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If you’re my friend on Facebook, bear with me, this is a photo dump for the non-facebooking grandparents.

Mark’s birthday is July 3rd. That means everyone forgets and celebrates a day later with fireworks and cookouts. He’s okay with that. Our local army base gets it right though. They have a huge festival for Mark’s birthday complete with carnival rides, games, live entertainment and a pretty amazing fireworks display. What? Oh, it’s to celebrate Independence day, oh, sorry. Well, either way, we made it out to the celebration this year despite the threat of rain and everyone had a wonderful time. Especially piling on Mark.

I promise, he’s under there.

Totally handsome!  And he knows it!
We were cows for a day.  Oh yes.  This time I got smart and bought shirts that will be used over, and over, and over.  If only I can remember where I packed them.
This little calf has my heart (along with his six brothers and sisters).
Head bull!

Ge gave Mark these stick figures for the back of the van.  I was so scared I’d pack them and we’d lose them forever.  No fear.  I stuck them on the van before the move.  We’re all there with room to spare.  Instagram wouldn’t let me take a big enough picture. Roll Tide Roll!

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This…

Is why I’ve been so neglectful of the blog!  Chances are, whoever reads this is a friend of mine on facebook and knew we were “upgrading.”  We are thrilled.  And here’s the story that led to this house.

Over two years ago, Mark and I began to earnestly seek and pray about where God was leading our family.  We felt He wanted us to serve in a ministry type position but we had no clue where or how.  We settled on that we wanted to be able to serve as a family and we started discussing what our passion was.  It quickly led to us realizing we had a heart for families.  We are sad to see so many families not seeking the Lord together and we felt that we might be able to do that.

We even went so far as applying for and attending a missionary conference with a world-wide missions agency.  God closed that door (but not before we were able to meet some wonderful men and women who are serving God all over the world now), and were left, again, wondering exactly what God wanted for us.

This past May, we were reading a book on parenting, and I looked at Mark and said, “Maybe we should open our home up to families for Bible studies, fellowship, etc.”  He looked at me and said, “You know, I was thinking that would be a great place for us to start.”  We quickly realized that we had the resources available where we live now to do that but we did not have the space. Our home was great for us as a family, but once you added even one more family it quickly became crowded. 

And thus, the search began.  Our blessed real estate agent put up with a lot from us and worked so hard to get us in a home.  She was amazing at looking and giving us insight in to homes we stepped in to.  She had a sharp eye.  We knew her from our previous church, so not only was she our realtor, she is also a great friend.  And ya’ll, we stepped in to some doozy of houses (Let me just say if you have your house for sale you need to clean it before you have people over).  However, we also stepped in to some really, really nice ones as well.  What I’m saying is, if you’re in the area and are looking for a house, there are some awesome ones with the bedroom on the main level which is not something we need right now.  Late night trips to the ER because a child had a bad dream and was coming down the steps.  No thank you.  Anyway, my June and July was full of house hunting and by the end, I told Mark I didn’t want to look at another home.  Mark said he would start to look online for a house and then call me and I would tell him where it was and why or why not it wouldn’t work for us.  It’s safe to say I looked at every. single. home in our area that fit our size and price range.  I am not kidding ya’ll.  I think our realtor counted over thirty homes we went in.  At the start of the summer, there were a lot but we live in a military/fort area and when folks started PCSing here (permanent change of station, my best friend is an army wife so I can sound like I know what I’m talking about), houses started getting snapped up before we could make a decision.

We found what we thought was a great re-sale home and even had a contract on it.  However, we soon found out that the foundation had some issues and that was not something we wanted to deal with.  We canceled that contract and began the search again.  Two days after canceling it, we found what you see on this post.  It was in a great neighborhood and the layout was exactly what we were looking for and it was from a builder that we could trust.

And, and, and…it goes on and on.  In short, we closed on this house August 4th and painted the following week and then moved in on the 11th.  I know, I know.  You all are wondering why in the world we painted a brand new house.  Well, flat paint, seven sets of little hands, beige walls…all added up to my desire to put some color in the house and paint the most used (and abused) areas.

We’re still moving in, getting settled, starting up school…so be patient but I will post pictures of the new house as soon as I can.  Better yet, if you live in the area, just come by for a visit (and step over some boxes…even though most are unpacked there is still stuff everywhere).

We can’t wait to see how God will use us and this house to bless and serve others around us.  We have a big ultimate vision of starting a family camp.  This house is just the jumping off place as we learn to serve Him with our whole heart. 

Stay tuned.  Life around here is going to be very interesting.  Because it never was before!

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Ace is Eight

Our “gift from God” turned eight in July!  I can’t believe he is that old.  We had a celebration at home and when it cooled off a bit took a trip to the park. 

In June, Ace came up to us and told us he really wanted a pocket knife for his birthday.  We both felt he was at a good age to get one.  So far, we were right on.  He’s been very responsible with it and is taking good care of it.  Okay, so he has cut him self a tiny bit on his finger but he did learn not to put his hand in the way when closing the blade.  Mark picked out a Swiss Army Boy Scout multi-purpose tool.  He loves being able to have a variety of tools available should they be needed.

Ice cream cake.  Let me just say that making an ice cream cake when it’s over 100 degrees out…well, it’s not for the faint of heart.  I had ice cream, chocolate, and whip cream every. where.  I told them all “never again.” And in my head added, “Unless you ask me.”

Papa found Uncle B’s old catchers mit and shared it with Ace.

Ace thought it was a nice hate (it is a baseball.  hat.  hardee har har).  Not really.  But he can be quite goofy sometimes.

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Bryant is Two!

 Okay, I know they say the “Terrible Twos,”  but we don’t really believe it.  Bryant does enjoy trying to assert his independence, but for the most part he is pretty obedient.  He says, “Yeah, ba’am” when I have to correct him.  That’s “yes ma’am” in Bryantese.

If you look back on Bryant’s growth (easy to do by clicking on his “label” on the sidebar), you’ll note that he’s done quite a lot of things early.  Teeth at two months.  Crawled at five months.  Etc.  Well, he is, by far, our most verbal two year old.  He also understands a lot more than he can communicate at times.

For his birthday, he requested at “hootball cake.”  He didn’t just ask for it one time but multiple times.  Over several months.  We’d say, “Bryant what do you want for your birthday?”:  “A hootball cake,’ he’d reply, “Happy Birfday Myant!”

Oh, and Myant is what he calls himself.  He’s such an important two year old that he speaks of him self in third person.  He’s been doing this since about March.  Sadly, as August approaches he’s growing out of it and it’s more of “I do dat.”  Instead of , “Myant do it!”

 Aha!  All you peeps out there who didn’t understand toddlerese.  This is a “hootball cake.”  Known to you and I as a football cake.  Yay for cake pans that are in the shape of a football.

 He cleaned his plate!

 Bryant’s also our animal lover…especially horses and dogs.  We were so excited to find a big stuffed horse at a consignment sale this past year.  He was thrilled to have it too!

And, we all would like to thank Papa and Grandmere for the harmonica.  No, really.  We’re also grateful that you volunteered to hold it for us until we come to visit.

Bryant also fell in love with Josiah’s Captain America doll action figure that he received from Ge and Granddaddy.  So, after two days of Bryant following Josiah around, I requested one for him.  Ge and Granddaddy were thrilled to comply and Bryant walked around with his own figure for several days!

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On to July

In case you can’t tell from my lack of blogging, we’ve been unusually busy.  I will post more on that but first we must get caught up. 

We were blessed to have been able to visit with Mark’s brother and his family along with Papa & Grandmere just after the 4th.

And here’s the proof that we all survived fifteen kids twelve and under and six adults.

 Ready for some play!
 Cousins enjoying looking at books about the new cousins.
 And reading.

 Malachi met some “old” friends.
 And more reading.
 I believe he’s reading.
 Gun fights at the OK Corral.  Bryant would hold it up to his eye and make gun noises.

 Uncle D came for a visit and played ball…three batters for every pitcher.  That’s how you get it done in a large famly.

 Conquering Mount Swing

 Josiah…the Baby Whisperer with Cousin K.
 Malachi didn’t know what to think.
 But he did enjoy the attention from his Aunt D and Cousin L (Mark’s first cousin…I don’t know what it makes Malachi to her…I just can’t think about that late at night).

 And Aunt

 This was the baby row. 
 More baby love from Cousin O.

 My nephew H was my buddy.  One night during family devotions he was fighting the sleepy bug hard.  After he fell out of the child’s chair a couple of times, I grabbed his hand and would give it a squeeze every once in a while.  From then on, he wanted to sit by me during devotions/worship time.  I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, H is Liam, on speed.  He has calmed quite a bit since they were younger.

 Chess outside…what could be better?
 Oh, Chess, outside, with Papa.  Yep, that’s better.
 Papa had a water station set outside.  Great idea.  In theory.  By the end of the visit, I think the vast majority of water bottles were under the deck or hiding in bushes.
 Water guns hit the spot to cool everyone off.

 And the slip and slide was not too bad either!

 Yummy cold watermelon from cousin J’s garden!

 And Malachi met his little cousin T.  T was born in April just a couple months after Malachi! 

 Malachi thought it was quite a funny time.
 And of course, Baby-lover, Ceili Rain just had to hold her baby cousin!  Bless his poor little heart.

Notice two things:  1)Papa’s audience.  2)The damage the audience did before Papa called for reading time.

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Overheard

June was full all sorts of cuteness…and sickness.  Malachi caught croup from colds being passed around.  We spent a not so fun night praying and steaming before we could get him in to see the doctor.  She knew he was sick so she was on call should it have gotten worse.  Praise God it didn’t.  I have never been so worried about one of our little ones.  Still no breathing treatments (we are so thankful we’ve never had to use them for any of the kids…I’ve heard the stories).  Bryant also caught the croup and a simple dose of steroids and he was good to go.

Now on to the cuteness (if you are my fb friend you’ve seen most of this but mainly this is for those who “don’t do facebook” and for my own records):

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Me:  Bryant, you are one smart cookie.

Bryant:  No!, I eat ‘mart cookie!

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Megan, Kristina’s three year old, says, “I carry you!”  when she wants to be held.  Except it sounds more like, “I KILL YOU!”  She has since corrected this but for the longest time…I could promise you that’s what that girl said.

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I gave warm McDonald’s chocolate chip cookies to Tracy‘s kids.

 She was not pleased. (That’s Miss Maggie with the yums covered face)
They were thrilled and Wyatt asked over and over for more.

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Me: Where would you be without Father’s Day?
Liam: Texas!

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Josiah: Mommy I put my pants on and they were tight and I saw it was because they had snaps.
I turned around and saw that he was actually wearing them unsnapped.
Me: Um, Josiah, they’re too tight because they’re Malachi’s pants.
Josiah: oh.
Yes.  He. Did.

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To encourage Ceili Rain to stay dry at night she has princess undies
with the days of the week printed on them. She had some on a Sunday (and they were the Wednesday ones) and Josiah asked her what they said. She was
encouraged to ask Zoe for help in reading them.

She replied in all seriousness, “No, no. I don’t need help. I know what it says. It says ‘Princess panties. Do not pee.”
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We have a pallet that is on our bedroom floor in case a child should
wander in during the night and need some comfort in knowing mom and dad
are there. Ceili Rain slept there during our Transue Invasion. Tonight she was cuddling with me and said, “Mama, if I sleep on the pallet tonight the lions will come and eat me.”
“Oh no!” I replied.
“They’re small lions.” Pause for effect “Then I have to climb in bed with daddy.”
Then a burst of giggles erupted from her (okay, and me too).
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This is typical when Mark is off for a long weekend:
Gets tearful when Bryant wakes up and walks around crying for daddy. I
told him daddy was at work and as he cried he said, “No daddy at work!
Want daddy here.” Breaks my heart and totally broke daddy’s too.

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Malachi likes his doorway jumper, so much that nine out of ten times when I put him in it, he poops…everywhere.  That kid!

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The good, the bad, and the goofy

Now, this pictures is actually one of my favorites because it captures a bit of our personalities!  I’ve mixed in a few of my favs with a few of the goofy ones.

Tracy tried so hard with this shot…just didn’t work out and Mark just wanted to take a nap.  Malachi wasn’t too thrilled either.

The model look.
How we get her to smile.
Fishing…wait for it…
Score!  Digging for gold!
Isn’t he precious?!

I may be partial, but my girls are pretty beautiful.  And my mommy heart feels with joy when I see them giggling and playing together.

 Two hours of pictures and Josiah was done.
Now, stay tuned, I’m going to attempt to post all of July in next week…there’s a big reason why and I’ll let you all (who are not FB friends with me or family…I don’t think that leaves any one.) start guessing.

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We clean up good

Tracy has done it again.  It’s a bit because she knows us so well and a bunch that she is a great photographer…but she’s been able to capture our pics.  We had to schedule them a bit late this year thanks to her first trimester blahs with #3.  But we got them done!

And with no more typing, here’s what she got:

It’s amazing what a little ice cream bribery can get…don’t worry the weren’t all good…I’m posting outtakes tomorrow!

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June’s End

I’m two posts away from being done with June.

Here are the outtakes from the month.

Rainy afternoons and friends are awesome!
Josiah came out of his room like this and I was in tears. We all were.  Oh my this kid is totally goofy.  That’d be underwear on his head, pants on his arms, and his shirt wrapped around like a loin cloth.  I’m so proud.

This is how we chill when we get a sink bath…Malachi has since graduated to the bath seat…at four months, he’s the youngest in the bath seat.

It is totally tough being a cute baby…especially when you haven’t gotten you sleep routine down.

Can you detect the sheer terror on that boy’s face?  Nothing but love from Ceili Rain though!

A bit of proof that the boy rolls from his back to his belly.  And proof that he is adorable.

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Happy Birthday Josiah!!!

We celebrated Josiah at the end of June!  This past year, Mark and I have noticed Josiah’s goofy personality emerge.  He loves to walk up and say something witty and then flash his bright smile.  I think his cowlick grins too!

Five years ago, we held our big boy and wondered what in the world God was thinking giving us three boys in a row!  We know now that each one is such a blessing and we wouldn’t trade our ‘Siah for anything.  While everyone is rushing through life going here and there, Josiah reminds us to sloooow down.  I regret the times I’ve been impatient with his slow speed.  However, now, I can see how his moving slow and steady helps him to observe and take in so much of this world God has put us in.  He’s a thinker and I can’t wait to see what he is going to come up with next!  He’ll officially start kindergarten this year and by using his thinking observant brain he’s already picked up on some of his kindergarten skills by watching Liam.

He chose the Duggar Ice Cream Cake for his dessert.  He didn’t want butterfingers for the toppings so we went with mini m&ms.  It was a chocolate sacrifice we just had to make.  And we suffered too…with every single bite.

**Black eye courtesy of a sibling conflict the day before the big birthday**

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