Hello bloggie world. How I have missed you. Our computer hasn't been working since early morning Saturday (thank goodness for auto post). I am posting this to let you know that it will be some time before I can post again or keep up with all the wonderful blogs I read. I am seriously asking you all to pray that Jeff will be able to fix our possessed computer, it's sad to admit that I am lost without the Internet.

My wonderful mommy let me post from her computer but it is without dsl and I'm just gonna be real honest here and say I would rather stab myself in the eye than try and post again. This has been torture.

Until next time.....

I love photography and oh how I wish I could take some classes. I have noticed lately that every where we go I am noticing layouts of land or rooms and thinking how they would be great for photos. And I am constantly wishing I had my camera with me. From time to time I get compliments on photos and they are greatly appreciated but after taking photos at my mom's wedding it has proven to me that I am no photographer.

I may get some goods shots but what you don't see is all the other photos that were taken that didn't turn out well at all. Maybe someday I will be able to take a class and I will be able to really learn and not just get good shots out of pure luck.

I played around with our wedding rings Wednesday night while Jeff was at church and it took me about 35 shots to get just this one that I love. On a side note Jeffrey was lost without his ring, that sits well with me.

I want to take photos of my Mom and Al but chances are we will spend an hour together and I might come out with one decent picture. It will be good practice for me. I'm sure there are plenty of self taught photographers and since I won't be taking any classes I guess I better get to practicing.

My Timbo talks a lot. I think he talks more than either kid at this age. I am always amazed at the things I hear him say. It may not always be the right word but he comes up with his own things. Guns are "shoot"s, his bed is a "nigh-nigh", Kati's hair detangler is "mil".

For example yesterday he was watching me cut out denim for his blanket. A blanket I was guilted in to making but that's another post for another day. While I was using a roller cutter I sliced into my finger and hollered "ouch!". So now everytime he sees my tool or the denim he calls them "ouch".

Well yesterday at naptime he blew me away with a correct use of the word.

Earlier in the day I threw Bubba into the washing machine for a quick bath but I forgot about him until lunch time. Which did not leave we enough time to get him dry before Timbo would lay down. Thank goodness for the back up Bubba hidden in our closet, I just had Jeffrey throw it into the crib with Timothy wasn't around.

Timothy finished his spaghetti and I cleaned him up and delivered him to get kisses from Jeff. I cuddled him close before I layed him down in his crib and wondered if he would notice the switch. I layed Bubba face first onto Timothy (he always puts Bubba butt up by his face) and waited with a smile. He flipped Bubba around and began to fiddle with the tag on Bubbas butt when his sweet face changed and he thrusted Bubba toward me a began to holler "fake, fake". I could do nothing but say "Sorry buddy. I love you."
This is what Jeff found when he checked on him later. I guess the fake Bubba isn't even worthy enough to sleep in the same crib.

I am just amazed that he knew fake and used it correctly.

So I have nothing "big" to share, God provides in big ways and in ways we don't always take time to think about.

I am grateful for the beautiful weather we have had this week. Because of it I was able to watch my three little ones playing in the backyard.

I am thankful for my husbands health. I learned earlier this week that someone I was friends/acquaintances with, for what seems like a life time ago, that her husband is dying. He is 35 and will be leaving her with two young children. It is a blessing to know that he is a Christian and they will one day be together again. I can't imagine doing this (life) alone.

I am thankful for the incredible mind that the Lord has blessed my husband with.

I'm glad my Bear has somewhere to go where he is in complete happiness and feels total love, but I miss him terribly while he is gone.

I found this on another blog, I thought it was so funny I had to share it!

Dear Mrs. Jones,

I wish to clarify that I am not now, nor have I ever been, an exotic dancer.I work at Home Depot and I told my daughter how hectic it was last week before the blizzard hit. I told her we sold out every single shovel we had, and then I found one more in the back room, and that several people were fighting over who would get it. Her picture doesn't show me dancing around a pole. It's supposed to depict me selling the last snow shovel we had at Home Depot.From now on I will remember to check her homework more thoroughly before she turns it in.

Sincerely,

Mrs. Smith

Dear Wal-mart greeter man,

We, as a family, have noticed you for some time now. As I am sure you have noticed us, it would be hard not to notice the littlest one waving hello every time we pass through or the great debate on who gets to sit where in the basket, especially since we come several times a week.

As the months have gone by I have seen a change in your gruff exterior. In the beginning we were only granted a head nod but more recently I have seen the faint smile when our antics are held right before your eyes. I am certain that in a few more months you may even begin to wave back to the baby and say hello to the kids, as long as you don't let the incident skew your opinion of my sweet little family.

I can assure you that when Brendon said you smelled "like a stinky diaper" that it was only meant in kindness. See, he too has noticed you all these months and now has a familiarity and a liking for you. I promise that those ugly words came out of acceptance and love from his heart. And if ever he kicks you in the shin then you are a pal for life. So please, don't let my families backward affection dissuade you. We think you are great. Please don't withhold your head nods any longer, it took us so long to get where we were.

And really he couldn't smell you from that far anyway.