Renewing our vows with our pastor.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Our Anniversary
Today is our 21st wedding anniversary. WOW. I have been married to him for more than half my life. Pretty amazing to me, but it is definitely only by God's grace. We went to the coast for a day out on Monday to celebrate since DH had to work today. Below are some pictures from our 20th anniversary party last year that a dear friend and her family gave for us. They told us we were coming to a BBQ so neither one of us dressed up, but our kids knew and they didn't encourage us to dress up either. Oh well, it was a wonderful party anyway. And I could actually say that I was barefoot and pregnant at my wedding, or rather our vow renewals.

Cutting the cake.

Renewing our vows with our pastor.
Renewing our vows with our pastor.
Monday, June 13, 2011
Gender party
Today was the day that the kids threw a Gender Party for DH and I. Basically, when we had our ultrasound done last week we asked the technician to put the gender of the baby into an envelope which we brought home and gave to the kids without looking:). They made a cake for us and colored the batter the correct color of the gender of the baby (ie pink for a girl, blue for a boy). They also took the younger children shopping for little gifts for the baby. When DH and I got home from a day at the beach for our anniversary which is this week, we cut into the cake....So the baby is a....

Even numbers now:)
Even numbers now:)
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Baby #10
Friday, June 10, 2011
Children and Eternity
Along the path of life.
Some would gather roses
And rest from earthly strife.
But I would gather children
From among the thorns of sin;
I would seek a golden curl
And a freckled, toothless grin.
For money cannot enter
Into the land of endless day.
And roses that are gathered
Soon will wilt along the way.
But, oh, the laughing children
As I cross the sunset sea,
And the gates swing wide to heaven,
I can take them in with me.
~Anonymous~
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