Friday, March 1, 2013
Hendrix Turns 4!
Not sure where my firstborn *baby* went. He's well on his way to being "grown up like Daddy". For his birthday party he chose a Mario theme. My awesome and very talented photographer friend Katie captured the memories of the party.
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Stationery card
Colorful Joy Christmas Card
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Sunday, October 9, 2011
It's Been One Month....
It all started and ended with a phone call.
As I held a tiny cute puppy in my hands, I called David (we had just got engaged) and asked him to come and meet me in a parking lot. I wouldn't tell him why, just that I needed to talk to him.
That was the summer of 2006 I was leading a young girl's lifegroup. We ended up at Target one night, and saw a lady trying to give away a beagle puppy. The girls went crazy over this puppy and talked me into keeping it. Since the youth group at our church is called Switch, they thought it only appropriate to name this sweet puppy Switch. She was 7 weeks old.
When David pulled up, I explained the situation and showed him the puppy. I thought he may get upset, but if you know David, he rarely gets upset about anything. That was the start of our CRAZY life with Switch. She was super spirited, ALL BEAGLE, loved to sniff and chase, getting out of any fence you put around her.
We finally decided about 6 months ago that she really needed to live on some sort of farm. Somewhere she could come and go as she pleased, with no boundaries. Our house has a huge backyard, with a field full of rabbits just behind it, and a very busy street to the side. We knew the situation wouldn't lead anywhere good.
Friday September 9th we got home from our softball game, and I let both dogs out to the backyard. Seajay did her business and was let back in, Switch had got out of the yard again (an every day thing at this point) and so we just waited for her to get back.
About and hour later my phone rang. It was my mom calling and I knew that with how late the phone call was coming, it had to be bad news. She wouldn't talk to me, just asked for David. As I sat there waiting, I knew. I knew something had happened to Switch. My mom was on her way home, and had found her in the road. Switch had been hit by a car and died. I can only assume, believe, hope, that she was chasing a rabbit and it ran across the street. Mom pulled over, picked her up, called David and waited for him to come get her.
David buried her in the field behind our house. Her rabbit field. I still can't believe she's gone forever. Sometimes I look out our bedroom window which overlooks the field and I expect to see her out there. My heart still hurts for that silly, mischevious, aggravating, sweet dog.
As I held a tiny cute puppy in my hands, I called David (we had just got engaged) and asked him to come and meet me in a parking lot. I wouldn't tell him why, just that I needed to talk to him.
That was the summer of 2006 I was leading a young girl's lifegroup. We ended up at Target one night, and saw a lady trying to give away a beagle puppy. The girls went crazy over this puppy and talked me into keeping it. Since the youth group at our church is called Switch, they thought it only appropriate to name this sweet puppy Switch. She was 7 weeks old.
When David pulled up, I explained the situation and showed him the puppy. I thought he may get upset, but if you know David, he rarely gets upset about anything. That was the start of our CRAZY life with Switch. She was super spirited, ALL BEAGLE, loved to sniff and chase, getting out of any fence you put around her.
We finally decided about 6 months ago that she really needed to live on some sort of farm. Somewhere she could come and go as she pleased, with no boundaries. Our house has a huge backyard, with a field full of rabbits just behind it, and a very busy street to the side. We knew the situation wouldn't lead anywhere good.
Friday September 9th we got home from our softball game, and I let both dogs out to the backyard. Seajay did her business and was let back in, Switch had got out of the yard again (an every day thing at this point) and so we just waited for her to get back.
About and hour later my phone rang. It was my mom calling and I knew that with how late the phone call was coming, it had to be bad news. She wouldn't talk to me, just asked for David. As I sat there waiting, I knew. I knew something had happened to Switch. My mom was on her way home, and had found her in the road. Switch had been hit by a car and died. I can only assume, believe, hope, that she was chasing a rabbit and it ran across the street. Mom pulled over, picked her up, called David and waited for him to come get her.
David buried her in the field behind our house. Her rabbit field. I still can't believe she's gone forever. Sometimes I look out our bedroom window which overlooks the field and I expect to see her out there. My heart still hurts for that silly, mischevious, aggravating, sweet dog.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Turn It Up Tuesday
Last night Hendrix and I had this song stuck in our head:
Hold Me- Jamie Grace & Toby Mac
http://youtu.be/ysrIY84Ubmc
and for your viewing pleasure:
Hercules Hendrix
http://youtu.be/K7SskXAJ8BY
Hold Me- Jamie Grace & Toby Mac
http://youtu.be/ysrIY84Ubmc
and for your viewing pleasure:
Hercules Hendrix
http://youtu.be/K7SskXAJ8BY
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Wordless Wednesday
I'm posting this a day late so technically I can use words right?
This little boy never ceases to make me laugh, and a few days ago was no different.
He has since had a haircut, but is still cracking me up nonetheless.
This little boy never ceases to make me laugh, and a few days ago was no different.
He has since had a haircut, but is still cracking me up nonetheless.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Turn-It-Up Tuesday
A day late, no song clip, but a great memory. Lately Hendrix has been singing nearly non-stop. I'm starting to think this kid picks up a new song everyday. Yesterday we were on the way to pick up my mom for lunch when the singing began The song of the day was The Itsy Bitsy Spider. After he sang it once or twice, he then said "mommy turn". After singing the song, and being told "again" for the umpteenth time I began to mix things up. Each time he would demand "again" I would sing The Itsy Bitsy Spider in a different voice. British, cowgirl, and opera were all funny to him, but apparently The Itsy Bitsy Spider made into a rap song is freakin hilarious to Hendrix. The belly laughs coming from the back seat were worth every second. I love that kid.
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