We made some yummy 2009 french toast this morning! That was interesting. No one wants that much powdered sugar on their french toast. Ok- maybe they do- but I don’t. After I finally got all the toast sugared, it was cold and had to be reheated. We also scraped off most of the sugar. The kids enjoyed it, however, and it was a fun memory.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Enjoy!
Playing puzzles with Grandma:
David and his brother, Jon (big-time sound engineer/music producer):
Our yummy Christmas morning peach french toast:
Daddy reading the Christmas story, while Noah and Sammy balanced Nativity figurines on their heads:
Noah sipping on his hot cocoa (with marshmallows, mind you):
Mommy and Daddy, ever-so-in-love (and needing showers):
Time for presents:
All bathed and ready to head to Great-grandma’s house:
The family at Great-grandma’s:
Gift exchange at Great-grandma’s:
It was not a silent night
There was blood on the ground
You could hear a woman cry
In the alleyways that night
On the streets of David’s town
And the stable was not clean
And the cobblestones were cold
And little Mary full of grace
With the tears upon her face
Had no mother’s hand to hold
It was a labor of pain
It was a cold sky above
But for the girl on the ground in the dark
With every beat of her beautiful heart
It was a labor of love
Noble Joseph at her side
Callused hands and weary eyes
There were no midwives to be found
In the streets of David’s town
In the middle of the night
So he held her and he prayed
Shafts of moonlight on his face
But the baby in her womb
He was the maker of the moon
He was the Author of the faith
That could make the mountains move
It was a labor of pain
It was a cold sky above
But for the girl on the ground in the dark
With every beat of her beautiful heart
It was a labor of love
For little Mary full of grace
With the tears upon her face
It was a labor of love
Sorry no text. But the pics kinda speak for themselves!
We started the boy’s first Advent celebration this evening. We are doing a Jesse Tree, which was recommended by Kacie.
I certainly learned how to plan better for tomorrow (i.e. not letting them color until we have done our reading) but they seemed to really understand the point that we were trying to draw out from Isaiah. I can’t wait until tomorrow, which will have to be done early because David is working evenings now.
Some photos:
We decorated the tree today. Simon slept, but Noah and Sammy really enjoyed taking part. Some photos from our day:
Noah and Sammy (with a very decorated bottom of the tree):
Noah, in disguise:
Sammy (I love that smile!):
Grandma, handing the boys their ornaments:
Simon and Daddy, reading a story, this evening:
We had a great Thanksgiving at my Mom and Dad’s house. Here are some photos from the day’s festivities:
My sister, her husband (Mike), and Kylie:
David and Mike playing cornhole:
A little Thanksgiving love:
Simon at Poppy’s 4 wheeler:
Mommy and Noah on the 4 wheeler:
Kylie:
Aunt Mandy and Kylie (check out my ever-growing midsection fully taking bloom!):
P.S. I either own a really cruddy camera or I will never learn how to use it. The quality stinks- sorry!
This year I had the opportunity to write for the Advent booklet for the college that I attended. Here it is if you want to take a look. I wrote the devotional for December 4 (Sammy’s birthday LOL!)
To celebrate, a few photos:
I hope everybody has a great one!
Today is a crazy day. Simon has therapy (speech, not psycho) this morning and later today, Lord willing (no snow! no snow! no snow! say it with me!), we are headed to Colorado Springs this evening.
A picture to make you smile: my lil’ Valentine’s (minus one):
