Tuesday, September 30, 2008


Two Sundays ago, after church, I was standing on the stairs that lead to the balcony of the sanctuary/theater with my youngest son. He was just a few steps up from the floor holding some papers from children's church and his gameboy. His hands were full. Suddenly, my "spider-sense" went off and I turned to see him stumbling down the stairs. However, not being trained on my "spider-sense", I did not react in time to try to catch him. It was like a scene out of the Matrix.

As he stumbled, his feet stayed put on the step they were on, and his knees hit the step below. Then, as he's falling forward, sure to do a face plant into the tiled, lobby floor, he quickly releases everything from his grip and springs his arms forward to catch himself before he hits ground zero! Wow! It was actually pretty cool; like a superman discovering his powers, or something. He stayed there, with legs up on the stairs and hands on the ground holding himself up like a strong ninja move, or something.

I said, "whoa, buddy, are you alright?" He said that he was, and I helped him back up and gave him a high-five for his actions. His papers and gameboy were ok, too. I couldn't believe his wits. He was aware enough to let go of everything in his hands to catch himself and keep from getting hurt. I just knew he was a goner. You know, what 4 year-old kid knows to drop his gameboy and save his hide? I was impressed with his instinct.

A few days later I was driving and heard the Gloria Gaynor song, "I Will Survive". I immediately thought of the episode with my son and his instinct of self-preservation - his instinct to survive. I guess that instinct comes naturally to us. Or, at least, to most of us. Adam and Eve had to develop that instinct after they sinned. One of the first things they did was fix some clothes to hide their nakedness.

Yeah, looking out for "#1" usually comes pretty easily. What's not so easy is looking out for the other guy, or taking care of others. That's more of a pastoral instinct. A pastor is more like a shepherd. He is to care for, feed, protect, and love his sheep. Jesus is the Great Shepherd. This particular instinct came naturally for him. It's not so easy for us. We have that other instinct with which to compete.

A pastoral instinct comes from spending time with God. The more we read his words to us, the more we talk to him in prayer, the more time we spend with him, the more we become like him. While some people are given an extra grace and anointing to pastor, the pastoral instinct is one that, I believe, can be developed in anybody. But like anything else worth having, it takes time and discipline to learn. Some learn it easily; some don't. But, it is the instinct that needs to prevail.

Don't get me wrong. An instinct of self-preservation is important, too. Especially if you're stumbling down some stairs. But, when it comes to dealing with other people, we need to learn to sacrifice a little. Jesus said, "Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends." (John 15:13) If people looked out for their fellow man more than themselves, I believe this world would be a much better place in which to live. Don't you? Let's show the world His love. Let's develop the right instinct.

Be encouraged.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Happy 10th Birthday, Bobo!

Saturday was Bobo's 10th birthday. I tried all day to think of what I wanted to say to him on this blog and words just failed me. I love him more than words can say and am so very proud of him. You can check out what my husband said here.

Saturday was also very busy. We had a friend's birthday party to attend from 2-4 in a town about 40 minutes away, the family dinner and party around 5:30, and then the friends coming over for the slumber party around 7. I'm still recovering.

Bobo wanted a Superhero birthday party. No superhero in particular, just any and all superheros. A friend lent us the decorations and all the boys came in costumes or wore one of ours.

Bobo was the Red Power Ranger, Bear was Iron Man, Popeye was the White Power Ranger, and Princess was Super Girl. These are also their Halloween costumes.

We (aka my MIL) purchased a life size Batman and Iron Man for the party. Here she is with Batman. We opened presents once everyone got there. Then we watched Spiderman while we waited for it to get dark outside. This is a pic of the kids eating and waiting.
We had them draw numbers to determine teams. Two players on a team and three teams. Plus, RC and our friend Chris (his wife Heather was there also) were a team. There were bases and freezing and lots of running and laughing. Heather and I were the judges and team RC and Chris won.=)
Team Blue
Team Green Team Red
Then we had a ring toss. Team Red won. Then we checked shoes for dog poop and not a single person stepped in any! Woohoo! With two dogs the chances of 10 pairs of clean shoes is slim! Then we watched Spiderman 2. After that the kids got dressed for bed and this is what was happening at 11:00pm right before RC and I went to bed.
We put on a cartoon superhero show and told them to play quietly. After an hour of LOTS of laughter I made them turn the lights off and be quiet. This is what it looked like at 7:30 am. I made cinnamon rolls and they got ready for church. Yes, I got all my children PLUS three extras ready for church and to praise band practice at 8:30 am! Popeye and Princess slept at Grandma and Granddad's. Bobo said it was the best slumber party ever.
I'm very glad he thought so.

Happy Birthday, Bobo!

My #1 son turned 10 this past Saturday. Wow. He's so old. And he's getting so big. The circumstances surrounding his birth and early years were not so great, but he is my pride and joy. Well, one of them anyway. He is awesome! Below are 10 of my favorite memories from his first 10 years (in chronological order - as best as I remember it)

  1. his birthday (born in OKC on September 27, 1998 - I was a very proud dad)

  2. it took him forever to sleep through the night (I mean forever - thankfully, we learned from him and had the others sleeping through the night within a few weeks)

  3. he once stuck some keys in an electrical socket outside my office in KY (I could hear him hitting the wall with the keys, but didn't think about a socket until he got real quiet before he started crying really loudly)

  4. he would pronounce the letter W "double doo!" (he spent a weekend or something with my parents who taught him his letters - that one was his favorite)

  5. he loved the American flag (he always shouted "A flag! A flag! A flag!" until we finally acknowledged that he was seeing a flag)

  6. he was George Washington in a school "play" (I think it was President's Day or something in either the first or second grade - he read a few lines)

  7. he had to have glasses (there was a prophet at our church who was healing some people of eye problems - glasses, etc., he stood for a moment, then sat down and said that he liked his glasses)

  8. his violin recital (he's really gifted)

  9. playing baseball (he had the highest on base percentage on the team, because he kept walking, and he was a pretty decent second baseman)

  10. his prophetic word (wow, what a word spoken over him - if you want to hear it, make your request known in writing and send $1 to.... - just kidding about the dollar, but it's worth hearing, just not on this blog - sorry)

There they are. My wife calls him Bobo on her blog, so we will too. Happy birthday, Bobo! I love you, buddy.

Friday, September 26, 2008

Love Note Day

Today is Love Note Day. So here are a few notes of love:

To my wife:
I love you. I can't describe it any better than that. You are my sunsushine. You make me happy; you can make me mad, but you don't do that very often. You put up with me. God has said that our marriage was a miracle; well, I'm glad it's our miracle. I'm proud of our children. You are a wonderful mother, and you'll only get better. Thank you for 10 1/2 years of marital bliss (most of the time)! I love you.

To my children:
I love you. You guys are the best. From #1 son to baby girl, you are my pride and joy. You are so much fun, and I love coming home to a family excited to see me. Thanks for being so cool! I love you.

To my family ('rents and others):
I love you. Thank you for your love and support throughout my life. Thank you for loving my little family. Thanks for letting us use your pool and cable and internet and sugar and kool aid and Oreos and everything else. You guys are my foundation. I love you.

To my friends:
I love you. Whether you're a new friend or one who's been with me through the permed hair and Speedo stages of life, you are one of my most valued treasures. Thank you for making me laugh, for laughing with me and at me. You are the best. And I'm sure you owe me money. I love you.

To my God:
I love You. You saved my life. You are my rock, my fortress, my provider, my savior, my joy and my strength. You are the Ancient of Days. You are the Alpha and Omega. You are awesome. Thank you for Jesus. Thank you for loving me and forgiving me and bringing me this far. I look forward to continuing our journey together. You are life. I love You.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Cherokee wisdom

I'm taking a break from Bridget's Blessings (thanks, babe) for a day. This was an email I received from my Mema. I have some Cherokee Indian in me from that side of my family.

One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, "My son, The battle is between two 'wolves' inside us all.

One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority and ego.

The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith."

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, "Which wolf wins?"

The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."

Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable, -if anything is excellent or praiseworthy- think about such things. Philippians 4:8

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Life Lesson #2

Still waiting on my new title. (hint, hint) ;-)

2. Live in the present.

I almost typed: Live in the present moment, but I stopped myself because that is not the lesson I'm learning. Sometimes we must plan for the future. Sometimes, often times, we must do things in preparation for the future because if we don't then we can't accomplish what we are supposed to in the future. Living in the present moment is not what I'm talking about here.

What I'm talking about is most easily explained with an example.

This past March God brought a group of people, myself and RC included, together. Our first joint endeavor was doing a musical 'special' for offering at church one Sunday. We had a blast! I actually posted a video of it here.

After this, we all wanted to keep hanging out. We felt like the Holy Spirit was up to something and we wanted to make sure we didn't miss it. So, we planned an evening to get together to eat, talk, and pray. That too was great.

From it, God started to grow our group by adding more people. The people He was adding however, didn't have any musical gifting. This was confusing. Now, what seemed an obvious purpose (music) for our group was not so obvious anymore. Needing help we invited our pastor and his wife to our next get together.

The first thing they said to us, under the leading of the Holy Spirit, was "don't try to define this, yet". Now, this was hard to hear. We were so excited and gung ho, and this seemed to take all the wind out of our sails. Without definition we were at a loss as to what exactly we were supposed to be doing. But, because we trust our pastors and we felt in our spirits that this was indeed a word from the Holy Spirit we obeyed.

This began a work in me personally that God has used to reveal to me my attempts to live in the future. I spoke a little about this here.

I wanted to know God's purpose for this group and I wanted to go to work. I didn't want to wait. But, praise God, I didn't want to screw up even more. So, instead of pushing forward without a clear directive from the Holy Spirit, I waited.

And I'm still waiting.

And God has taken this group, now a family, in a completely different direction than I (we) ever expected. A wonderful direction. And because I'm choosing to live in the present I'm no longer trying to figure out God's ultimate purpose for bringing these particular people together.

I've heard it said: Both FAITH and WAIT have the letters A-I-T. Without a WAIT there is no FAITH. And the Bible tells us that without faith it is IMPOSSIBLE to please God. (sorry for all the caps, but in my heart this stuff is IMPORTANT) =)

Now, I am getting better about living in the present, and not worrying about or trying to figure out the future. But I'm going to be honest, it isn't always easy. And it seems to be even harder to live in the present when your life feels like it is in transition. Maybe you're at a job that you know isn't what God created you for, but no other doors are opening right now and you have bills to pay and mouths to feed. Or, maybe you live in a house that feels to small for your family and you are believing God for a bigger house, but you know that there is no financial way it could happen soon. Or maybe God is moving your family from one town and occupation to another town and occupation and nothing is happening at the same/right time. (I love you, M)

We so easily believe the lie that somehow life will be better once we get there, where ever there is. And we so easily miss the wonder of where we actually are. The wonder of how God in His great power and brilliance orchestrated things so perfectly to bring us exactly where we are. The wonder of how God gives us everything we need in His Holy Spirit to accomplish exactly what we're supposed to exactly where we are.

Here's the deal, folks. Our God is HUGE. ABSOLUTELY GINORMOUS. So completely beyond our comprehension that we should thank Him daily, hourly even, for making himself known to us. Because the reality of it is that we CANNOT understand the things of the Spirit without Him giving us the understanding. So, even if God did tell us our future, there is so much more to it that we can't grasp that we would still miss our future if left to find it ourselves.

Wow. Was not expecting that. Thank you, Lord.

And thank you, Lord, for bringing me to this place of love for You, joy in You, and dependence on You. You truly are the greatest adventure and our VERY GREAT REWARD.


And without faith it is impossible to please God... Hebrews 11:6

After this, the word of the Lord came to Abram in a vision: "Do not be afraid, Abram. I am your shield, your very great reward." Genesis 15:1

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

I couldn't come up with a better title.

I'm still trying to come up with a better title. Any help would be appreciated.

Here is Life Lesson #1

1. Say yes to your children as often as possible. Say no only when you have to.

I don't remember which author I read this from, but it stuck with me. And since reading it God has opened me eyes to two things that have changed my perspective.

The first is that most of the time that I answer no to one of my children's questions is simply because of selfishness. I don't want to stop what I'm doing to help or I don't want to have to deal with the mess that I know will come later. Or I don't want to share. The selfish reasons list could go on for quite a while.

When I realized how selfish I was being toward my children I was surprised. I had never noticed my own selfishness in that way before. I hid it under the disguise of authority. It makes me cringe when I think of it that way, but that is what I did and still sometimes do on autopilot. Without thinking I will just reply 'no' and then when I stop and think about my reasons for saying 'no' they are selfish.

I am still learning how to truly listen to my children, respond out of love, and take the time to pray it through. God is helping me.

The second thing happened a few months ago. My oldest son walked into the kitchen to ask me a question and before he asked he turned around to walk away and I heard him say, "I already know the answer." My heart was saddened by this realization.

Now, sometimes when rules are set in place and boundaries are known, then our kids should already know the answer to some questions and therefore not need to ask them. However, this was a different situation. He already knew the answer because of my habit of saying no.

He was coming to me to ask to play on a toy that is not always available for play, and because of my track record he didn't even make the effort to ask. He assumed (and probably correctly) that I would say no because that is what I usually say.

God showed me through this situation how my selfishness was causing a hindrance to the relationship I want to have with my children. I want to have an open relationship. I want my children to come to me with their problems, their questions, their concerns, their fears, their joys, their victories. I want my children to feel like they can come to me whenever. I DON'T want them to NOT come to me because they assume I will automatically say no.

I know that my children are small and I still have alot to learn. I also know that things are always completely different when you actually live them. It's like when people with no children try to tell people with children how to parent. So, I don't believe I have this all figured out and I know it is possible my opinion will be different when I actually have teenagers in my home.

But, what I do know for sure is that God has placed three families in my life that have raised teenagers or are raising them now and they have the kind of relationship with their children that I want to have with mine. So I am watching. I am asking questions. I am paying attention. And one thing I am noticing is how selfLESS these parents are. How they don't just automatically say no, but they take the time to listen, to discern, and mostly, to pray.

And because of their selflessness their kids can trust that when mom and dad say no it is in their best interest.

I want my children to be able to trust me like that. So for now I'm learning to say 'yes'. And I'm relaying the foundation of my relationship with my two big boys. And God, in His goodness, is letting me already reap some of the rewards of my efforts.

In hugs, kisses, and smiles.


I want to quickly add that RC and I both have wonderful parents whom we learn alot from. However, because we were children we sometimes don't correctly remember how our parents handled things and that is why we need other families to learn from now that we are parents.

Monday, September 22, 2008

Top 5 Lessons I'm Learning

I started this post because I was stealing the idea from my husband. His list consists of 10 things so, obviously, he can handle more than me.

But as I started to make my list I realized that as a woman I was not able to do so without wanting to go into great detail to explain what I am learning.

You know, so you can learn it too if you haven't already.=)


Over the next few days I will write some posts about the life lessons I'm learning right now.

And since I have some family members who are encouraging me to write more this will be good practice.

See you tomorrow with Bridget's Life Lessons.

or some other title that's way better.


Friday, September 19, 2008

He Beat Me to It

So, in this little world we call the blogosphere lists reign.

They are everywhere.

And they are wonderful in my personal opinion.

But perhaps I am just a little love struck right now.

You see, my husband just made a list for me.

I thought I would surely beat him to it seeing as how his birthday falls before mine, but he was sneaky.

That rascal.

Anyway, I just fell in love with my husband again tonight for the millionth time.

A word of warning, his post isn't really PG. It's more married and grown folk type. (nothing naughty or gross, just honest)

Check it out here and see why I'm truly one of the most blessed people on earth.

I love you back, babe! More than you'll ever know.


29 Reasons Why I Love My Wife

in no particular order...
  1. she's hot (I seriously could end here)
  2. she can sing (you need to hear her)
  3. she makes beautiful babies (have you seen our children?)
  4. she's a great mother (to 4 kids!)
  5. she's a good cook (creamy baked chicken, baby!)
  6. she lets me make her laugh (maybe she's just laughing at me)
  7. she's desperately in love with Jesus (I'm not jealous)
  8. she washes my clothes and cooks my meals (this is a good thing, people)
  9. she rearranges our house at least once month (change is good)
  10. she's not the neatest painter (seriously, check her clothes and look at the ceiling)
  11. she loves to decorate (seriously) (and she's good at it)
  12. she sings a lot around the house (see #2)
  13. she shows me things only I get to see (and I like what I see)
  14. let's just call this one an elaboration of #13 (4 kids, natch)
  15. she prays for me (Lord knows I need it)
  16. she prays with me (important to stand in agreement)
  17. she prays with our children (see #4)
  18. she likes to watch movies with me (so what if I like "Pride and Prejudice"?)
  19. she blogs a lot (check it out here)
  20. she talks a lot (this can be a good thing)
  21. she likes to make music with me (have you heard some of our songs?)
  22. she had the words, "pastor's wife" spoken over her in high school (we were just given the pastoral nod this past weekend) (more on that later)
  23. she bought me at my fraternity's date auction (I'll let her tell you what I cost) (she got a good deal)
  24. she loves my family (and they love her)
  25. she likes to buy things (but only when we have money) (which isn't very often)
  26. she likes to buy me things (not as much as I'd like for her to, though)
  27. she likes to look pretty for me (I did a "top 5" today on my show - #2 was "women are infinitely more concerned about what they wear then men are; in fact, if you met us at the door naked, you wouldn't hear a complaint from us)
  28. she's my Bridy Girl (and my sunsushine)
  29. she loves me (I couldn't ask for anything more)

When she turns 30 next year, I'll add another one. I love you, Bridy Girl!

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Love what you eat...

So, last year God moved our family from a suburb of Houston back to Small Town, USA. We were not at all upset about living in a smaller town because God was also moving us back close to family. We were however, a little disappointed to be losing some really great shopping and dining options.

Small price to pay in our estimation.

And earlier this year our little town, pop. about 25,000, got a Starbucks. We were thrilled, though I've only actually visited it 4 times. And now it is closing this week. Bummer.

However, also this week my favorite fast food restaurant opened in our town. Quiznos!!!

Today, the kids and I were invited to a friend's house for lunch. I offered to get the adults some quiznos. I stood in line for 33 minutes. I'm not kidding. I thought about leaving and just eating some of the soup I was bringing to go with the sandwiches, but I couldn't after getting a whiff of the food. It smelled so good! Just like old times!

You can read about my husband's joy over this here.

And just F.Y.I my favorite sandwich is the Tuscan Turkey.

And I live at...

just kidding. (except for those of you who actually know where I live=))

After lunch we were sitting outside on the patio while the kids played in the yard. My friend goes into the house and comes out with a napkin. She then proceeds to clean my daughter's face for me (I still at this point haven't caught on to what she is up to).

Then I notice The Camera around her shoulder.

She took ninety-one pictures.

And then sent me eighteen via email.

And as I was looking at the pictures I was thinking about owning The Camera myself, and I realized something.

God hasn't given me funds for The Camera, but what He has given me is A WONDERFUL FRIEND who owns The Camera and is willing, even eager, to take pictures of my children and family.

And the gift of a friend wins out BIG any day over a camera.
Jenni, you rock and I love you! Thanks for being my friend!

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

"Get In the Car"

One memory I have from my childhood is when my dad would tell us to 'get our shoes on and get in the car'. We would immediately start asking where we were going.

And he wouldn't tell us.

At all.

No matter how many times we asked or what we promised to do if he would tell us.

And so we would then start to guess. And his answer was always 'no'.

As a parent now myself I have been guilty of doing the exact same thing to my children.

And they respond the exact same way I used too.

When I don't tell my children where we are going it is because their knowledge of our destination will have no effect on the journey there. Or, they don't yet possess the knowledge to understand where we are going. Does that make sense?

There have been many times in my life, particularly my married life, when God has told me to 'get my shoes on and get in the car'. I immediately start asking where we are going. He usually doesn't answer. (honestly, can't think of ONE time when He has answered me)

So I start bargaining. "You know, God, if you told me I could totally help out and move this along."

Now we know why He doesn't answer.=)

Then I start the guessing game. Maybe it's here, or here. So I google here or here and look at real estate and job ops.

And still no answer.

But this also happens when God tells me to get in the car and it doesn't involve moving physical locations. Like: "Home school your children."

I immediately start the questions. Will I home school all the way through or just for a season? How will this impact my children's futures? Will they have many friends? What will I be at the end of all this?

And you guessed it: No Answer.

And I am finally catching onto why.

Just like me with my kids, God's motivation for not answering is that I wouldn't understand anyway.

Because I might know A way to get to where God tells me we are going, but I don't know THE way He wants to take.

AND because my focus would be on the DESTINATION. I would undoubtedly miss all the pit stops along the way. And if you know anything about racing you know that without the pit stops you don't make it to the end of the race.

My pastor says it like this: Don't live in the future and be unfaithful to the present.

I realized I had lived in the future for most of my life. Always wondering the outcome of something, the purpose of something usually before the something even began.

Always trying to figure God's plan and purpose out. And the more I sought to know, the less that was revealed to me.

Until... I stopped living in the future and started living in the present. And now God can trust me with a little more information because I know that no matter how much I think I know it will NEVER turn out the way I think it will.

So now I am getting better at focusing on God in the present and leaving my future in the future.
Focus on God and you will NEVER miss your future. Focus on your future and you might miss God.

I have my shoes on.

I'm in the car.

And I'm loving the scenery.


For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than your ways and My thoughts than your thoughts. Isaiah 55:9

Monday, September 15, 2008

Happy Birthday, DAD!

*updated to add/clarify that my mom and dad married when I was three and my dad adopted me the next year.

Dad, I was going to make you a Happy Birthday list too, but as I was sitting here thinking about what to put on it I couldn't get past number one. Not because I couldn't think of anything else to list, but because number one means so much to me that the others pale pitifully in comparison. So I decided to elaborate on number one instead of listing 55 others.

1. You chose to be my father.

I can't even type that sentence without crying. The gratefulness in my heart for that decision is beyond measure. You could have just let me be Tammie's daughter. You could have let me have to go visit my "real" dad while you and mom and Andrea and Kara had your weekend. You could have decided to love mom like your wife and me like your step-daughter.

But you didn't.

And I am completely convinced that God used your decision to be my "real" dad to forever alter the course of my life. Your decision to love me, to choose me gave me worth and value that gave me purpose. Obviously, as a child I had no idea what God was accomplishing through your choice, but now as an adult and a parent I am starting to grasp the greatness of the effect it had on me.

When I say it changed my life I mean it VERY literally.

You choosing me was an example in my life of how God chooses me. You showed me the love of Christ in a way that is similar to laying down your life for someone.

I love you so much and I am forever grateful to you for choosing to be my dad.

I pray your birthday is the BEST!!!!


Friday, September 12, 2008

Interview #3

The almost 5 yr old.

What do you want to be when you grow up?

"How 'bout a..................(finger on cheek whilst thinking) a pizza man because pizza mans come over to your house and give pizza to you."

You think that's cool?

"Yeah, because pizza mans come over to your house and give pizza to you. That's what I want to be."

What is your favorite place in the whole wide world?


Why church?

"Because that guy(pointing to the picture of the church and our pastor that was in a local newspaper and is hanging in the Batcave) in church, God's church, His house has stairs in it. And we have God in our hearts so we go to church, it's God's church."

What is your favorite thing to do with your dad?

"Play baseball"

What is your favorite thing to do with me?

"Reading books"

What are your favorite books?

"Spiderman versus Doc Ock, and Bear's volcano book and he lost it and we need to get another one for Bear and me."

What are your favorite toys?

"Superheros, cars, building stuff, blocks"

What is your favorite thing to do outside?

"Play baseball, and practice playing baseball for you to get better throwing balls and throwing for the guys to miss it." (a.k.a pitching)

What is your favorite song?

"God songs and rock and roll songs"

What is your favorite movie?

"Superman and Batman and Robin"

What is your favorite game?

"Playing hide and seek when someone hides and someone counts and then tries to find somebody where somebody is."

What is your favorite thing about God?

"Being with you when I'm up to Heaven where God is." (melt my heart my sweet baby boy)

What do you think about school so far?

"I have to do what you have to tell me when I'm doing school work."

Anything else you want to say?

"That's all. I want to say these." (Points to the Bible cards he has been so patiently waiting for me to read to him.)

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Interview #2

The 7 yr old.

What do you want to be when you grow up?

"That's really hard. I haven't thought about it." (LOTS of thinking) "A singer?"

Where do you want to go to college?

"Altus, this college"

What is your favorite place in the whole wide world?

"County fairs"

(Surprised) What do you especially like about county fairs?

"The games"

Any games in particular?

"bean bag toss, roping, sack race, marbles, and that's all"

What is your favorite thing to do with your dad?

"Play baseball"

What is your favorite thing to do with me?

"Let's see, I'm thinking...go outside and get flowers, no wait, go to walmart and buy stuff."

What are your favorite books?

"Spiderman, the Bible, Skippy John Jones, and um, Batman."

(Not sure he's done) Is that all?

"Nope there's still some more, The Dangerous Book for Boys"

Is that all?

Nope, there's still a couple more, The Happy Birthday Book. Now that's all."

What are your favorite toys?

"Cars, superhero action figures, tool toys, dinosaurs, sharks, and um, footballs, baseballs, and toy guns. That's all."

What is your favorite thing to do outside?

"Teach the dogs new tricks."

Is that it?


What is your favorite song?

"The song when Elisabeth sings" (Praise and Worship song at church called King of Glory)

What is your favorite movie?

"Spiderman" (The cartoon)

What is your favorite game?


What is your favorite thing about God?

"He made the world"

What do you think about second grade so far?


Anything else you want to say?


Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Someday in the future this will be really funny...

I am stealing this idea from another blogger.

My interview with my almost 10 yr. old:

What do you want to be when you grow up?

"I don't know yet. I need to think about it. " (me encouraging him to come up with something for the sake of my interview) "A nice billionaire that gives the money to the poor people. Well, it will take a long time to become a billionaire but I will be nice to the poor people."

Where do you want to go to college?

"OU college, where Bryce showed us the football field when we were going back to where Abby lives." (ok, dad, I think you need to show him O-STATE)

What is your favorite place in the whole wide world?

"Heaven, cause it has grandma Bea and I miss her very much"

What is your favorite thing to do with your dad?

"Music" (now asking how many questions there are)

What is your favorite thing to do with your mom?

"cook" ???????? anyone remember this post?

What are your favorite books?

"Black Beauty and Treasure Island" (he has read the children's versions)

What are your favorite toys?

"Cars, dominos, anything I can play explosion with."

What is your favorite thing to do outside?

"play with the dogs"

What is your favorite song?

"Cinderella (Steven Curtis Chapman) and songs that are good that I make"

What is your favorite movie?

"Action movies with explosions (I'm sensing a theme) and hilarious movies"

What is your favorite game?

"Hide and seek, catch with kids, of course" (I'm not sure he means throwing a baseball with kids or throwing kids)

What is your favorite thing about God?

"Everything He does, miracles, forgives us for our sins."

What do you think about fourth grade so far?

"half bad, half good"

What is bad and what is good?

"What is bad is that I have twenty-six problems on math and what's good is that I'm glad to get it done. And, what's bad about english is that sometimes I don't pay attention while I'm doing it and what's good is that near the end I start paying attention and finish it."

Anything else you want to say?


Thursday, September 4, 2008

I'm back in business, BABY!

I got a new camera this evening! No, it's not The Camera, but I have a camera!!!! Oh, I am so excited! It's a Kodak and it's TEAL!!! Here's the first picture I took with my new camera! Sexy, huh?!? Since my camera is new and I'm all picture happy right now I thought I'd share some long over due photos of my ikea purchases in their new homes. Introducing... my new shelf! Isn't she lovely? The way she so gracefully hangs over the t.v. and displays all my beautiful things?
And also introducing... my new coffee table! Now, this guy works hard! Just today he was over- taken by some new floam and if you know what that is then you understand. But, rest assured, he made it out ok. (notice the orange bow pillows) =)
And for kicks I thought I'd throw in a pic of where I do all this crazy blogging!

So there you have it! I'm back in business, BABY!