Good Job

Good Job to all of you ladies that made it through blogging everyday for the month. I can honestly say there is NO WAY I could of done it. You guys are the bomb.

Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving to you all. Have a wonderful day filled with family, fun and tons of food. God Bless you all.

Homework

My homework assignment. I'm looking forward to our blog party.




1.What is your Motto?
Truth be told I could give you one, but it would probably be really lame and I think the honest to goodness truth is I really don't have a motto.

2.What superhuman power would you most want to have?
I would definitely like the power to heal. I told Ryan this and he told me I am watching WAY to much "Hero's".

3.Cats or dogs?
I know I am going to lose a few friends by this comment, but I'm not a real animal person. Truth be told I'm allergic to cats and dogs, so this makes it hard to really like them.

4.Would you rather be a little smarter or sexier?

SEXIER!!!!!!!!!!!! Especially when your 8 months pregnant.

5.What's the one thing you'll never understand?

Why I do laundry everyday all day and it never seems to get done.

6. My life would be simpler if?
I had a live in Maid.

7. The big decision I'm currently wrestling with?

How to decorate the nursery?

Walking With God

Love, Love, Love this from my Beth Moore study that I am doing. Some of you may of heard this before, but I wanted to write it down because it is very fitting.

Imagine going to heaven and standing by God as He lovingly shows you the calender of His plan for your earthly life. It begins with the day you are born. Once you received Christ as Savior, every day that follows is outlined in red. You see footprints walking through each day of each week of your life. On many of the days, two sets of footprints appear. You inquire: "Father, are those my footprints on the calendar every day and is the second set of prints when you joined me?"
He answers, "No, My precious Child. The consistent footprints on the calendar are Mine. the second set of footprints are when you joined Me."
"Where were you going,Father?"
"To the destiny I planned for you, hoping you'd follow."
"But, Father, where are my footprints all those times?"
He answers, "Sometimes,you went back to look at old resentments and habits while I was still going forward, hoping you'd join Me. Sometimes, you departed from My path and chose your own calendar instead. Other times, your footprints can even be seen on another person's calendar because you thought you liked their plan better. At other times, you simply stopped because you would not let go of something you could not take to the next day."
"But, Father, we ended up OK even if I didn't walk with You every day, didn't we?"
He holds you close and smiles, "Yes, Child we ended up OK. But you see, OK was never what I had in mind for you."
"Father, what are those golden treasure boxes on certain days?"
"Blessings, My child, I had for you along the way. Those that are open are those you received. Those still closed were days you did not walk with Me."

I know for my life I want to open as many of those treasure boxes as possible.

A princess

Cute Brandan story:
Let me set up the scene for you;
I am sitting in the office doing work and Brandan walks in.
Brandan: Mom you are my princess. (he gives me a huge hug)
Me: I love you Brandan.
Brandan: I am your prince.
Me: I really love you.
Brandan: Mom I really like princesses with yellow hair.
Me: (not real sure how to respond to that one) I'm glad you think mom is your princess. I will be your princess forever.

For the record my little three year old has always liked "yellow" haired girls. He loves Cinderella. I'm a little bummed by this because the two most important women in his life, Morgan and I, both have very dark hair.

The Tooth Story

Here's Morgan's tooth story:

For many of you who do not know me that well there are two things that I can't stand the sight of, 1. BLOOD, and 2. VOMIT. The other major problem is when I see blood it makes me want to vomit. Very, very bad comenation. My husband knows this about me so he knows these are his areas to do. The major problem with this plan is as all of us wives know these blood and vomit never come when our husbands are home. So begins the tooth story. Morgan has had this loose tooth for months it has just been hanging there. Totally gross. On Tuesday night she came down from bed and told me she wanted to pull it out. Not good timing Morgan daddy won't be home till 10:00 we still have another hour. She told me not to worry she would take care of it all. Alright you go girl. And that was what she did she pulled it out. When she came out of the bathroom she told me, mom there was alot of blood, but don't worry I have cleaned it all up off the white rug and the counters. Great thank you so much. So there's the tooth story and my hate towards blood.
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the tooth

The tooth is gone!!!!!!!!!!!