We had a pretty good day. Emma has been crying out at 4:30 the last few mornings but I have gotten in the bed with the girls and then we sleep until about 8:30, so I have been sleeping pretty good the last week. The kids played nicely with each other today so that is always helpful. Sam called my dad to wish him a Happy Birthday and he was so cute. Emma had a tea party and it was also cute. I got some video of her playing but it is taking forever to post so I will try later. The girls took two naps and Sam got an afternoon nap. Tomorrow I have to go to the dentist to get my teeth cleaned so the kids are going to Gran and Papa's for a few hours. I am also going to try to run a few errands by myself. I forgot to mention yesterday that Jeremy found out that Sam can go to his school next year even though we do not live in Nashville. They are both pretty excited about that. I however really do not want to think about my little boy going off to Kindergarten. It already is making me sad. My niece Isabel turned six today and that also just seems impossible. I am really glad I get this time to spend with Sam before he goes off to school. Well I need to get Sam to bed. He is still bouncing off the walls so it may take awhile.
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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