Friends, I saw on another person's blog the idea of a "Wordless Wednesday." This is similar to its cousin "Flashback Friday." The name of the day tells it all. I think I might do some of both, but today after seeing Elizabeth enjoy a piece of chocolate chip dessert pizza, I had no doubt which to start with. Thus, I give you, "Wordless Wednesday":
One of the greatest Texas traditions is cute kids and bluebonnets in the Spring. Yesterday, my dear friend Amber and I (along with a new friend, Diane) took our babies out to a great patch near Independence, TX, and took lots and lots of pics! Amber's baby, Carson, is a cutie. He has a killer smile, and he's super friendly. See below! 
Amber is an awesome mommy! She really loves Carson, and he knows it!!
Then, my kiddos had a great time. Elizabeth took off her shoes and scampered in the grass and flowers. Sadly, she wound up with many ant bites. She's doing much better today, just red little marks on her feet where those nasty ants had a field day. 
This last one cracks me up. Amber brought a bunny as a prop for the pics. Elizabeth took a real shine to the bunny. ( I must say he was very life-like.) She put him out in the "field" and asked us to take a picture. So creative and funny!
Friends, allow me to begin by apologizing for how long it's been since my last update. I knew it'd been a while when I went to type in the address of my blog, and had to stop and think about what it was. EEK! Thanks for your patience and (gentle?) prodding to get back in the game. It is much appreciated. :)
And without further ado, allow me to tell you what we did tonight. Some of you know that Matt is out of the country. He is in East Asia getting the awesome opportunity to meet with and teach national believers. He and a couple of other pastors have been there since last Wednesday. He returns this Friday. A long time, you say? Well, not when you have awesome friends like the Uptons who invite you out to dinner, not just to eat but to see the Chick-Fil-A cow!! Seriously, this was such a sweet and fun evening. We couldn't have asked for a better evening: good food, good friends, a 6-foot cow decorated for St. Patrick's Day... Check it out below!
This one's for Daddy!
Here you see Maxwell and Elizabeth lovin' on this cow. Seriously, their joy for him was contagious. :)
Then, somehow they got the cow to dance with them.
Not wanting to be outdone, Abigail also interacted with the cow. Frankly, I was impressed that for one so small, she had no qualms about getting cozy with something that was quite literally 5x her size.
Meet "Dr. Katie."
Dr. Katie is skilled in many health-promoting and life-saving techniques, which she learned at medical school when she was only three! If you are sick, you definitely want Dr. Katie around to diagnose and treat your malady.
And it's good that Dr. Katie was around last Tuesday, because she had a seriously ill patient on her hands.
Dr. Katie immediately set to work. First, check the reflexes:
Now, examine the lungs and the heart. Either of these could be the source of the sickness.
Now, make sure to write everything down in your chart. Otherwise there will be no record of the treatment or the patient. You don't want to forget anything!
Ultimately, Dr. Katie determined that her patient was "very very sick." She gave her some shots and a band-aid and within a few minutes the patient was up and around.
Thanks, Dr. Katie! (Also, a special shout-out to "Nurse Melissa," who is sometimes known as "Daddy." Why he had to be a female nurse, we're not certain, but it gave everybody a laugh).
Some things have been rumbling around in my head for a few days, and I think it's because I need to come clean.
1. I have no idea what Abigail does in her crib at naptime. Seriously. She might be sleeping; she might not be sleeping. I really don't know. See, Abigail can hear the carpet crunch, so when I put her in bed for a nap, I close the door all the way. I don't go check on her at all. Not at all. She broke me of that habit a long time ago. I used to slowly open the door to peek in on my precious sleeping baby, only to find her looking back at me. When I closed the door, the crying commenced. Eek. Then, I used to prop her door open ever so slightly with a small, squishy purple letter P left intentionally at the bottom of the door. But the Child would look through the small slit in the door to see if anyone was around. So now we find ourselves where we are now. I would love to see my sweet one in respose; however, I am left to this pattern.
2. Abigail loves beans, but she will likely never eat them at home. I can almost hear her grandmothers' responses as they read this, "Send the child to my house. I'll feed her beans!!" And that's exactly what may have to happen because right now the child only gets beans when we are out at a Mexican food restaurant. Poor thing. It's true that whatever the Momma doesn't like usually doesn't make it onto the dinner table. This is the fate of beans, chinese food, and asparagus in our house. Who's with me?
3. I eat like a toddler...and I like it. This week, my lunches included pizza, chicken fingers, and french fries. And I'm eating pizza tomorrow for lunch. (I already know because we have plans with our Aggies.) I really prefer comfort food to healthy stuff that may contain something green. I eat green stuff because I know I should and because I feel better when I do, but secretly inside I just want cheese and bread.
Whew! I feel a lot better after all this cyber-honesty. But I fear that if I keep confessing like this, you just might lose respect for me. So I'm gonna cut it off here. Thanks for reading. Feel free to confess, too. They say it's good for the soul.
