Missing my Big Kids

I'm missing our two big kids. Mary has been away, camping with Grampy and Grammy. She's been gone for over a week. Matt just left. He's off with his buddy Caleb, and his dad and grandpa. They're having total boy time, fishing, wake boarding and sleeping in the boat. I know they are having the time of their lives, and I am so happy about that.... but still Mommy misses her babies. ----No little goodnight hugs, no good morning grins, and two empty chairs at the table----- If you think I'm bad, every time I call Mary, Emma yells out, "I WANNA TALK!! I WANNA TALK! I miss Mary!!" And Annie has asked me approximately 36 million times when "When is Mare-wee coming home?" Poor Emma and Annie miss their big sister like crazy, and poor Mary is going to get pounced by them as soon as she gets here!



Last week, Matt came running inside and yelled, "MOM! GRAB YOUR CAMERA AND FOLLOW ME!" I thought for sure I was going to be met with a bear, a slimy frog, a rare bird, a fox or yet another slithering, evil snake. I was wrong on all of the above. Matt walked me outside and said, "Don't turn around, ok?" I agreed and continued to follow him, making sure all along that it wasn't a snake. He only smirked, and with a twinkle in his eyes, he said, "You'll seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." When we arrived at "the spot," he said, "ok! you can turn around!"

I gasped! -And, this picture will not even come close doing it justice.






It was HUGE!








It was Gorgeous!






And I don't think I've ever seen such a perfect one before.






















The biggest, most majestic cloud I've ever seen!


How blessed we are to be able to look up and see "the heavens that declare the glory of God."

We Appreciate you, Krissy

When we were little, mom would occasionally give us a, "We Appreciate You" party. We wouldn't know about this special surprise until we came to the table. If it was your party, you had a red, "you are special plate" at your place. Under that plate, was a pile of notes from each member of the family, telling you how much they love and appreciate you. -Krissy, you've just come to my blog and found a RED PLATE! It's your day, Girl!- I thought I'd throw her a "We Appreciate You" party to celebrate her recent move. Soon, she will have new students to love and care for. Her former class will not be forgotten, and neither will the impact that she has left behind. Since they can't write letters or communicate the words of appreciation themselves, I thought we'd let their faces share how much she is loved.

Krissy, you have forever made a difference in their lives. We always knew you were the best, and now, there are more to join us....
WE LOVE YOU!!!

The British Grenadier

-knock, knock, knock....anyone home?





Oh, look! It's a beautiful princess!



With all the rain we've had around here lately, the little girls set their kingdom up in the living room.

It was plain to see that Emma was the queen.


I stood watching the girls play for a while. I couldn't figure out who or what Annie was. She stood on a little stool, not moving a muscle, silent as a mouse. She stared blankly ahead. Emma moved about the castle, singing away. Annie stood like a robot. She didn't look like she was having any fun at all. Finally, I couldn't stand it any longer and asked Emma the puzzling question. "What is Annie doing?"

"She's my guard," Emma answered.- And let me tell you that Annie took that role seriously...very seriously....almost as serious as the British grenadiers guarding Buckingham Palace.



(apparently Mikey was an innocent bystander)

Don't blink, Annie.

Don't itch.

Don't move a stinkin muscle!

Stand VERY still, baby. -and whatever you do, DON'T sneeze yourself off that stool!!

Hello. We're famous.

Roll out the red carpet, everyone. Here she comes.....


HERE SHE COMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


The ONE.....................And ONLY.......

EMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA




(and the crowd goes wild)


Yes-sireee, we made the front page of the newspaper.

And why shouldn't we? Who could resist a face like that?


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Top 10 Reasons Why I Blog

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Ok, I admit. I'm a horrible blogger. I may even be the worst blogger in Fargo, North Dakota. (wink, wink) What's the purpose of blogging anyways? Well, I'm glad you asked. Here are Becky's top 10 reasons of "Why I blog."

1. Because my friend, DeAnna, was nagging me to death about how much fun she was having, and I fell into peer pressure. Besides, she's really cool, and I want to be like her.

Here she is. My friend, and future mother-in-law to Mikey.

DeAnna, you're such a good friend that, if all the other kids were jumping off the cliff, I would too...BUT, only if you were. That's how much I love ya, girly.


2. The second reason for my blog is right there in the name. I blog for the memories, of course. As I've said in 4,568 posts, time is passing so quickly....



I'll let you in on a little secret... on a quiet evening, I've been known to dip into my own archives, and read away, with the biggest, goofiest grin on my face.





3. I blog because our family is scattered all over the place, and it's a nice way to park it in the cyber living room together.



4. I love blogging because I've found former friends that I haven't seen in years.

5. I blog because photography is fun. I never realized that I had a secret love for my camera. It doesn't always love me, but we're learning. I do have a love for the crop button. There's no greater feeling in the world than eating oreos, and cropping your rear off, all at the same time.




6. I'm only on the sixth one! You mean to tell me I've got another four to go after this? (pullin it outta my ha-at) -that was for you Trish and Kris. Let's see....why does Becky blog.....hmmmm....AH-HA! Blogging is great for the brain. Grammar, spelling, run-on sentences, dangling participles...it's all here.

7. I love Joel.




8. I love Joel.



9. I love Joel.



10. And LASTLY...I blog because... well...simply, because I want to.




I do love to blog, but I also can't be bothered with it when I'm having too much fun. So, this is my political way of squirming out of my "lack of blogging" charge.

Thank you to all my adoring fans....moo-wah!