The best present I got this year was a poem from one of my friends(Marion) Here it it:
First Christmas in Heaven I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below With tiny lights, like Heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow The sight is so spectacular,please wipe away the tear For I am spending Christmas withJesus Christ this year.I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear But the sounds of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here.I have no words to tell you,the joy their voices bring,For it is beyond description,to hear the angels sing.I know how much you miss me,I see the pain inside your heart.But I am not so far away,We really aren't apart.So be happy for me, dear ones,You know I hold you dear.And be glad I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.I sent you each a special gift,from my heavenly home above.I sent you each a memory of my undying love.After all, Loveis a gift more precious than pure gold.It was always most important in the stories Jesus told.Please love and keep each other,as my Father said to do.For I can't count the blessing or love he has for each of you.So have a Merry Christmas and wipe away that tear.Remember, I am spending Christmaswith Jesus Christ this year Author Unknown
First Christmas in Heaven I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below With tiny lights, like Heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow The sight is so spectacular,please wipe away the tear For I am spending Christmas withJesus Christ this year.I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear But the sounds of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here.I have no words to tell you,the joy their voices bring,For it is beyond description,to hear the angels sing.I know how much you miss me,I see the pain inside your heart.But I am not so far away,We really aren't apart.So be happy for me, dear ones,You know I hold you dear.And be glad I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.I sent you each a special gift,from my heavenly home above.I sent you each a memory of my undying love.After all, Loveis a gift more precious than pure gold.It was always most important in the stories Jesus told.Please love and keep each other,as my Father said to do.For I can't count the blessing or love he has for each of you.So have a Merry Christmas and wipe away that tear.Remember, I am spending Christmaswith Jesus Christ this year Author Unknown
This year was our year to go to Nebraska. I was not excited what so ever because I wanted to be home with my mom. I knew it would be a tough year. But we all made it thru. We actually had a White Christmas. It was so much fun and absolutely beautiful. The boys had a blast. Ever since I can remember Hunter has always asked when it would snow so he could make snow angels. And even if it did snow here there was never enough for snow angels. There was not much snow but more than we would have gotten in Texas and the snow is real now not Sleet! Here is the first thing Hunter did in the snow.
He made many snow angels And they were just perfect.
Rusty made his attempts also but it was more like rolling with the giggles
Rusty made his attempts also but it was more like rolling with the giggles
If you know me very well you know that I hate the cold but I spent as much time as I could outside and I quickly learned to stay busy to stay warm. the plan was to get the boys the build a snow man but I did all the work. But I have to say I had the time of my life. watching my boys run giggle and have so much fun while bundled up like Eskimos and red little faces.
The boys quickly learned that throwing ice was not as fun as throwing Snow. Rusty was hit in the face and got cut. He was lucky that it missed his eye. There were a few tears but then he was off to play again.
Here are a few pictures from Christmas
Grandad and Rusty
Grandad and Rusty
The boys inside the giant tree in Great Grandma's yardHunter enjoying his new DS with his mommy
Grandad(Kevin's Dad) and me
Kevin and Nina(Kris - Kevin's mom)The boys playing guitarsThe boys and NathanMy grandma and RustyMy grandma now called Nanny and the boysPa and the boys