Carter's Baptism

We had Carter Baptised in November. Our church underwent some major renovations, and it looks absolutely amazing. We are so blessed to have such a wonderful family support us and Carter in this life. Carter's God Mother is my dear friend Kimberly Malsom and his God Father is my brother, Ryan. Enjoy the pictures.





Carter was smiling at Father as he was speaking and as the water was being poured on his head.

Carter with his family and God parents.

Carter with "GG" and mommy and daddy. Carter's Baptismal gown is almost 60 years old. Both of my uncles and my father were baptised wearing this gown as were my brother's sister and myself. Haylee and Carter are the third generation to wear this gown.

Holy S*#^

So, last year for Christmas, my parents got Byron (well me too) a leaf sucker/blower thing. We finally bought it this past fall for our yard. I love doing yard work, and don't mind picking up the tons of leaves that we have all over our yard.

We have four window wells that we don't have covers on, so of course, leaves fall down there. I took great pride in cleaning those out this summer and putting river rock in them making them look nice, so I didn't want the leaves decomposing down there and the weeds to grow back, so I decided to leaf suck them out. I was on my last window well, down in the well, struggling with the huge bag on the leaf sucker when I looked down and saw the biggest spider I have ever seen in my life. I of course, screamed, dropped the leaf sucker and somehow, catapulted myself out of the window well. I was screaming Byron's name and jumping around the yard when he came out hold Carter. He looked at me as if I were insane and asked, "so what, you see a spider?" I said, hell yes I had seen a spider, but it was HUGE! He didn't believe me, so I grabbed Carter from him and made him look, sure enough, he agreed with me that it was the biggest spider he had seen too.

We are pretty sure that it was someones pet - a pet tarantula! It was so big, and there was no way that it could get out of our window well (and I was not about to let it try to get into our house!) so I told Byron to kill it. For those animal lovers, I am sorry, but yes, we killed the spider. He told me to get the spider killer from the shed, I ran to get the 1/2 can we had, he used it all on the spider and it didn't even phase the spider, he kept crawling around, acting as if the killer stuff was nothing. So, I ran back to the shed and got the other bottle.....Byron used about 1/2 of that bottle....finally the spider gave in and went to spider heaven. We went down into the basement a week later to get him out of the rocks (mostly because I didn't want him to come back to life and live down there, and I didn't want his spider family to find him down there) even after a week, you could still see how big he was! Gross!

I refuse to clean out the window wells now!

You could see the three set of eyes Mr. Spider had in the third picture! Ewwwwww! Gives me shivers even now!

Long Time.....

So, it has been a really long time since I have posted. Life won't slow down, and I cherish my sleep, so the blogs have suffered. Here is a brief glimpse of what our little clan has been up to since my last post (I know, two months ago!)

Haylee started Preschool at the beginning of November. We made sure that we continued to talk to her about what school would be like, that she was going to have fun, and that this is where big sisters go. She needed more interaction that Dot just couldn't give her.

Here is a picture of Haylee on her first day.

The first day was great, she went in, played with all the kids, and left there happy at the end of the day. Day two and everyday there after was a different story. She cried every time we would drop her off. "I don't want to go to school" is what she would cry as I got her dressed. When we asked her why she didn't want to go, she would just say she didn't want to go. This continued, no joke, until the middle of December. I felt so bad for her that she cried and chased me out to the foyer of the school when I dropped her off, and that there was nothing I could do to make it better for her. The lowest point for me came one morning when she refused to talk to me. Byron had to take her to school, and Haylee refused to say even a word to me. I had a good cry that day, and then the next day, I was over it. I told her that I couldn't help make it better unless she told me why she didn't like school (according to the teachers, she would stop crying about 15 minutes after we dropped her off). She finally told me that she didn't like it because her school friends weren't there for her to play with yet, and she wanted them to be there. We have worked through this, and are now happy to be going to school, learning our bible verses, and letters. She enjoys it now. (thankfully!) My little girl is growing up so quickly!