UNCLE JOHN PASSED AWAY

Uncle John Passed away yesterday afternoon at 3pm. He was 94.

This is photo, from our wedding, of my Aunt Dorothy (Uncle John's sister (far right)), my Uncle John at 77 years old, and his wife Aunt Jo (far left).

Uncle John has always had a special place in my heart ever since I was little. He had this voice that was like nothing you ever heard. He was a missionary all over the world for his whole career spanning 50 plus years. He had his own radio show that was broadcast in multiple countries for many many years. He would preach at our church whenever he and Aunt Jo would visit. He never needed a microphone to be heard all they way out side. His voice was very very deep and volumous, just like Hudson's. Hudson will sound just like Uncle John eventually. Everytime he called you instantly knew who it was from "Hello". He called my sister and I Nickel & Dime.

Up until about 10 years ago he used to play basketball after church with the teenage boys. His energy and stamina were just amazing. He had the great sense of humor. That doesn't even describe it though. He was definately someone that you NEVER forget!

Aunt Jo passed away 9 1/2 years ago now and his sister, Dorothy, just passed right before Thanksgiving. Uncle John was the last of his generation.

I am overwhelmed with sorrow by his passing.
I am skipping my PTA meeting tonight because I am to upset to try to pretend to be happy.

He will have people attending his funeral from across the world and will greatly missed!

Don't be scared!

So the kids and I are home now. Very nice to be back in our own environment. We had fun at my mother in-laws but it is always nice to go home. And she is excited to get some additional sleep. My kids are early risers and she is not.

Some of you may have seen Mike the last couple days at school and been a bit taken back by his appearance. He broke his nose in his fall and he is actually starting to look a bit better. His eye isn't so puffy and the colors are vanishing slowly. Hudson wasn't so sure about him yesterday when he showed up at school. He hadn't seen the picture of Mike the night before and didn't know that he got hurt.

When Mike called and told us what had happened I had to laugh. When Chloe saw the picture she was a bit taken back by it then we laughed at it. Yes we laugh at our families fumbles sometimes. You just can't help but laugh when you hear some stories about how clumsy we can be.

One time I was taking our Great Dane, Astro, for his nightly walk around the lake with my sister in law and the neighbor came down with his Dane so they could play. Well, anyone who has seen a Dane get up to speed can attest to the fact that it takes them just as long to slow down. Well, we were talking at the edge of the lakeour backs to the dogs, when the dogs were coming toward us. We heard them and turned around just in time for me to see those two making a B-line for me! I was hit full speed by those two and pushed in the air who knows how high and landed in the lake about 3 feet out with them both on me! They didn't know what to do for the first few seconds then they ran over and got the dogs off me and asked if I needed help. I couldn't even talk because I was laughing so hard!! They were laughing so hard that they couldn't hardly help me up. How can you not laugh sometimes at other people or ourselves for that matter.
This picture is Astro as a pup!

This is If you know Mike you know that he was good on his feet until his accident now he is a bit of a claud. His foot just doesn't work right. He struggles with his physical limitations every day.

Over WHAT??? Not protective but...

I don't know what you would even call it....????

Why do I always feel the need to make sure that my kids clothes are laid out the night before school?

In case I am not taking them, I like them to match and I don't trust my husband to do that? Yes but why is such a big deal to me? In the grand scheme of things does it matter if they don't match one day?

Why do I like their backpacks to be packed and ready the night before?

I hate the late departure from the house because Chloe is frantically looking for one more item that she thinks she needs and might squeak into her bag! Do your kids take 4-5 books to school with them everyday? I don't like to be the mom that says "Hurry up we are going to be late!"

Why do I stress about the items that don't get done each day that I want done more than anything? Why can't I let them go and just try tomorrow?

I do try to do that but I am not that good at it. I just keep going over everything that is on my list that still needs completed. It always seems to be the stuff that I enjoy that never get done. Even if they are work, like pruning my acre of tress, shrubs plants etc, weeding my beds, getting my seeds for the veggie garden started early enough in the green house, scrap booking, blogging, cleaning out the kids' closets...UGH! Tomorrow never seems to come!!!

Why do I not want to say the things that my parents said to me, and now being a parent I understand them, but I still say them anyways?

There were some phrases that my parents would says to my sister and I that I just hated! And here I am hearing myself say them sometimes and then thinking how much I hated to hear that when I was growing up. Why do all kids have the same fundamental ability to get our goat?

God's Promise

GOD'S PROMISE TO US. HERE IS A VISUAL REMINDER!

Do men survive when the women and kids are gone?

This is what happened to Mike yesterday afteroon. He was running back to the house with the mail when he stepped on one of the round rocks with his bad foot and it just gave out under him. He face planted on the gravel and this is the result.

He can't be left home alone with out getting hurt! And no mommy to take of it.

This will be ugly for a while. May as well cancel the family photo shoot....