I spent forever trying to add the pictures to my last post. I had saved as a draft and i couldn't figure out how to pull my draft and edit and add pics to it. Oh well, I'll get it right someday...
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
I'll get it right someday
Here are some pics from my last post. Not sure how this posting buisness works. Trying to add pics, put them where i want them, add more pics. Not working!! Oh well here is a few of my Boys birthday this summer. Brennan turned 5 and Mattie turned 2. My baby isn't a a baby anymore!
I spent forever trying to add the pictures to my last post. I had saved as a draft and i couldn't figure out how to pull my draft and edit and add pics to it. Oh well, I'll get it right someday...
I spent forever trying to add the pictures to my last post. I had saved as a draft and i couldn't figure out how to pull my draft and edit and add pics to it. Oh well, I'll get it right someday...
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Jesus has really Big Ears
Hello,
It's been way to long since I've posted. I kinda got sidetracked with life and kids and marraige and the other stuff that goes along with life and kids and marraige. Back in April Matthew scared us with a weird virus that we are thinking was mono. Anyways his bloodwork was all screwy and it really, really, REALLY scared me. His bloodwork went back to normal after a few weeks and we are moving on. Thank you Jesus!!! My little man, Brennan is starting kindergarten this year. Yikes, he is so very sweet and niaeve. I told my hubbie that i wish i could just keep him home. Shelter him. Let him stay the sweet innocent little boy that i adore. I know that's not an option. So, i have bought him his uniforms, gathered the shots records, all the things you do. I will miss him during the day. All of his sweet little gifts that he so eagerly gives me all day long( He is picking me a "pop-flower" as i type this.) Pop Flower is a bud off of our crype myrtle tree. if you pick it before it blooms it is a ball.You squeeze it and out pops your flower. Hince, pop-flower.
Breenan's words not mine.
We were driving down the road to my mom's the other day and from the backseat i heard...
Breenan ~Momma, can Jesus hear me when i talk to him.
Me~ Yep, he sure can
Brennan~ why doesn't he talk back to me??
Me~ thinking of the right answer...
Corey~ He kinda talks to us through actions.
Me~ Yeah, that sounds good. He always hears you, he will talk to your heart Breenan.
Sam~ Your supposed to close you eyes and talk to him in your head not out loud Brennan.
Me~ No Sam, you can talk to Jesus however you want. You can talk to him when you're riding in the car and that is just fine.
Brennan~ yep, Mom, I sure can, cause Jesus hears me Whenever i talk to him. Cause Jesus has Really Big Ears!!!
He is sooo right. Jesus does have really big ears. He hears us all the time. No matter what we bring to him, Jesus hears us. I love you Breenan!! I love your innocence and your sweet, sweet heart. You are truly a blessing to me and to everyone you meet.
It's been way to long since I've posted. I kinda got sidetracked with life and kids and marraige and the other stuff that goes along with life and kids and marraige. Back in April Matthew scared us with a weird virus that we are thinking was mono. Anyways his bloodwork was all screwy and it really, really, REALLY scared me. His bloodwork went back to normal after a few weeks and we are moving on. Thank you Jesus!!! My little man, Brennan is starting kindergarten this year. Yikes, he is so very sweet and niaeve. I told my hubbie that i wish i could just keep him home. Shelter him. Let him stay the sweet innocent little boy that i adore. I know that's not an option. So, i have bought him his uniforms, gathered the shots records, all the things you do. I will miss him during the day. All of his sweet little gifts that he so eagerly gives me all day long( He is picking me a "pop-flower" as i type this.) Pop Flower is a bud off of our crype myrtle tree. if you pick it before it blooms it is a ball.You squeeze it and out pops your flower. Hince, pop-flower.
Breenan's words not mine.
We were driving down the road to my mom's the other day and from the backseat i heard...
Breenan ~Momma, can Jesus hear me when i talk to him.
Me~ Yep, he sure can
Brennan~ why doesn't he talk back to me??
Me~ thinking of the right answer...
Corey~ He kinda talks to us through actions.
Me~ Yeah, that sounds good. He always hears you, he will talk to your heart Breenan.
Sam~ Your supposed to close you eyes and talk to him in your head not out loud Brennan.
Me~ No Sam, you can talk to Jesus however you want. You can talk to him when you're riding in the car and that is just fine.
Brennan~ yep, Mom, I sure can, cause Jesus hears me Whenever i talk to him. Cause Jesus has Really Big Ears!!!
He is sooo right. Jesus does have really big ears. He hears us all the time. No matter what we bring to him, Jesus hears us. I love you Breenan!! I love your innocence and your sweet, sweet heart. You are truly a blessing to me and to everyone you meet.
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