First Hunting Trip

Chris took Campbell on his first dove hunting trip last weekend. Carley was going to go, but had a make up soccer game. Chris asked which she wanted to do and she said play soccer. That's my girl! :) The dog in the background belongs to the guy they went hunting with. Seeing the dog in the truck makes me feel like they were cheating on "Steve" since he is too old to hunt now. :(
Campbell loved it! He didn't like blood on his hands, but who does really??? :)

The cutest first-baseman EVER!

Go Rangers!

Last night was a great night indeed! I was a nervous wreck during the Ranger game. Chris had a meeting so he didn't get home until the 9th inning. The whole game I kept turning the channel when I got nervous! HA! What a wimp, huh? Even though the game was exciting, I was more excited to see the Rangers celebrate the win with sparkling cider and ginger ale instead of champagne so that Josh Hamilton could celebrate with them! I was SOOOOO mad when they celebrated clinching their spot in the playoffs with Josh having to wait out in the hallway because of the beer and champagne. Are you kidding me?!?!? He is huge reason of why they are there in the first place! It made the team look so unsupportive and selfish. However, the team is off my S$@# list and back on my good side now! GO RANGERS!!!!!!

Such a Blessing!

The last miner was just pulled out of the mine! It is such a blessing that they all have made it out and are all relatively healthy. Can you imagine being trapped 2,000 feet below ground for 70 days, in the dark, only eating 2 tsp of tuna each day and battling psychological affects of not knowing when you would be found or rescued?!?! I just can't even begin to comprehend what that must have been like. Just the 15 minute ride up in that amazingly narrow capsule would make me hyperventilate while being pulled up completely surrounded by nothing but rock! I can see myself banging on the cage right when I got to the surface breaking the whole thing. They were all so calm and collected. It is truly amazing.

Thank you, God, for their determination and safety, for the talent you placed in the engineers and rescuers that figured out how to get them out and for blessing their families with their safe return. You are amazing! Amen.

On Strike!

As of today, October 1, I am officially on strike from toilet cleaning. Apparently, four-year olds and 35-year olds both have a hard time hitting a target without splashing all over the place. Then, throw in a 118 lb black lab that likes to drink from the toilet (even when his water bowl is full!) and I END UP CLEANING TWO BIG, YELLOW & HAIRY MESSES!!! NO MORE! It is time to put the disinfectant wipes out for both boys to see and use after each flush. The chick is done with toilets!!!