We had a good day. We woke up around 8:00 and then I made a big breakfast. We ate around 9:30 and then Emma and I went down for a nap at about 10. I did not mean to sleep so long, but we woke up 3 hours later! I guess my body knows that it will not be getting much sleep the next week. After we woke up we went to Wal-Mart for a couple of items and then we went to the church to get one of the vans for our trip. When we got home I took the kids car seats out to wash the covers on them. Well the kids thought it was so neat to have their seats in the house. They sat in them while they watched TV and ate some chips. They played in the seats for over an hour. Well I think I am all packed. We are leaving at 9 in morning. I am very excited to see my sister. My brother-in-law, Aaron, has not met Emma yet so he is in for a treat. We are taking 12 teenagers with us. We will be working at a Homeless Shelter next week . These trips are very tiring but very rewarding and fun. We are only going 6 hours tomorrow and then stopping to stay the night and finish the trip on Sunday. Sam and Emma are staying at my sister's house with Aaron's mom while we are staying at a local church in Oklahoma City. Well I will not be able to post while I am gone but
Monday, July 24, 2017
It is always hard jumping back into a blog post because there is always so much that has happened since the last time that I posted. We have had a pretty major change in our family in the last month, but there is another sort of change that has inspired this post this morning. I cut my hair yesterday. I know life shattering isn't it? I know it seems so trivial, but the truth is the Lord revealed something to me that I have never really thought about. I love my hair. We have made some memories over my 39 years. It actually started the moment I was being born and the doctor told my mom that I had a full set of black hair. Given the fact that my brother and sister who came before me were both bald headed, I think my mom made a comment to the doctor about if he was sure I was hers. My very first compliment was about my hair! I lived my young life with nice thick hair. Sometimes it was long and sometimes it was cut short. My Pawpaw used to call me Pete Rose because I had the bowl cut ...
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