Christmas Breakfast at Grandmas

New boots are hurting my feet. Jackson and his new lion walker.

Don't push me brother!

Mylie and Grandpa

James, Payton and Stephen

Logan thinks it's to early.

Mylie wore her eggs well.

Christmas Chipmunk Movie

Logan and his new boots. The boys had a real time with the seats. They kept folding up on them because the boys did not weigh enough to hold them down.

Mason and Alvin

Logan and Alvin

What a fun day!

Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree, I don't know where to put thee

I had a real hard time trying to fit our Christmas tree into our living room. No matter how I arranged the furniture in the living room there was not a good place for the tree. Then I thought about removing some of the furniture to make a place for the tree. I couldn't get rid of the couch or love seat because they were needed for seating, Bert's favorite chair - definitely a no. Lamps were needed, entertainment center - well that would not go over real well. I wasn't willing to get rid of any of the comforts to make room for the tree. Then God showed me that my living room was like my heart and the Christmas tree represented Jesus and time with Him. The furniture represented all the things in my life. Were there things in my life that no matter how I moved them around there was only a small place for Jesus or no room at all. Did I need to remove some of these things in order to make room for Jesus? Was I willing to give up some of these things in order to make Jesus a priority or was I making excuses for why I thought I needed to keep these comfortable things part of my life.
Now there was no solution to the tree problem, (except I bought a smaller tree) but I can do something about making God more of a priority in my life without making excuses for not putting Him first.

HAPPY __TH BIRTHDAY JAMIE

December 7, 19__ in Mobile, Alabama (noticed how I omitted the date)
The day my parents brought my sister home from the hospital my Dad bought me a puppy, (much to my Mom's disapproval). I guess they thought I might not like all the attention that the new member of the family would be getting. There is ten years between my sister and I, so we were raised very differently. The stinker never got a spanking and she got away with more stuff.
When she was three she wandered away from the family at the beach. There was a couple of minutes where everyone was looking frantically for her. There she was on the boardwalk, in her Miss America bathing suit, waving at us.
She is very southern and spells the same way, southern. (sister joke) She has a laugh that makes me smile.
She is the mother of two wonderful children, Jessica (born on my birthday) and Jacob. She has home schooled them since they were little.
She is an example of God's love and has a serving spirit. I can count on her to lift me up using God's word and sometimes even a swift kick. She is a blessing.
I regret all the wasted years we were apart, but I am blessed to have her in my life......my friend, my sister.
Love you, Sis
P.S. This is the only time I will pull for the Gators! I hope the announcer reads the scripture right this time. Beat Bama!!!!!!!!!!!!

Baby Jamie Cowgirl JamieKindergartenSchool Days

Graduation

The Bride

Sisters and friends................