Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Tyler's iPad Surprise!

What a weekend! I am happy to report that it was GREAT and drama free. I have lots I could update you on, but today is reserved for our buddy Tyler. As promised, we wanted to share with you the video of Tyler receiving his iPad surprise this weekend. :)


At first Eric tried to trick Tyler by telling him several people got together to get him a book that he and Eric were going to read through and study. Tyler was like, "Alright! Awesome." Hehe. Of course, it wasn't a lie. Eric had the book preloaded onto the iPad all along. :) The more Tyler held the iPad in his hands and realized all that he could do with it, the more excited he became. All we heard over and over for an entire hour after he opened it was, "Oh my gosh, this is so awesome," and there were a TON of "Thank you's!" At one point Tyler was completely speechless. I think the realization that so many people came together to make him smile eventually hit him. It was very sweet.

Let me preface this video by apologizing for my shaky recording...I was super excited and trying to balance a baby on my hip half the time, haha. And also, just to make you all aware, we received MORE than enough money to purchase the iPad and case, plus a few apps. So the rest of the money was cashed and put into the card for Tyler to use how he saw fit. (We told him to spend it on something to treat himself with, but so far he's INSISTING on paying bills with it. :) We let Tyler know that there are plans in the works to help him in that way as well, but he still wants to be responsible. Oh, Tyler....)

Make the video full screen by clicking on the arrows.


Once again, Tyler wanted me to convey to all of you how VERY THANKFUL he is for this gift. We shared stories of all of you and your generosity over the past couple of weeks, and he was blown away. Tyler also wanted us to thank everyone for their continued prayers. He can feel them, and he definitely needs them! 

And if any of you are wondering whether or not Tyler will actually get a lot of use out of his iPad, haha, let me tell ya first hand, he already is! Eric and Tyler have been playing games with each other all weekend long! And the coolest thing ever: FaceTime. We can talk to Tyler whenever we want and see his smiling face at the same time. Awe.Some. If you have an iPad or iPhone, you can get some "face time" with Tyler too, and it's free. Woot!

I hope you all have a really great week. Do something fun, and enjoy the nice weather! 

UPDATE: The day after Tyler opened his iPad and received over $350 in donations, his phone broke! Eric is heading to the store this morning to pick up a new one. Guess Tyler gets to treat himself after all. :)

Friday, May 27, 2011

Confession Friday 5-27!

For everyone who has been inquiring lately if Evelyn was as chunky as Grace...


Yes. She was. :)

I confess that I tuned in to Oprah's last show yesterday...and I was really bored. Sorry, Sarah, I know this is blasphemy. :) I will say that I really liked her sparkly bracelet, though.

I confess that the hubs and I are about to duck and hide from Dave Ramsey so we can splurge on a father's day/birthday gift for Eric. We'll see if we're able to hold our breath for two seconds and actually BUY SOMETHING. We've already wavered on talking ourselves out of it, haha.

I confess that I am so proud of Eric for winning his weight loss contest at work this week! Woot! You have more will power than me, my friend.

I confess that Tyler's friends totally rocked it out and put us OVER THE GOAL for his special gift, and donations are still coming. I am ridiculously excited to surprise him tomorrow. If all goes as planned, you'll be seeing his reaction right here on Monday!

I confess that my children don't bathe sometimes for three days in a row. They don't get that dirty, what can I say?

I confess that our dentist double charged us on a bill the other day, and we weren't exactly thrilled when they didn't jump to rectify the situation. Eric had a few words with them. He picked up a refund check on his way home from work that day. :)

Grace learned to pull herself up in the crib this week....


Evelyn crawled in the crib and begged me to put Gracie in with her. I wash SHOCKED when my little baby reached up and peeked over the rails. 


She was pretty proud of herself. :)


I confess that Eric and I made a quick run to Walmart last night to get a few essentials. We came home with chips, cookies, and chicken nuggets. Eric has been deprived for months.

I confess that I'm pretty sure I gave my neighbor a peep show this week. That'll teach him to look through my open windows! Baha.

I confess that I have been craving McDonald's sweet tea like no other for DAYS and I still haven't gotten any. I could go get some...but that requires getting two babies ready and loaded into the car...for a beverage. No thanks. Does anyone know if they still sell that nectar by the gallon? :)

I confess that I wish gift registries existed for everything, including birthdays and anniversaries. Some people call that tacky; I call it convenient.

I confess that I haven't had my hair colored since January, and I look like a grease head even when my hair is perfectly clean. Annoying.

I confess that I've been scarfing down food lately like it's going out of style. I don't think any of it actually hits my stomach. I don't know what the heck is wrong with me, but I've gotta run. My belly is growling! :)

This weekend has the potential to be really awesome. I hope it lives up to the hype! Happy Friday!

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Congratulations Graduates!

Develop a passion for learning. If you do, you will never cease to grow.

It's graduation season. :) From kindergarten to college, students of all ages are wrapping up another year of learning and growing. Education is kind of a big deal in our house, and we were very pleased to attend Red Bud Elementary School's Junior High graduation ceremony last night. My baby brother Justin is now high school bound. Oh wait, he's not the baby anymore. Sorry, Justin. My "little" brother is high school bound. :)


 Hehe. We're a family of short people, what can I say?

The small gym of RBES was packed with bodies waiting to see these young men and women transition to a new stage of young adulthood. There was a lot of talk about new freedoms and responsibilities these young people will have as they will soon make their way (all the way down the street) to high school. It was sweet, and true, and none of them will even have the slightest clue what everyone is trying to tell them until they get there and experience it for themselves, haha. Sometimes learning has nothing to do with books.

Just a few days ago I wrote about the wonderful experience of growing up in a small town, and watching a class graduate together is the perfect example of the special experience small town living offers to it's people. Most of these kids have been toting backpacks, sitting in desks, and playing on the playground with each other since kindergarten. They've watched each other grow and change...they have stories to tell and memories tucked away...and it's a little bit sad to think that the end of a very sweet era is now over for them. As they move onto high school they will make new friends, which is never a bad thing, but it won't be the same for them ever again. The comfort and security of the familiar has quietly come to a close. Once again, it's time for them to grow by leaps and bounds, and they have to learn some life lessons all on their own.


The RBES 8th grade Chorus students sang "Time of Your Life" by Green Day. :) Justin was dreading this part of the night, haha. He HATES being in front of people, and he is probably the most shy person I know. All I have to say is, at least you weren't singing by yourself, little brother! I recall my eighth grade graduation and having to stand up to sing the Star Spangled Banner at the start of the ceremony. I hated every single stinkin patriotic minute of it, but I can't say no when someone asks me something. :)

I tried as hard as I could to get some good shots of all of Justin's classmates, but the gym was ridiculously dark. I don't know if any single person, no matter what camera they were using, was able to get good pictures in the poopy lighting. But I managed to snap a few photos of some lovely ladies that are friends of ours while they were busy belting out their punk rock tune. :) Darian and Courtney are especially close to our family, because we go to church with them, and at one point or another my mom babysat both of them. It's hard to believe that these beautiful young women used to sit on the floor in our living room watching Dragon Tales. :)



Justin, I know you were dreading it, but you did a great job little bro.

Of course, receiving diplomas is the reason most people show up to these things, haha. Justin walked across the stage and didn't even trip or nothin.




The 2011 class of Red Bud Elementary School!

Major side note:
I would like to take a moment now to point out the 1999 1st place volleyball state championship banner in the background. That would be my class. :) Not that I had a thing to do with that, haha. But I was there to cheer my classmates on! When I went away to college, I once overheard a group of girls I didn't know very well talking about small town volleyball teams. When I heard "Red Bud" my ears perked up. "They are SO GOOD," one of the girls said. "That's because they start training to play in like the first grade," said another. I smiled. Well...we did start doing volleyball drills in 1st grade PE class. So maybe they were right. :) Okay, back to the good stuff.

Darian had the privilege of giving the class farewell speech. She did a great job! 


Aw, this is the last time my little brother would walk out of his school gym as a student there....


We met up with lots of family afterwards at my parent's house for some ice cream cake. Yummo! Eric was super excited, because his weight loss competition at work had ended just that morning, so he could indulge in his absolute favorite snack. I seriously think Eric could eat an entire DQ ice cream cake by himself!



So proud of you, Justin!

Despite the fact that tornadoes were whirling around our area just hours before graduation, we had a really great evening. (We kept waiting for a phone call that the ceremony was going to be rescheduled, but it never came. Everything worked out in the end!)

If I have one piece of advice for Justin and his friends, it would be summed up in the words of Aristotle. "It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it." This will become even more true for you guys in high school, and even beyond. The world is FULL of ideas and different points of view. There is absolutely nothing wrong with learning about what others believe, but it's equally important for you to share your point of view with others. Take things with a grain of salt. Discuss ideas rationally, and "...sanctify Christ as Lord in your hearts, always being ready to make a defense to everyone who asks you to give an account for the hope that is in you, yet with gentleness and reverence..." (1 Pet. 3:15).


Good luck class of 2011!

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

My Babies Burn Rubber!

First of all some friendly family business. :)

I just want to give you all a big "Woot! Woot!" You are so awesome, and your generosity for our friend Tyler has been making me smile from ear to ear over the past week. I thought those of you who have donated deserved a little update on what's going on with Tyler's iPad surprise! Eric plans to head to the Apple store this Friday before it even opens to ensure that we can get a hold of one of those limitedly stocked handheld gems. And then this weekend we will present Tyler with his very own boredom buster iPad! (Eric, if you're reading this...I'm making you take me along for this one! I think we should video the big guy opening his gift!)

I also wanted to confirm with everyone who contacted me about sending a personal check in the mail and/or gift cards for Tyler to buy some sweet apps that your checks and cards have been received. Thank you for going out of your way, guys! Unless you contact me with other wishes, Tyler will know each and every person who thought of him during this tough time.

In total donations, we are still about $200 away from reaching our goal, and we have 24 hours to fill the gap. If you've been meaning to donate and have just forgotten (as several people have shared with me) here's your chance! I also realize that times are tough for many folks right now, and it is difficult to donate financially. Your prayers and well wishes and visits with Tyler are equally important to helping him get well soon. :) We'll have more updates about a fundraiser event for Tyler in the coming days.

Thank you once again to all who have given with open hearts. You are all that much more a part of our family, and we so appreciate it!

P.S. (Because there's just so much news to spread!) The North County News, as well as other media outlets, have misrepresented what happened the morning of the accident, and I want you all to be aware that Tyler WAS NOT fighting when he was hit by a car. Others were, but he was not. In fact, he was trying to save another person's life when he was injured. I'm incredibly sad about this misrepresentation of Tyler's character. He's a lover, not a fighter. :)

In other news, yesterday was daddyless Tuesday. And Evelyn learned how to drive a Mustang.




(These are iPhone photos! I was impressed.)

Up until yesterday, Evelyn had been a little afraid of John's cherry red Mustang, and I didn't blame her. I've seen how John can book it in that baby! She would sit inside and play the radio and mess with the buttons, but if John wanted to take her for a spin she hopped out of that thing faster than lighting. Then while sitting in the driver's seat yesterday evening, Evie's foot tapped the accelerator pedal and she moved forward about two inches. A smile spread across her face, and she kept tapping. There was no looking back. :)

We were all laughing so incredibly hard at the pair of them zooming around the yard in this mini-mobile. It was really a sight to see. Eventually she even got brave enough to ride with John behind the wheel, and she LOVED it. "Whoa, whoa, whoaaa!" Hehe. 


We took a little strawberry pit stop between laps around the yard.




They were de-lish-us to the nth degree. <-- That means a lot. A lot of delicious. 

You wouldn't believe who took a turn behind the wheel next.



If we were laughing hard before, we were dying when Gracie got her turn. My dad could not get over how grown up Grace suddenly seems to be. She was turning that wheel and channel surfing on the radio like a pro!


Of course, once big sister saw what Grace was up to, she had to hop in, too. And as if the giggle ante hadn't already been upped by seeing a 7 month old sitting in the drivers seat, these sisters raised it once again. For whatever reason, Grace kept trying to attack her sister with her gums. :)




Hehe, silly girl. I got a kick out of watching them choose just the right song to play on the radio before cruising out on the open highway.


When I look at this picture, I see my girls about 16 years from now...and I melt and tremor in fear all at the same time.

But out of the entire evening...all the laughs and rides and fun...there was nothing more precious to me than this:




Seriously. My goodness. This is exactly why I am so glad my plans aren't God's plans. What a blessing these two will be to each other for their entire lives. Neither of them will have a single family memory that doesn't include the other. (Let's just hope they're still hugging in 16 years!)

Oh yes, it was a very good day for the old mommy love-o-meter. The older my babies get the more fun I seem to have! Getting to hear Evelyn's thoughts and to see my daughters interact with each other is such a gift. I am one lucky gal.

And just for the heck of it, I thought I'd leave you with a little video of Evelyn's driving skills. :) She's still working on it (just like her mama! Haha.) One of these days her legs will be long enough to keep her foot on the pedal. ;)



"See ya!" :)

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Getting to know...me!

Getting to know all aboooout meeee! :)

It has been a really long day, made longer by a baby who keeps waking up from her sleep, which NEVER happens. I think I might have indulged in a little too much buffalo chicken dip yesterday, and Gracie says, "What the heck mom?" Sorry, girlfriend. So now I am beat. And it's late. And I'm going to do an easy post today, because it's probably the only kind I can squeak out at this point. 

I don't think I've ever done any type of "survey" on this here blog, but I found a pretty interesting one online, and I think it's worthy of doing. I think these can be a fun way of getting to know someone a little better. So here it goes!

Evie spent her first year here, but alas, it wasn't meant to be. Our friends Mike and Amelia are back in this house now. They can decorate better than we can, anyway. :)

1. Have you ever had something happen to you that you thought was bad but it turned out to be for the best?

Absolutely. It happens to me all the time. Probably the BEST recent example of this would have been our decision to not buy a home when we had the perfect opportunity to last Spring. We were already living in a really nice two-story home, I was pregnant with Grace and really didn't feel like moving. Our paint colors were mentally picked out. Eric and I literally had the papers in our hands ready to go and be signed by Monday. Everything was set in motion. And then he asked me the big question while driving home from a shopping trip one evening. "So, do you really want to do this?" And after a week of praying about it, I honestly didn't care. I just didn't have a peace about it, and we both knew that while we could afford this home, we had no business buying it while we were trying to pay off debt. And so we passed, leaving us with less than a month to pack up all of our belongings, find a place to live, and start over again. It is hard to be pregnant and not have a place to visualize bringing your baby home to. Of course, today we are INCREDIBLY THANKFUL that we didn't buy that house. So many things have happened that would have left us really stretched if we would've owned our own home. And we LOVE where we are...it's perfect for us!

2. What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever done?

Okay, this is going to sound stupid, especially knowing that I've given birth twice...but the hardest thing I've ever done was a 45 minute college presentation on a topic I knew absolutely NOTHING about when I started. I had given much longer presentations, but this challenge particularly sucked. It was for a class called "History of Judaism," and it was full of bible students and other people who seemed to know what they were talking about. History of Judaism was a class that I sat up straight in and smiled and prayed that the prof didn't call on me. But you can't hide from the spotlight when it's presentation time. So I picked a topic that I knew would at least compliment my major and hold my interest. "Fables and Folklore in Ancient Judaism." I prepared day and night for this darn thing. I practiced it in the mirror, for my roommates, in my sleep. And then I rocked it out. Not gonna lie. I rocked that sucker OUT. :) But yes, it was very hard.

3. What did you do growing up that got you into trouble?

Oh geez, I'm pretty sure if one thing got me in trouble more than anything it was probably my mouth. I just thought I knew it all, I suppose. :) Oh, and I had a notoriously messy bedroom.

4. When was the last time you had an amazing meal?

Last weekend at the Strawberry Festival in Ruma, IL. I'm pretty easy to please, but man those mashed potatoes were delicious!

5. What’s the worst gift you’ve ever given/received?

I hesitate to say that I've ever been given a truly bad gift, but there have definitely been a few interesting selections made on my behalf in the past. One that stands out would have to be a present I received from Eric on my birthday while we were dating. He had been gone ALL DAY LONG shopping for my present. I remember calling him and telling him to just get home, because it was my birthday after all, and I really just wanted to see him. Of course I'm thinking that a gift which took this long to choose must be a doozy! What could it possibly be? I'll never forget Eric getting out of his car and walking up to my parent's front porch as I met him outside. He had the biggest grin on his face and my prized gift was in his hands. And it was...drumroll please...an amber glass bowl and a bag of potpourri. (I'm giggling right this very second. :D) I knew he was proud of his choice, and so I gushed about how much I loved it. I was like 18 years old. Potpourri? Hehehe...I think we're far enough removed to find this funny, right darling? :D Gotta love him!

6. What do you miss most about being a kid?

I miss being gone from sun up to sun down, and running around outside with my best friend Heather without a care in the world. We lived in our bathing suits all summer long, and every evening when the street lights came on I would run home to watch Nick at Nite's "Block Party Summer" with a popsicle in each hand. My absolute favorite year: (And yes, I STILL remember the lineup) Munster Mondays, Lucy Tuesdays,  Bewitched Bewednesdays, Odd Couple Thursdays, and Jeanie Fridays. Sigh. That was a particularly great summer. :)


Preschool age me. :)

7. What is your first memory of being really excited?

I remember the night before a field trip in pre-school, I stayed up much too late packing a bag of things for my friends and I to do on the bus the next day. I seriously stayed up half the night dreaming and planning all of the fun things I would coordinate for my classmates. I was ridiculously excited about it. Unfortunately, my memory betrays me, and I can't remember if my mom even let me take my jammed packed duffel bag to school the next day. :)

8. What was the first thing you bought with your own money?

I'll be honest, I don't remember WHAT I bought, but I remember the first time I made real money of my own, and I was so proud of it. It was when I discovered selling things by catalog for the "Olympia Sales Company" or whatever it was called, haha. I made $32 whole dollars for myself, and boy did I enjoy it. I will say though, that the first things I ever REMEMBER buying (but not with my own money) were gifts for family members from "Santa's Workshop" in school. Oh. My. Gosh. I LOVED Santa's Workshop! Other than field trip day, that was my absolute favorite day of the entire school year.

9. When was the last time you were nervous?

I was genuinely nervous yesterday afternoon when a hard rain storm blew through our area, and I thought our little duplex was going to be picked up Wizard of Oz style. There was one gush of wind that sent enough pressure through our house that I felt it, and it popped open one of our exterior doors. I'm not usually afraid of storms, but this one had me worried for a couple of minutes. I don't like being home alone with two babies when the sky turns black and the winds are howling. Shiver. 

10. What is something you learned in the last week?

I learned, once again, that life is very short. Even our friends who live a full lifetime are only here for a second of eternity. We're praising God for the Life of Loretta Marie Young. :)   A very sweet lady who loved her family, church family, and even our own little girls very much.



11. What story does your family always tell about you?

When I was about four years old, I was sound asleep in my bed early one morning, and my dad thought it would be just fine if he took my mom to work while I was sleeping. (Oh my gosh...what? I still can't believe he did that, haha.) "She'll never wake up" he said. Well guess what? I did wake up. I'll never forget it. For whatever reason on that particular morning, I remember opening my eyes, smiling really big, and jumping out of bed to run downstairs and see my parents. I got downstairs and no one was home. Not a soul. And I fa-reaked out. I ran out the front door in my pajamas, hopped in my hot pink Barbie Corvette, and drove down the sidewalk to North Town Foods (an old grocery store) where the Bunny Bread man stopped me and asked me where I was going. "I need to get to my aunt Brenda's house!" I said hysterically. "My parent's are GONE!" He picked me up and walked me back to my house where my dad was standing sheepishly on the front porch. SOMEHOW the story is always turned around and made a joke, because I was the one who tried to drive her play car across town and was rescued by the Bunny Bread man. HOWEVER, I would just like to remind all parties involved that I was four years old and left at home alone. Yeah...mhmm.... ;) Hehe.

12. At what age did you become an adult?

I became an adult when I was 23 years old. I was married, carried my first child through an entire pregnancy, and delivered my very first baby girl in that one year. It was a big one. :)


So there you go! A little bit about little old me. I hope everyone has a very happy Tuesday! We're back to being without Eric once again. His summer class starts tonight...fun, fun! Evelyn will be happy to know she gets to see John every Tuesday again. :)

Monday, May 23, 2011

Home

There is a certain magic that comes from living in a small town that can't really be explained to someone who has spent their entire lives in the hustle and bustle of a big city. A small town is like the first lung filling gasp of breath you take when you've stayed underwater just a little too long. It's the last comforting ray of sunshine warming your shoulders at the end of a ridiculously good day. And while I'm sure living among the cornfields of the Midwest isn't for everyone, to me this small town is home, and home is where we kick our shoes off and stay a while.

I'm not sure if we would love our family walks quite as much if it weren't for the scenic backdrop we get the privilege to experience every time we walk through the nooks and crannies of our tiny town. There is something unexplainable in the air here that sparks our conversations and keeps us saying, "One more block...let's just go one more block." We walked a lot of blocks this weekend.


Red and white striped tents lined the Red Bud skyline this weekend for Moonlight Madness...I honestly have no clue what the point of Moonlight Madness is...but it's one of those Stars Hollow like festivals that I can't resist taking a peek at, if only because we can't attend a small town event without experiencing a high school class reunion. We like to hit our town's festivals early...before the crazies come out. Haha.


We detoured our Cadillac stroller to stop in for a bite to eat. The Office food stand had some yummy chicken kabobs, which Evelyn wholeheartedly approved of. We spread out our blanket, and for the FIRST TIME daddy was there to hop aboard. We're sending him to work this week with a little sparkly adventure dust to keep him going. You can't fly our magic carpet and not have withdrawals....



Grace couldn't eat the chicken, but she sure was enjoying herself. I think I've found a cure for all things that ail Gracie...take the girl OUTSIDE. She is instantly happy. :)


Children can roam free within the confines of a tight knit community, as seen here by turned-over bicycles abandoned for bounce houses and root beers. I couldn't stop looking back at this scene as we packed up our picnic dinner and headed towards the sunset. Home.

The Jaycee ball diamonds run right beside our normal walking route, and the parking lots were PACKED on this particular evening. I managed to snap just one picture as we were walking away from this middle America movie scene. The high-pitched clink of metal baseball bats...the cheers...the children running around unattended. Classic.


And just around the bend in the path, we get to see this every evening.


And I just want to pinch myself. This is my home.


And it makes me want to grab a bamboo cane pole and go fishing. :) Because of course, a regular rod and reel is not quite as quaint as a cane pole. (I have never fished with a cane pole for the record, but it sounds very Tom Sawyerish, wouldn't you say? I must try it sometime.)


I always get a giggle out of the local boy scout troop's "squirrel box." :D


Eventually we leave the beautiful greenery of the tucked away golf course paths and find our feet hitting pavement once again. Evelyn discovered recently that she can stand up in the stroller, and every time she remembers her new trick, she HAS to stand for the entire rest of our walk.


We were just crossing Main Street into the third leg of our regular tour, when we heard voices calling out, "Adrien! Eric!"


Well, looky there. My family. Sitting on my Aunt Merry's front porch right on Main Street, enjoying the evening air. Does it get any more small town than that? :) Front porch family. Now this...this is really home.

We stopped in for a nice chat, staying until the sun was almost completely set, before we loaded the girls back in for our trek home. I don't think any of us had a hard time sleeping that night.

We woke up on Sunday morning and readied ourselves for church. It was our week to watch the littles in the nursery - a fun time to love on other kids that aren't our own. I don't feel complete when we have to miss church for one reason or another, like we did after Tyler's accident last week. Missing church feels like skipping an annual summer visit to grandma and grandpa's house. It just shouldn't happen. Jesus was from a small town too, ya know. :)

That evening we joined a group of friends for a semi-last minute softball game and hotdog dinner. It was good times with good people. Most of whom were those small town church people I love so much. I wish I could've taken a bazillion pictures, but Evelyn was too busy learning how to go down the big girl slide all by herself and discovering uncharted playground territories.




I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoy going down the slide a time or two myself, haha. "Evie...wanna do it again??" Children are a nice cover up for our own cheap thrills sometimes. :) The winds began to pick up as the evening progressed, and the skies looked like they could open up and pour down rain at any moment. Since we had walked to the softball game (of course) we had to scoot out of there just in case.

Once again, I couldn't help but look back as we rolled back down the dusty rock trail towards home. No matter how distracted I am by chasing after my kids or trying to keep our belongings from blowing away, just being surrounded by familiar people, laughing and having fun, is enough to make the heart swell four times it's normal size. I'm not sure I could get these same feelings just anywhere. Because there's something special about being surrounded by friends your age, who you went to Sunday School with since you were in training pants, chasing after their own kids and smiling at yours. No. You can't get that just anywhere.



And knowing that the blessings I have on this earth are only a part of my temporary home blows me away. If it's this good here...I cannot even wrap my brain around eternity. Do you think there's a Main Street in Heaven? And walking trails? And hot dogs? And twisty slides? I hope so. :)

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