Love is in the air....

My sweet boys get so excited when Dad comes home. It is so cute and one of those things you never ever want to forget. So tonight, I captured the moment. Nothing beats hearing the sound of little feet running toward the door while their excited little voices call your name.

On this note, I must tell you Shawn is one of the most amazing people I have ever known. We have something that is anything but ordinary. I have never questioned whether this is where I am supposed to be. God did an amazing job! He is a wonderful father and loves our boys more than life itself. These past 8 1/2 years I have seen him turn into a man....a man of God, a man of faith, and a man of love. I shot this picture and thought to myself, that if I died today this is the picture I would hold in my mind. This is my little piece of heaven on earth. What sweet boys.


Soooooo.......how do they get so sweet??? You be the judge:)


Nana's special valentine for Dominick was a solid 1Ib chocolate fish. What a catch!!!



Dylan got a Micky Mouse box of chocolate. He won't let anyone near it!!




They just arrived home from their Valentine party at Ms. Kathy's!!! Boy did they have fun:)





Silly! Silly! Silly!

Happy Valentines Day!

Attention All Mom's

I was feeling totally frustrated with the boys today! Pardon the reference to the name of the blog but they are soooo WILD! I went to my friend Alice's blog and felt like we had the same exact day!!! A comment was left by one of her other friends (Shannon)that I just had to post.
This is for all those tough days of being a mommy......

:To you, my friend, who is also a mom,
You are going to make it. I know it's hard, and overwhelming. I know there are days when it's everything you can do not to cringe when you hear "mo-om" yelled from across the house. I know there are days when you think you can't possibly change another dirty diaper, cut the crust off a sandwich, or wipe a runny nose, but YOU CAN.You can, because you do. There's nobody else around, after all, and it's got to be done. You will find the reserves, you'll find the ability, because that's who you are and what you do.
Not very comforting, is it? But God has not given you a job that you cannot fulfill, if you don't depend on Him. I know it's a lot- He knows it's a lot- but He promised. You can provide exactly what every little soul in your home needs for the day. Their physical needs, their spiritual ones- all the hugs and kisses and chocolate chip cookies to bake and books to be read-- it's all something you can do. He promises us that He won't give us more than we can bear- and yes, motherhood is at times, something to bear. It yields many rewards, and it's a wonderful blessing, but there's no denying, it's work.
Sometimes that load is heavy, and that's okay. It's okay to struggle beneath it, to feel like there are days when you're just trying to soldier through the pain of it-- as long as you keep on, keep going, hold it together one more day, sunrise to sunset...Sometimes survival is success.But sometimes... those days, the hardest ones, are the days that God is giving you opportunities. Opportunities to work on that patience you've been praying for. Days to be compassionate, and forgiving-- days when He gives you moments to trust Him, to work out those verses on servanthood you've been reading in your Bible. He's giving you time to be more like Jesus, kind and longsuffering.
Take those opportunities.Bite your tongue.Soften your heart.Gentle your hands.Open your ears, and eyes.Remember that God has given you this day, and the tools for it, and we should be glad and rejoice in it.I pray for you, my friend, that what is a struggle today will be a joy tomorrow. I am proud of you, and I know that your children will rise up and call you blessed for this day's work. Be strong and encouraged, you are up to the task! You can do this, and do it well, and be better for it.
The work, well, it's temporary. The dirty diapers go away. The tying of shoelaces, the endless laundry, the forty-thousandth spilled cup... it's all a finite moment. But, the reward is eternal. Your labor will be seen for all eternity in the hearts of your children, in their obedience to Christ, in their joyful thanksgiving. You will share with them the inheritance of Jesus, infinitely. What greater reward is there for a mother than to see her children sanctified and joined with Christ in heaven?
Don't give up now. Let us run with patience the race that is set before us... for the finish line is bright, and nearer than we know. Angels and saints cheer us forward, and Jesus waits to welcome us home."
Love, Shannon

Pardon the nakedness......he tossed his pants:)

Making a mess is what boys do best. However.....as they grow older they learn not to laugh with delight.(At least not out loud!)