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Jesus is here! {a 2 week devotional following Christmas}


Truly…this is my MOST favorite time of the year!! The days that follow His birth…celebrating His birth…such hope–such excitement…such wonder. Our gift to you…a free 2 week devotional for you and your sweet family. Don’t pack up those wisemen or baby Jesus from the Nativity just yet!! Print this off and journey to Jesus together:

It’s such a sweet tradition moving the wisemen through your home closer to Jesus.

But the best of all–is coming together each night and sharing with your little ones how each of you saw Jesus that day. I love entering into the new year with this habit of looking for Jesus throughout the day! And starting the new year like this–it seems to overflow into our entire year! We even keep our little treasure box in our living room to add to it throughout the year when we see Jesus in different ways through answered prayer, through random people and through times with Him in very real ways!!

I hope you each had a beautiful blessed Christmas!!!


Merry Christmas,



Donkey Ho-te {our daily farm funny}

I can’t make this stuff up:) A funny for your day…phone all to vet…

Me: Um–yes ma’am–we’d love to have our donkey…fixed…I mean castrated…I mean gelded.

(Disclaimer: Y’all–I’m so uncomfortable with this farm animal talk that it’s funny!)

Vet: (snickering at my discomfort): Well–we can do that! Okay–let’s get some details in our system–does your donkey…have a name?

Me: Why yes he does! (laughing) I’m almost embarrassed to say. It’s Don Quixote. Or Donkey Ho-te. However you like to say it or spell it…it’s fine. Funny right?

Vet: Um. I don’t understand. Can you just spell it please?

Me: DON QUIXOTE!!! You remember–it’s classic literature…Spanish literature that you learned in school…get it? Don Quixote!!!! ????

Vet: Um–I don’t know what you are talking about. Please just spell it.


My funny TOTALLY bombed.

Y’all. It’s funny!!!

Know your classic literature. Y’all–my barn school will soon be open for all y’all;).


The Best Homeschool Day…EVER

Today might very well go down in history as our most favorite homeschool day ever. MIND YOU…I was cross-eyed half of it as it’s never easy (kudos to you homeschool mommas who are always on top of it–but this mom is NOT and for me homeschooling can be painful refinement but so stinkin’ sweet all packaged in one!) I must document though our most grand day in a very long time:

1. I high vaulted over a fence when donkey decided he didn’t want to be brushed and thought he was a bull (sorry–no pictures of that one…but Greg Pierce and Debra Pierce have both seen it before–and I should have been in track–minus the back flop). If you like essential oils–might I recommend Arctic Ice for your muscle pains and injuries. Just donkey…I know he may not look intimidating–but he nips and he isn’t scared to nudge you until he gets his way.

IMG_5217This is more like it;)…I’ll try to get a pic of him bucking and showing his teeth off;)



2. Parker used his Swiss army knife cut the end of an excellent vine in the woods (a few years ago it was the tip of his thumb–but today it was a vine!)–making another subject for our school as we spent HOURS swinging on it!–Still debating on subject names of this…but trust me–it requires skillz with a big Z;). If you are a friend on Instagram–I humbled myself and posted the video of my turn. NOT pretty. BUT hilarious.

Loo bear makes it look easy and even graceful.


I on the other hand–like to show you what it’s really like…

Not My Proudest Moment Short Clip

3. Spark, the long lost gerbil, decided his days of rebellion were over–and walked up to the front door and returned home (children’s book and potential move to follow). We rejoiced at the prodigal gerbil and whatever happened for the last 5 weeks in the outdoors…freezing lows last week…the dog outside most days—and who knows what else–he survived and literally was waited on our front porch for us…exactly how we prayed for his return 5 weeks ago when I challenge the kids to pray big! The kids want to write a book about his 5 week adventure now…we saw him almost every day–but catching him was impossible–until today–he was ready to come home I guess:)


4. We transformed the homeschool room into a workshop–because we have a jolly old reader coming to our homeschool on Friday and we want him to feel at home;). And we have a handful of girls who will be transformed into Sugarplum Fairies as we celebrate Loo turning 9–who will need to twirl in their PJs in Santa’s workshop too;). It took a group effort to make transform the school room into Santa’s workshop…but we did it:).


THIS ALL in a school day! Homeschooling is by far the hardest job I’ve ever had-but I’m savoring up these memories we are making together! So thankful. And one day I’m gonna really, really miss this!

Stay well. Have fun. And live each moment to the fullest…life is truly the most grand adventure!

We have a busy, busy weekend ahead with the boys starting basketball season and Loo bear in 3 more Nutcracker shows! She has totally shined and played her role well! We couldn’t be more proud of our party child!Here’s a pic from one of last weekend’s shows! No cameras are aloud during the show–but I snagged her while volunteering as she was running behind the scenes! Loo rocked the wig and Victorian clothing don’t ya think;)?!





The night you were born {it’s a…GIRL!}

My sweet girl.

Oh my. I always do this. I stay up until the clock strikes midnight–so I can go up to your room…look at my princess sleeping…and be the first to whisper happy birthday. It makes me sleep better:). And I just love remembering–so I have to write it down for you.

I will never forget the night you were born. I thought you would complete our family–and we’d never grow again:). Little did I know there would be THREE more brothers to follow you. And you already had a big brother chomping at the BIT to meet you!! He was just 14 months old when you were born and that little stinker with his year long colic–he had JUST started sleeping through the night. And then…you came.

We didn’t find out whether you were a boy or a girl. We wanted it to be a surprise–but deep down…I confess…my heart longed for a princess. (Now I have to laugh that we have 4 boys–and you are still the princess! We would be lost without you!

Okay–*I* would be lost without you! And I guessed you’d be a tomboy having a brother just 14 months ahead and many to follow…but nope–100% princess you are! I’d love you no matter what personality you’d have of course…but I have to say I love picking out different shades of pinks with you and using your ballerina practices as my little get away:). Watching you dance takes my breath away.

Oh the night you were born…

You decided to come in the middle of the night. So we called the our best friends and neighbors to come over and sleep at our house while Parker slept–because I didn’t want to wake him and I knew you might not wait until the morning either. We rushed to the hospital–but as soon as we checked in–you decided you’d rather sleep. So we slept for a bit too. Aunt April came–she’s exactly 14 months older than me too–and she was there bright and early with treats and good reads to help me pass the time.

The doctor came in and told Richard he really should go get something to eat because he’d need his energy as it looked like it’d be a long day and quite awhile until you decided to come again. I begged to differ…and knew you were coming much sooner–I could just sense it. (And boy was I right!)

Nana and Papa came pretty early from Alabama, and they had mischievous looks on their faces–and momma knows how to read them…and I knew something was wrong.

Our sweet friend keeping Parker had gotten him out of his crib and had fallen with him down our flight of stairs….but everyone had promised not to let me know until after delivery. ONLY a momma senses these things and squeezed the information out of your Nana and Papa.

Your brother was in the ER at Children’s in the hospital next door–and since the doc said it’d be awhile–I decided I’d go to the ER to check on my other baby. Only the nurses said I needed to stay put. SO–I convinced Papa and Nana to forgo being in the waiting room while you were born and instead–to go be with Parker in the ER in the hospital next door while I waited for you to arrive. Oh this momma’s heart was so torn!! I couldn’t wait for you to come–but I was so worried about your brother. Thankfully he just had deep bruises on his legs and that was the reason he wasn’t walking. No breaks! BUT I’d definitely have my hands full the first week you were home!

Your daddy had gone to the cafeteria to eat–and he called a buddy (Watson Barker) to come meet him for an early lunch. It’s right then that I KNEW you were coming. I told your Aunt April you were coming, and she reminded me the doc said it’s be 7-8 HOURS. I asked her if she’d like to take a peak because I was CERTAIN you were coming–and she laughed and grabbed a nurse;).

Your momma was RIGHT! According to the nurses, you were coming!!

Aunt April panicked! The nurses and doc started suiting up robes and gloves. And I squealed that your daddy was doing WHAT??? Eating in the cafeteria!!! YES he needed his energy doc–but he also needed to be right HERE right NOW!!

I called him on his cell…and he sent me to VOICEMAIL.

I called him a 2nd time…and he sent me to VOICEMAIL…again!

I called him a 3rd time…and what do you know–VOICEMAIL a 3rd time!

Later I would ask him what on EARTH was he thinking sending his laboring wife to voicemail and he’d say, “I thought you were just going to beg me for a sweet tea and I was eating with Watson and knew you could only have ice.” UM. Not a smart move RICHARD! (You know he’ll never hear the end of this one!)

Aunt April called him on HER cell phone and he knew something must be happening–and she told him I was in full-blown labor and they were asking me to push with or without him. So he came running. ONLY…he got on the elevator with a sweet old man that pushed 10 buttons! Serves him right! hahah!!

By the time Richard ran in the room, you were already almost here–but thankfully he did run in the room just in time for the most perfect baby girl to enter the world! He was so out of sorts for almost missing the birth that he forgot to tell me whether you were a boy or a girl and he just stood there dumbfounded and the DOCTOR had to help him out!! I had to ask TWICE, “What is the baby!?” and finally I heard the words, “It’s a baby girl” after the doc coached the shocked and out of breath daddy what to say.

My heart melted.


I know you might get tired of hearing that you are my only, baby girl.

I know you might get tired of listening to me fret and ask you to be careful when you do this or that.

But you must know it’s only because I love you to pieces–and you are my baby girl.

You were and are absolutely perfect to us and for us.

Nine years ago today…you changed our lives forever…


And daddy sir…I love you…and you are forgiven…(oh my he was such a BABY at just 27 years old!!!)


And off we went…to start our life as a family of 4…with our little girl…


And in just a few days Parker was just fine walking again–and he couldn’t WAIT to play with you…


9 years.

It has gone by in a BLINK.

And I realize now–that i just have 9 more with you until you leave for college.

Half way there.

What a joy it is to get to be your mommy.

It’s midnight! I must run upstairs to be the first to tell you!!

Happy birthday to our most precious baby girl!


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