Monday, February 28, 2011

I do not like grieving

Uggh...I have wanted to write this all week but haven't mustered up the courage to sit and gather my thoughts. I had wanted to get these thoughts out before my emotions were too crazy but this morning all has happened. My pawpaw(grandpa) is gone. It has been a long hard road for him and I am rejoicing that he is no longer in pain and is probably teeing up on the third hole in heaven!! Much deserved. I have spent a few nights this week thinking about him. I think about how as a little girl I would hide behind the corner(instead of playing with my sis and other cousin), trying to hear his stories. That's way more interesting to me. I wanted to take it all in. He saw amazing things. He fought. He flew planes....named after my Mawmaw. Man...who wouldn't want to hear his stories. I respected him. A lot! I never liked being far from him and Mawmaw so I cherished every single trip to see them or time we spent fishing. I remember him at Curecante creek.We'd sit and fish...or should I say..."try" to fish like him. But never could we compare to his natural relaxed skill. I was about 8 and he had a bucket of little brookies. He walked up and asked me to learn how to clean them out. only a good teacher would do, handed me the bucket and told me to clean them all and then I could come have lunch. I got good at cleanin fish! And I was starving...but you don't have to be starving to salivate over Mawmaws cookin. I wish I could've learned more from him. Never liked "Grandparents Day" at school because I never had any near me to come. I cherish those fishing trips and those long drives to Texas to be with him and Mawmaw. I always bragged about him. He was the most amazing golfer to me...still is. There are two things I loved to hear him talk about but never wanted to be in competition with him in....Fishing and Golfing...never! I loved to hear his story of the game he played against Lee Trevino...and of course how his team won. And the best part is that he kept the $100 bill in his wallet signed by Lee...only Pawpaw! He's amazing. He left so much here to be thought about. He left a legacy. I know there are relatives who lived closer to him and may have seen his mistakes and faults...we all have them and even though I know about some of those things I pray to see him through the eyes of a little child and the eyes of grace and mercy of our Savior Jesus Christ whom I know Pawpaw loved. His legacy goes on as I sit with myson and tell him about his fishing and golf stories andsome day his war stories. I thank the Lord that God created G.E. Reed to be my Pawpaw.

His war stories are unbelievable and so wonderful to hear over and over. I am grateful that my folks took the time to record him telling stories for hours years ago so I would have them forever. I have a few other pictures of planes he probably flew...but their names and what was painted on them...a bit inappropriate!! HA!

Gaylon Reed....well earned medals!!!

This has to be my favorite story to's long and someday I will write it. To tell it shortly...he brought home a bomb!!! WHAT? It had not gone off when it hit the ground next to his plane and he decided to pack it and bring it home in is luggage!! His mom freaked and had the actual bomb burried in the back yard!

This was the last time we got to see him almost 2 years was a blessing and tough for me. So thankful that he knew who I was...even though he didn't understand that I was married! Sweet sweet are amazing to me.

I love you dearly Pawpaw. I miss you.

Monday, February 21, 2011

11 Months OLD!!! Oh my goodness almost 1!!!

Yep...little Isaiah Aaron is 11 months and soooo fun!!! Here are a few pic's pre-first hair cut! He did so good. He's such a mellow baby who loves to fake laugh, growl like a dinosaur, make hillarious faces at his siblings to get them to laugh and is more adventurous and fearless than his sister was and that freaks me OUT!! Crazy kiddo! He's super close to walking and is determined to climb the stairs even if he falls down them. He's a great eater!!! Man he loves food and so wishes he could eat everything the other kiddos are eating! Loves his big boy sippy cups...yeh NO BOTTLES! And has six teeth(working on two more). So enjoy the fun pictures!!!

Yeppers...our one and only thumb sucker who tugs his ears too! Cutie
Fun picture while Rachel was twirling balloons around!

So this is after haircut...just a real quick buzz to get rid of the mullet...still a line but he looks so much older now! Never cried at all...

Monday, February 7, 2011

Rachel's new hair cut

How would this be impactful if I didn't have a before picture...but the newest one is of her on the POT! Ha ha ha. She may not like me when she's in high school for this but it's still cute. So her hair has sweet curls and has been fun for her daddy and I to see but when it gets super long it is so fine that it just goes flat and crazy. So in looking for ideas to keep her still a little girl and sweet as of course she is...we went short. SO FUN! She stayed still pretty well....but we did have to resort in the laptop playing a short movie so I could add layers. So FUN! Enjoy.

Here is the right after pic where it is super curls!
And today she wanted it curled with my curling iron so now you can see the cut.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

ok...pre super bowl story

So...we are awaiting the start to the Super Bowl and I had to share a great story! Last night before bed Malachi's book of choice was "Go Dog Go" a Dr. Suess book and he wanted to read it to me!!! So as I pointed to each word he read...35 pages...HE READ!! CRAZY...he had a few words he struggled with such as "over" and "again" but once he sounded them out he kept reading!! So awesome. I was just amazed that he was reading words. I am of course so proud of this but mostly proud that he spends car trips teaching Rachel how to spell. Cutest ever...sitting in the front listening to him say a word and say each letter as she repeats! So fun.

When will I just trust.....

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