I am just a girl trying to matter to God, my husband, my kids, family and friends. Sometimes I hop two steps forward and crawl one step back or even have to make a twirl to get back on track. But, I hope to give more than I take and have some fun along the way. Stop by for a couple of dances and cut in when you can.
I met Gregg when I was 17 and have been madly in love with him ever since. He is selfless, works really hard, and will do anything for anyone. He really is “that” nice all the time and he makes me a better person. He loves anything outdoors and runs like Forrest any chance he gets. He makes a mean bbq, dances with the kids to Elmo, and leaves cards for us to find all over the house. He is everything I could have ever dreamed of, and I am so proud to be his wife.
Mr. Christian has bluest eyes and is full of life. He is “all boy” and jumps from one adventure to the next. He loves trains, watermelon, and his blankie. He is polite, kind, and has tons of charisma with his little grin. He is a great big brother and gives in to girls more than they deserve. He is Daddy’s little buddy and the joy of my heart.
Miss Callie is everything I ever dreamed up in a little girl. She is about everything and everybody and never sits still. She loves all things girly, babies, mommy’s cell phone, pink, and her pillow. She has a laugh that starts in her toes and will melt you with her smile. She dances through our house in princess dresses with a pen and pad in her hand. She is mama’s little helper and Daddy’s Sweet Pea.
Cate is the icing on the cake. God knew she would be the perfect compliment to our family. She loves necklaces, animals, and her loveys. She has just enough girly to hang with Callie at her tea parties, but already shows a special bond with her big brother loving his superheros. She is a typical third child getting whatever she wants with those deep dimples of hers.
Gregg has been running for years now. He is a runner, the kind that gets up early in the freezing cold to run around a place he has never been before in between spitting people all for a $3 medal and runner's high. I don't get it, I am not sure I will ever get it. But, he doesn't ask for much, is not high maintenance at all, so I support him in his running habit. He signed up for the 1/2 several months ago and we all planned on cheering him on. Little did we know that we would have a crazy sleepness night in a "swanky" hotel, that provide a crib that you babydoll wouldn't be safe in. It was our first time putting the kids to sleep in the same room. Or should I say, watching them become delirious at all hours of the night because they just couldn't stop crying enough for both of them to fall asleep at the same time. In the end, The Running Man got a couple of hours of sleep with a 30 lb monkey kicking his ribs. But, he didn't complain as he suited up for the race and finished well. I wish I was more like him.
C doesn't do that well when he is tired...bless him.
We stopped off at the zoo in Chattanooga on the way home.
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