SERENDIPITY: SUMMER part 2

Friday, September 20, 2013

SUMMER part 2 - GEORGIA!

Log Cabin, widdling sticks

The cousins came to visit. Everytime we are together, someone ends up at the ER. This time it was Tate. No, not at the cabin but at the park. Why?????

Probably cause they just do crazy, cousin things.

Best buds.

Ava made this fort sorta thing.

Woops, did it again. Repeat of a pic, sorry…...

Pole fishing

Bobby is tremendous for just tying hooks, etc.

Our favorite antique mall…….

One of the highlights….Cabbage Patch Baby Land. Just spectacular. Here we are actually watching a real cabbage patch being born. Can you believe we were in time to see it's birth from an actual cabbage?

Who knows what he is thinking. But to be honest, he was a real trooper to be at the babyland for three hours!

My heart will always be in GEORGIA! And as we all know, if God sees fit to give this old 4o year old, soon to be 41, a sweet baby girl, I will call her GEORGIA!!!!!! I think my baby days, at least out of my body, are done. That is another story for another time. Summer days……xoxoxo

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IF by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, or being hated don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise; If you can dream - and not make dreams your master; If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim, If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster and treat those two impostors just the same; If you bear to hear the truth you've spoken twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools; If you can make one heap of all your winnings and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you except the Will which says to them; "Hold on!" If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch, If either foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the earth and everything that's in it, and which is more, you'll be a man, my son!

My Dad

our last christmas, little did we know!! we miss you-you are always in our thoughts. We sold his house, it was as if we had to say goodbye again. Nothing but fond memories. Movie night, hide and go seek, fishing, the beach, pool table, weight room, ice cream, bagels, peach diet iced tea, laughing...simply you. Miss you more than you will ever know. It feels as if it was just yesterday, thank God you are "free". "With your final heartbeat, kiss the world goodbye, go in peace and laugh on Glory's side. And fly to Jesus, fly to Jesus, fly to Jesus and LIVE....." .