Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Thursday, September 22, 2011
4th Birthday Bash
The sound of 30 little feet running around our house. We threw one killer 4th birthday party for Sam. 41 people in our backyard...awesome. And I KNOW there's no time clock in baseball...Angie was being creative. The scoreboard was the best part of the party!
Tuesday, September 06, 2011
Lordy Be
We camped in Yellowwood State Forest for Labor Day - beautiful. Two men occupied the site next to us: one looking like an intern pastor at the local Church of Latter Day Saints, the other covered in tattoos with beady eyes and a crooked face. The kind of face you get when you bust out of jail.
We couldn't figure them out, and they kept shouting the Lord's name--not in vain, mind you--at the top of their lungs. Things like, "Glory be to God for fishing!" and "Praise be to Jesus the almighty, let me shout it to the world!"
Matt, hmph-ing, said, "Something ain't right with them." But we camped on. Tyler Brooks joined us, that cute little college kid.
Another guy was walking around the grounds carrying his bible. He smiled wide at me, and said, "You sure have a good looking family there." I could tell he was looking for fellowship, so I kept my nose down and kept camping.
We couldn't figure them out, and they kept shouting the Lord's name--not in vain, mind you--at the top of their lungs. Things like, "Glory be to God for fishing!" and "Praise be to Jesus the almighty, let me shout it to the world!"
Matt, hmph-ing, said, "Something ain't right with them." But we camped on. Tyler Brooks joined us, that cute little college kid.
Another guy was walking around the grounds carrying his bible. He smiled wide at me, and said, "You sure have a good looking family there." I could tell he was looking for fellowship, so I kept my nose down and kept camping. We think we might find another place to camp next time. We keep to ourselves, usually.
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