Go Daddy! No, not the company; the DOUGIE! Yep, my rocket man got recognized for his efforts with NASA. WOW, so proud of him.
He just gets better with age. XO
I just got another article published at GCU about School Boards. Not super exciting, but hey, or HAY, I still finished it and they liked it. That’s a bonus.
And then there’s my art bug. Yep, the is my happy place; when I’m drawing. (Well, since I can’t have many fun foods anymore, and I feel kind of yucky sometimes). Drawing it my outlet.
I have been working on this, and now I finished. Here it is!
There has been such growth in Tatum’s creativity. Her imaginative mind continues to blow me away.
She wrote this small story one day while sitting at the island.
The Cursed Child: Chapter One : 5th period
Carson walked over. “Punk!” I quickly closed my folder, his eyes followed my hand. “Hey man, what’s your problem!” I stared back down. Carson stared, his eyes boring holes in my head. “What you hiding,punk!” Silence. “WHAT ARE YOU HIDING !!!” Silence. He pulled hard at the folder. Silence. He snatched the folder. Silence. He opened it. I smiled. Here I was sitting in Science class with a bully who was 3 times bigger than me and I had the nerve to smile! Who was I? King of England? No. I was a twelve year old boy in seventh grade. I took my last breath then stood up.
As I slammed my locker Carson walked up. “Punk, I read your poem, and I think you should have it back .” I stared as he shoved tiny little pieces of my poem into my chest.
I had to write a WHOLE STORY for homework. I wrote about how much I hate homework because it takes so long. My sister pounded on my door. “Who is it?” Her muffled voice came. I stared at the door and gradually opened the door. “Mily I have homework to do !” She stared down at the paper and then turned back at me. A giggle came from her throat. “What?” She held the paper up. “What is a -“ I covered her mouth with my hand. A figure was hanging from my window! Mily screamed.
I woke up to a huge pile of glass on my bed. My hand was bleeding! Then I passed out.
My mom was putting a wet towel over my forehead when I woke up . “Lemmy needs a new “ but that was all I had heard because just then a figure chocked my dad.
MOVIES!
Moreover, she is now making movies playing all sorts of characters. She uses props right outside our door or stuff we already own.
Her sound effects and audio clips inserted make it really come alive..and make it funny too!
We believe turning lemons in to lemonade. What choice do we have? Tatum and I have been going through incredible health challenges the past two weeks. From insomnia, viruses, fatigue, nausea, vomiting…you name it.
Yes, she’s walking around the house with a jacket on, and then the next minute she’s burning up.
But, we are still writing, smiling, reading, and watching worship videos.
She’s also been keeping up on all of her school work! She just finished a cute essay on an invention she has: THE READRAMA…so creative. MY KIDDO’S BRAIN!
She’s also preparing her room for Valentines’ Day. She loves love; Loves to love on us and her birdie.
I pray we get over this soon. It’s time for the lemonade to start flowing because we keep our eyes on HIM> We love you, Jesus and we know what YOU ALLOW YOU REDEEM! AMEN!
The official Tatum Hay 11th year old birthday party arrived today! January 20, 2024
OH and I was nervosa! Why? Because the WHOLE week prior, Tatum had the flu, and just yesterday, I had a fever. WE prayed and prayed for miracle healing.
Well, I woke up feeling a bit better, and Tatum seemed fine. In fact, I walked into her room expecting her to be sleeping because she wanted to “sleep in” today. She was playing pretend with her pictures (with Rio of course!)
After our morning hug, I took out Coopy and this God art welcomed my morning.
Yes, God is in this place.
Tatum’s gifts to all the kids was a mini video game, but she included a gratitude card in each envelope. Liam, Vivian, Felicity, Hayden.
I made her a fun little brekkie with triangle tortillas, peanut butter, blackberries and a weeeeeee bit of coffee. HEE!
We headed to Glow Putt Golf to meet our friends!
Hayden, Felicity and Vivian came, and we waited for Liam. HI LIAM!
Ok< PUTT PUTT GO!!! I’m going home to meet Pita Jungle and Daddy’s going to hang with the kids.
I love you Bumby!
This year, I was all about convenience, and Pita Jungle came to the rescue.
Now, I bought some yummy pita wraps, and do you think the kids ate anything? Hmmmm??
Well, a few chips and a couple tablespoons of hummus went on a couple of plates and that was it. Srsly? They wanted to PLAY!
OK! But you know what? They had so much fun, and since it was so cold, the party migrated inside.
Cooper got involved in the floor games, and that made him so happy! Now, Tatum did not want any type of cake cupcake cookie or baked good. NOPE! It was to be a sundae bar!!!
Happy BIRTHDAY !!!!!!
OH the joy of control! (in the amount of whipped cream, right!?
AND>>>> THE JOY! She hasn’t had dairy in ages, and she said, “IT’S WORTH IT, MOMMY!” Can you tell?
Tatum gave little gifts to everyone, and Hayden just loved it!
I was so impressed with the kindness of each child. EACH ONE looked me in the eye and thanked me. They were so polite. She has wonderful taste in friends.
Later, we hit Barnes and Noble so she could spend her gift cards, and then it was play time!
One of her gifts from GLOW PUTT was this sword. She wants to fight off the bad guys! HA! Daddy? NO way, she’s defending for HIM! Such a good daughter. HEE!
Watch out, Daddy, he’s on your belly! ZWAPPP!!!
The day ended with HEDGE HUGS.
I love you. We love you. WE ALL LOVE YOU, LOVEBUG!
I set the timer for 15 minutes and told her to just free write. I said to write about a mom and her two kids.
BOOM…off she went.
I love HOW she writes. Man. She has a gift, and I tell her to keep it up!
The table
A girl about 26 wearing blue jeans and a ruffled green shirt sat down in a chair. Her face was covered in blood and her eyes were swollen.
The first thing that I saw was my mother and father dressed up in black clothes and their faces all red. I saw my sister clenching my father so hard her knuckles were white. I saw my brother crying in my father’s arms. There I was 3 days old looking around for the first time. My mother had said I was special, for I had heard her.
I had learned how to sit up by two months old. And I could walk by 5 months old. There was no doubt about it I was the most special kid on earth. Everywhere I went I heard whispers followed by oohs or aahs. When people heard of my name, they would collapse ,faint ,or pass out.
By 12 I knew every word in the dictionary. You could ask me any question, and I would have the answer straight away top of my tongue.
By 17 years old, every single girl would look at me, stare at me and faint ,over how beautiful and cute I was.
By 20 years old, I thought I had a great life, I had a beautiful wife, who every night would come home and talk to me as if I was her best friend.
But then one night, when I got home from my nightly job, shoveling snow at a friends house, my wife told me some news that changed my life forever.
