Queen Anne’s Lace reminds of my Gramma Trout – I am pretty sure they were the flowers in her wedding. Everytime I see them I think of Gramma Trout. Gramma Trout is a very strong woman – an intense prayer warrior – a lover of souls – a woman I am proud to call my grandmother.
GAME PLAN – God’s GAME PLAN for your life – that’s the theme of camp this year.
Here are some pictures from the last two nights …
The skies have been mean and ugly the past two nights – but God has shown us mercy. We only had to go inside for a little spell Monday night and not at all last night. THANK YOU.
This week is the week of Mega Sports Camp at CNC. I invited my cousins Vanessa and Zach to come stay with us for the week. Yesterday I had the afternoon off – so we played mini-golf and went swimming – they went swimming. It’s been pretty chilly here this week – not to mention rainy.
Vanessa made friends with a few of the girls from church already – in fact she went to a sleepover last night with a bunch of them.
Yea – it looks cold – it was.
I grew up watching television. As an adult I try and limit myself to the amount of television I watch. I usually only allow myself 3 shows at a time. This fall it was The Office, Scrubs, and CSI. Jared was a punk and threw in Pushing Daisies – so it became 4. There is a girl on Pushing Daisies called Charlotte Charles – lonely tourist Charlotte Charles to be exact. Her best friend from childhood called her Chuck. Jared and I love this – he got to calling me Chuck at random times. When we got the Jeep we decided to be those weird car owners that name their cars. It had to be Chuck. I love the concept of naming a baby girl Charlotte and calling her Chuck but Jared wasn’t much for that for a baby girl – so we thought why not the Jeep.
The Stratus started to get a little jealous – okay a LOT jealous – so we decided to name her after our second favorite girl on TV – Pamm.
They are learning to share – the driveway and bath time.
Saturday afternoon we went and spent time with the new babe and new parents. It is so amazing to me to watch people just fit right into the role of parents.
She is a sweet – sweet child.
Saturday mornings – should be for sleeping and lounging around – but when you are a “grown-up” – oh no – there are things to be done.
Jared was doing the dishes while I was cleaning upstairs when he yelled for me to come look at something.
He found this in the sink …
He speared it with a fork and threw it outside. Spiders don’t normally bother me too much – but this one – too gross.
Happy Father’s Day.
My dad was 18 when I was born. I was a month old at his high school graduation. He went right to work at a cheese factory in town – where he worked for 20 years. My dad is one of the smartest people I know – and he gave up what could have been – for us. Thank you for believing in me, trusting me, and loving me. I love you.
At the rehearsal dinner for our wedding Jared’s dad said something that I will never forget. He said that they had been praying for me since before their son was born. He is one of the strongest people I know. Thank you for accepting me into your family and being a strong pillar for Jared and I. I love you.
Heavenly Father – thank You for Your love, Your guidance, Your sacrifice, Your forgiveness. Thank You for always loving me and for Your promises You have given me. Thank You for sacrificing Your son so that I may live eternally with You. Thank You for loving me through my imperfections and struggles and doubts. I love You.
