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The World’ Greatest…..Dad

I Know It’s Father’s Day….but….

This is not the worlds greatest picture, but it is the best I could do for now. This is my Mom…the original

“Mammo”. Today would have been her 95th birthday. She was born, June 15, 1913 in Colorado City, Texas. Erin and Brody called her “Mammo” and when they had children, the name just stuck and now I am proud to carry on that name.

She was a strong, stubborn Texan and when my parents argued my Dad would call her “Texas”. I am not quite sure what that was about, but it really stuck with me. I don’t remember thinking that there was anything that she could not do. She was an excellent cook, from down home to Mexican food. She made the very best chile rellanos, one at a time, so only one person could eat at a time. She baked every day, I mean everyday. My Dad loved for her to bake. She gardened, sewed, I could come up with an idea for a dress during the day and she would make a pattern out of newspaper and I could wear the dress the next day. She kept a house, took care of the car, was heavily involved in anything I was and she loved. She loved bowling for a time, after her 70’s, was opinionated and lacked tact, but she loved. I don’t think I saw more love from anyone when our kids were born. The love she felt for Erin and Brody was beyond compare. I don’t think they would doubt that even now.

There are many things that I wish she had not missed, like her great grands. She would have been very proud of Erin and Brody, loved their spouses and oh my, loved these kids, all of them. I am also very glad she was not here for atleast one thing, the needless shooting death of my nephew, her eldest grandson. That was a life changing happening in our family and I am glad she missed it here.

Anyway, I am glad she is with the Lord today. Miss her greatly. She had several saying that have lasted all through my life and I am so grateful for those. She did not come to know the Lord until her early 70’s and that was such a gift. Thank you, Lord.

I did not mean this to be a downer on Father’s Day….it’s not meant to be a downer at all. I loved her, we all still do. Just didn’t want her to be forgotten today.

I Have Been Tagged…

I am relatively new to blogging. So it was to my surprise that Amy “tagged” me today. I even needed to look back at her blog to see what that meant. So here is my first attempt at this….

Ok the rules. Once you’ve been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird, random, facts, habits or goals about yourself. At the end, choose 6 people to be tagged, list their names & why you tagged them. Don’t forget to leave them a comment saying “You’re it!” & to go read your blog. You cannot tag the person that tagged you, so since you’re not allowed to tag me back; let me know when you are done so I can go read YOUR weird/random/odd facts, habits and goals.

Anyway, here’s my best shot.

1. I, too, just like my son have random thought..I can be thinking of one thing and immediately be in deep thought about something else. It has been a challenge for Mike to follow me, but after all these years, now just stops me and says, “wait, where are we?”

2. Many times when I buy new clothes, I will keep them in the bag and hang them on the closet door knob, sometimes for a week before I look at them again…why? no idea.

3. I cannot stand fancy food. I came from Southern parents and I love down home cooking.

4. I shower, bathe, and then shower again everytime I shower.

5. I have very sensitive feet and cannot stand to have them massaged, it hurts.

6. One of my favorite smells ever is the smell of rain on the earth, that sweet “dirt” smell.

7. The look of watercolor bring me great joy. I have very little talent in it, but I love the look of it.

8. I love things clean and organized, but have very little organizational skills.

9. Dogs are some of my favorite people.

10. One of my favorite snacks, all of my life, has been lemon cut up with a little salt, laying of a peanut butter covered soda cracker….Mmmmmm. I learned this from my mom.

I am going to tag…….

Kristin — my daughter-in-love. She loves this stuff when she has time to do it.

Annie –Cause I have known her almost all her life and want to know more.

Brody — Cause it would make him not look very good if he didn’t answer his Mom….!

Randy — Cannot wait to find out anything more weird about this young man. Love you, Ran.

Sam — I find her very interesting and want to know more.

Which is farther, Tennessee or Heaven?

I could not help but add this to today’s post.

Pictured above is 1) Zion Brody and Blue and 2) Aiden Cole and Zion. Zion is 4years old and does not really understand why his cousins are so far away.

Erin dropped Zion off at our house before taking Noah and his friends to see Prince Caspian, thinking Zion may be too young. He asked if Blue, Aiden and Cooper Trey were coming to Noah’s Birthday party. I said no, they cannot come. Zion wanted to know why. I said, “Because they live in Tennessee, and that is far away.” Zion replied,  “Oh, man !  Is Tennessee as far away as heaven? I want to see them.” I don’t know, baby, but sometimes it feels like it, huh? Love that comes from the Lord does not have bounds. No matter how old or young we are, or how many miles away we may be, His love is everlasting, strong and heart felt. I love that we can see the love that even our little ones have for each other. It’s His love, pure and simple. “Whoever then humbles himself as this child, he is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.” Matt 18:4

Thank you, Zion for reminding me how much you can love. Thank you, Lord for Zion…….and Noah, and Trinity ….and Bluey …..and Aiden……and Cooper Trey….and Ragan…and Sam….and Warren. Please remind me to love them as You do…

Happy 10th, Noah.

Noah John….How much do we love you? It started with him. We will say that to our grands and they respond….”bigger than the whole, wide world”. We are not exaggerating. We do!!!!

Noah is 10 years old today. When he was first born, Harold worked nights. Erin would bring Noah over so he could have quiet to sleep. I could not wait. I even said I could not breath that day until I saw him. My life has only changed in that there more of these precious little people to love.

Noah is “scary” smart. He can figure math problems in his head before I can write them down. I have said before he can make cities out of Lincoln Logs and likes to mix up two different 100 piece puzzles and put them together because it is more challenging. He loves to read and do “word searches”. He loves video games and swimming. He is sensitive and caring.

I have prayed since he was born that he would follow after his namesakes. Noah and John….how much stronger can he be? I pray that he will have the same strong faith that those saints had. That he will love the Lord with all his heart, soul, mind and strength. We are very proud of this precious guy and know that God has a wonderful plan for him.

We love you, our sweet no-knees.

Wordless Wednesday

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