God stories... and a prayer request

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Over the past several months, I have seen God move in big ways. I know that I serve a BIG God, but when I actually see God do BIG things, it just amazes me. Sometimes we can go through life and miss these things – knowing that God is working, but not really paying attention, therefore unable to give God glory for what He’s done.

Here’s what God has done over the last few months…

I went through a period of about two years where I just felt lost. I wasn’t using my god-given gifts and I felt like I was just floundering. Several months ago God brought Joey and I to a place where we are both able to use our gifts to serve Him. We know exactly what God created us to do – that was never in question – but when we were not using our gifts to serve God, we felt empty. Thank you, God, for the gift of worship and for creating me – US – to worship you.

A few weeks ago I was witness to the restoration of the friendship of two of my best friends. THIS, my blogger buddies, is completely due to the work of God. Sometimes God asks us to do things that we don’t understand, and sometimes we may do those things in the wrong way, or maybe other people don’t understand why we’re doing what we’re doing, but when God comes through and fulfills HIS promise, there is truly nothing like it. Thank you, God, for being faithful when we are faithless.

Several months ago my best friend asked me to pray for her. She truly wanted God to reveal to her exactly how HE wanted her to serve him – not just what she could do that would be good, but what He had created her to do. God has blessed her with so many talents – she’s a great singer, dancer, she’s very creative – but she wanted to be able to focus on what God had created her to do. Last week God began to renew her passion for dance, while confirming this through several other people in the church. She was overwhelmed with how God revealed His love for her by answering her persistent prayers. Thank you, God, for creating us with a unique purpose and being faithful to reveal it to us when we seek You.

All of the above situations have now come full circle, but I have one that is still hanging in the balance.

Taylor, my son, is such a sweet boy, but he has struggled with self-control for as long as I can remember. He’s almost five now, and when he was two, of course, we wrote it off as the “terrible two’s”. When he never grew out of it, we began to try every parenting technique you can imagine, but to no avail. We have prayed for him continuously, taught him to pray for himself, begun a nightly devotional on self-control… and the list goes on. I believe that God will answer our prayers. I believe that Taylor has Jesus in his heart and I believe that he wants to be like Him. Will you join me in praying for my little boy? I have seen the power of prayer with my own eyes and now you have seen it too.

WHEN God chooses to answer our prayers, I promise to let you know so we can give God ALL the glory.

Every musician needs "roadies"

Tuesday, July 29, 2008



Yep. Joey has his own roadies.

They're also President and Vice-President of his fan club. They have to switch titles frequently to keep it fair.

I will say it was a little distracting this last weekend as I was singing at church to have my super cute daughter waving at me non-stop from the back row.

I waved back. She's too cute to pass up.

"My Husband Rocks" Friday

Friday, July 25, 2008



Wednesday morning I woke up and started to get ready like I usually do. I took my shower then woke Joey up, expecting (only in my head, because I had not voiced these expectations) for him to rise and shine and wake the kids up and get them ready. When he started to get himself ready instead, I started to get irritated. I went upstairs and woke the kids up while he was in the shower, got them dressed, and tried to do everything I could to get them ready so he would have nothing to do to help.

I was being completely passive aggressive. It wasn't outward anger, it was all passive... but Joey knew something was up. By the time I was ready to leave it was very obvious that I was irritated, but Joey was completely oblivious to what he had done to warrant my attitude. (Uh, nothing!!)

I dropped the kids off at daycare, got back in the car and fully planned to go on about my day - all the while knowing that my attitude that morning was not only dishonoring to my husband, but dishonoring to God. I knew I needed to apologize, but before I could, Joey called me.

He had every right to be angry and accusatory, but instead he simply said that he felt like I was a little snippy that morning and he didn't want to go the entire day with that between us. I apologized for letting my expectations get the best of me, but that, my blogger buddies, is why MY HUSBAND ROCKS!

Also, I had forgotten my workout clothes that morning because I was in such a hurry (and in such a bad mood), and Joey got them together for me and brought them to me. When I got to the gym after work and was changing my clothes and putting on my shoes, guess what I found? A note that said "I love you!"

I love you too, babe! Thanks for putting up with my attitudes and choosing the high road when I'm being too stubborn to do what I know is right.

Forgive me, for I have sinned.

Thursday, July 24, 2008

I know I wasn't supposed to be here, but my hubby drug me, kicking and screaming.

Boy, was he embarrassed.

Look what I saw as we were leaving. It's such an amazing happening in the universe - thank the good Lord above I always carry my camera for blogging moments such as this.



Yes, it's an open lane at Wal-Mart.

You'll never believe it...

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

... so I have pictures to prove it!

I have confessed many times before to not being a domestic diva, like many of you. Although this is something I would love to be, I just don't have the time. At least that's my excuse.

Let me give you the run down of my typical day.

My alarm goes off at 5:45 - I snooze it for 15-20 minutes then snuggle with Joey for half a second and force myself out of bed. Usually I'm dropping at least one child off at daycare so I'm out of the house by 7:15 to make the drop and get to work by 8:00. I leave work at 5:00, head to the gym for a quick, power-packed work-out, and make it home around 6:30. By this time, Joey has left work himself at 5, picked the kids up from daycare, fed them dinner, eaten dinner himself and is ready to go to the gym. When I make it home, we tag-out, and out the door he goes - that body don't build itself!! I grab a quick dinner for myself, clean up around the house (or pass out from exhaustion - your pick!), get the kids a bath, read devotionals to both kids, help with homework, break up fights, lock myself in the bathroom, and put the kids to bed - not necessarily in that order.

Now, does anyone see time in that chaotic mess for "domestic diva"??? I know... it's kind of depressing.

BUT, last weekend I said enough is enough and I decided that I was going to make it work. I was going to figure out some way, some how, that my family could eat dinner together... at the same time... at the same place... my brain almost exploded at the thought.

We've done it though. Two days in a row. Joey cooked on Monday and I cooked last night. And my family is still alive! (Not from Joey's cooking - he's fabulous. I'm referencing my own... which usually sets off the smoke detectors...)





Now do you believe it? I'm so giddy I can hardly stand it!

From The Inside Out

Monday, July 21, 2008

I don't know how God speaks to you, but He speaks to me through worship. God's calling on my life was extremely clear to me from a VERY young age - I am a worshiper. There is no time that I feel closer to God than when I am worshiping. Most of the time, it's just me and Him, in the car with the radio blasting and me trying to remember that this is NOT the time to close my eyes and get lost in the worship experience. (Can you imagine the explanation if I had a wreck?? Thankfully, I think God has extra angels watching out for me on my way to work.)

This morning, as I was listening to the worship set for this weeks service, this song grabbed me. I wish I could put the music on my blog, but I can't do that from where I am, so you'll just have to read the lyrics.

As God is so faithful in doing, He spoke to me as I was worshiping Him and reminded me of my purpose, my passion, my entire reason for being.

From The Inside Out

A thousand times I've failed
Still Your mercy remains
And should I stumble again
Still I'm caught in Your grace
Everlasting, Your light will shine when all else fades
Never ending, Your glory goes beyond all fame

In my heart and my soul
Lord, I give You control
Consume me from the inside out, Lord
Let justice and praise become my embrace
To love You from the inside out

Your will above all else
My purpose remains
The art of losing myself
In bringing You praise
Everlasting, Your light will shine when all else fades
Never ending, Your glory goes beyond all fame

In my heart and my soul
Lord, I give You control
Consume me from the inside out, Lord
Let justice and praise become my embrace
To love You from the inside out

Everlasting, Your light will shine when all else fades
Never ending, Your glory goes beyond all fame
And the cry of my heart is to bring You praise
From the inside out
Lord, my soul cries out


Now, if you aren't sure about your purpose in life, or why you were created, I encourage you to start with worshiping the God who created you. Of course, most of us cling to being good mommies and wives, but let me tell you, there is so much more!

Happy Monday!

"My Husband Rocks" Friday

Friday, July 18, 2008



For those of you who may be new to "My Husband Rocks" Friday, KatyLin over at The Great Adventure started this tradition a couple months back and I think it's great! So if you're not on the band wagon, jump on!!

Today we're going to talk about how great my hubby is at getting me out of my comfort zone.

I'm the kind of person who eats the same thing at the my favorite restaurants because if I order something new, I may not like it. If I find a shirt I like, I'll buy it in 3 different colors. I listen to the same radio station every morning on my way to work. Get it?

Joey, on the other hand, will order different things at restaurants, buy random flavors of gum, listen to every genre of music - I just don't get it. It's so weird.

But no matter how weird my hott hubby may be, I am forever indebted to him for introducing me to pico de gallo, Trident Splash Cool Citrus Lime gum, and HEB Bravo laundry detergent.

I know, you're all thinking I'm crazy, so before you commit me to the nearest institution, let me explain.

Pico de gallo: We were on our second trip to Playa del Carmen, eating dinner in the resort restaurant. Joey had some sort of Mexican food (in Mexico? astonishing, I know) with pico piled on top. He was raving about how great it was and offered me a bite, to which I politely said, "no thank you." (Actually it was more like "YUK! I hate cilantro!!") He continued to tell me how fabulous it was and asked me to just take one bite, "you'll love it, I promise!" So I took a bite, all the while knowing I would hate it, because I know what I like and don't like.

Oooo... let me tell you, when that pico hit my tongue it was like a little bit of heaven in the form of tiny tomatoes, onions, peppers, and cilantro. Yes, cilantro! I've been hooked ever since. And on top of that, Joey now makes the best pico de gallo you will ever put in your mouth.

Trident Splash Cool Citrus Lime gum: (Sorry honey, but I'm pretty sure they're no longer making this.) First of all, YUK! Just the name makes me wanna throw up a bit in my mouth. I'm a cinnamon girl. Always have been, always will be. At least that's what I thought. Until that dreaded day. I had seen this gum in Joey's car and like I said, just the thought of the flavor mixture was nauseating, but one day he said it. "Just try it, honey, you'll like it. I promise!"

So I gave in to that crooked smile and put a piece of gum in my mouth. I bit down and that splash of flavor burst onto my tongue like a cool spring breeze. It was so refreshing. I loved it. And the flavored? It lasted for hours!

HEB Bravo laundry detergent: It has taken me years to find the perfect laundry detergent. I must have a detergent that leaves my clean clothes smelling clean. They can't just be clean, they have to smell clean. I finally found a detergent that I love and have been using it for several years. Sure it's pricey, but my clothes smell good. What's the problem?

So I asked Joey to pick up some detergent when he was at the store last week. I wrote down the exact brand, scent, everything, and what did he do? He came home with the generic store brand because it was $5 cheaper. THIS my friend is why I don't let my hubby (who rocks) go to the store. But I don't go to the store either (remember, I've completely given up on the whole domestic diva thing) so I resort to using the detergent, all the while knowing that the laundry will NOT smell good until the detergent is gone.

I had to do a load of laundry in the middle of the week when Ashton returned from camp and as I was transferring the clothes from the washer to the dryer, I noticed they smelled quite nice. Almost pleasant. But they'll never smell this good by the time they're run through the dryer. The next morning when I opened the dryer to get Ashton a pair of shorts, it was like I had walked into a field of fresh flowers. Had someone planted a garden in my dryer? This is remarkable!

I could go on and on... South Park, Family Guy, Hip Hop, Stupid Comedies - all things that I've grown to enjoy because of my hubby that ROCKS.

What's next babe? Looks like you're going to have to find me a new gum....

Once again, everything is as it should be.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008



No, it's not the purple dinosaur that has put the world back on its axis. It's most certainly the fact that my baby girl finally made it home from camp yesterday!!

YIPPEE!!!

One sweet girl, a silly little boy, and a crazy hubby. Yep. I can breathe again. All is well in my corner of the world.

You all are most likely tired of hearing about camp, but for those of you who aren't, Ashton had such a great time. She couldn't stop talking about all the activities, the friends, the worship time - yes, she's just like her mommy and LOVES to sing. In fact, she's been singing to me constantly ever since she got home. I now know all of the songs from camp... soooo adorable!!

Last night, after we read her devotional we talked for almost an hour about heaven, baptism, being a Christian, and all sorts of deep theological stuff. It was great. I wouldn't trade it for the world.

Now do you understand why I missed her so much?

Who wouldn't?

Taylor's "Best Day Ever"

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

*cue Spongebob singing "It's the Best Day Ever" (since this is what Taylor sang ALL day!)

When Taylor found out that Ashton was going to summer camp - several months ago - he was so upset... because you know, if sister gets to do something, then so should he! So we made plans way back then that when Ashton went to camp, we would have our own camp here at home and do tons of fun stuff. Whatever Taylor wanted.

Here's what that looked like...

For some strange reason, Taylor has developed an obsession with Applebee's. He keeps telling us something about his teacher eating there and telling him about "wiener dog balloons", but we can't make heads or tales of that. Either way, this was our first stop.



He really enjoyed it. That's all I have to say about that.

Our next stop was Inflatable Wonderland, which as you can tell by the name, in a wonderland of inflatables. Taylor had more fun than should be allowed - just check out the picture...





After that we stopped off at Blockbuster for some gaming fun.



Joey likes to play video games, but doesn't play that often. Now that Taylor is old enough to get into it, he really likes to play them with Taylor. They rented a motorcycle racing game - because Taylor LOVES motorcycles - and played for quite a while.



To end the night, Taylor had picked out a movie from Blockbuster, so he started to watch that. A little bit later he came downstairs saying he wanted to watch something else - something with girls in it, "because that will remind me of Ashton."

So this is what he picked out.



Joey was opposed, but when I told him why he wanted to watch it, who could say no?

Sunday after church, Joey and Taylor went to a local park to play some soccer. Taylor is going to play soccer for the first time this Fall and he is so excited. Joey said he actually did very well for his first time kicking the ball around. (And isn't he cute out there without his shirt on??)





He wrapped up the weekend with the usual Sunday night time with Mama & Papa. Then he had another special treat and got to spend the night at his Uncle Jason's house and have his first sleep over (I doubt that's what boys call it) with his cousin Austin. They stayed up way too late playing Play Station but my sister-in-law tells me he was well-behaved and they had a great time.

It may not be summer camp, but I think he had a great weekend... good enough to distract him from the fact that he's not where Ashton is!!

More camp pics

Monday, July 14, 2008

Here are today's uploads from the camp website. Still confirmed that she's having fun.



Top pic: 4th from the left

Bottom pic: center, holding the ball





Above: I think she had just jumped off the rope swing, but I'm not sure. I am sure that she is cute as a button!



Another group shot - she's in the bottom row, 2nd from the end on the right.

Mommy's losin' it... Camp Update

Call me crazy if you want, but I miss my baby girl! I check the camp schedule constantly to see what she's doing and randomly, throughout the day, my eyes will tear up just thinking about her.

I know she's having the time of her life. I remember going to camp, although I wasn't this young, and all the fun I had and the memories I made. She will have those memories for a lifetime just like I do. I just can't believe she's old enough, big enough, to go away without me. Where did the time go?

Anyway, enough boo hooing... here are some picks to prove she's having a blast, just as I knew she would.

Here's her group pic - she's in the bottom left corner looking cute as can be, don't you think?



Here she is waiting to take her swimming test (I think). They all have to be able to swim all the way across the pool without struggling or they're given a certain color wrist band to wear and they have to stay in the shallow end of the pool. My girl is a little fish so she won't have a bit of trouble!

She in the pink and white suit with her pink goggles on her head. Still the cutest think around.



On her way to go down the super huge, way cool water slide...



Some kind of paint wars, who knows... but it looks like she's enjoying herself!





From the sequence of the other pics, I think she's either staring at the zip line or the rock climbing wall. She's been so excited about both of these things... I can't wait to hear all about it.



I think it's official. She's having fun. She's not crying herself to sleep like mommy. I told Joey Saturday night - better me than her, right?

I miss you sweet girl, but I'm so glad that you're having this experience! You'll never forget it. I'm praying for you and I love you more than you know.

Do I hear Kum-ba-yah?

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Last Wednesday Joey had this great idea to camp out in the back yard with Taylor. I think Ashton heard about their plan and wanted in on the action so they decided to hatch this plan on Friday night before she left for camp on Saturday morning.

I made it VERY clear to my lovely family that I would be camping in the comfort of my king size tempurpedic knock-off bed with the A/C set at a comfortable 73 degrees and the fan on. I was more than happy to join them for s'mores, but my hubby is well aware that my idea of camping involves a hotel with the words "Resort and Spa" at the end.

So while I finished packing Ashton's things for camp, Joey and Taylor set-up the tent in the backyard...



... then took a quick Gatorade break. Don't forget, we are in the south Texas heat people!!



Once the tent was all set-up (but clearly, as Joey then told me, NOT big enough for 2-3 people!) it was time to build the camp fire. In my backyard.

This made the kids a little nervous, and me too, but I had already questioned Joey multiple times and he put my mind at ease by informing me that he was a boy scout when he was little.

Thank goodness!



The fire actually worked out well, but I will confess I had a water hose on standby.

Now it was time to roast marshmallows for s'mores. Ashton loves s'mores, but Taylor, as many of you know does not like chocolate. We think he's missing a chromosome or something...




A few weeks ago my cousins were in town and we met them at the Westin Resort at La Cantera and the kids had s'mores by the pool. This is Taylor explaining to me how those s'mores were much better than the one he's eating here... that I made him. God love him.



Ah, camping in the backyard. I told the kids goodnight and kissed Joey and came inside to clean up the kitchen. It wasn't 10 minutes until the back door opened and a sweaty little girl came in and went up to her nice soft bed to go to sleep.

About 20 minutes later, a cute little boy and his handsome dad followed.

It was a good idea, right?

It's a sad, sad day

Saturday, July 12, 2008



That's Ashton and her friend Irene leaving for summer camp... FOR 4 DAYS!!! Um, if you're not comprehending why this is sad, let me help you.

That would be my baby girl on the left. She's leaving me for 4 days. I know she looks happy, and she is. She's so excited. She's going to have the time of her life - canoeing, zip lining, rock climbing, swimming, mud games... and of course, learning about Jesus.

Yes, I paid for her to go. Yes, I want her to go, I just don't want her to go. I can't believe she's old enough to go.

Where did the time go...

Have fun baby girl. Mommy loves you.

Vacation recap... in fast forward!

Friday, July 11, 2008

I have been such a slacker in posting about our vacation, so here goes... this should do it!


We had a wonderful, relaxing time as usual. The highlight of the trip for the kids was me going down the slide, I think. They had been asking me for weeks if I was going to get my hair wet. In fact, Ashton made me "pinky promise" that I would!!

I mean, seriously, it's not like my hair will melt or anything, I just like to stay "together". You never know who you may see...

"My Husband Rocks" Friday

It's Friday peeps, and you know what that means...



Yeah, it's true. My hubby rocks. The saga continues.

And just when you think he can't get any better, you go on vacation to find this:



Honestly, need I say more?

I know, he's so silly!! He's wearing Taylor's goggles... but that's not exactly why he rocks. What makes him so fabulous is that he is such a great dad. In this picture he was in prep mode to give under water piggy back rides. Who wouldn't love that?

And aside from being a great dad, he's always making me laugh... I'm sure that wasn't hard to figure out.

I say it often, but never enough - I love you Joey!

Silly little man

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

So we've been back from vacation since Monday afternoon and I know all of you have been sitting at your computers waiting anxiously for me to post about what a fabulous time we had.

I'm trying, ok?? I mean, yesterday was my first day back at work and can you believe that they actually expected me to work? Seriously... can't a girl blog? Just once?? Geez...

So I'm going through the pics from vacation - of which there are MANY - and I just can not stop laughing at what a ham my son is. So I'll wet your appetite with these...





Peace out.

"Your Grace is Enough"

Warning: You may need a tissue.

About three and a half years ago, a friend of mine (who I'd known since she was 9!) announced she was pregnant with her first child. She and her husband were very excited, and of course started planning for her arrival. A few months into the pregnancy they were given some heartbreaking - no, tragic - news. The sweet baby that was growing in my friends tummy had a chromosomal defect and had no chance of living outside the womb. Their OB strongly suggested that the pregnancy be terminated, but my friend decided that her God was big enough to heal such a defect - if He so chose.

And so began months of prayer gatherings with my friend and another very close friend, her mom, and several other prayer warriors. We would pray and pray and worship the God that we all served - the God that we knew could heal. We would cry and beg God to please rescue this little life. We believed He could, but we knew He was sovereign. We knew He had a plan that we may not understand right now. It may take years to see... or we may never see.

When the day came for my friend to give birth, the praying certainly didn't stop. All of us gathered in the chapel, in her delivery room, in the waiting room - any place we could - and prayed. Oh, and we also had a CD player, still worshiping. God inhabits the praises of His people, right? My friend gave birth and the precious baby girl just couldn't make it outside of her mommy's womb, so she went to be with Jesus.

Now, the reason I'm posting this story is not make everyone cry, although I'm sure many of you are crying... I can hardly type in between wiping the tears. What I want to tell you is there is one song that we would play over and over that we just couldn't get enough of. Here are the lyrics:

Your Grace is Enough (Chris Tomlin)
Great is Your faithfulness, oh God
You wrestle with the sinner's heart
You lead us by still waters into mercy
And nothing can keep us apart

So remember your people
Remember your children
Remember your promise, oh God

Your grace is enough
Your grace is enough
Your grace is enough for me

Great is Your love and justice God
You use the weak to lead the strong
You lead us in the song of Your salvation
And all Your people sing along

So remember your people
Remember your children
Remember your promise, oh God

Your grace is enough
Your grace is enough
Your grace is enough for me

This right here is what I believe God wanted us to see. I'm not by any means saying that God wanted my friends baby to pass away, but what I am saying is that God used the situation to reveal something about Himself.

Three and a half years later, just this morning, as I was driving to work, this song came on the radio. All of this began to rush back into my memory and God reminded me that no matter where I am, what I've done, or where I'm going, His grace is enough.

This is what I will remember as HER legacy.

"My Husband Rocks" Friday

Friday, July 4, 2008



Happy 4th of July from sunny Houston, TX! Wait a second, we are in Houston - on vacation - but it's not sunny (but that's another story for another post). And what does this have to do with "My Husband Rocks" Friday? Well, it may be kind of skewed, but here's the scoop...

We're on vacation visiting my favorite peeps at what Joey has lovingly named the Grand Hampton Resort & Spa. My Aunt & Uncle have this fabulous house that is much more like a resort than a house - but with all the love of a home. I grew up visiting them with my family all the time and this is the best place I can think of to vacation when we just need a long weekend get-away. And Joey has grown to love it almost as much as me!

So yesterday on our drive over I may have been a less than perfect navigator and inadvertently taken us an hour out of our way... with two children constantly asking "are we there yet?" But Joey was so gracious and didn't make me feel like the nincompoop that I was and we laughed about it the rest of the (long) way to my Aunt's house.

Thanks, babe, for being my hubby that ROCKS!! I love you!!

Is this what they call a nap sack?

Thursday, July 3, 2008

We're headed out on vacation today and I think it's safe to say we have a stow-away.



Seriously. How cute is that? But, sorry Leah, you can't go with us. You have to stay here and hold down the fort. Well at least you have to stay here and fill the house with mice while we're away.

What little kids do while big kids work

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

The other day the kids came to my office for an hour or so at the end of the day because we had something right after work. Joey dropped them off with the laptop and movies in hand.

After I introduced them to all the people on the way to my office, I got a movie set-up for them to watch until it was time to go. This was obviously fine for Taylor...



Ashton, on the other hand, would rather draw, which is completely fine with me. She is an amazing artist - and has been for years now. Sometimes she will come home from school and just go straight to her room and draw for hours, only coming out for food and water. lol



This is one of the picture she drew. It's been sitting on the top on my desk since she was here and I can't tell you how many people have seen it and been amazed at the talent she has at such a young age. I'm telling you, people, now is your chance! Print this out. When she's famous, you'll be glad you did!

It's peanut butter jelly time...

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Well, not really jelly, but it IS peanut butter time!!

Taylor LOVES peanut butter sandwiches, and just like his dad, don't even think about putting jelly on there! Taylor would eat peanut butter sandwiches everyday if I would let him.

Last night, he decided I was being too slow in making his dinner, so he said he would make it himself. Little did I know that he actually would!




He was having a little trouble spreading the peanut butter so I offered to help, but he just kept saying, "I'm making it by myself, mommy!"

Finally he agreed to let me hold the bread so it would be easier to spread...





Oh how I wish that peanut butter sandwiches was all it took sometimes to make my children happy! Don't you?

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I’m Stephanie - wife to one extremely handsome cop; mother to two extremely silly kids. The hubs and I have been married since February ’99. I love him more each day and simply can’t get enough of him. My daughter, Ashton, is 12 going on 17. She’s beautiful, creative, smart, and oh, so sassy. Taylor, our son, is 8 and is so much like his daddy it’s scary. He makes me laugh all the time with the silly things he says and does. He won’t remember what you told him 5 minutes from now, just like his daddy. I love to laugh and spend time with friends and family. I’ve also recently discovered a love for cooking and enjoy sharing recipes. I love finding new blog friends, so be sure to leave a comment so I can do the same!
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