To any of you who follow this blog, it is long overdue for an update. There are no excuses for the delay and the “slower” lifestyle we are enjoying should be more reason to have time to keep this blog up to date.
Our winter is moving by real fast and I am having thoughts of getting the garden ready for planting. We did enjoy the time we had with our families and friends over the holiday’s. Being there for the Christmas and New Year came and went to fast. Always plenty to do and so many people show us kindness with invitations for dinner, wanting to stay connected and hear what’s going on in our lives.
This picture is priceless, grandma spending time playing candy land. This was the same game I grew up playing with and never dreamt my sons would be using it. Mom was so kind in opening her home for us again, we stayed there while we were up for the holiday’s. We always enjoy the time and the children some much needed time with grandma.
Below, the picture shows Dexter getting a pony ride and Isaiah walking along side. Rebekah, a cousin, is the one giving them the rides. We always have to pay a visit to “the farm”, the boys could spend endless hours there and never get bored. This is where I grew up for about 20 years of my life.
We also got a chance to do some sledding, Dexter and Isaiah are in the middle with cousins Courtney and Jordan along with them. They were moving alright, their expressions give that away.
Our latest family happenings has been celebrating Isaiah’s 3rd birthday, this was on January 24th. His birthday was over the week of the WeCare crusade, so with all that business we never did get to invite friends for a party. But he still made sure to soak it all up. Through the day he would at random ask mom to sing “happy birthday” and even started it once on his own. So he was loving the occasion. But that is Isaiah, he enjoys the moment. When we tell him “good job” for something he will agree, “yep”, for what he did. No sense of pride, just an innocent agreeing on what he accomplished.
He was thrilled with his gifts, some came from grandparents, cousins, and of course mom and dad. Actually the one tractor came from Ben Fisher who was staying with us for the week of the Crusade. 3 years old, its hard to imagine. He was born while we were still living in Strasburg. I had to think of where all we lived in his life time already, we would have had 5 different address’ in those 3 years. It makes me wonder what the next 3 years have in store. If only God would just let us know what He’s thinking. Right or not? No, but I am thankful for a God who does care and gives guidance for the future.
Another one of my wifes cake designs, sure does a wonderful job. The baking department at Publix can’t compete with that. The picture is not the best but it is a horse and the #3 is for 3 years old.
When you look back in time (even only a few years) and you notice how much can change. From a helpless son in his dads arms, to a little helper for mommy and daddy. Now he loves to help mom in the kitchen it can be making donuts (like the picture shows), setting breakfast table, and even helping clean off the table. He is on this thing where he wants to help in the kitchen, thank God for a patience mom who loves his help. The picture in the right is his first hunting trip with dad. He kept begging to go with me and this day was a warm afternoon, his older brother was sick, so it was his opportunity. He did great, kept looking through the binoculars trying to find deer, and he kept quiet. We didnt see anything, but had a good time anyway. His comment was that the deer were scared of us, thats why we didn’t see any. We had a good story to tell mom when we got back. We didn’t bring the meat home but we tried our hardest!!
In the early part of January, the boys and myself decided to join the “rednecks” to watch the monster truck show. It was close by and we found some tickets for cheap, so we couldn’t resist. Had a lot of fun, if only I could get these guys to sit this still in church! Mom and Ava decided they would go shopping instead of join us, the noise would have been to much for Ava.
My goal is to try harder and keep this blog up to date. If thats not happening someone needs to comment or email and remind us the fact.
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