All day long, my sweet girl had tummy trouble. During the afternoon, Tatum decided to sing some songs. They were all about Jesus. “Come and be my friend. Be my friend in Jesus. Sisters and brothers-in Christ.” It warmed my heart and made her feel much better too.
She makes up all of her own words and just goes with it.
I love her heart for Jesus. I also love that she loves being a follower of Christ. She is developing her own relationship with Christ. I pray for it to grow and flourish.
Yes, we are having a great time at Glow Putt golf. It’s like NEXT door to our condo, so why not? Plus we all look so good in this light. Adds the years to us older kids.
Each hole has it’s own charging station so you can make your ball glow oh so brightly. Now, I thought we’d be hacking away, but actually we all did quite well! Tot had momentary lapses of “is this a hockey stick?” She just whacked and whacked away. I had to help her set it up just right.
Daddy and I were neck and neck the whole time. Love it!
Well, it did help to have a little competition with the honey.
Tot and I posed for the random safari glowers.
All in all we did a great job and had so much fun.
Guess who won???
I tried not to rub it in. (Daddy: 48, Tot, 81, and ……..44 for the lady here).
At Hubbard, Tatum is in the Octopus class. I was blessed to get her into Ed’s class (he has a waiting list because he is so tough with the kids…in a good challenge-them way).
She rose to the occasion and got a ribbon her first class. He said, “REACH so far that you have to turn and breathe.”
So proud of your hard work, Tot!
The next day, she went to her golf lesson, and Bill made her work too!
Her left shoulder should be under her head on the back swing then to right shoulder on her finish.
Farther back sweetie!
And GOOOOOOO!
I love that she is enjoying all of these lessons and the practice. I’m learning right along with her.
My dear friends/ sisters, Cana and Eva, invited us to go to Legoland in Tempe on Monday. Cana’s son, Ethan (5), and Eva’s grandson, Andrew (4), wanted us to join them, so we couldn’t pass it up.
We got there early and were welcomed by this large Lego Octopus; Alex the Octopus apparently knew my little Octopus was coming!
Well, the gang arrived and we moved on in and built a lego person.
Then we mounted a virtual video game ride. The kids shot the bad guys.
The next part was amazing! A whole room of AZ: Cardinals, airport, Tempe, downtown..JUST WOW!
They played a while in the jungle gym and on the cow.
Hi Emmet from the movie and some other lego worker guy.
We enjoyed a ride that took us high up the harder we pedaled.
Then a 4 D movie of Ninjago.
Tot and me ready to get wet and winded.
My two girlies..Eva and Cana. Love these ladies!
We ended in the dinosaur lounge trying not to get eaten.
Thanks ranger for your help.
Time to make and decorate the donuts before we depart.
She was inspired to play Legos all day!
And guess what! She built this whole set by for herself.
She did it all by herself! Perseverance and patience.
So much fun with great friends and the perfect toy. Opportunities for imagination and creation with patience and tenacity. I love it!
We have not spent enough time with Darlene, Doug’s mom. She is so lovely, and sadly she lives all the way in Anthem in a retirement community. We are trying to visit her more often. Tatum made her a lovely card and we brought some cookies.
We continue to pray for her and her health to be improving.
“So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day.” (2 Cor 4:16)
They make our home happy. They also represent LIFE and GROWTH! Have you ever noticed if you don’t water a flower, it dies? Also, if you don’t tend to it, it won’t thrive. Sometimes it needs to be pruned a bit; water should be changed….If ignored and left to self, it will wither.
Same is with us. We are that flower. We must be watered with love from the life giver, HIM; we must often get refreshed with fresh water from HIS word DAILY! It’s vital!
We will always have fresh flowers as a symbolic reminder.
