Posh Tots

Okay, I know my taste can be expensive sometimes.... But this catalog is CRAZY!!! I got one of these in the mail today. I found so many cute thing like this pirate ship!

Duncan and Grace would love this pirate ship, unfortunately with its price tag of $52,000, it won't be dropping anchor in our yard anytime soon!

That is unless we win the lottery or something-NOT!!!

September 11th

It is so hard for me to believe that it has been 7 years since that awful day. I will never forget what I was doing and the fear that came over me even though I was so far away from New York. I could feel all the heartbreak of those there and the loss that they were going to experience. I happened to walk into the library and wondered why the ladies were so quiet and watching the TV. The next thing I see is the 2nd plane hitting the tower. I just screamed and ran to my room to call Christopher. My thoughts and prayers are with everyone who lost a friend, husband, wife, or loved one. That day there were so many people who sacrificed their own lives for others and that is what makes Americans so wonderful. Despite all the loss there were so many who lived because God had his angels at work. Today I pray for all those who are hurting. God Bless America!!!

Hurricane Shoes!!!

I found this picture on another blog and I thought it was too funny. Obviously, a hurricane coming is not a laughing matter but I had to share this picture.

My Princess

This is how Grace dressed herself to go to Publix last weekend. Can you stand it???
She is too funny!!

Christopher's 37th Birthday!!!

Here are the pictures from Christopher's birthday. I am really late posting them.

He had a Great Birthday!

Yes, there is a deer on his cake. I couldn't resist! He just loves hunting. So, I thought this would be cute and I knew Duncan would like it as well!

Welcome to Holland

I had a friend send this to me. I am so very thankful for what I have been given!!

It is for every person who has loved and had the privilege of raising a child with any type of disability. I hope it touches your heart...

When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip- to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."
"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."

But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.

So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met. It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around...and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills...and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy...and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away...because the loss of that dream is a very, very significant loss.

But...if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things...about Holland.