To Be 8 Again!!!

We have loads to catch up on but in the mean time my mommy shared this cute email forward. Thought I'd share with you all 

To Be 8 again!

A man was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching his wife, who was looking at herself in the mirror.

Since her birthday was not far off he asked what she'd like to have for her birthday.

“I'd like to be eight again”, she replied, still looking in the mirror ..

On the morning of her Birthday, he arose early, made her a nice big bowl of Coco Pops, and then took her to Adventure World theme park. What a day! He put her on every ride in the park; the Death Slide, the Wall of Fear, the Screaming Roller Coaster, everything there was.

Five hours later they staggered out of the theme park. Her head was reeling and her stomach felt upside down. He then took her to a McDonald's where he ordered her a Happy Meal with extra fries and a chocolate shake.

Then it was off to a movie, popcorn, a soda pop, and her favorite candy, M&M's. What a fabulous adventure! 

Finally she wobbled home with her husband and collapsed into bed exhausted.

He leaned over his wife with a big smile and lovingly asked, 'Well Dear, what was it like being eight again?

Her eyes slowly opened and her expression suddenly changed.

“I meant my dress size, you  retard!!!!”

The moral of the story: Even when a man is listening, he is gonna get it wrong.

Gender! Do we find out or not?

With both Ty and Fè we went ahead and requested to know the gender. The unknown was not attractive to me. I am a born organize planning freak and could not comprehend not know the gender and being prepared. Yes I know people did it for years and still do it today, bit God knew what He was doing by having me on earth at this time in technology. I needed to know to be sane.

However since we have had both genders now and have basically 80% of what we need for this child to survive in both pink and blue already my logic for knowing the sex ahead of the time no longer applies.

So what do you think we should do? We still have like 6-7 weeks to decide.

Pregnancy Blues

First I have to apologize to this poor unborn child for my lack of attention. We didn't even do a post announcing our pregnancy. We are the worse mommy/daddy bloggers ever. On memorial day Chris and I discovered we were expecting our 3rd baby. Yuppie. Making me 13 weeks pregnant today. Praise Jesus 1st trimester is over.

However I am here to share that I am praising right now but more out of hope and wishful thinking. I am so unbelievably miserable it's not funny.

This child has my hormones operating in ways it's has never even dreamed of. I have never experienced anything like what I am emotionally going through right now. This child may have very well just confirmed for us whether or not 3 babies is enough. Because quite frankly I NEVER want to feel this way ever again.

I am almost constantly angry, impatient and frustrated. And I CAN NOT control it. I hate the way I feel and treat others. My hope is that I balance out and get some sort of normalcy soon but the unknown is daunting.

Please pray for me, my family and my coworkers. Pretty much anyone who needs to interact with me.

I will end my saying that no matter how I feel physically I know that I am blessed beyond measure to be trusted by God to carry, deliver and help raise another one of His chosen angels. I will love and cherish my baby. I will just be sure to tell them one day the torture I endured to bring them life.

Family Day @ Laytonsville Parade

This morning we were locked in our neighborhood due to the annual Laytonsville parade. We were stuck in from 9 am until 2 pm so rather than fight it we joined the crowd. We ate some pb&j sandwiches put on loads of sun block and headed out. Here are a few pics of our fun. Great little town we are in right now ... Gonna miss it.

Ty and His First Kite

A few weeks back we invested a few spare coins in getting Ty his very first kite.

Okay so it was really for Chris, he loves kites but Ty has been privileged enough to get a chance to enjoy the kite also. Here he is perfecting his kite flying skills with dadda's help.

Walk Fé Walk

My baby Fé is finally walking. Look at her go. 

Happy Mothers Day

This mothers day I got a chance to sit down for a few moments and reflect on a few highlights that I enjoy about being a mother. Here are a few.


I love how being a mother as brought me amazingly closer to God. I knew that I needed Jesus and His strength before but now I truly understand what that means. I depend on Him more daily then I ever have before.


I have a new respect for my mother and all she must have endured raising me and my brothers.


I have a better sense of value and appreciation of time and boundaries. Ty and Fè have both grown like weeds and I can't imagine missing any of it. I am more determined not to allow anything to come in between my time and commitment to them.


I also am learning just how important it is for them that Chris and I take some private time alone to reconnect with each other. With God as our glue our marriage is the core of the family and we must nurture is as much as possible. I truly enjoy our date nights together.


I really enjoy watching how quickly and just how much these little sponges are learning each day. I can honestly say I don't think I was as smart as they are at this age. They are so observant and apply what they learn in the most amazing ways.


I love watching the bonds and friendships they are making. Praying they learn early the value of good friends and how to support and protect each other.


And I love knowing that they are growing in a home and church that is flooded in God's everlasting presence and love.


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