Saturday, February 28, 2009


We were able to play outside one day this week.

Going to play.
Climbing the stairs.
Posing for a picture.

Just a swingin'.

Just a sittin'.

Love those cheeks!

Watching his sister play.
She's brave.

Bunny soaked in the sun.

Going back inside is always the hard part.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Thanks Butler.

At first I was going to label this post as 'Loyalty', but then I realized that anyone reading would expect to see a picture of Bunny.
These are pictures of Butler following Ross over to the church.

I know he went in this door.
Maybe he's coming out of another door.

Going to look.
If you throw something out beside the road near our home, Butler will bring it to our doorstep. He usually keeps a random beer can in the yard. He recently drug up the carcass of an unfortunate armadilla. And then just this week he brought this nasty thing to our doorstep. We think it was a cat. Obviously one that was very scared when it took it's final breath. EK called it 'dat durdy cat.'
We have been told that when your dog likes where he lives he will bring you 'presents'. Judging by the gifts that Butler has bestowed upon us, he obviously loves his home.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

The things she says...

The other night I was reading EK a story from her bible story book. It had a picture of Paul standing on a rock and telling the people around him about Jesus.

Me: "You can tell people about Jesus."
EK: (while pointing to the picture) "I can go see them? I gone give Paul a high five."

Another time when we were talking about God...
EK: "I want to go see Him."
Me: "What would you say to Him?"
EK: "I say Boo God!"

EK loves to take messages back and forth between me and Ross. We usually say things like 'tell Daddy I love him' or 'tell Mommy she's pretty'. She calls these messages "the magic word". The other night I was at home by myself with the kids. Emmett was asleep and EK was laying on my bed with me...

EK: "Tell me the magic word, Mommy."
Me: "What do you mean?"
EK: "Say, 'you hot Daddy'."
She then started laughing, sat up, looked toward the bedroom door and said, "You hear dat, Woss?!"

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Daddy/Daughter Date

This is an overdue post. EK and her Daddy went on this date about a week before we ever left on our trip. They took in an Auburn basketball game. EK was so excited and kept talking about seeing Aubie. If you remember, she does love him...from afar. However, when she's face to face with him she gets very scared. You will note that she did get her picture with him this time. Of course, she had her Daddy their to hold onto. They had a great time and she was sure to tell me that the band was "woud".

Little Man didn't go. He stayed with Mommy. He did get decked out in his Auburn gear for a picture with Daddy.

A quick picture before they left.

On the way.

She is so brave. Do notice the death grip that she has on Ross. He said that as they walked away EK said,"Bye Aubie" thru her tears. Then when they got back to their seats she told the kid next to her, "I got my pichure wiv Aubie."

This is EK's first official picture with Aubie. It was taken in December of '07. Different time. Same reaction.

This is also Emmett's first picture with Aubie...we just didn't know it at the time.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Bahamas 2009

Let me just say that we had a phenomenal trip. It was wonderful to get away for a few days with my sweet hubby. Thanks to all of our family who helped with our kids while we were away. As not to lose any readers, I have kept the swimsuit shots to a minimum which wasn't easy to do since we were in such a tropical location. Also note that this is the "2009" trip. I'm all for this being the beginning of a tradition in our family.

One of the views from our resort.

Breakfast in our room. I would never tire of this.

Dining at the Cricketeer's Pub.

We took the ferry over to Sandal's Cay...the island away from the island.

Arriving at the Royal Bohamian Resort and eating at the Royal Cafe'. Everything sounds better if you put 'royal' in front of it.

Our day at Sandal's Cay.

One of the whirlpools.

Scenery at the resort.
Me looking out into the wild blue yonder.

Let me end by saying that my husband rocks for setting up this wonderful (royal) anniversary trip. We had such a great time. However, as always we were ready to see our little ones. We are truly blessed to be able to return to our own little paradise in south Alabama.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Just call me...

Bahama Mama!
I'm updating from the Ft. Lauderdale airport. In about two hours we will be in the bahamas!

Monday, February 2, 2009

Amen and Amen

We had such a wonderful worship service yesterday morning. I wanted to share a quote from A.W. Tozer that Ross used in his sermon:

"That evangelism which draws friendly parallels between the ways of God and the ways of men is false to the Bible and cruel to the souls of its hearers. The faith of Christ does not parallel the world; it intersects it. In coming to Christ we do not bring our old life to a higher plane; we leave it at the cross...We, who preach the gospel must not think of ourselves as public relations agents sent to establish good will between Christ and the world. We must not imagine ourselves commissioned to make Christ acceptable to big business, the press, or the world of sports, or modern entertainment. We are not diplomats, but prophets; and our message is not a compromise, but an ultimatum."

He then ended with this beautiful poem that he wrote himself. Oh how I love this man.
Hands of Mine by W. Ross Kilpatrick

Lord, help these hands of mine
Which cling to worldly things

Which wish to take hold of your good will
Yet resolve to hold to selfish dreams

Lord, help these hands of mine
For divided are their courses

Can one love you, O God
With the other making sinful choices?

For not just one, but both your hands
Expressed a strength that endured the nails

For my sin they gripped my guilt
And demonstrated love that never fails

So, Lord, help these hands of mine
To release these prideful pursuits

Help them take up this cross of surrender, Lord
Help them count the cost and cling to you.