not two,
but three Easter egg hunts.
It was a beautiful Easter weekend in which we were able to reflect on the sacrifice out Savior made for us and the blessings we receive from that event.
Est. 1999
not two,
but three Easter egg hunts.
It was a beautiful Easter weekend in which we were able to reflect on the sacrifice out Savior made for us and the blessings we receive from that event.

Christmas Morning:
The kids all got a lot of fun toys. Each year we give the girls new pajamas on Christmas Eve and this year I decided to make them. The girls got new dolls from Santa and the dolls were wearing matching pajamas. Santa must have seen me making them and had his elves make matching ones for their new dolls. The girls thought that was so cool! Way to go elves.
Then....Logan and Ben got to stay at our house for a week while Wes and Kate went on a cruise with Kate's family. The boys went back and forth between our house and Grandma and Papa's house. We played hard and had a lot of fun.
We rode bikes and took trips to the park
We walked a couple miles around Brazos Bend State Park to see and touch alligators. 
We put all the kids to work raking leaves and then we had to play in them, of course.
What a great Christmas vacation!
And said this, "Mom, I drew a picture of you...MAD!"
Uhhh, what does this mean? Is this how she sees me, with psycho eyes and an intense mad mouth? There's nothing like getting a mood check from your 3 year old. I thought about the day and how it had gone and I guess she was slightly justified in drawing "mad mom" Twice that day she had gone running to the bathroom in a panic, only to make it as far as...right in front of the toilet. One of those times she had her dress on ready to go to church. ARGHHH!
After seeing this sad drawing of myself, I realized I need to try and be more patient with her. Life can be so short and I need to sit back and enjoy every day. I try to remind myself that these are the easy days compared to what's ahead. I hope next time she draws a picture of me it's a little different.
And to top it off, while in the middle of an intense game of Zilch, a really fun dice game, Chloe started yelling my name from the bathroom. I was in the process of rolling what I thought was going to be the winning roll and yelled for Ryan to go check on her. He goes to check on her and starts yelling for me to come and see. I go look and Chloe had made a mad dash for the bathroom only to make it as far as, I bet you can guess, right in front of the toilet.
Despite all the craziness, we ate delicious food, spent quality time with family, and expressed thanks for the wonderful blessings we have in our lives.