"Maam, Could You Please Just Read the Schedule"

Lordy, Lordy. My precious little angel is doing great in volleyball. We have found a lovely girl on our street to watch the boys so that Tim and I can go to the game and actually focus on the action. All is going swimmingly!

Tonight, our sweet sitter arrived, received instructions, and we departed with plenty of time to see the game and even catch a little of the B Team game. So, off we went ... all the way on the opposite side of town to Cain. It is about a 15 minute drive, but we were still doing ok. When we arrived, there was a lovely choir having a presentation .... but no volleyball. Lights out on the court people.

So, off we went to our school (by the way, if the eighth graders are playing at home, the seventh graders would be at the away campus). After another 20 minute drive back to the other end of town and our school, we got out with just enough time to see our girl play. Ahem, she was not there. Her crazy mom did not read the schedule and was sure she remembered lots of talk about playing Cain. We play Cain next week. My girl was in Wylie tonight and I missed it.

What the heck?

Cool Rule!

My boy had a funky fever illness this weekend. Started running fever and ran it for 24 hours. At bedtime tonight, he felt perfect. This means that since he still had fever this afternoon, I get to keep him home with me tomorrow! Children must be fever-free for 24 hours before they can return to school. I LOVE this rule today. I have been missing my little man so much since school started and I get to hang out with him all day tomorrow.
Alright, that's all folks!

It Just Keeps Getting Better

I got together with my high school girls the other night and it was amazing. We were celebrating another little one born to one awesome mama. Let's see, I think that makes 20 kiddos among us ranging from 13 years to 3 months. What a legacy!

It seems that each time we are all together, our bond is so much stronger. I'll be honest, there was a time a few years back when I was nervous and unsure of whether or not I wanted to attend our little gatherings ... I mean, take a look at all of those beautiful women. It is understandably intimidating. Fortunately, all of that beauty goes much deeper than the surface and all of these girls are amazing.

Each one of these ladies are amazing wives and mothers, but we all still have that bond from our youth inside. I love it that I can be so real with these girls. I am so thankful that they are all in my life.

Who'd a thunk it?

Probably anyone who knows me and my computer skills.

Here's the deal ... I can't figure out where to put the little photo card in my new computer. I do not have the manual because it's technically Tim's laptop for work and all of that stuff is at work. "Have him bring it home", you might say. Oh, ha ha, you are so funny.

So, I'm still waiting to download our summer of fun.

Okey dokey then ...

Not quite yet

I composed this message earlier in the day and I have pondered posting it all day. It's kind of serious and I don't like to be all that serious most of the time, but the following really hit me and I felt like I should post it. But, then again, I don't like to be serious, especially on this blog where all kinds of people come to be entertained. Then I remembered that noone reads this blog and I decided, "what the heck." :)



I still have not gotten around to the whole photo show I am planning, but I read something on another blog, http://www.lotsofscotts.blogspot.com/, that really intrigued me.


It said,

"Comparison is the thief of all joy."

Wow! Did that ever hit me. I have been so guilty of this for years ... comparing my kids to other children or each other, comparing my husband to my friends' husbands, comparing my parents to my friends' parents, etc. It truly does steel your joy. There is always someone who seems to have it better, just like there are many, many people who have it far worse. I am working hard on being thankful for all of the great gifts the Lord has given me.

I want to hold on to my joy. I want to cherish each and every moment of my children's childhood. I want to appreciate what I have. I have a lot of love in my life and it's high time I am grateful for it!

Later ...

It's here!

Hello fan,

The new computing device has arrived. Despite the fact that it seems to have taken away all typing ability (not much) that I once had, I am very excited.

As soon as I figure out how to download my pictures on this new machine, I will add lots of new posts.

Stay tuned...

Ty-Bo

Well, I'm sick of waiting on my new computer and I'm sick of not posting pictures on this blog, so I thought I'd give posting a picture a shot. I'm crossing my fingers ... no, I'm not. Try typing with your fingers crossed, would you. How'd it go? Hard, huh?

Anyway, since my little Ty-man is the inspiration for this blog, I thought I'd post a few old pictures of him from when he was little. Bwahahahaha! He was never little!

Now, would you look at that hunka-hunka-burnin' love. Bless his heart. There were many days I thanked the Lord that he was not a girl.

Now, look at that sweet baby. I remember hiding that picture because I was afraid I might get in trouble for letting him sleep on his tummy. The boy DID NOT sleep until we decided to put him on his tummy.

Okay, that's all for today. Now you might be asking yourself, "Now, what did that get me?". Well, it got you a trip down memory lane. Did you have a nice trip?