School and Fall 9.12.17 – 10.17.17

Fall hasn’t felt like fall, except that it’s been crazy busy. I think I’ll have a goal next year to blog weekly- and I may try and start that soon. But who knows… 

Church is steady and rolling, as always. We’ve started doing some Sunday night healing services that are just so awesome, and that’s added a little to what we normally do. It’s been so worth it though. 

Our ministers, who text each other to dress the same, are some great guys. 

If we aren’t schooling or churching, we’re working on Mawmaw’s house. We are getting close too. It’s getting exciting. Sheetrock finishers are coming tomorrow! 

And my view from the scaffolds ain’t so bad…

I have to take a moment here and brag on my kiddos. They were outside, from 8am until lunch, and then from lunch til about 3 or 4 for about a week straight and I heard almost no complaining, and lots of giggles as they played in the sand and hunted for frogs. 

And other tiny critters. 

This lil toad here has been in my house at least 3 times. 

And I had a little high school reunion. It was so much fun getting to see all the folks I graduated with, or at least a lot of them. 

This here is a gal that I’ve known for a long time. We reserved the back page of our yearbooks for each other. Most recently we’ve laughed so much at the dumb things we used to do. 

Our group def had the most school spirt, and why they put ME up there?? I don’t know. We laughed so much that night. 

And my Judah is in a Daddy-only phase. He came to me and asked for a red shirt and blue jeans. I didn’t know why until Wes walked into the room. 

And sometimes chool pauses because we’ve got a trencher and we need to learn how stuff works. 

I even made homemade pizza dough. There is a first for everything!

And we went camping with Nana and Papa J at Flint Creek and had a lot of fun. 

My little outdoor kids. 

Never with shoes. 

They are such a delight, even when I’m yelling at them for bringing a frog in my house, again

I know these days won’t last, my daughter is already sending me messages from her computer that contain more words than pictures, and it sorta makes me sad. 

And another part of me is excited to get to watch all the girly movies again with her when she’s a teenager and I can’t wait to be the one she tells her secrets to. 

I love being her mom. 

And judah, my sweet little dirty child. His feet are stained with red clay and he barely listens, but his heart is gold and he wants to be good. He’s just got too much boy in him. He thinks after he acts and I’m praying him through that. I love him so. 
Alright- it’s bath time followed by bed time and as a tired mom- I can’t wait.