Monday, June 30, 2008

Callan "No stage fright" Jones

Last night we wrapped up the week long adventure on Outrigger Island at VBS. I wish I knew how many people showed up to Family Night. Our sanctuary that holds 700-800 people was packed out and everyone I saw had one or two kids in their laps or sitting in the aisles. I would say there were at least 1,000 people there. That alone was overwhelming, but that is where this proud momma begins to brag. Callan (the quiet middle son) was asked if he could recite John 3:16 on the stage during the showcase of the weeks adventures. He said yes. So up on the stage he stood, with a microphone, in front of around 1,000 people and did this...

(Now mind you I did videotape the entire thing while he was on the stage. I had him perfectly on my screen, but as soon as he began the child in front of him stood up and covered him up completely. So, I have video of my child speaking with another child just standing there in front of him, then me scrambling to see if I could find a place to see his face. So I made him say it again when I got home.)



I do not know where he mustered up the nerves from. It was mighty brave of him... and he did not miss a beat.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

A WHAT???

It is a long story, and it all happened very suddenly... but today we added to our family. Meet Stella... our Snorkie.




Friday, June 27, 2008

You gotta see it to believe it...

I will let the video speak for itself.

I was in charge of coming up with the crafts for Preschool VBS this week. I guess I can't get upset when even my own kid does not understand that what he had in his hand was his very own fish tank.

This is what happens when your 3 year old has a mind of his own and then comes to excitedly tell you he put HIS fish in the tank.


Fun Friday Foto

Okay... don't go examining too closely!!!

Since Brent and I are approaching our 10 year wedding anniversary in 4 weeks, I thought I'd show you some "throw-back" Summer Lovin'. This is us on the "everybody does it" trip up Dunn's River Falls on our honeymoon in Jamaica. If I remember correctly, it was FREEZING and I was not all into the "get back under the falls so we can take a photo of you"... until they pushed me in. And yes... it is from my scrapbooks. I believe one of the first pages I ever made.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

If I only had a picture for this post...

Long story short, it is VBS week here and naps are a daily requirement for Mommy and the 2 little ones. I just need 10 minutes (or 30 whatever they will give me) to unwind and close my eyes. Silas, I guess, is too keyed up to sleep. He goes to his room, but after a few minutes is tempted to play. This is new for him. He is my compliant child and has not really entertained the thought of even getting out of bed much less playing while he is supposed to be sleeping.

Today after we got home from VBS we ate a quick lunch and I took the little ones to bed quickly because Nommie, Bubba, Julie and Jackson were going to come by for a little while. I thought Silas was asleep because he was quiet, but when Eliza woke up I discovered that he had been playing the whole time so I banished him back to bed. I left him up there for a little while, but soon told Nommie she could go get him up (because I promised him she would). Now remember, Silas is my hat and pajama loving child. He only will lay in his bed if he has PJ's on, and sometimes we change PJ's 10 times a day. In fact, we have been working hard on him being able to put PJ's on all by himself because I am SO OVER the changing of the PJ's... ANYWAY...
Mom goes to get him up and he is wearing not 1, not 2, not 3, not even 4 or 5, but 7... count them... 7 pairs of PJ pants at the same time... one on top of the other!!!
OH I WISH I HAD A PICTURE. He told Nommie not to tell me ( I don't know why) but it was too priceless not to share. I guess he has the ability to do PJ pants by himself now.

Monday, June 23, 2008

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Hot Pink Sunday

Eliza and I both wore our hot pink to church on Sunday. She was too cute with her big bows not to share.