Checkin' in...

We had a MOST fabulous Christmas... stayed at my parent's until just yesterday!! There was much fun, laughter, staying up late, eating, catching up, etc. Today we are headed to the in-laws until New Year's... just a 2 hour trip, but I need to hit the road! Hope everyone is doing well, and I'll check in with all of you after the New Year!
Happy Thursday and
Much Love,

Update

** Photo of my 2 little ones "dancing" with their GREAT-grandfather (My mom's father) at my grandparent's house this afternoon to and old Hank Williams record. It was hysterical.

Just wanted to post a quick little update on how things were going. My dad's surgery went well, though they are having a really hard time managing his pain. This is saying a LOT for a man who (about 10 years ago) sustained life threatening abdominal injuries after being impaled onto a tree along WITH a broken leg and multiple surgeries who hardly EVER complained (an unbelievable story for another day). So if dad says he is in pain, you'd better believe he is IN PAIN. Things finally settled down somewhat today, but they are a little worried about infection in his incisions (there are 4). He is being a trooper like he always is, but your continued prayers would be welcomed.

We celebrated Christmas with my mama's family (her parents, siblings and their families) this afternoon. We had such a great time, and the kids got in bed a little late tonight. My mom and sister were over here at our house when we were doing baths, and mom and I both thought little Andrew felt a little warm. So, out came the ol' thermometer.... and the dratted thing gave us NOT GOOD news. 101+ fever. Down the hatch went the Motrin, and the fever soon followed suit. I investigated his throat, and discovered that he has pus coating his tonsils. How LOVELY!!! This, of course, means a trip to the pediatrician at the weekend clinic at 8 a.m. tomorrow morning for a strep test. I know a grand time will be had by all as I coddle my sick boy and chase my live wire of a daughter around the waiting room! We are supposed to go to my other grandmother's house at noon tomorrow to celebrate Christmas with my Dad's family, but we'll have to see how things go. My little man may be in isolation so as not to infect his other little cousins. I'm quite sure pharyngitis is a Christmas present that they DO NOT want!

We also had a little excitement after the fever fiasco tonight that included breaker boxes, a sink disposall that quit working and a MOUSE in the dog's food. So help me, I thought I was going to faint about the mouse part. I get the pricklies just thinking about it now. Ewwwww.

Everything aside, we are still super excited that it is almost Christmas; and so thankful for the blessings we have received this year. Thanks to all of my sweet friends and family who have called and emailed in the last few days to check on us. I am SO thankful for every last one of you.

I'll leave you with the lyrics of one of my favorite Christmas songs. I actually will be singing this on Christmas Eve at our church. The words and music are so beautiful, and if you ever need to hear a song that will just quiet your soul, listen to this one. All IS well. Let us rejoice.

All Is Well
Words: Wayne Kirkpatrick
Music: Michael W. Smith

All is well all is well
Angels and men rejoice
For tonight darkness fell
Into the dawn of love's light
Sing A-le
Sing Alleluia

All is well all is well
Let there be peace on earth
Christ is come go and tell
That He is in the manger
Sing A-le
Sing Alleluia

All is well all is well
Lift up your voice and sing
Born is now Emmanuel
Born is our Lord and Savior
Sing Alleluia
Sing Alleluia
All is well

All is now Emmanuel
Born is our Lord and Savior
Sing Alleluia
Sing Alleluia
All is well

Happy Friday and
Much Love,

Merry Christmas!

I just wanted to wish everyone a Merry Christmas!! I don't know if I will post again until after Christmas... I may, but we'll just have to see. Things are getting busy around here, and there is so much to do.... and little time for the computer. We are doing okay, but frankly, this has been a really, really hard week for me. I am doing my very best to be positive for my children, but oh! it is hard. I don't really feel like writing much tonight.... or reading for that matter, so forgive me if I am not stopping by your blogs until after the holiday... I am just so tired and a little sad. I am thankful for all of my dear blog friends, and wish you a joyous and blessed Christmas!
Happy Tuesday and
Much Love,
***Edited to add*** If you are so inclined, would you please pray for my dad, as he will be having surgery in the morning (Wed. morning) to repair a very large tear in his rotator cuff? We'd all really appreciate it! Thanks- J.

Inspiration

Since the inception of my little blog, I have fielded TONS of questions about the inspiration "behind the name" ... Mississippi Girl. And yes, the most famous of all "Mississippi Girls" ... Faith herself, did have an influence on the name. I do love that song! And yes, I have been to Star, Mississippi (for the record, it is located about 20 miles from our capital city, where I lived for several years). And yes, my dear college friend S. did have a boyfriend whose babysitter was the beautiful Ms. Hill when he was younger. And yes, my friend L. has seen her "ride her kids piggyback". And yes, I have driven by the beautiful new home she has built for her parents. And yes, I love her music... (well, most of it, anyway).
But I just felt this "Mississippi Girl" moniker described ME. I'm a 10th generation Mississippi girl... from a long line of Mississippi Girls I hope to emulate each and every day. I admire their strength, their courage, their faith. Faith that withstood losing husbands in wars and children in tragedies. Lives that have inspired me, encouraged me, and touched me. Hands that have taught me. Young and old, some here and some gone, I remain the sum total of all that these "Mississippi Girls" have made me. So this name is, in a way, for them too.
I have a deep and abiding love for her... this state of mine. I love the soft southern twilight, the humid nights, all the breathtaking beauty of this moss hung, magnolia scented state in which I am so privileged to live. And I wouldn't change it for the world. She is my Mississippi. And I am most definitely her girl.
*** Crank up those speakers and have FUN with this video!!
Happy Sunday and
Much Love,

Christmas Bloggy Tour !!

Welcome to our home! Many thanks to Boomama, for being our gracious hostess. We hope everyone is enjoying the holiday season so far!

The first stop on our holiday tour is the little nativity scene that my grandmother gave me several Christmases ago. This is, after all, the reason we celebrate! I love the "uniqueness" of this little set... it is all in one piece, and love the soft glow. I have another one with "moveable" figures that the children love, but this one is MY favorite!



Here is our Christmas tree... I have alot of ornaments that I did not put on the tree this year, because I was trying to keep it in the "red, green, gold" color scheme.... now if I could just get the kiddos to leave it alone? Nevermind, I think that is next to impossible!

Next stop is our mantle! I found the big glittery snowflake in a cute little shop this fall and fell in love with it... I like what it added to the mirror! The pretty glittery red trees were a gift from my mama (who has great taste, if I do say so myself!) The ornaments hanging from the garland are red and gold... to tie in both colors. And, of course, Santa stands guard by the chimney. Aren't his skinny little legs TOO cute??


Above is the kid's Christmas pic with Santa this year. My secret to no screams?? They are both holding candy canes... shhhh!

Mom found this cutie pie tray while on vacation this fall, and I thought it was perfect for displaying these gorgeous antique red glasses


And these 2 little angels? (Well, MOST of the time) Only my 2 favorite Christmas presents ever! Why, yes, those ARE the pajamas I made (the ones that made me think all those ugly thougts toward my sweet lil' ol sewing machine?) Yes, the very ones. They did turn out sweet, I must admit. The things we do for these young'uns (to quote my mother, EXACTLY!)

And last but not least... our front door! Perhaps I should have put that first??

Thanks for visiting, y'all... Hope everyone has a blessed Christmas and a joyous and Happy New Year!

Happy Friday and
Much Love,

All tuckered out

I left the kitchen for a few minutes during lunchtime today to help big brother "go potty" (he still has a hard time with buttons and such) and found this when I returned. My sweet girl, fast asleep in her highchair, with her beloved thumb in her mouth. I was reminded of how much I love her... dirty little face and all.

Happy Thursday and Much Love,

Just call him Rudolph

Just call him Rudolph... the Andrew. At least, that what he is requesting to be called! Earlier this week at his preschool (he goes to a 2 morning a week program for 3 year olds at a local church) they made these "Rudolph" hats - and he has NOT wanted to take it off since! He even wants to bathe in it (not much harm in THAT, I suppose, since it is made of foam). So, I guess I've come to terms with the fact that "Rudolph the Andrew" lives here... at least until Christmas!

Happy Wednesday and Much Love,

** edited to add** UPDATE- please pray for the neighbor family as their baby that I had been requesting prayers for died yesterday. I am sure they would appreciate being lifted up . Thank you!

Little boy lost

I first saw them as I was sitting in my vehicle in the parking lot. Father and son walking toward their car. The tiny boy was about the age of mine, and was beautiful with his sweet light colored curls and impish smile. His father stared blankly ahead. The careworn face, dishelved hair and dirty clothes suggested it had been days at best since he had seen the clean end of a washcloth. They walked closer and approached an old, beat up car parked close to mine. The inside was littered with trash, cigarette butts, and clothing. The door was opened and the little boy was carelessly tossed inside along with the purchases made from the store. No child restraint... not even an attempt at a seatbelt. The man paused outside the vehicle for a moment, and the tiny boy stuck his head out of the window to say something... perhaps to ask a question? Profanity and anger spewed forth from the father's mouth- met with a look of terror on the face of the child. His sweet, dirty little face crumpled into tears as his father looked away and lit up a cigarette. I tried to smile a reassuring smile at him through the glass, but he never saw me. Every fiber in my being wanted to throw open that door and enfold that tiny creature into my arms and murmur sweet words as I held him close. The very thing which I, of course, could not do. As they sped away, I prayed for him. Prayed that somehow, someway, this little boy would find Jesus. That against all odds, he would know that he is loved. That someone cares for him more than anything. I prayed that he would find a light in his world, and that someone would point him to THE way. I thought of my own sweet 3 year old boy. I thought of how he is tucked in at night with kisses and stories and prayers. I thought of how he hears "I love you" many times each day. I thought of how he has a mommy and daddy that love him more than anything. I thought of how he has someone that cares about his safety and welfare. I thought all of these things and wiped more than a few tears from my eyes.
I don't know why I witnessed that scene today. I know it has bothered me more than a little. I know it has made me think of all of the sweet innocent children in our world that suffer every day, right at our own doorsteps. I don't know why it happens. I don't have the answers. But I do know that there will be a little boy, an older boy, and young man and then a grown man that I will pray for every night when I look at my son.. and I will pray that he finds the truth.
Happy Monday and
Much Love,
Jennifer

Don't get around much....

....... anymore!
No, I haven't been around much lately, but for several good reasons. And here they are (listed in no particular order, of course!)
A. I sliced my palm (and forefinger) with a very large kitchen knife on Friday morning, thus making typing very difficult and quite painful.
B. Traveling (just a wee little jaunt up the road this weekend)
C. Being a bit under the weather (me and kiddies)
D. Trying to get Christmas cards completed and sent out (even slower with said palm/finger
incident)
E. Utter and absolute fatigue... I am quite weary of doing everything all by myself; and it does take its toll after a while!

So, there you have it, folks! Hope everyone has had restful, quiet family time this weekend... I just keep thinking about that wonderful quote from our heroine, Scarlett O'Hara ..."After all, tomorrow is another day !" My sentiments exactly, Scarlett. My sentiments exactly.
Happy Sunday and
Much Love,

The Lonely Queen....

...Finally has her KING!! I received him via Fe*d-Ex yesterday, and was QUITE surprised by Andy!! It seems as if he arranged for the King to be painted and delivered here, so that the fair queen would not be lonely anymore. She has held court alone above our bar for nigh upon a year now, and I am quite sure she is more than pleased at having met her match. Can't wait to get him properly framed and for the pair of them to reign justly and fairly over our little kitchen. Thanks so much, ANDY! You are quite the sneaky one!
In case you are curious, they are Walter*Anderson, (watercolor prints of his hand painted by local artists) and they are quite popular here in our neck of the woods! Mr. Anderson was a renowned artist from Mississippi, and these prints can be ordered from the museum shop- they are SUCH fun! Any other fans out there? I simply adore his work!

Happy Thursday and
Much Love,

Picture Post

Picture post of fun activites from last weekend !




Christmas festival... with a very unhappy little girl (and a happy little boy studying a candy cane)





Oh! The wonder of (fake) snow... it WAS cold enough for the real thing, though!

Marmee and her happy little grands after eating breakfast with Santa.









Hanging out at Papa and Marmee's after baths







We LOVE fire trucks... the louder the better... WOO WOO.



















And, finally, Papa and his best "little helper" on the tractor.

Happy Tuesday and Much Love,

Tiny, sweet tree

After I followed the link from Mrs. Wilt's, I just HAD to make one of these tiny sweet trees!! The pattern can be found here, and was just as easy as could be. Ideally, I'd like to make some out of different (contrasting) fabrics, and add some other fun embellishments! For tonight, however, I poked around in my sewing materials and just used what I had (and cleaned out the ol' button jar!) This was SO much fun! Can't wait to do some more.... what sweet little happies for friends!
Happy Monday and
Much Love,

THE Holiday Meme

Without further adieu, here is my version of the holiday meme that has been around the blogosphere and back...

1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate? At this point in my life, I’d have to say Hot Chocolate (with TONS of marshmallows, of course!) BUT, there was a time earlier in my life that I was crazy about eggnog… during my childhood, when I weighed oh, about 75 lbs., I would drink it until I was sick. I don’t think I can ever get the image of the containers out of my mind either… they were green cartons with red poinsettias.
2. Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them under the tree? Why, he sits them under the tree, of course! Doesn’t everybody know that all those bows and ribbons would get absolutely crushed in Santa’s big bag of toys on Christmas Eve? When we were kids, my sister and brother and I would “stake out” our area of the living room on Christmas Eve, and made sure mom and dad knew so that they could “tell” Santa… since they were in cahoots with him and all, you know.
3. Colored lights on tree/house or white? White, definitely. Though, for a while when I was single, I had those big retro style colored lights and my tree, and really liked them.
4. Do you hang mistletoe? Not this year… I have no kisses to give away since Andy is gone!
5. When do you put your decorations up? Usually the weekend after Thanksgiving.
6. What is your favorite holiday dish (excluding dessert)? Homemade cornbread dressing. Hands DOWN. My mom and my grandmother make the BEST. It is out of this world good. A close second would have to be crawfish chowder.
7. Favorite Holiday memory as a child: Just one? Seriously? I had an idyllic, amazing childhood. I really did. Christmas was a special and magical time of the year every single year. My mom and dad really worked hard to make sure everything was perfect. And really it was. I remember our matching/coordinating Christmas PJs every year. I remember sitting on my Daddy’s lap as he read the Christmas story on Christmas Eve. I remember setting a beautiful Christmas table with mama’s Lenox holiday china. I remember the “Kenny and Dolly” Christmas tape that we literally wore out, and the beautiful Vienna Boy’s Choir tape that always heralded the beginning of the season. I remember snuggling with my brother and sister as we all slept in one big bed on Christmas Eve (yes, we did this until we were TEENAGERS. Shameful!)
I remember the unbelievable Christmas dinners my mom (still does) cook. I loved it when the whole extended family came to our house every year for Christmas dinner. I thought it such fun the Christmas my daddy hid diamond earrings for mama and wrapped them in a big round container of oatmeal. I remember going to the Christmas tree farm every year and stomping about until we found the “perfect” Christmas tree. I loved the Christmases as we got older, and the magical place we would help our mom turn our house into. The FIVE Christmas trees we would put up in different areas of the house, and how each room had a touch of Christmas in it. I loved the Christmas teas and open houses we had. I remember the tried and true Sugar cookie recipe, and how sis and I never could get that angel cookie to come out “just right” (her wings always broke). I remember the days and days of baking in the kitchen. I remember the tins of sweets, treats and goodies that were stacked up on the counter. I remember when Daddy used to get us to leave a broom by the door so that Santa could “brush off Rudolph’s hooves” when he came inside…. I remember finding a pile of leaves by the front door the next morning. I love the gorgeous handmade glittery stockings handmade by my mother that we still use. I loved feeling the cold of Daddy’s cheek as he came inside from checking just once more to see if he saw any sign of Santa’s sleigh. I remember the toasty fires Daddy made in the fireplaces… and sitting by the firelight with just the beautiful Christmas lights on- and all of the great conversations there. I remember the countless Christmas pageants, the angel costumes, and the way the live nativity thrilled me every single year. I could go on and on, but I guess I’ll stop here. What a wonderful trip down memory lane.
8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa? The year that I opened my Mom’s closet door and saw a Cabbage Patch Kid’s doll playpen complete with a matching CPK doll that I had put on my Christmas list to Santa. I cried and cried and then mama took me into the kitchen. She gave me a book, and had me sit on the counter and read a story in it to her while she was cooking. The story was “Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus”. She asked me not to tell my younger brother and sister. I did as she asked.
9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve? Yes, usually we each open one gift.
10. How do you decorate your Christmas Tree? I used to just do hodge-podge colors and ornaments, but the last 3 years, I have kept everything on my tree in the color scheme of red, green and gold. I have LOTS of sparkly, shimmery and glittery ornaments, and I just love the way the tree shines when the lights are low. A lot of my “meaningful” ornaments are in this color scheme, so it works out great. I have traveled a good bit, and I get an ornament from every place I (we) go. It’s nice to look and them and reminisce.
11. Snow! Love it or Dread it? Well, LOVE it since we don’t get it that often down South. It is always a special, magical treat when it comes.
12. Can you ice skate? Well, actually, YES! Yes, I can! When I was in college, did a lot of “inline” skating. After that, an indoor ice skating rink opened up in the town where I attended college, and we had a great time falling all over ourselves learning. This came in very handy as I did a travel nurse assignment in New England… ended up dating a guy up there for a while, and was invited to go ice skating with him in the heart of Boston. I’ve been several times since then (in indoor rinks). I am CERTAINLY no expert, but I’m passable.
13. Do you remember your favorite gift? In childhood, probably the “Be-be” doll that I got when I was about 8. She was SO beautiful… and had a gorgeous smocked dress on courtesy of mama. In adulthood… Andy gave me a pair of diamond solitaire earrings our first Christmas.
14. What’s the most important thing about the Holidays for you? Conveying to my children the wonder and awe of Christ’s birth. The unbelievable way that the Savior came to earth. Being around all of my family. Catching up, hanging out, not having a schedule, and laughing until my side hurts. Watching the faces of my little ones on Christmas morning.
15. What is your favorite Holiday Dessert? Homemade fudge, fruitcake cookies, Divinity, Pecan Pie and homemade coconut cake.
16. What is your favorite holiday tradition? Seafood on Christmas Eve, baby!! Every year on Christmas Eve, we have fried oysters, Seafood gumbo and usually fried Shrimp and hush puppies. We have access to amazing fresh gulf seafood right at our doorstep, and this has always been our “night before Christmas” meal. Amazingly enough, this was also the C. Eve tradition for both my mom’s family growing up AND my dad’s family growing up. Now we are into training that “fourth generation” in this tradition. I also LOVE the breakfast casserole on Christmas mornings. My mom, my sister and I will make a breakfast casserole (we have several GREAT recipes) the day before, and pop it into the oven as we open presents.
17. What tops your tree? A beautiful sparkly gold star.
18. Which do you prefer giving or Receiving? Giving! I LOVE the look on a loved one’s face when they open that “perfect” gift.
19. What is your favorite Christmas Song? Hmmm…. I have several. “ Do you hear what I hear”, “ Carol of the Bells” , “Gesu Bambino”, “Have yourself a merry little Christmas”
20. Candy Canes! Yuck or Yum?? I can take ‘em or leave ‘em.

It's beginning to look a lot like...

Christmas!! The tree is up, the mantle is (almost) decorated, and the weather is... well, it's starting to look like we may have some real "winter weather" as a cold front moves in overnight!
The kids and I were sitting on the floor in the kitchen today (don't ask) and as I looked up I saw this. Just an ordinary little view from an ordinary little window, but the change astounded me. The last time I sat in the same spot and looked up, those very same trees were lush with green. And now they are stark, barren and quite a beautiful symbol of winter, I think. How quickly the days pass. How my sweet children have grown in just the time it took for the leaves to fall from the trees. How quickly our lives pass. Cherish the moments this holiday season. Don't get so caught up in the hustle, bustle and stress of shopping that you do not take the time to bend down over a tiny manger and tell the wonderous story of old to a little one.
I'm taking my own advice this year. It's so tempting just to want this particular Christmas to be over with, done with since Andy is away from us. Things in our family aren't the same this year, but the beautiful meaning and promise of the season hasn't changed. The sweet message of hope rings truer than ever. I'm going to enjoy it, soak it up, and revel in the magic that is Christmas.
Happy Thursday and
Much Love,

Seam ripper, how I love thee

Oh, how I do love thee, dear seam ripper! I love thee for being my constant companion over the last day and a half during my little sewing adventure! I love thee for ripping out shoulder seams, and uneven hems! But alas, I shall have to put thee away until after Christmas, after which I am quite sure we will be back to being the very best of friends!

So, by now I am sure you have guessed what I have been up to lately! And, even after the headaches and many ugly thoughts I thought toward my dear little sewing machine (and seam ripper!!) I am pleased as punch at the way the children's Christmas pajamas turned out! I was determined that they have matching jammies for Christmas... after being unable to find any I liked anywhere, decided to tackle making them. For a beginning seamstress, it was a chore for me... a chore I tell you. Fortunately, my Gran (who is an expert seamstress) was around while I was sewing, so I had a safety net! She did not sew ONE stitch on these, however... I was determined to do it all myself (Okay, now I'm beginning to sound like I've been around my 3 year old too long!). Now they are done, and my dear friends the machine and the seam ripper will be put away until after the holiday... after which I have several projects lined up with which to torture myself. A torture which I am actually beginning to enjoy.... hmmm

*** Several of you have been so sweet to inquire about our neighbors and their preemie. I spoke with M. today, and the baby is doing okay at best. She is still "touch and go" ... she has a very long road ahead if she does, in fact, survive. Please continue to keep this little family in your prayers. (Their 2 other little ones are being cared for by relatives and mom and dad are driving an hour away every day to visit baby.) Thanks.
Happy Wednesday and
Much Love,

A to Z

A-Z of Me
I was tagged by Laurel Wreath to do this!
A - Available/Single? Nope, married
B - Best Friend? My Hubby, and girlfriends K,M,L
C- Cake or Pie? Pie… Pecan or Lemon Icebox, preferably
D - Drink Of Choice? Diet Coke
E - Essential Item You Use Everyday? My home management binder
F - Favorite Color? Purple
G - Gummy Bears Or Worms? Gummy Bears
H – Hometown (born in)? Hattiesburg, MS (don’t live there now, didn’t grow up there, just born there)
I - Indulgence? Reese’s Peanut Butter cups
J - January Or February? February
K - Kids & Their Names? 2 – Andrew and Anna Kate
L - Life Is Incomplete Without? My husband at home!!!!!
M - Marriage Date? July 13
N- Number Of Siblings? 2 (3 including ME)
O - Oranges Or Apples? Apples
P - Phobias/Fears? Mice, Snakes, Spiders, Stalkers
Q - Favorite Quote? Life is what happens when you’re making other plans
R - Reason to Smile? Phone calls from Iraq, Cold clear days, A heavenly Father who is a friend, Hot chocolate LOADED with marshmallows, Christmas Carols, my children laughing
S - Season? Spring
T - Tag Four People? Any four that want to do this??
U - Unknown Facts About Me? I can’t drive a standard, I used to twirl rifles (the wooden kind, that is!!)
V - Vegetable you don’t like? Broccoli, Spinach/Turnip Greens, Cabbage, Asparagus…
W - Worst Habit? Staying up too late, talking too much
X - X-rays You’ve Had? Chest, Arm, Foot
Y - Your Favorite Food? Homemade Chicken and Dumplins and Fried Okra (just 2 of my favorites)
Z - Zodiac Sign? Aries

If you decide to do this, let me know!
Happy Tuesday and
Much Love,

Monday rant

** I usually try to keep things "light" here, but had to write this. Any unkind/snarky comments will be promptly deleted. Thanks ;)

There is something that has been bothering me lately. It has stemmed firstly from seeing signs and billboards around town for different churches, and the things they said. Signs for some protestant (and some non denominational) churches that say things and send messages like we'll help you find " your OWN way" or YOUR own particular path to God, and come here so you can feel good about yourself because you are a "good person". I'm not quoting exactly here, but you get the idea. Secondly, it has stemmed from talking to others in the community who are switching to some of these other churches because they are "softer" on sin, and they make them "feel better" about themselves.

This bothers me greatly. Do we serve a God that winks at sin? There is only ONE path to God- there is no such thing as "your particular path". Should we come out of a church service feeling great about ourselves every week? Should we say... I'm really not such a bad person, look at all the things Mr./Mrs. X does? Should only the facets of God's mercy and grace be preached?

By all means NO! We serve a HOLY God and a just God. Our God IS mighty to save, our God IS love, his grace and mercy ARE beyond comprehension.... but we are never to make light of our sin. We must never forget that our sin is what separated us from God, that it is the hideous thing that nailed our Savior to the cross. We are not good. We are depraved sinners in need of a Savior. We are not "good people" that go to church to be affirmed that we are "okay". We go to worship a mighty God. A just God. A holy God that does NOT make light of our sin. Our sin separates us from him, breaks our fellowship from him, and rocks us into complacency... and straight into the arms of the world. I have an acquaintance that left one particular denomination to go to another because they were more accepting of his sinful lifestyle, and he felt "better" about himself.

I love it when I hear sermons that convict me. I NEED to leave church not feeling "great" about myself every week. I need that to grow. I need that to realize that I am totally dependant on Him, and that I need him every hour of every day. I am a sinner in need of a Savior. I am not a good person. No one is good enough to satisfy a holy God. I am not in need of my own particluar, customized path to God. I need the one true path. We all do.

"Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it." Matthew 7:13-14

Happy Monday and
Much Love,
Jennifer

Busy bee

Things have been soooo busy around here! We had a wonderful Thanksgiving, and I even braved the stores with mama and sister for some "black Friday" shopping... and got alot accomplished. We are off to church this morning, and then my wonderful dad will be here to help me haul our Christmas tree and boxes of decorations, etc. out of the attic. Little Andrew is absolutely BESIDE himself with excitement. Every day when he wakes up he asks "Mama is it Christmastime yet?" It is too cute! Hope everyone has had a wonderful holiday and weekend with family and friends. Let the Christmas season begin!
Happy Sunday and
Much Love,
Jennifer

3 year old's thoughts on a Japanese breakfast

Found written on a pack of instant oatmeal this morning:
A typical breakfast in Japan consists of Rice, Fish, Soup, Pickles and Seaweed.
After reading this aloud the 3 year old quips "Oh MOMMY that is SO nasty mommy, are we so sad that they don't know about oak-meal and gwi-uts?"
AND "Andrew's tummy would starve and hurt if we had to go to a-pan"
My sentiments exactly.
Happy Wednesday and
Much Love,
Jennifer

Prayers, please!

I wanted to ask all of you to please pray tonight for our next door neighbors (and friends!).
M. delivered a premature baby girl late last night by emergency C-section, and the baby is not doing well. She has fluid everywhere (including around brain and heart) and may have cerebral palsy from oxygen deprivation. She is in very, very grave condition. They have 2 other little ones (a 4 year old and a 14 month old) and really need our prayers. They had NO idea anything was wrong until a routine Dr.'s visit and ultrasound yesterday, so this is all quite a shock. I'm sure they would appreciate being lifted up in prayer. Many thanks.
Happy Tuesday and
Much Love,

Fun, Games and Recipes !

It was a weekend filled with clear blue skies, cool temperatures, fun, lots of FOOD and family. Unfortunately, our team didn't win, but that didn't stop a my little bulldog fan from being more than enthused... as you can see by him holding his own cowbell and pompom. As much as I love going on trips, I think the part I like the best it coming home. Home to my own bed, own bath, and our little routine. After all, my little ones do MUCH better on a schedule (and mommy is much less exhausted!!)
After some requests for one of our favorite "family get together" foods, here is the recipe for "Mississippi Sin". We can thank my sister A. for this! If you make it, I can promise everyone will be licking the bottom of the (bread) bowl. Happens every time. To top it all off, it is amazingly simple. Enjoy!

Mississippi Sin Dip

(I almost always DOUBLE this recipe)

1 loaf french bread

1 8 oz. container french onion dip

1 4 oz. can green chilies (drained)

1 package bacon bits

2 cups shredded cheddar cheese

1 8 oz. package cream cheese, softened

-Cut off top of bread (save for later) and hollow out french bread (by hollow out, I mean take out enough bread for dip to fit inside, you don't have to hollow it into an absolute shell).

-Mix all ingredients in bowl, place inside bread, place top back on.

-Wrap in aluminum foil , place on cookie sheet and bake for 1 hour at 350 degrees

-Serve with large corn chips (or chip or cracker of your choosing).

-Watch it disappear!

Happy Sunday and

Much Love,

Winter Weather and other notes

It seems as if old man winter has finally decided to visit us, and maybe even stay for a while. The temp is struggling to make it into the 50s for the high, and we are around the freezing point at night time. That made for some pretty chilly weather (for this warm blooded Southern girl, at least) this morning when this photographer took outdoor photos of my children this morning. We took the photos at the farm where my dad grew up (and that has been in his family for 100+ years) and where my grandmother still lives. The "photo shoot" was 7 a.m. (for lighting purposes) and my little ones had a grand time climbing all over tractors, calling the cows, petting the horse, terrorizing the rooster and giving mommy a mild heart attack while standing on the edge of an old well. The photographer I chose was a "lifestyle photographer", which means that the shots were not posed. She just took about 300 (no kidding) pictures of us over about an hour and just followed us around while the kids did their thing. I cannot WAIT until she sends the link for our slideshow... I'm hoping for a Christmas card photo! This is also a surprise for Andy, and I'm so excited to see what he thinks about it.
We are headed out to the Mississippi State vs. Arkansas game tomorrow (game is Sat.), and will return on Sunday. Mom has been super busy planning out our tailgating menu, (which will include yummy things like homemade chili, Mississippi Sin Dip (oh MY!!) and many other homemade goodies). I am so looking forward to hanging out with some of our family, and perhaps doing a little shopping in a cute college town. Maybe I'll even have some pics to share next week.
A lot of you have been so sweet to comment/email me and ask how I am doing.... the answer is I am doing okay. I miss my husband so much, though. I try not to think about it. When I start to dwell on it, I start to get upset, my children get upset and it makes for a not so great day. I am trying to stay really busy (that part is working!) I am trying not to complain at all, as that makes me feel worse. I am not feeling sorry for myself, because I know that there are SO many wives out there that are going through the same thing, and some for even longer periods of time. I try to pray all of the time. I think some people seriously think I am crazy because it looks like I am talking to myself (that really did happen at the mall today!) I try to think of the blessings that have come out of him being gone. I know this has forced me to draw closer to the Lord, and depend upon HIM instead of my husband. My faith has been strengthened, and I hold my children a little tighter and a little longer since there is only one of us for now. I am not perfect. I get tired, I get really lonely for those conversations that you only have with the love of your life. I miss holding hands and cleaning up all of his MESSES (really, I do). I miss his boots at the back door. I miss him laughing with me at the kids latest antics. My eyes well up with tears every once in a while when I am doing the most ordinary things (like driving down the highway today... what is up with THAT?). But I know this is a short little period of time in our lives. I know that we are blessed beyond what we deserve. I know that God is near. I know that he has blessed with me with an amazing family that is there for us constantly. I know that I am thankful. And I know that we are fine, really we are.
"For I know whom I have believed
and am persuaded that He is able. "
Happy Thursday and
Much Love,
Jennifer

Say Thanks

This is something cool that Xerox is doing...
If you go to this web site, www.LetsSayThanks.com you can pick out a thank you card. Xerox will print it, and it will be sent to a soldier that is currently serving in Iraq . You can't pick out who gets it, but it will go to some member of the armed services. How AMAZING it would be if we could get everyone we know to send one!!! This is a great site. Please send a card. It is FREE and it only takes a second. Wouldn't it be wonderful if the soldiers received a bunch of these? Whether you are for or against the war, our guys and gals over there need to know we are behind them...

It got this in an email from a friend the other day, and I have already done it twice! It only takes a second to do, and would mean so much to those in uniform for us to say "Thanks" for the sacrifices they make so that we can can live in the land of the free. All of you know that this is something near and dear to my heart right now because of my husband being one of those brave men serving us overseas! Anyway, click on over and give a minute of your day to a worthy cause.
Happy Tuesday and
Much Love,
Jennifer

Any ideas?

Any ideas or words of wisdom for me on a "brushing teeth" battle that I wage with the 3 year old nightly? He used to LOVE brushing his teeth, but the last few weeks has been a little bear about it. We go through tears, pleas, begging, etc. (on HIS part) every. single. night when it is time to brush!! Even new Superman toothpaste has failed to do the trick. Any ideas?
Happy Monday and
Much Love,
Jennifer

So whatcha think...

...Of my darling "new" little black velvet pillbox hat? Isn't it cute? I got it for next to nothing at an antique store yesterday. I just love it! I also found a precious little advent calendar with Mary, Joseph and baby Jesus in the same antique store for only a dollar! Can't wait to use it with the little ones next month.
In other news, had an absolutely fabulous weekend! Went to an arts and crafts fair in my hometown, caught up with old friends (and college roomates!) ate yummy Mexican food, and went to a parade of Christmas open houses in some darling shops (and bought some pretties) in the cute little downtown where my parents live. The air was cold and brisk and the perfect weather to put us in the holiday mood!
Best of all, I awakend to a roaring fire, Christmas music and a hot cup of coffee at my parent's house this morning.... and got to read the Sunday newspaper undisturbed. And THAT, my friends is something to celebrate!! ;-)
Happy Sunday and
Much Love

This is what...

This is what happens when a 3 year old sneaks a marker into his room during naptime. He later informed me that he was just trying to make "pretty eyes" like mommy does. Indeed.
Can we say a bit more testosterone may have been needed in this house lately?
Happy Thursday and
Much Love

Welcome to the World!

We have a new little family member as of today!
Andy's oldest sis M. and her husband J. welcomed their baby boy into the world this afternoon! He is their first baby, and from the pictures, looks absolutely precious. We can't wait to meet him. This makes grandchild/cousin #8 for his side of the family.... looks like my side of the fam has a lot of catching up to do (hint, hint... )
Anyway, congrats to the both of you. He is the most amazing blessing you will ever receive!
Happy Thursday and
Much Love,

Imprints

Just now, I was listening to my son over the monitor talking to himself before he fell asleep for his afternoon nap (the monitor is actually in the baby's room, but is so sensitive it picks up sounds all over that side of the house!!) He sleeps with a giant Pooh bear, and has lots of great conversations with him before he drifts off to dreamland. Today the conversation went something like this
A: "When I tell you to do something, you do it. Right then. Do you understand me, Pooh"?
A:(in high pitched "Pooh" voice) "Yes Ma'am mommy, I will be your sweet boy"
A: Very good, Pooh, you have to mind mommy and listen to what she says
A: (Pooh voice) I know dat mommy, I have to obey my mommy and my daddy
A: That's right Pooh, If mommy tells you to sit there, you sit until mommy comes to get you
A: (Pooh Voice) "But I don't want to"
A: Well, you have to because I said so
A: (Pooh voice) I re-wy don't like I said sos, they make me bery sad.

This "conversation" he had with Pooh bear was actually an exact transcript of the conversation that he and I had we while out to lunch (with others) today. Whether or not he acknowledges it at the time, he listens to every word I say.... and remembers it. My life, my words, and my deeds are reflected in this little, moldable, sponge of a boy and he bears my imprint. The things I say and do are all observed and mimiced by him, and therein lies a tremendous responsibility.

That being said, where does MY imprint come from? Am I spending enough time in the word and on my knees everyday that he sees Christ in me... even as small as he is? What image does he see in my life? Does he see someone that absoutely delights and rejoices in him as our Father does in us? Does he see a mama that is too busy trying to adhere to her schedule and have a "perfect" house ... too busy to play with him? Does he see a mama that is constantly disciplining him? Does he see a mama that loves him unconditionally?

I hope that the imprint I leave on his life is the imprint that Christ leaves on mine. May this daily spur me on to spend more time in the word, more time in prayer and more TIME investing in the lives of my little ones than worrying about any "to do" list.
Easier said than done, isn't it? Especially when we start comparing ourselves and our lives to others. You know Mrs.___ that always has the perfect house, and cooks gourmet meals, or always looks perfect, or is amazingly organized, or... you fill in the blank. Want to know what my response has been to lately?? SO WHAT?? Big deal! I don't know her heart, I don't know what her walk is, and I don't know what the Lord is saying to her. But I do know what he is saying to me. And that is all I ever need to worry about. I need to worry about my imprint of Him. Becoming more like Him. Being made into His image. Those are the things of eternal value.
May the imprints we leave on the lives of our children, and those around us be the imprint and the image of Christ.
Col. 3:10... and have put on the new self, which is being renewed in knowledge in the IMAGE of its Creator. (emphasis mine)
Happy Wednesday and
Much Love,

Hanging out with Papa

My kids love my daddy... their papa. He is the chief wrestler, tickler, bath giver and kid wrangler when he is around!! After raising the 3 of us, I guess he's had lots of practice! He's also a great "fill-in" for their daddy while he's gone. While we know that no one can take Andy's place, Papa J. provides some much needed male interaction with them (especially little Andrew) and it helps me a whole bunch! Thanks Dad, for all you do.
Happy Tuesday and
Much Love,

*** Photo of the kids with "Papa" this weekend. Andrew was trying to wake up from a nap, and wasn't in the most camera-ready mood!

Ramblings

I haven't been around much, lately because we've been a little busy. Busy with things like a yard sale, spend-the-night company, catching up with old friends and even making some new ones! Busy with church obligations, running a household on my own, a baby with tonsillitis and even a little shopping! I've felt quite overwhelmed at times... but thankfully, only for brief moments. Today was wonderful, and I even took a nap with my kiddos.

My awesome mother did some "deep cleaning" for me as well as a few other little household chores... and even took everything out of my china cabinet and washed it, dusted the insides and cleaned the whole thing till it sparkled. I've been admiring it all day. I just loooove it when things are "really" clean and not just "surface" clean. She also helped me pick out my beautiful new rug- I was quite thankful for her input!

Little Andrew enjoyed some lasso lessons with his Papa, and got to see his daddy over the webcam (the highlight of his day... week... year??)
Miss Anna Kate has had tonsillitis, but is so much better now. She did concern all of us, though, when she had 104 temp. We had the hardest time trying to break her fever.

All of that is past now, and I'm very much looking forward to a new week with a nice clean slate. No sickness, no stress, no worries, no tears. Just nice, clean pages on the calendar... waiting for the story of life to be written. How exciting.

**** Photo of my new rug. I am just lovin' it.

Happy Sunday and
Much Love,

"9 weird things about me" meme

Tammy tagged me for this "9 weird things about me" meme.
Here goes!
1. I can call cows (Thanks, Daddy)
2. The first time I saw a c-section in nursing school, I thought I was going to pass out and throw up at the same time. I also thought it was the most disguisting thing I had ever seen and made the statment (several times) that I would never have kids if I had to have one of those things. I've had 2 c-sections now. *sigh*.
3. My husband had never really ever dated a brunette until he met me!
4. I love fried chicken livers
5. I am an obsessive list maker. I make one every night before I go to bed, I make "master lists" for the week, I make cleaning lists, I make project lists, I make monthly lists... did I mention that I love to make lists?
6. I could say the whole poem "Twas the night before Christmas" when I was 3 years old. (My mama has proof of it on a cassette tape.) I have been forced to say it every Christmas since then!!
7. I will not eat asparagus, cabbage, collard or turnip greens, oysters, chittlins or boudin. ICK.
8. My husband and I married 9 months to the day after we met. We got engaged after dating for 2 months, and were engaged for 7 months. I have absolutely NO regrets, and would do it the same way again if given the chance!
9. The whole "13" thing..
My birthday is on the 13th ,My husband and I met on the 13th, My husband and I married on the 13th, Our son was born when we had been married 13 months, Our daughter was conceived when our son was 13 months old., I quit my job to become a stay at home mom on the 13th , I got my ears pierced on my 13th birthday, I am one of 13 great-grandchildren,My parents built a new house when I was 13.

I tag.... all of you (sorry, too tired tonight to actually, you know, have to think about this and pick others!!) Let me know if you do this one!
Happy Wednesday and
Much Love

Pirates and Lions

**** Was unable to upload a pic of my little pirate Andrew... blogger is being a STINKER today... will try tomorrow!!
We spent the last couple of days at my sister's home in our state's beautiful capital city (and where I lived as a single girl)! I had to sing at this event, and we took the kids to a neighborhood party last night, and they all went "trick or treating" as a group and rode in little wagons. It was the cutest thing ever. Our little lion fell asleep in the stroller, but our pirate was going strong until about 10 p.m. last night!! We had a great time and a wonderful visit. So, for your viewing pleasure, here are our 2 cuties all dressed up!
Happy Wednesday and
Much Love,
Jennifer

Festival Fun

We attended a Fall Festival today at my Grandparent's church, and the children had a blast! Andrew even won a cake at the cakewalk (he chose the cupcakes, of course), decorated a pumpkin and jumped on the spacewalk. Little Miss Priss was content to view most of the action from mama's lap (and hip) until she spied a lollipop... then it was over. I got to eat a good, fresh off the grill burger, catch up with old friends, eat boiled peanuts (one of my absolute FAV foods ever) and see someone get "pie in the face". It was a beautiful afternoon!
Happy Monday and
Much Love,

I couldn't resist...

.... these precious little matching brother/sister outfits
(Especially since they were on a 50% off sale!!!).
It's been a bit chilly here- we've even had the heat on at night! Perfect weather for this music, don't you think?
Happy Sunday and
Much Love,

Mama said...

Mama said there would be days like this. And now I believe her.

It started out with a bang when my potty trained 3 yr. old had an accident in his pants. NOT the good kind. He has not had an accident like this since he was potty trained. He must've been a little embarassed, because by the time I found the poor little fella he had tried to clean himself up with baby sister's baby wipes.... and it was not NOT pretty. No siree. AND there was a certain material tracked all over the carpet from his little feet. Sigh. By the time I got the whole mess cleaned up, baby sister was missing. I found her in my bathroom in the middle of all of my makeup. I found all of my brushes/combs/hair products in the bathtub. I found all of the toilet paper that was on the roll- you guessed it- on the floor. Another sigh. After conquering yet another mess, I realized we were late to meet my friend A. for lunch. We race out the door, meet A., and I realize I have forgotten the diaper bag. Lovely. Lunch was surprisingly uneventful except for Andrew getting a huge scratch on his chin from "wrestling" with another little boy on the playground. Tears quickly abated, however, with the arrival of an ice cream cone. Crisis avoided.

We proceeded on to the grocery store after lunch, and I realize that Miss Anna Kate is soaking wet. Yep, the diaper has leaked and now my arm smells like baby teetee (remember the diaper bag that got left at home... yeah.) I soldier on into the store because I must. My friend P. and I had volunteered to take a meal to a church member, and I was missing a key ingredient for my recipe. We secured the goods (along with some more diapers) and headed to the parking lot. I look down and realize one of baby girls BRAND NEW little mary janes is gone. At this point I want to sit in the car with my head on the steering wheel and cry. CRY, I tell you. And then it starts raining. Hard. I say a quick "help me please, Father" prayer, and one of the bag boys from the store comes rushing up to me, little shoe in hand. "Ma'am, I think you dropped this".
Let's just say I gave him a biggest tip he probably got all day.
Very grateful, I was.

Home again and time to start up the ol'stove. I had the church member's meal to cook, and ours, so I got busy. The kids napped peacefully, I played my favorite Christmas CD and lit a candle.
After getting dinner out of the oven I realized I was out of foil to cover the casserole with. Thank goodness for sweet neighbors.

While on the way to drop the meal off, I had a nagging feeling I had forgotten something. I couldn't quite put my finger on it though. I pondered it for a while, then forgot it, then realized after I got back home that I had forgotten to, ummm, you know pay bills. Mind you, this is NOT something I ordinarily do, so it is not part of my routine. Since Andy is gone, however, it is obviously necessary that I do it. I frantically got them out and paid them, got caught up, etc. And finished them at, yeah, about 11 pm. At this point, my kitchen is still a mess, laundry is calling my name, and I still have a to do list that is undone. The kitchen does get cleaned, I make a dent in the laundry.... but the to-do list? Well, it didn't quite get done.

But you know what? This is my life, and I love it. The good days, the bad days, the hard days, the sad days, the happy days, and the "where is my mind" days.
This is the life I wanted. The life I prayed for. It's all part of being a wife, a mommy, and a child of God. And as much as I wish my husband was right here right now with me, I have a tremendous responsibility to fulfill while he is gone. He has entrusted our life, our children, our future to me. And I don't intend to let him down. So I'll keep on keeping on knowing the Savior who holds my hand will never leave me or forsake me. He is beside me in every step. It is He who is putting the "steel" behind my being a steel magnolia. I am trying to learn to be content whatever my circumstances.... a hard lesson? You'd better believe it is. But I am so thankful to be learning it.

Yes, Mama said there would be days like this.

Blessed be your name when the sun's shining down on me,
When the world' s all as it should be,
Blessed be your name.

Blessed be your name on the road marked with suffering
Though there's pain in the offering,
Blessed be your name

Every blessing you pour out I'll
Turn back to praise
And when the darkness closes in, Lord
Still I will say

Blessed be the name of the Lord,
Blessed be your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord,
Blessed be your glorious name.

(Matt and Beth Redman)

Happy Friday and
Much Love,
Jennifer

Refrigerator Meme

Soooo.... I was tagged for this fun little meme by Mrs. Blythe... The Refrigerator meme!! You must take a picture of your 'fridge in "all its glory".. and NO tampering before the pic! I obeyed the rules and snapped a photo.
And here you see....
1. Photos of family and friends (do you see your girls, "Aunt Gigi"???)
2. Clipped together art of Andrew's. Yesterday he drew 10 (YES 10!!!!) pictures with marker and paper and wanted them ALL on the fridge.... along with his craft project from Monday. So to accomodate my little man, I placed them all in the magnetic clippie, and we are going to rotate the one on top. Except now he is being quite industrious and working on, oh, about 16 more pictures today. My little budding artist.
3. When I was single, and even after marrying (before our kiddos came along) I used to be OBSESSIVE about only having 3-4 pictures at a time on my fridge, and they all had to be in matching magnetic frames. And then the kids came along, and well, you know...
My, how things have changed.

I tag ALL of you that are reading to do this!!!! Seriously. AND if you DO decide to do this, leave me a comment so I can visit and check yours out. And remember, no "tidying up"!

Happy Wednesday and
Much Love,
Jennifer

Made Me Glad

This has been the song of my heart of late. The music that goes with it is beautiful, but the words speak to me in so many ways these days. He truly has made me glad, lifted me out of the pit, and set my feet upon a rock. To Him be the praise forever.


"Made Me Glad" words and music by Miriam Webster

I will bless the Lord forever
I will trust him at all times
He has delivered me from all fear
He has set my feet upon a rock
I will not be moved
and I'll say of the Lord

You are my shield, my strength
my portion, deliverer
my shelter, strong tower
my very present help in time of need

Whom have I in heaven but you
There's none I desire besides you
You have made me glad and
I'll say of the Lord

You are my shield, my strength
my portion, deliverer,
my shelter, strong tower
my very present help in time of need

My very present help in time of need

Happy Monday and
Much Love,
Jennifer

McHottie

Just call him McHottie... the media darling of the skies. Yes, that's right folks, I'm married to a real-life celebrity. Before he left on deployment, he was interviewed and featured on our local news, had a big photograph in the regional paper and now THIS. Yes, at his training site the local photographer (a female, no less) was apparently quite *ahem* taken with him and featured him and this picture in the paper there at the place where they were training. All of this, of course, has gotten him quite a bit of good natured ribbing from the fellas. AND from me. AND this is all QUITE funny, because those of you that know Andy know that he is one that shies away from the limelight. He never seeks to be the center of attention and now he is. Poor guy. I think he's quite embarassed by all the hoopla. That's one of the many reasons I love him. However, I did want to share with you the picture that earned him the moniker of "McHottie". I have to say that I'm proud!
(and of course that I love you and miss you more than anything.... I KNOW you're reading this!!!!)
Have a great weekend, y'all.
Happy Saturday and
Much Love,
Jennifer

Conversations

Conversations with a 3 year old are always interesting. Almost without fail. For example the following dialouge took place before naptime a little while ago. Scene: Andrew's bedroom
Mom: You have to take your nap now... no more talking... it is rest time.
Andrew: But mommy there is something bery important that is just making my eyes hurt
Mommy: WHAT?!!!
A: *Big Sigh* Why do giraffes and zebras and elephants and lions and tigers not have any arms? It makes them bery, bery sad. They need arms to hug and they don't have them.
M: Well, that's just the way God made them, and animals don't need to hug.
A: Yes they do because their mommies won't know how much they wuv them if they can't hug
M: Their mommies know they love them in other ways.
A: But why?
M: Mommy doesn't know why sweetheart, we'll just have to ask God one day
A: But I need to ask him now so you need to leave so I can pray to God about it.
M: Okay
A: But I need to hug you BIG with my arms wight now so you won't be sad.
A: Makes loud noises while hugging mommy
A: Mommy I wuv you and I am bery glad you are not a zebra.
M: Me too, sweetheart, me too.

Happy Thursday and
Much Love,

Evolution - A Dove Film

A new film from Dove shows how the "effortless" beauty we see on billboards is actually created. Unbelievable.... no wonder they look so "perfect". Our society is so obsessed with beauty and perfection- this is worth watching. ....The Lord does not see as man sees; for man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart. 1 Samuel 16:7 (NKJV)

Peach State

After a quick jaunt (actually a 6 hr. road trip!!) up the road to the peach state (GA in case you didn't know), we are finally home again! We took in restaurants, a movie, local landmarks and even a state fair. A great time. And may I please suggest that you go see the movie Facing the Giants... Soon. As in now. As in get a babysitter to watch your littles or even take them (my 3 yr. old sat through the entire thing without so much as a peep). It will inspire you, give you a "faith-lift" and even make you cry. I am so thankful for Christians willing to take a stand for their beliefs and make a movie like this.... especially in times like these.
Happy Monday and
Much Love,
Jennifer

Say What?

I was very much bothered by an article I recently read in this
parenting magazine (following is an excerpt.) Is this really what most American men think about their wives? Is this "role reversal" in marriages becoming the societal norm? I find it incredibly sad and so far from the biblical roles of husband and wife. What do you think?

Interviewer: I guess your wife wears the pants in the family?
Husband: Here's how I view our relationship: I'm like a middle manager. I run the household budget and take care of the little things a boss might not notice. While I have the illusion of power, C. (his wife) has the clout to veto what R. (their son) wears, how little C. (their daughter) does her hair, where we go on vacation, and, to be honest, just about everything else. None of this, by the way, has anything to do with the fact that she brings home a paycheck. My wife simply calls the shots- just like yours probably does.

To this I would love to reply to Mr. Interviewer and the general American public that this is NOT the norm in every household. Especially not in mine. I am very comfortable with my role in our home as "Secretary of State" to the "President" who is my husband. It is HE who has the power to do the "vetoing" around here. What about in your home?
Ephesians 5:22-24

Happy Thursday and
Much Love,

Pumpkin Gospel

This is MY kind of "Halloween" Story....

Being a Christian is like being a pumpkin. God lifts you up, takes you in, and washes all the dirt off of you. He opens you up, touches you deep inside and scoops out all the yucky stuff-- including the seeds of doubt, hate, greed, etc. Then He carves you a new smiling face and puts His light inside you to shine for all the world to see. Happy Fall!
Happy Wednesday and
Much Love,

Pumpkins and surprises

What a unbelievable weekend!! Andy got to come home from his training site (en route to another one) for a visit. Woo hoo!! After picking him up at the airport Friday night (or should I say Sat. MORNING since it was about 1230 a.m.- yikes) we had a fabulous day Saturday! We visited the pumpkin patch, ate wonderful fresh seafood (One of the things I loooove about our Gulf Coast) and Andrew got to "dress up" like Daddy (thanks to daddy bringing home a mini Army PT uniform!). He left again today. The time was too short, but so very much enjoyed. My heart was more than full yesterday while watching my beautiful children chase their daddy in the autumn sunlight. We are blessed, and I thank our wonderful Lord for this weekend. Thank you, thank you, for unexpected gifts. Here are some photos of our adventures.
Happy Monday and
Much Love,
Jennifer

Verses Chart

Recently, I decided it was time for little Mr. Andrew to start learning scripture (He recently turned 3). After all, he could quote most of his favorite books, videos and songs to me!! Soooo, we made a bible verse chart. He learns a new scripture every week, and when he can quote it back to me he gets a "star sticker" for the day. He is also required to quote the previous week's verses as well. AND... know what? He Loooooves it! Every 2 weeks, he gets to pick out a "prize" (last week it was a play sword from the dollar store) if he can say all of his verses. We do most all memorization out of the KJV- (I think we've done one from the NIV), but the KJV with its natural cadence and flow is the absolute best for memorization, in my opinion. Are there other ways or techniques that you use to "hide the word" in your children's hearts... songs, rhymes, etc?? If there are, please share!
Happy FRIDAY and
Much Love,
Jennifer

Projects Galore!

So, here are the things I have been/will be working on soon! I think I may have more than enough to keep me busy for a little while, don't you think?

"Bumblebee" Jumper I just finished for miss Anna Kate. It is the VERY first children's clothing item I have made- YAY!

"Little Red Wagons" I am smocking for Andrew

Stocking Kits I will be making for the children's Christmas stockings this year

PJs I am making for Andrew... Is the "bug" material not just the cutest thing ever? (It's flannel!)

So, what do you think.. tips, advice??? Hopefully soon, I'll be showing y'all some "finished projects" !!
Happy Tuesday and
Much Love,
Jennifer

Thank You

Thanks to everyone for your support, prayers and encouraging words. They truly do mean more than you will ever know! I have been blessed with an overwhelming peace, and I know who holds my hand each step of the way. I am so thankful for my amazing family and for our wonderful church family.... I already have a VERY full calendar for the days and weeks to come! We are off to get ready for storytime at the bookstore this morning, but I have LOTS of exciting new projects to share very soon!
Happy Tuesday and
Much Love,
Jennifer

Godspeed

Andy and Kiddos at send-off ceremony

.....We dropped Andy off this morning. We had an absolutely wonderful (WHIRLWIND!) week, and I am looking forward to some much needed REST this weekend. I am doing okay, I suppose- alot better than I was earlier this morning. I know that I have to be strong (even though I DON'T feel like it!), and that there are lots of other women and families going through this with me! Frankly, I am quite glad that that the "deployment clock" started ticking away this morning. Every day is one day closer to him being home! I am so thankful to have all of my family so close, and will have lots of company! Here are some pics from this week's adventures...
Happy Saturday and
Much Love,
Jennifer


Anna Kate running away from Daddy yesterday





Andrew going with Daddy to do "errands" on Monday



Andy outside watching kids play on Friday




Yours truly..... after send -off ceremony Thursday