We'll start with the boys. Sandy, that handsome hard working man is still as handsome as ever. He is still self employed. Have I mentioned that self employment is heavenly? Now there's that minor detail of finances, but really who cares. I love that he is home on all my days off; even if he's working in his office.
Christian turned 13 in July- I am so proud of that kid he is becoming an awesome young man. He has worked so hard to overcome his dyslexia; this year he is doing amazing in school and rarely wants our help with his homework. Let me tell you, that right there is A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!
The girls have been busy too. Noelle turned 16. CRAZY! When I look at that beautiful girl I can hardly believe she is ours. She is so much fun, and has matured into a wonderful young lady.
Faith (my sis), Noelle, & Krissy (my newest sis)
Gracie girl turned 9. She is a pure joy. She's hilarious and can be a bit, shall we say, unfiltered. The other day she assured me that she would probably meet her husband on Christianmingle.com. I'm glad she has that figured out, ya know I thought she'd probably meet her future husband in college. Silly me.
I've been busy too. I switched positions at church, and now I am the hospitality ministry leader. It's been a big change, and a whole bunch of fun.
We also randomly decided to sell our house to buy a farm. I figured we would get some chickens, two cows, a few fruit trees and call it good. Sandy could learn how to bring in the hay, bale the hay, whatever. Now buying a farm is not easy as one may think. First, you have that big casting vision piece with the good ole spouse. That was easy, all I had to do was say I would be in the kitchen whipping up some homemade pies and such. Sandy was in. Now Noelle, had to be all practical, and mentioned that she didn't think it was wise to buy cows as I have an aversion to all animals. She kindly recommended I start with a chicken. Whatever.
With great anticipation we began our farm hunt. Well, one thing we did not factor into the equation was our budget. You see, I had glorious vision of a spacious farmhouse with a wraparound porch. Tulips and daffodils would surround the porch in the spring, giving way to heirloom roses and hydrangeas in the summer.
Problem was the b-word kept getting in the way. We would travel to the farmhouses in our budget only to find rundown, funky smelling shanties in their place.