Easter Egg hunt was a success

Nothing like an egg hunt that starts with bounce houses!

this was him patiently waiting to go again...

ready...set....

GO!

But, sadly he hurt his hand mid way through and wanted to get out. He wanted his MOMMY

*SIGH* it's just SO awful when he needs me - can't you tell?  I'm...

MISERABLE.  :)

so once he was better... we went off to check out the playground...

and had to walk by, over, around... about 500 eggs.  That's hard for little kids!

but he did it...

READY OR NOT.....

here I come!!!

Even a little rock wall...

and more slides... but kids were getting antsy.

Finally - they called the kids over to explain the Easter story. We listened and learned about Jesus...

but some struggled to sit still... and be patient...

this is how I feel MANY times when I'm waiting.... I feel impatient.

then I negotiate.... well God... what if I do this?  Why can't I have THIS AND have it NOW?

but ... most of the time... I give in... and I wait.

and my Father is proud....

then when it's finally time to move...

I find myself worrying less about WHAT I have and just enjoying being WHERE I am

and once in a while.. I'm even smart enough to know that I may be reaching for more than God has said I can "have" (only 10 eggs per child because that is enough) just like me... you will live on THIS, have THIS, see THIS... because that IS enough Julie...

My child was content with what was promised him.  He was happy, even though it was hard.  He was thankful.  Then the greatest part was... he didn't care about the stuff...the candy anymore.... he just wanted to get back to the experience.

may I be as bright as my child and continue to search... and trust that what my Dad has for me... is ENOUGH.

HAPPY EASTER.

A Good Friday...it is

At Good Friday Service today - they really focused on remembering today. I mean what REALLY happened on this Good Friday.

I am forgiven of my sin.

My salvation is eternally secure.

I trust in the Lord's provision.

I know the depth of Christ's love for me.

I worship a God who empathizes with my suffering.

I can experience victory over daily temptations.

I can rest.

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And that is exactly what I did.  I came home... left every care I had checked at the door and enjoyed my son!!!

Holt headed off to visit Ruth Ann in the hospital... so I got some Mommy and T time

We drew with sidewalk chalk..

and chased bugs

and had to of course take a swing on the swings!!

I just don't know how to not show you any one of these...

that sweet little face!

even over-exposed it's cute!

and up close.... cuter

then to wind down(hahahahaha) we did gymnastics.

I could eat this kid up I love him so much.  Off to watch some Mickey, get in bed... tomorrow is an Easter egg hunt, Uncle Sue's birthday lunch and then Sunday is Easter basket sugar-high day, church and then Gramma comes and we will all celebrate that

HE IS RISEN!!!!! (Tristan's new thing to say when you ask him what happened to Jesus on Easter Sunday!

Happy Easter Weekend

Happy Easter weekend all.  Can't wait to see my Mom on Sunday!

Easter Egg hunt...practice

He practiced yesterday... for the fun tomorrow!!!

Like the basket he made?  Little cutie!!!

another 48 hours...

Well, let's see.  Went to bed Friday buying a house. A cool house.

Holt left to go to the lake... I got sick.  Then sick-er.

Woke up Sunday - SICK-AS-A-DOG. Off to Urgent Care.

Bronchitis.  Oh and an upper respiratory infection. Oh and some weird "itis" word about my swollen throat and glands... but thankfully - no strep.  There's a positive!

Take another look at the house (showing Sam and Ruth Ann) - take cute videos - allow myself to feel a tad giddy about it... only to realize... it's a potential money pit.

Yeah... needs new roof, pool needs resurfacing, and the wood rot is MUCH more extensive on the outside of the house than we thought.  We go home, rescind the offer on the house.  Bummer.  REALLY bummed.  Did I mention I'm MORE sick than bummed...cuz I'm SICK.  We really wanted "Big Red."

Go to bed...get up - 1/2 dead, no work out...pooped...ick. Go to work...can't breathe, can't stop coughing - sick.  Hear about a good friends heartbreak...all in all... crap day.  Um...the people we are buying the house from wanted to tell us that they will REPLACE the roof, FIX ALL the wood rot and OH RESURFACE the pool... I guess we were the perfect scenario for them.

Hmmmmm... Big Red is a maybe. Tuesday doesn't look too bad.  Still sick - but hopeful that I may survive bronchitis.  Steal Holt's inhaler.  Head to work. Get a lot done regardless of feeling like I have broken 3 ribs coughing.  And of course... I have to pee every 35 seconds because you have to consume ridiculous amounts of water on meds (well and in general).  RIDICULOUS AMOUNTS OF H20 + COUGHING = pee your pants OR... in my case... in the bathroom constantly

2pm.... Tornado sirens. Sheesh.... I hate tornadoes.  Into the stairwell we go.  5 minutes...done... all better. Back at my desk.   2:45pm... "GET IN THE STAIRWELL" - (here we go again...) - my boss Robert then mentions the stairwell is a VERY bad idea as tornadoes suck you UP..... (note to self... avoid stairwells - because saying I'M MOVING out of this tornado ridden state won't go over well with either boss)... greeeeeeeeeat - we can go back to our desks.

3pm - ish CODE BLACK....CODE BLACK....

So we do this... (Hi Connie!) and wait... and text and email and call trying to let everyone know we are ok....

and we wear hardhats - cuz it's cute and funny

until THIS...not so funny.  THIRTEEN tornadoes touched down in this area - one less than a mile from my house (this is NOT the one near my house) this is purely for dramatic effect (it was 20 miles from our office). *SIGH*  damn you Texas.

At this point I am panicked. Holt has dropped off his client and is rushing to get T from school.  Why you ask?  Isn't Tristan safe - well, quite frankly we aren't sure.  Holt gets there, picks him up (and as sirens are going off the kids are still sleeping on their nap mats - um WHAT?)  I'm furious and I know he thinks I'm overreacting (which is why I didn't call today) but "nice" Julie will call tomorrow and see why nothing was posted, emailed, etc... and what EXACTLY they do with the kids. Hopefully nasty Julie will stay at bay - I'm always afraid they will spit in T's food - guess that keeps "her" at bay.

Photo of hail in Rockwall where Kimmie, Lon and the kids live... INSANE

Watched War Horse... thought it would relax me.  Instead, I want a horse, am wide awake - pondering all of the questions and things that have to happen tomorrow... the busy schedule (the hacking, the coughing, the inhaler) the packing, decision on Big Red, decision on T's school, other stuff bouncing around that isn't my news to share but still it's rummaging around "upstairs" and keeping me in this spot. 

But, all in all - I'm thankful.  Thankful that Facebook allowed me to communicate with my friends and family and that I was able to know they were ok too.  Thankful that I was able to really hear a friends heart today and REALLY feel like I can help.  Thankful that my other friend started her new job this week and that this newness will bring some spark back into a hard period for her.  Thankful that we got to sing Happy Birthday to a dear friend and thankful I'm not attending anyone's funeral this week.  So as I said earlier today... it's perspective.  Who knows what the next 48 hours will bring.  Thankfully we are all safe (maybe a little sick but medicated) and alive to experience another 48 more!

Here's to catching some zzzz's - goodnight!

School pics are in

He was obviously not thrilled about these....

Little better!

little cutie!!

He's getting SOOO BIG!  *SIGH*