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.
This is my post on Vance Bradford Fite II, not junior for those who are interested. He was basically my early birthday present when I was 14. He basically had two moms and for that I am truly sorry. Whatever Mom didn't catch, I sure did and vice versa. But, he did learn to appreciate that I could also help mom see his side as he got older. He has always been a great little brother, even though he isn't all that little and hasn't been for sometime. But, don't let that fool you, he is a black belt in Karate and do backflips. But, he will always be Little V to me, and so far he doesn't seem to care that everyone still calls him Little Vance. I mean by now, we should have started calling him Teenage Vance or Twenty Vance, but Little seemed to stick. He has Mom's smile but is a mini-me of his Dad(Big Vance). He has a heart the size of Texas and drives hours in the middle of the night from Tennessee to make sure he doesn't miss the important stuff. He brings loud or HUGE toys that the kids love and gets joy out of doing it. He has grown into an honorable man, that I love and respect. He is everyone's friend and has been known to sit with the kid who is sitting by himself or bring a friend home for the holidays since they had no where to go. I hope I teach our kids that everyone is equal and worthy. Little has always believed that. He is a rock star and hopes to make it someday. I hope he does too cause I can still remember him with his toy guitar singing with his Dad. He loves his Mama, Mac and Cheese and Carmel Coffees. His Kindergarden teacher had a word to describe each kid and his was Enthusiasm...it fits him well.
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