Category: Merrick

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Arkansas Skies

My boy Dane and his boy Merrick went on a road trip to Fayetteville, Arkansas.

They camped a bit on the road and had a lovely time.

Even had a little rain. But who’s afraid of a little rain–right?

Ummmmm….until it changes to a bunch of this nasty looking stuff and we get this text from Dane:

Next I get a scary, very emotional call from Kortney, at home, saying that the guys are in the hotel and the sirens are blaring, the power is off and they’ve been evacuated to a lower hallway. They are crouched on the floor, in the dark with their heads against the wall…praying.

Sent the message out to the ENTIRE family to please, PLEASE, PRAY!

We watched the weather service and it was not looking good. They were expecting the tornado to rip the roof off of the hotel.

Praying. Praying. Praying. Praying. Praying. Praying. Praying. Praying.

Dane is comforting his terrified 7 year old saying, “Be brave, Merrick. Heavenly Father will protect us.”

Then, the miracle happened.

The weatherman said, “Well, would you look at that?! Sometimes a tornado will take a sharp turn and go the other way, for no reason at all. We call that a hook.”

A hook that completely went around Fayetteville.

We call that...a miracle.

Our boys are safe.

Thank you Heavenly Father for being so good to us.

Prayers work.

 

 

 

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My New Flagpole!

So, we had this nasty patch on the side of the driveway that didn’t grow anything but weeds and ugly stuff and was just creepy and embarrassing.

Till one day, my cute boy came over and tilled it all up…

and dug a big, deep hole, and filled it with cement…

for the new flagpole that Rhen gave me for Christmas!!

Christmas AND Mother’s Day all at the same time!  WAHOOOO!

They even hand printed it for me!

Awwwww…I LOVE it!

Thanks boys!! You’re making one of my dreams come true.

It seemed only fitting that my most patriotic son should be the one…

to hang our big, beautiful flag.

I love that it is on the side where the business parking light is. It will shine on our flag all night long.

But the best part…

is the view from my kitchen window.

Love. Love. Love.

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A Knight and His Lady

It seems only right and fair that Dane’s boy would be the noble, chivalrous type. It’s in his blood.

Dane has always been a strong, sturdy fellow–even as a baby.

When he was 18 months old I brought him to the nursery at our church and they directed me to the 3 year old class because he looked to big too be with the babies. “No, no”–I assured them–“he belongs here.”

Each week I would ask the teachers if he was good and kind and they would always give and enthusiastic “Yes, he’s perfect!” I wanted to be sure that, because he was so much bigger than the other babies that he wasn’t being too rough.

One week, I asked the question differently. I said, “Is he playing nicely? He isn’t pushing or anything, right?”

At this, the two ladies looked at each other and smiled. One of them said, “Welllllll he does push sometimes but we let him do it because it’s is so cute.”

I said, “What?! You guys–I don’t want him to do that!”

She said, “The only time he does it is when one of the boys takes a toy from one of the girls. He grabs the toy and gives it back to the girl, then gives the boy a shove. We let him do it because it’s just so sweet and chivalrous. We love our little Lancelot.”

Awwwwww. I had to admit–that was cute.

So now that he has his lady fair–I suppose it just perfect that he is raising the next little noble knight in the realm. Let’s just call him Lancelot 2–the second generation.

Yessiree, kindness and chivalry runs deep in this bunch.

And oh my goodness–it makes me smile.