....

K enjoyed the fall festival at church. He rode the pony all by himself, mainly because the little lady in the background told me that I could not walk with him. She then told him to sit up straight (and he listened to her) which was funny to me. As parents, and a grandparent, we were of course acting a fool and waving each time that he circled around and he would raise his eyebrows and give us an excited look. I think he did it just to make us happy. There was also a petting zoo. The animals were just roaming free, which made me nervous ( I think pregnancy makes me jittery anyway and the fact that my Paw Paw made me believe that all animals in the horse like family kick you when you walk behind them) So, I was watching K play around the animals and walk behind them and was caught by surprise when another toddler ran and latched on to my leg. I almost had a heart attack because I thought that a rabid animal had attacked me. He also love the jumpy things.

Some of you will appreciate the picture of me below........................

And lastly this is random story that happened to the husband at the local Auto Zone a while back and it makes me laugh!

Employee: How can I help you?

Brannon: I think that my car battery may be dead.

Employee: Have you tried to jump it off.

Brannon: Yes, but it will not even attempt to crank.

Employee: Did you leave a light on or something?

Brannon: No, my wife drove it and now it will not crank.

Brannon: I did notice that it stinks really badly.

Employee: The battery stinks?

Brannon: Yeah, it stinks, it is horrible.

Employee: Like…… when you drink a 12 pack of Blue Bulls…..the next morning…… that first poot?

Brannon: (speechless)

Employee: Yeah, it’s dead.

Daddy is starting strength training a little early!

Ice cream break after a little football

Touchdown!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Catch daddy!

Hey guys..........can I play?

Daddy's Mini Me

Just when I think that K may look a little like me I get this picture. Nope, just like his daddy!

Ugly Pregnant Syndrome

I am in a fashion crisis. The cause............pregnancy. I truly have good intentions of getting up and "fixing" myself up before work but I am failing miserably. I once swore that I would never, ever wear a moo moo during pregnancy but now I would pay good money for one. Actually I would not pay good money. That is half of the problem, I don't want to spend a lot of money on maternity clothes so I am throwing together what has been handed down and what is comfortable. I look a mess really. Today, I have on a long blue jean skirt (which I would never wear unpregnatized) some flat shoes with ribbons (which I would never wear unpregnatized) and a faded black shirt (which has made been passed through and worn by atleast 3 pregnant women) I attempted to do my make up but it just did not apply well. My hair is not too horrible but it still has some body to it due to sleeping on it. It should be flat by 11:00. I lay in the bed in the morning and debate with myself about getting up. The husband keeps waiting for me to go to work in my pajamas. You can get away with a lot being pregnant but I don't think that pajamas would pass. It is pitiful! I am just too tired to get all of this moving. Plus, K has started coming and getting in bed with me early in the morning and he is just too precious to leave. He wraps his arms around my neck and breathes his little stinky breath in my face. It is just too precious to leave. I lay there and bargain........5 more minutes if I do my make-up in the car...........15 more minutes if I don't wash my hair..............5 more minutes if I lay here and visualize what I am going to put on instead of getting up to look in the closet...........it is sad really! Oh well, hopefully I will not "let myself go" forever.

On second thought, Maybe if I continue to dress in this fashionless manner someone will turn me in to "What not to wear" and I can go to New York and be given a $5,000 shopping spree. That would ROCK!

Warning: A touch depressing

Saturday will be 4 years since dad has died. I am pretty sure that this has been the toughest "anniversary yet". Pregnancy and hormones probably have a lot to do with it. I have just gotten off the phone with the phone nurse describing to her my "panic attack" symptoms. You have heard people say that they find it "hard to breathe", well I can relate. I have felt this way many times before. I found it hard to breathe the day he died. I sometimes find it hard to breathe when missing him overwhelms me and I am finding it hard to breathe tonight. It is in these times that I am humbled and have to say to God, you are going to have to breathe for me, I just can't do it right now..................and he does. It is wierd, it is like all of the emotions build up and take over your body. I have rationed all week that he would not want to come back to this life....that no matter how much I wish he were here to see my children, he sees them and the joy that he is experiencing being with Jesus is greater than even grandchildren can provide. I also know that he will see them one day. I am however in a selfish mood and want him here tonight. I want to hold his soft hand, I want to lay beside him in the crack between the regular bed and his hospital bed the way I used to, I want to hear him tell me that I am probably gaining too much weight, I want him to wake me up 10 times during the night to ask me to change the channel, I want to tell him that I love him, I want to see him in full camoflauge attire because the weather has a little coolness in it, I want to hear him sing, I want to hear him laugh, I want to be embarrassed at how loud he yells at football games, I want to dance with him, I want to ask him how he suffered a terrible illness and never complained, I want to tell him that I miss him.........oh how I miss him..................I realize that this is a terribly depressing post but.................................I can breath now.

This is a picture of K (in the white shirt) tackling and I do mean tackling, a group of 8 and 9 year old boys. These boys were playing football behind the bleachers at a local high school football game and K decided that he wanted the ball. The boys were piled up so he decided that he needed to be a part. This little act made his daddy (who took the picture) swell with pride. He then proceeded to get under the bleachers. I heard a young girl (around 11 or 12) say to her friend, "That little boy just grabbed my butt". Again, daddy swelled with pride. I love that K is 100% boy. I love that he is rough, and tough. What are we going to do with a little girl?

K turned the big 2 last week and has been having what I like to call some "Terrific Two" moments. Zig Ziglar says not to call them terrible. The other day he was just ill. He had been tossed around all day from place to place with short, scattered naps. This tiredness led to many a dramatic fit. He could not be satisfied. He threw several fits on the floor, in the bathtub, and even a fit involving a poopy diaper. Poop was everywhere! I finally wrestled him to the rocking chair, with shampoo still in his hair, and he gave up the fight. He went from a two year old monster to a precious little angel in a matter of minutes. I sat there rocking and thinking how much I loved him even though he had momentarily lost his mind.

I then began thinking how God was using this very moment to give me a picture of myself and him. How many times I have done the wrong thing, been rebellious, and acted just plain terrible. During these times I have felt him wrestle with me, discipline me, and most of all.....love me. I can picture him looking down at me when I am asleep (with my mouth wide open) and thinking "Isn't she the sweetest thing you have ever seen, I love her so much." I love it when God shows me through my child how he loves me as his child.

Cardboard Testimonies

I actually saw the video below on another blog...........It was worth copying!

Click on Link to watch video

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvDDc5RB6FQ

I would like to hang out with this lady! I think that she may be a lot of fun!!!!!

We Love the Lake!!!!

We invaded my sister-in-laws family vacation at the lake this past weekend! We love going to the lake. K was a fish in the water and did not want to get out! He enjoyed playing with his cousins and also enjoyed some watermelon. I am not too sure how sanitary the watermelon was mixed with the lake water. I like to think that these types of things give him the immune system of a horse. It makes me feel better about my parenting skills atleast. I guess it is better than the time that we found Addie eating watermelon at the lake and later realized that no one with us had watermelon. Yep, I think that she found it floating.............this same day we were throwing bread to the ducks in the water and she was swimming out, getting the bread, and feeding herself with it. Good Times!

Beach Fun!

We had a great weekend at the beach this past weekend! This is my mother having fun in the Sun with K and A. She is not a fan of sand, sun, or salt water! It is amazing what the joy of Grandchildren will do for you!!!! She is still recovering, a chiropractor has even been visited!

Pictures, Pictures, and More Pictures

We had a fun filled weekend. We had a great time at the March of Dimes Walk. As you can see in the pictures, K milked his cuteness and was quite the ladies man as he coaxed some girls to help him on a slide that he was too little for. He laid down in sorrow because he could not get up the wall. The girls, noticing this, made it their mission to get him up and over. He also flirted his way into lots of free stuff which is pictured. Next, we went home to practice our swimming! Sunday, after our eventful Saturday, we woke up with an awful rash. I used this as a life lesson for K. We had a sit down and I said "K, this is just what happens, too much fun on Saturday night will leave you with consequences on Sunday". I don't think that he understood it all but it doesn't hurt to start early!

Homesick at Home

I thought that I would share something that I read in my Bible Study called "Heaven"......... Do you recall a time when you were away from your earthly home and desperately missed it? Do you remember how your heart ached for home? That's how we should feel about Heaven. We are a displaced people, longing for our home. C.S. Lewis said, "If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explantion is that I was made for another world."
Nothing is more often midsdiagnosed than our homesickness for Heaven. We think that what we want is sex, drugs, alcohol, a new job, a raise, a spouse, a new car, or a cabin in the woods. What we really want is the person we were made for -Jesus- and the place we were made for - Heaven. Nothing less can satisfy. Randy Alcorn

This is so interesting and so true! I am very blessed and very happy with my life but no matter how good things are going there is always something missing. Something that I could not figure out. I agree with C.S. Lewis, it is because we are not truly made for this world. Interesting!

I've Been Tagged

Lindsey tagged me! So, I have to list 15 things about myself that people may not know. Here goes...........

1. I LOVE french fries. My husband says that if I drove a race car I would be called the Freedom Fry driver!
2. I have very negative feelings towards Jessica Simpson since the divorce. I refuse to buy any shoes or clothing endorsed by or designed by her. Nick is a good man people!
3. I love good musical theatre! My 'cup runneth over' when I am watching good theatre.(especially when they belt out a good song)
4. I want to be on MTV's "MADE" and be made into a hip hop dancer.
5. I love to listen to geniune people with great biblical knowledege speak and teach.
6. I miss my dad every minute of every day.
7. I tend to purposely avoid all political, economical, financial, and most other "grown up" conversations. It confuses me!
8. I love the atmosphere of baseball and football games!
9. I love getting "dressed up" to go to special events.
10. I never want to be filthy rich, it changes people.
11. I love to eat cold food. (pizza, casseroles, pigs in a blanket, you get the point)
12. I hate the tanning bed, however, my husband has gone everyday for 2 months now.
13. I love the lake, there are no worries there, except how to get warm when the camper air conditioner is on turbo.
14. I HAVE to get things waxed but it makes me really mad at the person doing it and I often have to talk myself down from punching the waxer. It is just thier job.
15. I can not stand to rub my hands together. Example, rubbing lotion on my hands. I have to do it really fast. It makes me naseous for the ridges in my hands or feet to touch. The same with shampoo, I put my hands together but do not rub them............Oh gross.....I am sick thinking about it..........gotta go!

A Sprinkle a Day, Keeps the Worry Away

Humble yourselves, therefore, under God's mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time. Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you. 1 Peter 5:6-7

Lately I have been letting anxiety and worry take over. My husband has even said, "This is not like you to worry". He is right. I am the one who usually chooses not to worry about anything, even when I sometimes should. I am also the one who tells others not to worry. However, worry has crept into my life lately. So, this morning I had a little talk with God he reminded me that a lot of things that I am worrying or anxious about are a result of my own decisions. Decisions made in a time in my life when I was not doing much consulting with him. God's plan is perfect but I lived a while on my on plan...........consequences. I knew in the back of my mind that the bible contains everything that you need know about living this life but I am see its truth more and more lately. We are saved by grace but God gave us the law to guide us and help us to live more fullfilling lives not to load us down with rules and regulations. I trust him. I am seeking his way and trusting him with the faith of a child. Which leads me to another thought......

15 "Truly I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it at all." Mark 10:15

We are God's children and he loves us as his own. Why do we try to make things so complicated? The bible is God's instruction book to us and I see and realize more and more each day how following what is in it makes things better. I am blessed to be able to see childlike faith everyday in Kingsley. He trusts that I will take care of him, comfort him, provide for him, and catch him when he randomly decides to dive off of the couch.........if I miss, see comfort again! God loves us just like that. When Kingsley falls he immediatly runs to me to hold him, just as we should run to God when we fall, because we will fall and we will make mistakes. He is our great Comforter and our greatest fan. God just wants us to come to him as a child, his child, and trust and believe in him. Thank you God for the example you have shown me in Kingsley.

I think I will go and join K under the sprinkler and let the worries wash away!

Congratulations Keesha!

This is a picture of "the girls" at Keesha's Bachelorette Party! Some of us have been friends since the 2nd grade and some of us met during the trip. We had a great time embarrassing Keesha and being silly girls! I am so blessed to have such good friends! Congrats Kee!

I just wanted to share two more "love's of my life". They are my precious nieces Addie Lane and Kate. Addie is the oldest and she acts as if she is 30. She talks non stop and keeps us laughing. Kate does not have time to talk because Addie does it for her. However if you sing the song "If you love your aunt Kristen say Amen" she will, without looking up or stopping what she is doing, say "Amen"! They call me KK for Krazy Kristen and I love it!