Friday, May 16, 2014

The Ball Park

The Ball Park is our happy place.  There is peace at the Ball Park.  We have had amazing weather this Spring and our baseball nights and days (trust me when I say there have been many) have stayed cool and the perfect temperature.  Maybe that has something to do with it, but in all honesty the Ball Park is where we are all happy.  My boys could live there.  I worry that if I let them, they would be unrecognizable after a twenty four hour period... after three hours they come home covered in dirt, cheeto hands, and sticky fingers.  All is well, as long as there are smiles.  I don't even remember taking these pictures, but I love them, blurry and all. :)

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Thursday, May 15, 2014

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Just because.

This little boy has my heart wrapped around his finger right now.  His eyes melt my heart anytime he looks at me.  I want to freeze time whenever I hear his voice.  He pretty much runs our house...

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Tuesday, May 13, 2014


We celebrated Zenock's Seventh Birthday in April.  The best quote I've ever heard about raising children says, 

"The days are long, but the years are short."

I love this sweet, spunky, stubborn child of mine.  He is my hardest child by far and we have had some really long days in the last Seven years.  Zenock was born a fighter and I know that that will to fight will carry him far in this life.  He is a leader and so many people love my Zenock and love to be around him.  He is a good kid and when he is sweet, you want to love him and hang onto those moments forever.  He has a good, good heart. 

I had a "Man" party for Zenock a few days before his Birthday.  Right before the party, he made this awesome sign and stuck it on the door.   For our "Man" party we lounged in pjs, ate pizza, played Manly games, and the boys even grew mustaches. 

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We celebrated Zenock's Birthday a few days later.  Per his request we visited him at school and brought in sprinkle donuts and then waited patiently for him to get home to open presents.  After, we went to our favorite Pizza joint, "Mellow Mushroom" where I am happy to say I slayed eating out alone with three boys by myself.  It was a happy day.

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This picture just makes me smile.  We had a month in March where High School Musical (1 and 2) were watched at least once a day.  During Spring Break, I woke up to Zenock dancing and singing in the living room. (This kid memorizes songs like nobody's business...)  When I told him there was a 3rd one, he was pretty pumped.  He was even more excited to get it a couple days later for his Birthday.

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Monday, May 12, 2014


I am surrounded by good people.  Some who live near me and others who don't.  I have been blessed with the best family on Earth... not only my close family, but extended as well.  So many people have taken care of me in the past seven months.  I have received so many words of strength, cookies, care packages, love, and the prayers.  Thank You from the bottom of my heart.  You will never know what it has meant to me.  I have felt every prayer and those moments of kindness when you thought you were just making extra cookies... they always came to me on the hardest of days.  You were truly inspired.  I can't even express my love and appreciation for the many wonderful, amazing people in my life.  I love you. :)  

I hope that one day I can return the favor.  I admit service is not always at the front of my mind.  That doesn't mean I don't notice.  I have friends whom I watch spend their life serving.  Service comes naturally to them.  They are always asking what they can do for others.  I love surrounding myself with these people.  The more I do, the more I notice their acts rubbing off on me and I find myself asking their questions of service to others.  I am so Thankful for their Christ like examples.  Life is good.  People are good.

One sweet act of service needed to be documented.  After I broke my foot the first of March... It's almost silly to even explain what I did.  The short story is, I fell out of the back of my SUV while retrieving a cleat for baseball practice.  I am completely healed now.  I can run, jump, and tackle three crazy little boys. :)

In the midst of my broken foot, my cousin sent a box of presents for my boys.  The instructions were the presents were to be opened only when they were behaving well.  Genius. :)  

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We also spent the afternoon blowing bubbles... Apparently, if you leave bubbles in your garage all winter long, they become an almost gooey like texture and don't pop.  These bubbles were so fun to watch land all over everything.

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