tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49477937370432292162024-03-13T22:24:07.254-04:00The Watkins' WorldWe invite you into our world to share what's happening in our lives. Leave us a note and let us know what's happening with you too!Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18230836442914851186noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-88250277704073023432008-08-31T23:28:00.002-04:002008-08-31T23:39:07.320-04:00Look what jumped in my bed Saturday Morning!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/SLtifJD99nI/AAAAAAAAAf8/jFkeU0qtzVI/s1600-h/IMG_1479.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240890878523733618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/SLtifJD99nI/AAAAAAAAAf8/jFkeU0qtzVI/s400/IMG_1479.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Chris and Brady have been on their super-duper, special Father/Son trip since last Wednesday. But that doesn't mean the fun stops for the rest of us. Friday night we had a bunch of kids over for a sleepover and a lot of excitement in the process. Here you see Caroline with her buddies: Piper, Annie and Bridgette. They tried to sneak in and wake me up. But they couldn't fool ME! Hee-Hee! </div><div> </div><div>I learned that a bunch of girls is louder than a bunch of boys. But whatever the bunch I love 'em all! </div><div>Thank God for precious friends like these! By the way, this post is dedicated to my friend, Annie!</div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-84603076470265216912008-08-21T15:03:00.003-04:002008-08-21T15:12:35.432-04:007 Random Things about meThis is for Camille!<br /><br />1. I fall asleep during movies if I watch them after 9:00 p.m.<br />2. I love the smell of babies after they've just been bathed.<br />3. I always wanted a house full of boys!<br />4. I got Garrett's name from a boy I had a crush on in 7th grade. :) (He didn't even know I existed :) )<br />5. If I had been a boy my parents would have named me "Jack" after my Daddy's basketball coach.<br />6. When I first met my husband, I was not really interested in him because I thought he was too handsome and I would never have a chance with him.<br />7. I have never had a favorite color because I can never choose.<br /><br />I tag Terresa Andrews, Sara Anderson, Rhonda Schlosser, Jessica MartinAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-26549320574881174852008-07-29T08:25:00.005-04:002008-07-29T08:33:25.364-04:00Brady Boy and Charlie Bear!<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/SI8NNJv3mcI/AAAAAAAAAfs/-cxDFJscMws/s1600-h/IMG_1305.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228412212006590914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/SI8NNJv3mcI/AAAAAAAAAfs/-cxDFJscMws/s400/IMG_1305.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/SI8NNo_kajI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Tbfa0aZ_ybI/s1600-h/IMG_1308.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228412220393941554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/SI8NNo_kajI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Tbfa0aZ_ybI/s400/IMG_1308.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div> </div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-47623416384856554252008-07-05T23:10:00.001-04:002008-07-05T23:12:36.709-04:00Father's Day Delight<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/SHA3xpuICaI/AAAAAAAAAfU/3KNewBiwWLU/s1600-h/IMG_0736.JPG"><img alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/SHA3xpuICaI/AAAAAAAAAfU/3KNewBiwWLU/s400/IMG_0736.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/SHA3xq5QKsI/AAAAAAAAAfc/_qSg0I07Xq0/s1600-h/IMG_0738.JPG"><img alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/SHA3xq5QKsI/AAAAAAAAAfc/_qSg0I07Xq0/s400/IMG_0738.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><p>The hottest thing at the Watkins house is our new grill.<br />It was Chris's Father's Day present and the best thing of<br />all is that he hasn't had to use it yet. <strong>Riley</strong> has grilled several<br />wonderful meals for us! He and Garrett have become quite the cooks lately.</p><p><br /> </p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-57125526217011160882008-07-05T23:05:00.000-04:002008-07-05T23:05:19.944-04:00More Birthday Ballgame Fun!<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/SHA2b35pIfI/AAAAAAAAAfM/eNA20flZJyM/s1600-h/collage.jpg"><img alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/SHA2b35pIfI/AAAAAAAAAfM/eNA20flZJyM/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-49860345245941428962008-07-05T00:08:00.002-04:002008-07-05T00:15:09.497-04:00The BIG 10 for Brady!<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/SG70bSQzArI/AAAAAAAAAfE/1oMat0RdXYQ/s1600-h/IMG_0968.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219377767764918962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/SG70bSQzArI/AAAAAAAAAfE/1oMat0RdXYQ/s400/IMG_0968.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Brady's birthday was last week and we celebrated with a ballgame, of course-complete with hotdogs, chips and soda. </div><div> </div><div>Brady has some awesome friends and we thank God for each one of them and the influence that they have on him. The kindness of the Lord is seen in Brady's life as he interacts and grows with these special "gifts"from God. </div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-7357850535284137072008-03-10T21:22:00.002-04:002008-03-10T22:14:08.536-04:00Basketball Season '07-'08Garrett, Connor and Riley all played basketball for Crown Athletics this year. Riley played for the JV high school team; Garr for the 8th grade middle school team; and Con for the 6th/7th grade middle school team. <a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R9Xgnq4AzQI/AAAAAAAAAeg/6vsnIsMggIE/s1600-h/garrinaction.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176290318860995842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R9Xgnq4AzQI/AAAAAAAAAeg/6vsnIsMggIE/s400/garrinaction.jpg" border="0" /></a> It was a whirlwind experience for the entire family. We loved watching, playing, cheering, eating pizza, talking with friends (old and new) and meeting John Smoltz again and again. The season ended in February and you may ask, whatever will we do now with all our spare time? Simple, play baseball!<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R9Xgoa4AzRI/AAAAAAAAAeo/CqPQ7WRqGWY/s1600-h/IMG_9449.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176290331745897746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R9Xgoa4AzRI/AAAAAAAAAeo/CqPQ7WRqGWY/s400/IMG_9449.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R9Xgoq4AzSI/AAAAAAAAAew/r9-dWQlQEJQ/s1600-h/IMG_9682.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176290336040865058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R9Xgoq4AzSI/AAAAAAAAAew/r9-dWQlQEJQ/s400/IMG_9682.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-39946336534015657482008-03-10T20:50:00.002-04:002008-03-10T20:57:54.591-04:00Charlie, Smartest Dog in Town?<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R9XX0q4AzPI/AAAAAAAAAeY/6_u70T8_jcI/s1600-h/charlie+the+graduate.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176280646594645234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R9XX0q4AzPI/AAAAAAAAAeY/6_u70T8_jcI/s400/charlie+the+graduate.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Ok, maybe not the smartest dog in town BUT definately making progress. We love our Charlie dog. Connor, Charlie and I have spent the last 8 Sunday afternoons in puppy obedient classes at Petsmart. And while Charlie is not perfect he has learned to come, sit, lay down, walk beside us on a leash (most of the time), "leave", and is learning to "die" when we say "bang!" Whew! I'm tired! </div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-84520948241110876992007-12-31T12:30:00.003-05:002008-03-11T09:01:37.437-04:00Sweet CarolineOur precious girl turned seven in early December, but I have had little time to spend blogging. However, I do not want to miss the opportunity to honor our little sweetie. Caroline is a blessing in so many ways to our family. We are forever changed by the way God has used Caroline in our lives. Her sweet way of thinking of others first, giving gifts from her heart and serving us is cherished by each of us and by her heavenly Father.<br /><br />I remember the first night I spent with her in the hospital when she was born. She looked so much like my boys did as babies yet there was a definite girlie look to her. It was that night that I knew I needed a little girl. I never had a strong desire for a daughter until I looked in her little tiny face that first night. Then my heart was captured. <a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3ku9eC3xaI/AAAAAAAAAcw/RmPRIqQinWE/s1600-h/beautiful.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150199282446878114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3ku9eC3xaI/AAAAAAAAAcw/RmPRIqQinWE/s400/beautiful.jpg" border="0" /></a>She and I have been "tight" ever since. :)<br /><br />She might tell you she's a "Daddy's girl" but I know better. :) Caroline and I love being "da girls" at the Watkins' house. We do girlie things together and she has taught me that being a girl is even more fun when you have someone being a girl with you. Even though our boys (not the Daddy) tease us about being girls and even roll their eyes at us on occasion, we know they really like the fact that we are girly. :) What would they do without us?!<br /><br />Caroline, your Daddy and I love you with all our heart and are amazed and honored that God picked us to lead you through this life as your parents. We rejoice with you as God led you to make the decision last month to ask Jesus to be your Savior. We know that as you trust in Him He will always be faithful. He loves you even more than we do. What an amazing thing He did for us by choosing us to be His children. We can rejoice for all eternity together now. Yea Caroline! Yea God!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kt0uC3xYI/AAAAAAAAAcg/qr5UgTC5LmU/s1600-h/IMG_7665.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150198032611394946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kt0uC3xYI/AAAAAAAAAcg/qr5UgTC5LmU/s400/IMG_7665.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kt0-C3xZI/AAAAAAAAAco/zaFTgEtPv_g/s1600-h/beautiful.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3krouC3xVI/AAAAAAAAAcI/weOmkOIRI2s/s1600-h/IMG_9026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150195627429709138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3krouC3xVI/AAAAAAAAAcI/weOmkOIRI2s/s400/IMG_9026.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3krpOC3xWI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/WqoMwdrJIwE/s1600-h/IMG_9052.JPG"></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3krpuC3xXI/AAAAAAAAAcY/4wLDg6jZcZk/s1600-h/IMG_9002.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br />Caroline with Coach and cousins Elise and Avery<br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kpkeC3xSI/AAAAAAAAAbw/UCEljiTnVQ0/s1600-h/Photo_103107_002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150193355392009506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kpkeC3xSI/AAAAAAAAAbw/UCEljiTnVQ0/s400/Photo_103107_002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kpkuC3xTI/AAAAAAAAAb4/bQAl-rAWXRI/s1600-h/Photo_120807_003.jpg"></a><br />Caroline and Piper (best friends through thick and thin)<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kpk-C3xUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/pDX7cPoIv8M/s1600-h/Photo_120807_005_r1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150193363981944130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kpk-C3xUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/pDX7cPoIv8M/s400/Photo_120807_005_r1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kpH-C3xPI/AAAAAAAAAbY/nAL-HZ6eis8/s1600-h/babbby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150192865765737714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kpH-C3xPI/AAAAAAAAAbY/nAL-HZ6eis8/s400/babbby.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kpH-C3xQI/AAAAAAAAAbg/vMcaIvHcTvg/s1600-h/car.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150192865765737730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kpH-C3xQI/AAAAAAAAAbg/vMcaIvHcTvg/s400/car.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kpIeC3xRI/AAAAAAAAAbo/F5Hbl310aiM/s1600-h/girl.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150192874355672338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kpIeC3xRI/AAAAAAAAAbo/F5Hbl310aiM/s400/girl.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3koyuC3xMI/AAAAAAAAAbA/TBGsz4xYrkI/s1600-h/ballet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150192500693517506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3koyuC3xMI/AAAAAAAAAbA/TBGsz4xYrkI/s400/ballet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3koyuC3xNI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ChaJWh-aRUc/s1600-h/babies.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150192500693517522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3koyuC3xNI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ChaJWh-aRUc/s400/babies.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3koy-C3xOI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/thqCw-IXVus/s1600-h/flower.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150192504988484834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3koy-C3xOI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/thqCw-IXVus/s400/flower.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3koWeC3xJI/AAAAAAAAAao/uALVUgn--08/s1600-h/wedd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150192015362213010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3koWeC3xJI/AAAAAAAAAao/uALVUgn--08/s400/wedd.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3koWeC3xKI/AAAAAAAAAaw/D-VGygvUnbQ/s1600-h/pi.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150192015362213026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3koWeC3xKI/AAAAAAAAAaw/D-VGygvUnbQ/s400/pi.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-41400016760994150102007-12-31T11:57:00.000-05:002008-01-01T16:06:52.246-05:00Our "Garr-Bear"<div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kmyuC3xII/AAAAAAAAAag/FRmOiIZ0iI4/s1600-h/IMG_6693.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150190301670261890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kmyuC3xII/AAAAAAAAAag/FRmOiIZ0iI4/s400/IMG_6693.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kmKeC3xFI/AAAAAAAAAaI/cwMdJEvQjGc/s1600-h/ball.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150189610180527186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kmKeC3xFI/AAAAAAAAAaI/cwMdJEvQjGc/s400/ball.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kmK-C3xGI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/NR_rZqhba0s/s1600-h/IMG_8020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150189618770461794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kmK-C3xGI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/NR_rZqhba0s/s400/IMG_8020.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kmL-C3xHI/AAAAAAAAAaY/8slkSNL8KJE/s1600-h/IMG_6693.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kkveC3xCI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Do0GxUd2Hsk/s1600-h/garr.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150188046812431394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kkveC3xCI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Do0GxUd2Hsk/s400/garr.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kkveC3xDI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/QUg2qOBuyT8/s1600-h/snow.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150188046812431410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kkveC3xDI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/QUg2qOBuyT8/s400/snow.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kkvuC3xEI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ZMdoiqNMRsI/s1600-h/reader.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150188051107398722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kkvuC3xEI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ZMdoiqNMRsI/s400/reader.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>December 5 marked the 14th birthday of our precious Garrett. Garrett is a multi-faceted guy. His interests include everything from sports, fishing, creating, to making us laugh at him and with him. But the thing that stands out to me the most about my Garrett is his merciful heart. The best way I know to tell you about this is to give you a real life example of the tender heart that God has blessed us with through Garr. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>As most of you know, my sweet Mother experienced colon cancer within the last couple of years. She (praise God!!) is doing well now and is back to a somewhat normal lifestyle, which none of us take for granted. When she had her first surgery to take out some of her colon, I went to be there for the surgery. As you can imagine it was a highly emotional time, even though we all felt and knew God's grace in a very tangible way through the entire process. I had planned on just being in Auburn with my parents and sisters for the day of the surgery. But as night rolled around I decided to spend the night with my sister back at my parents' house and return home early, early the next morning in order to homeschool my kids that day. I woke up to a dark, foggy, rainy morning. I was feeling the weight of my mother's situation and was overwhelmed with sadness and pain for her and all of us. To be honest I cried most of the way home as I listened to praise music. I knew God would supply the grace and mercy needed. But it hurt. As I arrived home, having navigated through Atlanta's terrible morning traffic, needless to say I had a weary soul. Chris had already left for work and I knew I had to pull myself together to get through our school day. I walked through the front door feeling very fragile and then I saw my sweet Garrett waiting for me. He had gotten up and was waiting for me on the sofa in the family room. As I sat down next to him, I began to cry again. And as I did, Garrett did not say anything. He simply put his arms around me and cried with me as he continued to hold me. What a gentle man! God blessed me through my merciful son. Nothing he could have said would have been any better or more powerful! His arms around me showed me my Father's love for me. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>God's grace is evident in Garrett's life in other ways also. His passion for life is evident. He takes a strong stand and will not easily be moved when he believes something is true. I see the way God uses Garrett in his friends' lives. The strength God has given him is amazingly blended with God's kindness.<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kkTOC3xAI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZFaizeDFVlI/s1600-h/boys.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150187561481126914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kkTOC3xAI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZFaizeDFVlI/s400/boys.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />We so deeply love you Garrett and are committed to continue to walk with you and lead you to be the man of God that you desire to be. We are encouraged by the fruit we see in your life and give God all the glory for it. I would not trade you in for any other ole boy and am honored and humbled to be your Mom. What joy feels my heart when I think you! Thank you for being my sweetheart! You are dear to me!<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kkTeC3xBI/AAAAAAAAAZo/x_dOUnZ8nyI/s1600-h/cowboy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150187565776094226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kkTeC3xBI/AAAAAAAAAZo/x_dOUnZ8nyI/s400/cowboy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3qrEeC3xmI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/6xiOIL-Ovz8/s1600-h/mamaboy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150617217124517474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3qrEeC3xmI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/6xiOIL-Ovz8/s400/mamaboy.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kjveC3w8I/AAAAAAAAAZA/ikP8fo6Kx10/s1600-h/baby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150186947300803522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kjveC3w8I/AAAAAAAAAZA/ikP8fo6Kx10/s400/baby.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kjvuC3w9I/AAAAAAAAAZI/ZwWCrbPbius/s1600-h/Twain.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150186951595770834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kjvuC3w9I/AAAAAAAAAZI/ZwWCrbPbius/s400/Twain.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kjvuC3w-I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/c22GMmo7-WE/s1600-h/bapt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150186951595770850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kjvuC3w-I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/c22GMmo7-WE/s400/bapt.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3kjQuC3w5I/AAAAAAAAAYo/5Q9lL08NkT4/s1600-h/Twain-0010.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-52369631059577096402007-12-29T18:57:00.000-05:002007-12-29T19:09:52.204-05:00We have a Christmas Baby!<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3bhn5g9wSI/AAAAAAAAAXg/_gMSSSFnbZo/s1600-h/sanacharlie.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149551299514974498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3bhn5g9wSI/AAAAAAAAAXg/_gMSSSFnbZo/s400/sanacharlie.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3bhTZg9wRI/AAAAAAAAAXY/vSyXVHRVxu4/s1600-h/IMG_9069.JPG"></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3bgbZg9wPI/AAAAAAAAAXI/WMitVdB9-kE/s1600-h/charlie.JPG"></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/R3bgb5g9wQI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/F7zdbZu0Njo/s1600-h/IMG_9072.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Here are some shots of the new baby at our house! Chris and I surprised the kids with a labradoodle puppy named Charlie for Christmas. Isn't he adorable? Come see him!</div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-9999673087781956402007-11-16T20:15:00.000-05:002007-11-16T20:23:47.626-05:00Blast from Connor's Past...<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz5CEnVa4VI/AAAAAAAAAUI/MNnal41zj5I/s1600-h/Untitled-20.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133613272294678866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz5CEnVa4VI/AAAAAAAAAUI/MNnal41zj5I/s400/Untitled-20.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz5CEnVa4WI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/UlZQH-0KeEM/s1600-h/dsfdfsdsfdfsasdsdfsdfafasdfsdaf.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133613272294678882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz5CEnVa4WI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/UlZQH-0KeEM/s400/dsfdfsdsfdfsasdsdfsdfafasdfsdaf.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz5BZnVa4TI/AAAAAAAAAT4/tOsB_jVAINA/s1600-h/eieei.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133612533560303922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz5BZnVa4TI/AAAAAAAAAT4/tOsB_jVAINA/s400/eieei.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz5BZ3Va4UI/AAAAAAAAAUA/VD9W57jz1KU/s1600-h/owwowowowowo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133612537855271234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz5BZ3Va4UI/AAAAAAAAAUA/VD9W57jz1KU/s400/owwowowowowo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz5BDXVa4RI/AAAAAAAAATo/dNYsZtqHk00/s1600-h/dsfjdsf_r1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133612151308214546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz5BDXVa4RI/AAAAAAAAATo/dNYsZtqHk00/s400/dsfjdsf_r1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz5BDnVa4SI/AAAAAAAAATw/r38FU5YH36g/s1600-h/untitle+500000.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133612155603181858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz5BDnVa4SI/AAAAAAAAATw/r38FU5YH36g/s400/untitle+500000.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I couldn't resist showing you Connor's smiles from babyhood and beyond. What a cutie-patootie! I love that boy! I love all those boys (and that girl!)!<br /><div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-44852055495883016632007-11-16T09:57:00.000-05:002007-11-16T11:03:25.933-05:00ConMan the 12 year old!<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz24BnVa4PI/AAAAAAAAATY/bk4tMF3x94c/s1600-h/IMG_7784.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133461488150438130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz24BnVa4PI/AAAAAAAAATY/bk4tMF3x94c/s400/IMG_7784.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz24CHVa4QI/AAAAAAAAATg/zufBd6tO6O0/s1600-h/IMG_8125.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133461496740372738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz24CHVa4QI/AAAAAAAAATg/zufBd6tO6O0/s400/IMG_8125.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz22CXVa4NI/AAAAAAAAATI/qMN-5WVzrME/s1600-h/IMG_7666.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133459302012084434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz22CXVa4NI/AAAAAAAAATI/qMN-5WVzrME/s400/IMG_7666.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz22D3Va4OI/AAAAAAAAATQ/eooC3AZVDag/s1600-h/IMG_7752.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133459327781888226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz22D3Va4OI/AAAAAAAAATQ/eooC3AZVDag/s400/IMG_7752.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz20RHVa4LI/AAAAAAAAAS4/vVtq3lLo9tM/s1600-h/IMG_7039.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133457356391899314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz20RHVa4LI/AAAAAAAAAS4/vVtq3lLo9tM/s400/IMG_7039.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz20SnVa4MI/AAAAAAAAATA/Sm2Ip97iZJY/s1600-h/IMG_7714.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133457382161703106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz20SnVa4MI/AAAAAAAAATA/Sm2Ip97iZJY/s400/IMG_7714.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz2xvHVa4JI/AAAAAAAAASo/_PcIwa-HDQk/s1600-h/IMG_8358.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133454573253091474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rz2xvHVa4JI/AAAAAAAAASo/_PcIwa-HDQk/s400/IMG_8358.JPG" border="0" /></a> This month marks the occasion of our sweet, sweet Connor's 12th birthday. Can't believe it was 12 years ago I was holding that chubby, bald baby in my arms. I promise you he practically was born smiling. :) People would alway comment on what a smiley, happy baby he was. He would also let anyone hold him. Little did we know then that was a sign of things to come. What a lover of people our Connor is today!</div><br /><br /><div>His Daddy and I see such a precious gifting from the Lord in His life. His love for people around him, his excitement for life and the joy he has just in trying to live the life God has called him to live is evident. We love being his parents and are honored and privileged to lead this young man into adulthood. What a blessing to have him as OUR son! </div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Connor, we enjoy sharing life with you. I can't tell you in words how much I love you. The sunshine and laughter you bring to us is priceless. I can't imagine our family without you. I tell you often that there is a Connorman space in my heart that only you can fill. Thank you for being my precious son and bringing me much joy. I can't thank God enough for you. I look forward to seeing the man of God that you will be as you continue to follow our Lord and Saviour! You are da Man Con-Con!</div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-68844053262656295332007-10-18T21:08:00.000-04:002007-10-18T22:32:27.442-04:00Blessed beyond Measure!<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RxgWeLCv9JI/AAAAAAAAASg/jRwLhoK8ozA/s1600-h/hhhhaaapppy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122869283750147218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RxgWeLCv9JI/AAAAAAAAASg/jRwLhoK8ozA/s400/hhhhaaapppy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Chris took all of us to celebrate this afternoon at Longhorn Steakhouse for it was a VERY, VERY HAPPY day in the Watkins' home! We finally closed on our old house this morning at 11:00 a.m. The most amazing thing about this closing is the fact that real estate in Atlanta right now is not good at all. That our home was only on the market for 4 months is really a gift from God. We do not take any of this lightly and give our heavenly Father all the glory and honor for this undeserved blessing. We do serve a mighty God and we as a family hope to stay coninually amazed by His grace! He is so good to us!<br /></div><div>Thank you family and friends who have prayed for us during this time. May you also be encouraged by yet another example of God's faithfulness!<br /></div><br /><div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-37478145564426255312007-10-15T22:36:00.000-04:002007-10-15T22:50:35.408-04:00Our Ballerina has her own style!<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RxQmwLCv9FI/AAAAAAAAASA/dYiVUOa4Kpk/s1600-h/IMG_8134.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121761285266994258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RxQmwLCv9FI/AAAAAAAAASA/dYiVUOa4Kpk/s400/IMG_8134.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RxQmxLCv9GI/AAAAAAAAASI/ttCjdHFJg9w/s1600-h/IMG_8131.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121761302446863458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RxQmxLCv9GI/AAAAAAAAASI/ttCjdHFJg9w/s400/IMG_8131.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RxQmy7Cv9HI/AAAAAAAAASQ/7hIQtfiaWQs/s1600-h/IMG_8130.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121761332511634546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RxQmy7Cv9HI/AAAAAAAAASQ/7hIQtfiaWQs/s400/IMG_8130.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Ok, All you Mamas of girls out there have told me this would happen. It's happened....actually it happened a couple of years ago. I just recently have given it up! You know what I mean....given up the battle for style. I mean who really cares if you wear go-go boots (thanks Aunt Jenny) with a leotard and tights. I would not pick this outfit, BUT Caroline would. Believe it or not (I'm sure you Mommys of girls out there have no problem believing this) but this is not the most eccentric thing she has pulled together. I DO draw a line with stripes and plaids or floral and stripes or oh my goodness all kinds of stuff. As Chris says, "There are bigger hills to die on." Oh how tempted I am to climb this hill though. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I do take joy in the fact that God has made my little girl in a unique way to bring glory to Him. I just have to constantly remember that the unique way He made her is not like the way He made me. Neither one of them is right or wrong....just both for His glory in different ways. But somewhere in the Bible doesn't it say we should at least match? :) </div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-42262787587043250382007-10-13T22:37:00.000-04:002007-10-13T22:51:42.990-04:00What a snazzy guy!<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RxGBm7Cv9DI/AAAAAAAAARw/DbgiifxV5xg/s1600-h/riclosehome.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121016756981199922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RxGBm7Cv9DI/AAAAAAAAARw/DbgiifxV5xg/s400/riclosehome.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RxGBnrCv9EI/AAAAAAAAAR4/2VPaJYLy7Nk/s1600-h/IMG_8169.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121016769866101826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RxGBnrCv9EI/AAAAAAAAAR4/2VPaJYLy7Nk/s400/IMG_8169.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div><span></span>One of the joys of being a part of such an awesome school for homeschoolers is being able to have athletics and such things as homecoming football games and dances. Riley and a group of friends went to the homecoming dance at school tonight. They have had swing, ballroom and all kinds of fun dance lessons for the last few weeks offered at school. </div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-23186485699835458742007-10-08T12:17:00.000-04:002007-10-08T13:46:20.578-04:00Girls Weekend in Huntsville, Alabama<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rwpf7bCv9BI/AAAAAAAAARg/f_hxVNYsxI0/s1600-h/joni.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119009400936199186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rwpf7bCv9BI/AAAAAAAAARg/f_hxVNYsxI0/s400/joni.JPG" border="0" /></a> Caroline and I went with Aunt Joni and Avery to visit Aunt Jenny, Elise and Uncle David (who actually went camping for the weekend) in their new town of Huntsville a couple of weeks ago. We visited the Huntsville Botanical Garden where there was a scarecrow exhibit. I love my sweet family and am always thankful for the opportunity to spend time with them!Jenny took all the pics this time cause I forgot my camera. I guess that's why she's not in any of the photos. :(<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RwpeKrCv8_I/AAAAAAAAARQ/UmRvI36c-0I/s1600-h/elise.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119007463905948658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RwpeKrCv8_I/AAAAAAAAARQ/UmRvI36c-0I/s400/elise.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RwpeLbCv9AI/AAAAAAAAARY/HBFt5SZcoCI/s1600-h/lookin.JPG"></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rwpc0rCv89I/AAAAAAAAARA/MOLhYHHom7c/s1600-h/girlsinbota.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119005986437198802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rwpc0rCv89I/AAAAAAAAARA/MOLhYHHom7c/s400/girlsinbota.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rwpc1LCv8-I/AAAAAAAAARI/LSvTvT9O-1g/s1600-h/jancar.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119005995027133410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rwpc1LCv8-I/AAAAAAAAARI/LSvTvT9O-1g/s400/jancar.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-31019372090820162602007-10-08T11:47:00.000-04:002007-10-08T12:16:21.523-04:00Jen, This is for you! :)My friend Jen "tagged" me to post some of my favorite recipes. I am not known for my cooking abilities like some. But these recipes are some of my favorites; so here goes:<br /><br /><strong>Spaghetti Pie</strong> -adapted from my Mom's recipe<br />(This makes 2 pies.......great to take for dinner for someone)<br /><br />2 pounds hamburger meat (or ground turkey)<br />1 jar of your favorite spaghetti sauce<br />12 ounce package of thin spaghetti noodles<br />1/2 stick of margarine or butter<br />2 eggs<br />2 cups of cottage cheese<br />1 cup parmesan cheese<br />1 cup mozzarella cheese<br /><br />Cook spaghetti; drain; stir in butter, eggs and parmesan cheese. Cook meat; drain and add sauce. Put 1/2 of spaghetti mixture in bottom of large pie pan or casserole dish. Add 1/2 of cottage cheese (do not mix). Put 1/2 of meat sauce on top of cottage cheese. Add 1/2 of mozzarella cheese to top of pie. Cook @350 for 30 minutes.<br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>Taco Soup -</strong>this is from my sister Jenny<br />(this also makes a lot and is good to take to someone else)<br /><br />2 pounds gound beef (browned and drained)<br />1 large onion (chopped)<br />2 envelopes Taco seasoning<br />2 envelopes Ranch dressing mix<br />2 cans corn drained<br />2 cans diced tomatos<br />1 can Rotel tomatos (undrained)<br />1 can black beans (undrained)<br />1 can pinto beans (undrained)<br />1 can kidney beans (undrained)<br />2 cups water<br /><br />Simmer 2 hours. Serve with grated cheese, chopped green onions, sour cream, salsa, tortilla chips.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Hot Artichoke Appetizer</strong><br />(this is a yummy dip to take to Caregroup)<br /><br />1 (14-ounce) can artichoke hearts, drained and chopped<br />1/2 teaspoon garlic powder<br />8 ounces cream cheese<br />1 cup Parmesan cheese, grated<br />1 cup mayonaise<br />1/4 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce<br /><br />Mix all ingredients well; then sppon into a lightly greased baking dish. Bake at 350 degrees for 20-30 minutes. Serve with melba toast or tortilla chips.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-26452798992753041202007-10-08T10:53:00.000-04:002007-10-08T13:48:22.187-04:00Baby, Baby!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118988316941743026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RwpMwLCv87I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/emv1vC_WO8o/s400/IMG_8150.JPG" border="0" />Here are a few of the things we have been doing lately! We had the privilege of keeping our sweet friends' children for the weekend last weekend. We ALL enjoyed Robbie, Ally, Chloe, Peyton and Baby Casey. It's so fun to have babies around the house! I don't know who enjoyed it more the boys, Caroline or me! We love you Katie and Ron! Your children were wonderful! You would have been very proud of them! Let us do it again! And yes, we'll even take Peyton again! We ALL get such a kick outta him! He's quite a guy!<br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RwpL9bCv85I/AAAAAAAAAQk/IIfMu4XTrFM/s1600-h/IMG_8142.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118987445063381906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RwpL9bCv85I/AAAAAAAAAQk/IIfMu4XTrFM/s400/IMG_8142.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RwpL97Cv86I/AAAAAAAAAQs/FxmZsLCOzrc/s1600-h/IMG_8145.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118987453653316514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RwpL97Cv86I/AAAAAAAAAQs/FxmZsLCOzrc/s400/IMG_8145.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RwpKdbCv83I/AAAAAAAAAQU/V7ZL9RHvPGw/s1600-h/IMG_8136.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118985795795940210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RwpKdbCv83I/AAAAAAAAAQU/V7ZL9RHvPGw/s400/IMG_8136.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RwpKeLCv84I/AAAAAAAAAQc/1cN6YT7ZZAw/s1600-h/IMG_8139.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118985808680842114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RwpKeLCv84I/AAAAAAAAAQc/1cN6YT7ZZAw/s400/IMG_8139.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-37370662300998246262007-09-14T11:20:00.000-04:002007-09-14T12:51:14.895-04:00Mama and me!<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RuqnMPFVUaI/AAAAAAAAAQI/wChxoLQoPy4/s1600-h/onthewaytoseepauladeen.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110080555854418338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RuqnMPFVUaI/AAAAAAAAAQI/wChxoLQoPy4/s400/onthewaytoseepauladeen.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here's my sweet Mama and me on the way to see <em>Paula Deen Live</em> ( a native Georgia girl on the Food Network) at the Civic Center in downtown Atlanta. After we experienced IKEA (a really cool store) and a yummy lunch at Atlantic Station, we navigated our way through downtown to find the Civic Center all by ourselves. :) Paula Deen, as expected, was very entertaining and did a lot more talking than cooking. And,we in turn, did a lot of laughing.<br /><br />I am grateful to have my mother with me after the last 1 1/2 years which she has been through colon cancer, surgery twice, the treatment for the cancer and the consequences that both have caused. She is such a trooper and a woman of faith, as she continues to lean on God's grace daily with a smile on her face and a concern for others that inspires me regularly. Her example of walking through this trial without complaint but with trust in her big God is amazing. I want to be just like her when I grow up!<br /><div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-25649776537331977942007-09-08T21:51:00.000-04:002007-09-08T22:18:12.025-04:00Tennessee Weekend!<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RuNVBnb8BdI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_FcdhdQk2n0/s1600-h/IMG_8013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108019888622667218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RuNVBnb8BdI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_FcdhdQk2n0/s400/IMG_8013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RuNVCHb8BeI/AAAAAAAAAQA/AD0KqA_oN8s/s1600-h/IMG_8032.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108019897212601826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RuNVCHb8BeI/AAAAAAAAAQA/AD0KqA_oN8s/s400/IMG_8032.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RuNSo3b8BbI/AAAAAAAAAPo/66ATek_uBkQ/s1600-h/IMG_8025.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108017264397649330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RuNSo3b8BbI/AAAAAAAAAPo/66ATek_uBkQ/s400/IMG_8025.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RuNSpHb8BcI/AAAAAAAAAPw/9Qo6GgFPBqI/s1600-h/IMG_8016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108017268692616642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RuNSpHb8BcI/AAAAAAAAAPw/9Qo6GgFPBqI/s400/IMG_8016.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here are some fun shots from our Labor Day weekend! We visited with Chris's Mom, Kay (Kay-Kay) and her hubby Bobby (Papa) in Telico Village, Tennesee and helped clean up their yard, went swimming, ate yummy steaks, watched for critters (actually saw a ground hog) in their amazing backyard and tried out fun, new, tongue-turning blue bubblegum! Kay-Kay and Papa retired and moved to Tennessee about 2 1/2 years ago from Tampa, Florida. We are so blessed to be close to them now and are grateful that they are such a sweet part of our lives.<br />We love you Kay-Kay and Papa!<br /><div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-57595421809004052812007-08-29T17:32:00.000-04:002007-08-29T17:43:07.832-04:00Jummmmmmmmpin' in the rain!<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RtXmknb8BZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/k4q-Xudbr7s/s1600-h/garrcarrain.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104239269430166930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RtXmknb8BZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/k4q-Xudbr7s/s400/garrcarrain.JPG" border="0" /></a> Garrett and Caroline are celebrating being done with school for the day by jumping in the rain! One of my favorite things about Garrett is his playfulness and creativity when it comes to having fun. He is quite an instigator. "Let's go jump on the trampoline in the rain!" was the ploy today! Who could resist? Not Caroline, that's for sure!<br /><div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-78505222730656218492007-08-14T20:36:00.000-04:002007-08-14T21:04:05.364-04:00All Smiles for the First Day of School?<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RsJLuad6EYI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Qs6xD3gJzR4/s1600-h/IMG_7945.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098720988887650690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RsJLuad6EYI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Qs6xD3gJzR4/s400/IMG_7945.JPG" border="0" /></a>School started today at The King's Academy for the Watkins'. Don't they look so excited? They WERE kinda excited but they would never admit it . They wanted me to hurry up and take the "first day" picture so they smiled real big! :)<br /><br />We were all tired when we got home this afternoon. A few of us were so tired we came home and took a nap. I am working on Tuesdays again at the school at the front desk. What a blessing to be able to work at the school and see my cuties and so many other wonderful people. It is truly one of my favorite places to be! I especially love being at the front desk cause I get to see so many people and talk and talk.......one of my very favorite things to do! :) But I am also looking forward to Fridays (my day off)! Look out Starbucks!<br /><br />So here's the lowdown on who is in what grade: Ri -10th grade; Garr- 8th grade; Con-6th grade; Bradyboy-4th grade; and Caroline Marie-1st grade! Yikes! Time is flying by!<br /><br />One of the best parts of my day was when Caroline actually put on her socks and shoes (not flip-flops like she's been wearing all Summer mind you) and didn't freak out cause her "socks didn't feel right" in her shoes! They felt fine! What a great start to the day! Yea! Small things in life can be so big, ya know?!<br /><br />Another great start to the day was that we actually arrived at school in about 12 minutes! Wowee! So cool! I love living closer to school!<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RsJLvKd6EZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Sp-ls2a6IJw/s1600-h/first+day+of+school.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098721001772552594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RsJLvKd6EZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Sp-ls2a6IJw/s400/first+day+of+school.jpg" border="0" /></a>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-28246194606217275432007-08-06T17:16:00.000-04:002007-08-06T21:26:34.980-04:00Silly Girls<span style="font-size:130%;"></span><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RreRR6d6EPI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ovpAIDrryHc/s1600-h/IMG_7904.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095701240331505906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/RreRR6d6EPI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ovpAIDrryHc/s400/IMG_7904.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;">Aunt Jenny, Elise, Nean and Coach came to join us for an awesome weekend of work and fun! We celebrated Nean's birthday with Aunt Joni, Avery and Uncle David too. Nean made her own cake (lemon cheese) (double yum!) and cooked her own birthday dinner (roast, squash casserole, green beans, etc.) What kind of daughters are we? We did give her tickets to see one of her favorite cooks, Paula Deen, at the Civic Center! </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">My family is so sweet to me.....I am such a spoiled girl....Chris and the three older boys worked at the old house painting, laying flooring, pressure washing, etc.; Coach hung pictures; Aunt Joni decorated and hung pictures too; Aunt Jenny did laundry, organized Caroline's room and helped Nean cook; and as for Nean, she cooked and cooked and cooked! Elise even made sure all the blinds in my house were turned the same way.... whew! I had the hard job....I took the kids swimming and went shopping! :) </span>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4947793737043229216.post-36494893397788804082007-07-30T11:45:00.000-04:002007-07-30T20:34:52.297-04:00Afternoon at the Lake<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq6BoJ09u9I/AAAAAAAAANA/xajMSi91tzw/s1600-h/IMG_7783.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093150755435428818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq6BoJ09u9I/AAAAAAAAANA/xajMSi91tzw/s400/IMG_7783.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq6Bop09u-I/AAAAAAAAANI/jSmjo2Y9c4s/s1600-h/IMG_7848.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093150764025363426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq6Bop09u-I/AAAAAAAAANI/jSmjo2Y9c4s/s400/IMG_7848.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq5_sZ09u6I/AAAAAAAAAMo/7WYlIrCI71Q/s1600-h/IMG_7798.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093148629426617250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq5_sZ09u6I/AAAAAAAAAMo/7WYlIrCI71Q/s400/IMG_7798.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq5_s509u7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/fLg8cQbOJWM/s1600-h/IMG_7824.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093148638016551858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq5_s509u7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/fLg8cQbOJWM/s400/IMG_7824.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq5_tp09u8I/AAAAAAAAAM4/bXC2m-GIFpE/s1600-h/IMG_7747.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093148650901453762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq5_tp09u8I/AAAAAAAAAM4/bXC2m-GIFpE/s400/IMG_7747.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq4PSZ09u2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/JMPLX6Ni8iQ/s1600-h/darcyandcon.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093025037447707490" style="CURSOR: hand" height="267" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq4PSZ09u2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/JMPLX6Ni8iQ/s400/darcyandcon.JPG" width="366" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq4PS509u3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WTUgvIZzXBQ/s1600-h/garrup.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093025046037642098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq4PS509u3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WTUgvIZzXBQ/s400/garrup.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq4PUZ09u4I/AAAAAAAAAMY/fQBumZhno60/s1600-h/IMG_7731.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093025071807445890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq4PUZ09u4I/AAAAAAAAAMY/fQBumZhno60/s400/IMG_7731.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq4PU509u5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/tSiR6Z_RWbM/s1600-h/sillyboys.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093025080397380498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq4PU509u5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/tSiR6Z_RWbM/s400/sillyboys.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq4JS509u0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/4NEkyVadIQ0/s1600-h/chrisrope.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093018448967875394" style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px" height="345" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq4JS509u0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/4NEkyVadIQ0/s400/chrisrope.JPG" width="209" border="0" /></a><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq4JTp09u1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/P1nt6TTHvPk/s1600-h/chrisswim.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093018461852777298" style="WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px" height="269" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MunBbuJsWfo/Rq4JTp09u1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/P1nt6TTHvPk/s400/chrisswim.JPG" width="340" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Curtis, Darcy and Clint Mcmillen joined us on the boat Sunday afternoon for some wet fun. The highlights were the rope swing (see Chris above); riding the tube and "mud sliding" in the Georgia clay (yuk!) We thank God for the sweet Mcmillen family and are grateful for their friendship!<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com3