First Trophy

Aron's T-ball Team party was at Chuck E Cheese's last week. Well, it might as well have been Christmas for this kid. He LOVES that place. I think this was only his 3rd time there, but everytime we are within a block of that place he asks: "Can we go to Chuck E Cheese?" I normally say, "Not today, bud." He was tickled pink as you can see.

After all the fun and games (and blown money from Mom's wallet) my little man was handed his first trophy ever. Look at him holding it like it's made of gold.

He was mesmorized for the longest time. It really is a cool trophy for T-ball! Rudy and I joked that it's setting him up with high expectations, cause they may not all be that nice in the future. It even had his name on it! It's now proudly displayed on the bookshelf in his room. Let the dusting begin!

Quacka Barrow

My Mom had been here for a week and we took her to the airport today. I figured a breakfast at Cracker Barrell would be the perfect send-off.

Apparently the words CRACKER and BARRELL are both hard to pronounce at the age of 3. But, that doesn't stop these two from trying! They are both pancake conisieurs and LOVE this place. As soon as the could see the sign from the road, the boys went nuts! "Quacka Barrow!" "Quacka Barrow!" You'd have thought we were pulling into Disneyworld! If they'd only stay this easy to please....

Aron and Jackson playing checkers on the porch at CB

Hello, Sillies!

Aron and Mammaw. I try to get a picture of Aron with my mom everytime we are together. I am pretty sentimental and sappy like that. As you can see, Aron is not. He wants to show you his belly!

Front Door-Back Door July

Wow, July. When did that happen? This Summer is zooming by! Here's our view as of yesterday:

The lawn is starting to show the effects of the heat, even though we have had some good rain.

Here's a closer look at our Crepe Myrtles along the driveway. They need a serious haircut, but we had so many other lawn projects this Spring, I didn't get around to them.

The back yard. These trees are something else. They didn't fill out like this last year. (We had a late freeze in April followed by a near-draught summer) Which is why I thought my garden would get more sun than it actually does....

It is growing, but I am not sure if I'll ever see fruit. The tomatoes have plenty of blooms, and the sqash and eggplant do as well. My jalapeno was apparently irresistible to some sort of but, and only has one leaf left on it. Sad, sad, sad. I'll let you know when the "harvest" takes place. Should be comical to see how much I actually reap from all this effort!

FBF 9

It has been a while since I have done a Flashback Friday. With vacations and Tball and everything else that has demanded our time, I haven't been able to blog much at all for that matter.

But, I found this picture and was just amazed. Amazed at how much my baby has grown in 3 years and 8 months. He looks so different, and yet the same. It is just bittersweet to watch him grow.

He was just a few weeks old in this picture. What a sweet, sweet baby he was. I just remember not ever wanting to put him down. Can you blame me?

There are angels watching over us.

I tend to forget that He sees everything. All of us. All at once. But, today, I was reminded that God is in control and that he is watching out for us.

Just a about 2 hours ago, I was on my way to the pool to swim with Aron when I heard a loud pop. It sounded almost like gunfire! I was only driving 20 MPH and slowed down to 2 in an instant. I asked Aron if he was OK and looked around to see what could have made that sound. Then I saw it in my rear-view-"mommy mirror".

Someone was weed-eating their yard a few houses back and had kicked up a rock. That rock hit and shattered my back driver's side window. This window was right behind where Aron was sitting. My heart stopped. I immediately rolled down my window and flagged down the van behind me to see if the driver behind me saw what happened. She had already started to pull around me, unaware of the reason I had pulled over. ( I must have looked insane!)She waved and almost kept going, until we recognized eachother. The driver of that van was a former neighbor of mine.

I won't bore you with the details of an insurance claim, but I will tell you this: Had God not been watching, that rock could have hit my baby. And had that friendly, sweet, former-neighbor of mine not stopped I would probably still be sitting there on the side of the road with my heart in my throat.

"..I will be with you, and I will protect you wherever you go." Genesis 28:15