Abby loves to dance to her music-apparently her friends like to too. My favorite part is Caleb's face. He's like "What in the world are you doing???" Too Cute!!! I think we should take this act on the road!!!
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
And now for something completely different...
Most fun EVER!!!!! If you EVER have a chance to go to Cedar Point, I can't recommend it highly enough. Even though I chickened out and didn't ride Top Thrill Dragster, Chuck put it in perspective for me. "you only chickened out of the fastest, second tallest roller coaster in the world..." And now, I don't feel nearly as bad about not trusting my life to a piece of steel.
In line for Millenium Force. Did I mention it was down right COLD that morning and sprinkling on and off? I didn't bring a jacket so I bought one there. I told Chuck even if I never wore it again, that was the best money I had spent in a long time... Did I mention it was cold?
Eating lunch. We felt like poor college kids again, packing a lunch to save a few dollars. But then againg, it was $10.00 for a combo meal at Chick-Fil-A inside the park, so maybe we weren't poor, just smart...
Taking a rest. You don't realize how out of shape you are until you try to walk around a huge amusement park.
We spent about 1/2 hour in the arcade. We got enough tickets to win a beautiful Shrek plush toy. It was the most beautiful toy you'd ever seen in your entire life and what does Dacian do? She goes and gives it to a crying child. The nerve of some people! I was going to keep that doll forever and ever...(if you can't read the sarcasm in this paragraph, call me and I'll say it in person.) :)
Right after lunch it actually did rain. Most of the rides shut down for about an hour. We didn't mind. We had fun standing under Chuck's patio furniture umbrella and playing the movie game. In case you don't know, I'm HORRIBLE at the movie game, so I was out first every time. We did have a good time though. The funny thing is, the harder it rained, the more "friends" we got. At one point, there were three teenagers under the umbrella, in addition to us.
Did I mention this is a BIG unbrella?
Have you noticed how my arms are crossed in every picture? I can't tell if it's to ward off the cold air, or the coldness that I felt because I was so stinkin' scared...Why, I"m not sure, I was fine after we got on every ride, it was the anticipation that was so horrible.
This was us in line for Top Thrill. I might be smiling, but inside I was having a schizophrenic talk with myself about whether I should ride this ride or not. After all, we didn't write a will before we went...
These are more genuine smiles. THey couldn't wait. In fact I would use the word giddy to dscribe them. Duane got more and more like an eight year old on Christmas morning the closer we got to the front of the line.
This is them at the top of a 420 ft. drop going roughly 120 miles an hour, with just a lap belt to hold them from certain death. Can you tell now why I was scare senseless?
As you can tell by the fact that I'm not in the picture, my more mature, reasonable side won out on this one, and I stood by taking pictures. Do I have any regrets? Maybe a small one, but there's always next time. I'm hoping I get braver each time we go (and I do intend to go again!)
Here's us standing in line for the FRONT SEAT of Millenium Force. That's right, the FRONT seat. After I chickened out of Top Thrill, I thought I might be able to make up for it by appeasing Chuck and riding the front seat. This was Dacian telling us to smile for the picture.
This is Chuck telling me to show the camera how I "really feel" about being in this line.
We actually got in trouble for taking pictures, but Dacian asked permission to take this one of us since it's so special. They finally got me in the front seat!!! And I have to admit, I had a BLAST! It was awesome! It was even cooler because it was night out and we could look out over the Lake-well as much as you can going 92 miles an hour. :) There was just one problem riding in the front seat at 10:10 at night...
We had a slight bug problem! You can't see it in this picture, but this was taken right after we got off the ride. We counted and I had 32 dead bugs on my shirt and Chuck had about 25. It was insane!
Well, that about sums up our trip. We had a long drive there and a long drive back, but we enjoyed every minute of it-even the traffic jam. I hope we go again sometime soon, because it was well worth the time and money! Thanks Duane and Dacian for helping us have such a great trip!
In line for Millenium Force. Did I mention it was down right COLD that morning and sprinkling on and off? I didn't bring a jacket so I bought one there. I told Chuck even if I never wore it again, that was the best money I had spent in a long time... Did I mention it was cold?
Eating lunch. We felt like poor college kids again, packing a lunch to save a few dollars. But then againg, it was $10.00 for a combo meal at Chick-Fil-A inside the park, so maybe we weren't poor, just smart...
Taking a rest. You don't realize how out of shape you are until you try to walk around a huge amusement park.
We spent about 1/2 hour in the arcade. We got enough tickets to win a beautiful Shrek plush toy. It was the most beautiful toy you'd ever seen in your entire life and what does Dacian do? She goes and gives it to a crying child. The nerve of some people! I was going to keep that doll forever and ever...(if you can't read the sarcasm in this paragraph, call me and I'll say it in person.) :)
Right after lunch it actually did rain. Most of the rides shut down for about an hour. We didn't mind. We had fun standing under Chuck's patio furniture umbrella and playing the movie game. In case you don't know, I'm HORRIBLE at the movie game, so I was out first every time. We did have a good time though. The funny thing is, the harder it rained, the more "friends" we got. At one point, there were three teenagers under the umbrella, in addition to us.Did I mention this is a BIG unbrella?
Have you noticed how my arms are crossed in every picture? I can't tell if it's to ward off the cold air, or the coldness that I felt because I was so stinkin' scared...Why, I"m not sure, I was fine after we got on every ride, it was the anticipation that was so horrible.
This was us in line for Top Thrill. I might be smiling, but inside I was having a schizophrenic talk with myself about whether I should ride this ride or not. After all, we didn't write a will before we went...
These are more genuine smiles. THey couldn't wait. In fact I would use the word giddy to dscribe them. Duane got more and more like an eight year old on Christmas morning the closer we got to the front of the line.
This is them at the top of a 420 ft. drop going roughly 120 miles an hour, with just a lap belt to hold them from certain death. Can you tell now why I was scare senseless?
As you can tell by the fact that I'm not in the picture, my more mature, reasonable side won out on this one, and I stood by taking pictures. Do I have any regrets? Maybe a small one, but there's always next time. I'm hoping I get braver each time we go (and I do intend to go again!)
Here's us standing in line for the FRONT SEAT of Millenium Force. That's right, the FRONT seat. After I chickened out of Top Thrill, I thought I might be able to make up for it by appeasing Chuck and riding the front seat. This was Dacian telling us to smile for the picture.
This is Chuck telling me to show the camera how I "really feel" about being in this line.
We actually got in trouble for taking pictures, but Dacian asked permission to take this one of us since it's so special. They finally got me in the front seat!!! And I have to admit, I had a BLAST! It was awesome! It was even cooler because it was night out and we could look out over the Lake-well as much as you can going 92 miles an hour. :) There was just one problem riding in the front seat at 10:10 at night...
We had a slight bug problem! You can't see it in this picture, but this was taken right after we got off the ride. We counted and I had 32 dead bugs on my shirt and Chuck had about 25. It was insane!
Well, that about sums up our trip. We had a long drive there and a long drive back, but we enjoyed every minute of it-even the traffic jam. I hope we go again sometime soon, because it was well worth the time and money! Thanks Duane and Dacian for helping us have such a great trip!Sunday, July 13, 2008
I am a mother...
I am a mother of one precious blond headed, blue-eyed, strong-willed, funny, intelligent 3 year old girl.
I am a mother of one precious bald headed, blue-eyed, feisty, slobbery, giggly, snuggly 1 year old boy.
I am a mother of one precious, imagined to be blond headed, blue-eyed, inquisitive, quiet, and shy 18 month old.
I know exactly what two of my beautiful children look like, feel like, sound like, smell like; but the other I can only imagine. I can imagine her quiet giggle, her warm smile, her brilliant blue eyes. I see her in Abby's gentleness, and feel her in Caleb's hugs. Was she a girl? We won't know this side of heaven, but I like to imagine she was. She was too small to hold, too small to see, but she left a large impression in my heart. She passed from my womb back to Jesus. She was with us too short a time.
People often say, "But if you had had that baby, you wouldn't have Caleb." That's true, I love Caleb with all my heart, and it was in God's plan for us to have Caleb. But that doesn't take away the ache of the child that isn't in my arms, but Jesus'.
Or they will say, "At least you weren't farther along." That's also true, but people who say that have never lost a child at any stage. Because people who have lost a child know that it doesn't matter if that child was with you one day or 50 years, the love in a mother's heart is instantaneous. It doesn't grow over time, it is there from the minute of conception.
The pain has lessened over the last two years. Now when I think of her, I can imagine her running free, giving my mammaw and pappaw kisses, looking down and laughing at the silly things Abby and Caleb do. But today I am sad. I miss her.
It was two years ago this week that we found out a new miracle was given to us. There were four amazing days of dreaming, planning, and hoping. Would she be a doctor, a teacher, an artist? Would she like basketball like her mommy, or cross country like her daddy? There were also four days of uncertainty. How were we going to handle two under two? Four days later we found out in an ER exam room that our baby wasn't going to make it. We cried, and prayed, and cried some more.
Everyone was so nice to us, praying for us, and sending us cards. But life has a way of moving on. Others go about their business, their life, and you have to find a way to move on too.
So today, I just felt the need to remind everyone, including myself, that I am a mother of three beautiful children. Two are here, with me, to remind me that life is rich, abundant, and a blessing from God. The other is waiting for me in heaven to remind me that this life is not all there is. There is something far better awaiting me when this life ends.
I am a mother of one precious bald headed, blue-eyed, feisty, slobbery, giggly, snuggly 1 year old boy.
I am a mother of one precious, imagined to be blond headed, blue-eyed, inquisitive, quiet, and shy 18 month old.
I know exactly what two of my beautiful children look like, feel like, sound like, smell like; but the other I can only imagine. I can imagine her quiet giggle, her warm smile, her brilliant blue eyes. I see her in Abby's gentleness, and feel her in Caleb's hugs. Was she a girl? We won't know this side of heaven, but I like to imagine she was. She was too small to hold, too small to see, but she left a large impression in my heart. She passed from my womb back to Jesus. She was with us too short a time.
People often say, "But if you had had that baby, you wouldn't have Caleb." That's true, I love Caleb with all my heart, and it was in God's plan for us to have Caleb. But that doesn't take away the ache of the child that isn't in my arms, but Jesus'.
Or they will say, "At least you weren't farther along." That's also true, but people who say that have never lost a child at any stage. Because people who have lost a child know that it doesn't matter if that child was with you one day or 50 years, the love in a mother's heart is instantaneous. It doesn't grow over time, it is there from the minute of conception.
The pain has lessened over the last two years. Now when I think of her, I can imagine her running free, giving my mammaw and pappaw kisses, looking down and laughing at the silly things Abby and Caleb do. But today I am sad. I miss her.
It was two years ago this week that we found out a new miracle was given to us. There were four amazing days of dreaming, planning, and hoping. Would she be a doctor, a teacher, an artist? Would she like basketball like her mommy, or cross country like her daddy? There were also four days of uncertainty. How were we going to handle two under two? Four days later we found out in an ER exam room that our baby wasn't going to make it. We cried, and prayed, and cried some more.
Everyone was so nice to us, praying for us, and sending us cards. But life has a way of moving on. Others go about their business, their life, and you have to find a way to move on too.
So today, I just felt the need to remind everyone, including myself, that I am a mother of three beautiful children. Two are here, with me, to remind me that life is rich, abundant, and a blessing from God. The other is waiting for me in heaven to remind me that this life is not all there is. There is something far better awaiting me when this life ends.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Last of vacation :(
One day Chuck, mom, dad, and mammaw visited Yorktown and Fort Sumpter. I stayed home with the kids because we thought it might be too long and "boring" for them. Everyone else had a great time.
Abby loved the pool...as long as she had death grip on either daddy, mommy or pops.
This pool was more her style. I liked it too.
She liked to go back and forth...and back and forth...and back and forth.
Walking in downtown Charleston one night. It was so pretty.
Mock ups of the old cannons that they used to shoot from downtown Charleston out to Forth Sumpter. Those were some pretty impressive cannons!
Abby loved the pool...as long as she had death grip on either daddy, mommy or pops.
This pool was more her style. I liked it too. 
She liked to go back and forth...and back and forth...and back and forth.
Walking in downtown Charleston one night. It was so pretty.
Mock ups of the old cannons that they used to shoot from downtown Charleston out to Forth Sumpter. Those were some pretty impressive cannons!
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