storm moving through on Friday...

went to a liguidation sale and ended up watching horse's for a few hours...I was thinking of you, Puna and your daughter..sorry they arent better shots...I was taking them on the sly...

you are now 15...





i hope being 15 is everything you hope, dream and pray it will be. i have my own hopes...my own dreams...and my own prayers for you. i hope you have so much happiness...everyone deserves happiness but you deserve so much more. I might be a little biased on that, i admit. but you do.














your very existance makes my life better. when you wake up in the morning you are ready...locked and loaded with my gift..which is your smile. you amaze me, how someone, borne from two parents that hate mornings, who definitely are not morning people, but you LOVE the morning time.

at an early age, you were one who didnt give your love easily and freely. family and friends knew this so when you loved someone...they take it too heart. to have your love is a gift to not take lightly.

you have a funny sense of humor....you crack me up, sweetie...deep belly laughs....i get you like nobodies business and you KNOW that so you let her rip in the humor department

your sensitivity takes my breathe away. most times you say things out of the blue...well out of the blue for us but for you, its something that has been wieghing heavily on your mind and finally, you will decide to share it....you've amazed me with worrying about Jesus Christ on the cross...homeless people and if they have even ONE soft pillow)...kids that get picked on, you so worry if they know to just keep keeping on.....you even worry about why there doesnt seem to be a lot of old movie stars. to you, that just doesnt seem fair.

what people dont know about you...well...you love clothes! you are a total clothes horse. especially fabrics that feel 'good against your booty'. you drive me crazy talking about your swag and asking me 'how do i look????' I was not ready for THAT to happen...what happened to going out in a torn tee-shirt, knee socks and a pair of athletic shorts??? that's who I'm looking for to come out of your bedroom...

OMG! IDK! IK! TTYL! LOL! i get so tired of these little text words that you use with such freguency now...urgh

love you, sweetie

ma

it was her 90 birthday on Saturday...her daughter gave her a birthday party and she wanted to 'hire' me to come and 'play photographer' for her so I did...

wanna know what 90 years of putting God first looks like....

simply gorgeous...the grace and peace this woman has is amazing....

my youngest son had open house last night. before we went, we were laying on my bed watching tv. he quietly says 'I'm scared about Simonsen ( his new school).' I swallowed, tried to be nonchalant and waited a few seconds before responding (my response is KEY in how he handles things) 'like WHAT makes you scared'. he shrugged his shoulders. okay...i didnt say anything for a few seconds and then finally i said 'new teachers?'. he shook his head no. okay. i waited a few more seconds and then asked 'new kids???'. he shook his head no...okay...waited waited and then finally he said ' its busy.' okay. so I got up from the bed..moved around the room...very casually i said 'this is where your breathing comes in good...when you feel nervous, scared or overwhelmed BREATHE..' he nodded so i continued ' always ask questions...talk to your teachers, ask for help' he nodded again. a few seconds later i said 'we always get through this dont we?'. he nodded and said 'yep'

now i'm nervous...

evening watch....

summer time....its all about laughing, dancing, having fun, family and reunions....

as he was practing his jumper, i stood underneath the hoop. it was his job to shoot the jumper and then get his own rebound. making sure i didnt get hit in the head with the ball.

yeah...i trust him....

This was on my mp3 player when i got it....most times, i delete the pre-downloaded material but this...this gets heavy rotation.

but...it does sound a lot like this...either way...i'm playing them both. something about it...them...whatever. I like it...

last night i struggled. with being a parent. parental decisions. between wanting to hold them tight but then knowing that i had to let them go. can i be honest here? okay. last night... i so wanted to say 'go ask your dad' so that he could tell them no. i hate being the bad guy ALL the time. their dad is in their lives but im the constant. the constant stablizer. the constant referee. the constant emailer. the constant bank. the constant taxi. the constant heart mender. the constant sounding board. the constant bully. the constant drill sergeant.

but i'm also the constant love and soft place to land. and that makes up for every little complaint i just laid out for you all. and then some.

this thing should not be IN my house on my broom handle.....

yes i already suck at the August break...I've taken photo's just..didnt even realize that we were in to the month of August, yet. I'm SO adult with keeping track of time, arent I??? Will post my photo's tonight.....