Thursday, January 30, 2014

May 2013-The Beach Part 2 (Picture Overload)


Maybe this whole catching up thing is not a good idea....to do on the eve of the third day of school being closed due to weather, blogging about the beach. Sheesh, depressing much? But the best thing about this vacation is that we didn't do anything. We were at the beach pretty much the whole time.


























This is the moment where Abram learned the phrase "Holy Crap!" from his father. Who then tried to play it off like he said, "Holy Crab!" Nice try, but in his defense it was huge!








We were there during nesting season! We made our traditional candy store trip, and went to Forsyth Park where there just happened to be an outdoor concert going on!



























There was some wave riding......and some wave jumping....



And then it was time to say goodbye..




May 2013-The Beach

Have I ever mentioned I love Tybee Island? Because I do. It's just outside Savannah. The water is not clear, the sand is not white. But if you go at the right time, it's not crowded. It's the cutest little town, and something about it just makes me sigh and happy. You can drive into Savannah for a bit of history and moss covered trees, it's not hustling and bustling-because it's the South. If only in my mind, things seem to slow down a bit-and cell phones get ignored. This past year we went right after school let out. It was a perfect time to go-no crowds, and lots of adventures.






















This is one of my favorite pictures. There was an empty room no one claimed in the house because the kids wanted to be together.







May 2013 Circle G Ranch

We have been several times, and it never gets old. This time we took my parents. And my mom rode a camel with Abram and Kris rode with Reese. It was one of those perfect days. The weather was perfect, everyone was in a good mood, and I pretty much laughed all morning long.



























As a side note, I am grateful for pictures to remind me of funny stories I would be killed if I published.

Hello, Old Friend

Wow, I feel like I am writing in my journal-with the exception that it has probably been longer. My entries are always, "Dear Journal, Sorry it has been so long-a lot has happened..."and then I blurt out life events, or that I am too tired to get up to speed. The motivation to get back to blogging was inspired by a first grade project the parents my son was assigned. A timeline of significant events from his birth. I was SO GRATEFUL I had a blog to look back to-and although the project itself brought me to the point of insanity and the realization I could never homeschool-it was really fun to look back to stories I had forgotten and laugh with my kiddos at cute moments.

There is also something very comforting to look back at what you have written, trials you have faced, times you have grown. It is also very therapeutic to have place where you can just be real. A "semi-private" place where you can go to say what you feel without judgment (unless others comment harshly, I guess), and possibly help others who are struggling with the same thing. I was "put out" with my blog, because somehow I managed to lose my friends list, and re write the look of it, and cannot find the plain, "old school" look anywhere. Oh well. I keep promising myself that I will make this into a book-I need to get on that.

So the next couple of weeks, I will try to update the past few months with long picture posts. It's disappointing really. I will try to recollect the memories that have gone unwritten. We have had a crazy past few months, and I want to remember-remember many things, but especially how the Lord really knows who I am and what I need. And even when I am struggling-especially when I am struggling-when I take the time to look around-He is and has been, right beside me all along.