Category Archives: memories
Blessings in a small, southern town
When we moved to Marietta, we had no idea how much we would love the area. We chose it for the schools, but know that there was a greater reason for our decision. God placed us here to show us … Continue reading
Froday night fun on the square
This sweet little town gets even sweeter in the summer with the return of the Glover Park concert series. The kids have just as much fun as the adults do… And just when you think there’s no more fun to … Continue reading
Saying goodbye to another year of school
Two whole months of summertime bliss…staying up late, sleeping in, endless Popsicles on the porch, sprinklers, grilling out…MORE fun and LESS scheduling!!! Summertime fun, here we come!!!! Sweet goodies to celebrate another fun year at school!
The ice cream truck man
He’s made the prayer list on more than one occasion….he’s the “ice cream truck man” and he doesn’t come around near enough for my crew. But when he does, his music can be heard from miles; squeals of delight come … Continue reading
Hunting eggs at church
MR couldn’t believe that the Easter Bunny hopped all the way to our church to hide hundreds of eggs. “His legs must get real tired”, she said. She wondered why “God didn’t invent a sleigh” for him….or why Santa wouldn’t … Continue reading
Spring break…a little late
The goal of spring break was supposed to be to catch up on housework; to line up dentist and doctors appointments; crank up the lawn mower; plant flowers; and hit the gym. Not one of these activities was crossed off … Continue reading
This one should have been posted a month ago
Yep…behind again. The good news is that we’ve been sick for over a month now so there hasn’t been much to update. The bad news is that we’ve been sick for over a month now and to put it mildly, … Continue reading
Fits, tantrums, messes, and homemade cookies
I knew as soon as I typed a post to brag on my sweet my kids, they would turn on me. Sure enough…MR said she barley noticed my “angry face” today. Apparently I’d been wearing it so long that my … Continue reading