I have one quick story. A few minutes ago Sam and Emma were in her room and we heard Emma screaming and Sam saying he was sorry and we heard kissing noises. They both came running in the living room and Emma is still screaming. So we ask Sam what happened and he said she bit him so he bit her back like I told him to do. Jeremy was trying to get out of them what exactly happened and Emma is just screaming. Samuel starts to walk out of the room and he looks at me and says, "Mom this is your fault." I had to laugh.
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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