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Friday, March 27, 2009

Spring Break at Gran' and Pop's

Dalton spent Spring Break with Gran' and Pop while Mom and Dad enjoyed some rest and relaxation. Pop and Dalton had a photo shoot one day outside. I think these pictures are great! I especially love the one of Dalton on Pop's police car. Pop said that he would turn on his lights and siren every afternoon when he got home. Dalton loved that! I think they all had a great time, including his Mom and Dad!



Gran' and Pop have been working very hard on their new deck. This was a life-saver this week because it rained so much they could not play in the yard, but they had a great time playing with bubbles on the new deck.
How cute is this?

Look how big this deck is! Gran' is still working on getting it fixed up with plants, flowers, and furniture . But in the meantime, it was a great place for a little boy to run and play all week!

Oh yah, the first night he was back home, we were praying with him before he went to bed and he said he wanted to pray for Gran' and Pop. Dad started praying for Gran' and Pop and Dalton popped his head up and said "And Cocoa too!" (that's Gran's dog) We prayed that Cocoa would begin to adjust to not having Dalton around this week. I think he will spend a lot of time sleeping!

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

8 wonderful years!

March 17, 2001...a day that changed my life forever. I married John Herring. We met officially on December 31, 1999 at a New Year's Eve Party hosted by Christy Treat's mom and dad. I say "officially" because John and I went to CBC at the same time, however, he was a senior and I was a freshman and we just never met up. Then the summer of 1999, I sang in a Praise Band at the church he was on staff at the time. I remember when he got up to speak, I just had this sobering feeling come over me. I know God was preparing me to meet up with him again.


On the night of the New Year's Eve Party, John and I met each other on the stairs. We talked about where we knew each other from and I ask him to come down stairs and play games with us. We had a great time that night and I hoped that we would see each other again. The next Wednesday night at church I asked Christy about John. She said he was available and she asked if she could give him my phone number. She called Kristen, his sister-in-law, and gave her my phone number. Kristen asked John if there was anyone at the party that he was interested in. Thank goodness he said me! She said, "If I give you her phone number, will you call her?" He said he would and we had our first date January 7, 2000. We dated 9 months, he proposed on October 7, 2000 and we were married March 17, 2001. I remember after our first date, I came home to my roommates, Arlyn and Lisa, and said, "If I don't marry John Herring, I want to marry someone just like him."
John Herring is a wonderful man. He is a child of God and lives for Him everyday. He loves me and shows me and tells me that everyday. He is a wonderful daddy to Dalton. He loves Oasis Church and loves reaching people for Christ. He enjoys the outdoors, playing games, playing the bass guitar, trumpet, violin, and french horn. I began praying for my future husband in the 10th grade and John is everything I prayed for and more. He is my best friend. I love coming home to him everyday and living my life with him.
John is very good at writing poems. He has written several for me, but my all time favorite is the first one he wrote for me while we were dating that he gave me on my birthday. I loved it so much I memorized it. Here it is:
My Answered Prayer

Long ago I prayed a prayer
that the Lord would let me share
my life with one who would truly care
and together we would make a pair.

Often times I stand in awe
of God from whom all blessings fall
He gave me more than hay or straw
He gave me his treasure when you I saw.

Very soon I would realize
what I almost failed to recognize
that when I looked into your eyes
my answered prayer materialized.

Everyday I thank my Lord
for bringing you into my world
And now I know I can't afford
to live without you
I never could.

I love you, babe! Thanks for a wonderful 8 years. I look forward to many more!

Fashion for less

I have become a follower of a blog called Kelly's Korner. She posted an article about fashion for less and put tips on how to dress for less. She asked for more tips on how others dress for less. She loves to shop at Wal-Mart. I am loving the consignment store in North Little Rock called Name Brands, Second Hand. I bought 3 shirts for me there last week for under $5o total. I also took some of my own clothes there to consign and earn money too! It's a win-win situation. I have learned what's junk for one person is TREASURE to another. I also am learning how to make my old clothes look good with new jewelry. My friend, Cindy, is a Premier Jewelry consultant and hooks me up with some very fashionable and timeless jewelry. When it comes to clothes for Dalton, I shopped at Rhea Lana's Consignment last month and racked up on some clothes for him for the summer. They looked brand new and he loved them! He tells everyone he sees, "See my new shoes!" I love bargain shopping!

Monday, March 9, 2009

Dalton's first fishn' trip

We are loving this beautiful weather lately. It's been nearly impossible to get Dalton to come in when he gets home in the afternoons. One day last week, he walked outside and said, "Mama, it's a beautiful day!" Even a small child can see how beautiful God's creation is! Our neighbor, Mr. Norm, put a "bug" in Dalton's ear today about going fishing. Well, Dalton did not have to twist his dad's arm too much to talk him into going. He said, "I go fishin' dadda?" Who can resist that? And it just so happened that our new church has a wonderful pond stocked with fish, perfect for a little boy's first fishing trip.



He tried calling the fish like you do a dog... "Come here, fish!"


Reeling in a "big one!"




Helping dad hold the fishing pole


This fishing makes you hungry!


"One, two, three, four, five......


....Daddy caught a fish alive....


six, seven, eight, nine, ten....Daddy threw it back again."

He had a great time and he kept asking, "Where my fishin' pole?" Sounds like a good find for the Easter Bunny to me!