Football Fun

Our church has started an Upward flag football and cheerleading league this year and today we went to watch my niece cheer and my nephew play. Go Team Power and Razorbacks. :)

Max making an interception.

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Having a toddler in the house sure keeps me on my toes. The girl never stops moving unless she is sleeping. And I am loving it.

And for those of you wondering where Grace has been in my recent posts... Here ya go:

Berryer

BERRYER: Yiddish word which denotes a woman who has excellent homemaking skills. Considered a compliment in the pre-feminist era.
While on a walk with Grace, who was adorable with her sunglasses and snack cup full of goldfish and raisins, I had a thought, "I am finally doing my dream job. I am a homemaker."
I grew up like girls today who are told you can do anything, be anything... the sky's the limit. This often means pick a good career, i.e. teacher, lawyer, doctor. Being a stay at home mom was never on the dream career list, but it never mattered to me if my chosen profession wasn't highly acclaimed. However, one of the lessons I have learned is that life is never what you pictured it would be. My dream job looked something like this: 

Notice the husband comes home to a neatly dressed wife, dinner is ready, and though not pictured. the whole house is clean and the kids are waiting in the background being little angels. Well, like I said, life is never how you pictured it. I haven't been caught up on laundry since the beginning of August. I try to at least have an idea what we are going to have for dinner, but sometimes hot dogs and apple slices is the best I can come up with.

Another thing, I have been soooo tired lately. I figure it has something to do with growing a human being, but dishes still have the audacity to pile up despite my noble endeavor. So instead of the perfect homemaker, I feel like this:

 

Despite my seeming lack of skills, or rather motivation in my chosen profession, I wouldn't trade it for anything. My daughter brings such joy to my day, and I couldn't have married a more wonderful man. Before too long I will get to meet our new little one and begin a whole new adventure. I thank God every day for so many blessings. 

So after passing through the kitchen and ignoring the pile of dishes that is now overflowing from my sink and covering all my counters and doing a single load of just underwear because I am officially completely out of clean ones, I can still feel i did my job well because I made my daughter laugh and hey, sometimes hot dogs just taste good.

True love stories never have endings. -Richard Bach

My little sister is getting married. I can't believe it. I think I've dreamed about this day almost as much as my own. Getting to help with all the planning. Going dress shopping and helping her find that one dress that makes her eyes sparkle. Being the maid of honor... you get the picture. I can still remember the days we would play house with our baby dolls and imaginary husbands. We were two lucky girls too, because my dad built us THE COOLEST playhouse EVER. All you girls out there would be jealous if you could have seen this thing. It was up on stilts in our front yard, had a dutch door, a real glass window and a loft. I mean can it get better than that? Even just writing about it brings a huge smile to my face. And I had the perfect playmate. Oh we had our share of fights, like any siblings, but I loved having her around. Brad you are one lucky man. Andrea is going to make you such a great wife. She is funny, knows how to cook, loves adventure, and is one of the most beautiful girls I know. We are lucky too I guess :) to add such a great guy to our family. So congratulations Andrea and Brad. Here's to counting down the days till you say "I do".