There Goes Another One

Showing her mature side.

A couple of weeks ago, my sister Sarah left to move back to Texas. Now this Sarah is gone to college. Not that she's gone so far away as my sister, but she's still off to school so that we won't see her quite as much as we were.
These pictures are from a party that we had for her at church.
Congratulations, Sarah, and we wish you all the best!

Meet the FM 4000

Zach was determined to make a robot the other day. At first he needed PVC pipe for his arms until he couldn't find any and decided the stick for the sliding glass door would work just fine. The next important thing was the wheels. After digging around, he found some wheels for the baby crib that we had never used, and then he named his robot the FM 4000. Don't ask me why. Since this picture, the robot has been upgraded with an orange, broken plastic hanger surrounding the front of the robot (his missle launcher), a sherrif badge, and I can't remember what else. He has also been given a place of honor beside Zach's bed. A pillow to lie on and a blanket to cover him.

These are for Mema

Her computer won't let her download pics through e-mail, but she can save them of a site. So, here are your pictures Mema.

Happy 33rd Birthday Shoshannah!

Hi everyone, My name is Spencer (Shoshannah's Husband). I kinda had to HI-JACK the blog for litte bit to wish my wife a Happy Birthday. The Kids and I celebrated Sho's B-day on Tuesday night because of her actual birthday being on Wednesday and having church on the same night. The picture's below were taken, thought I would share. If you get a change drop Sho a note and wish her a very Happy Birthday!

Have a Great One, Sho!

My night Friday night.

For those of you who have already read this on my Facebook page, I'm sorry. This is for everyone else who hasn't read it yet.

My son had a baseball game, and my sister-in-law had a Pampered Chef party around the same time in a town about 20 minutes from here. I wanted to do a little of both, so I asked my husband if I could take his 11 year old truck to the party since I was leaving most of the kids with him. He said that was fine, and I asked him if he thought it was safe to take the truck that far. Oh yes, the truck will do just fine. After the party, my 3 year old and I headed back home. All the sudden the accelerator just wouldn't accelerate, and each time I tried to get to go, the slower it would get. Finally, the truck just died on this lonely part of the highway.......nothing in sight, no lights, and it's 9:45. You also have to keep in mind that we don't have any cell phones. We have On Star on our Tahoe which I normally drive....but on the truck, well...... In my mind I'm freaking out and praying, "NO, Lord! Not here." Then my 3 year old starts throwing a fit. "What's wrong, Sierra? Are you scared?" "NO! I want to go home, and the tires won't go around!"After praying for the truck to start, nothing happened. I changed my prayer to "Please let a police man come along......nothing happened. After an hour of sitting there, I prayed that the Lord would impress on Spencer's heart to come looking for me sooner than I expected him to, and that if someone stopped to help, that they would be nice. (In the back of my mind was a recent story of how a Marine had gotten mad at a guy who the Marine thought had broken into his house. When the Marine found the guy, he beat him up, cut off some of his fingers, and dumped him on this same highway that I was stuck on.) Right after I prayed the last time, this little car stopped on the other side of the road. With trepidition, I watched the man get out. When he got closer to the vehicle, I asked him if he had a cell phone. Yay! He did, and he was so careful to make sure that I didn't feel threatened in any way. After, I called Spencer, he offered to sit in his car and wait until Spencer got there. He also let me keep his cell phone while I was waiting. In the mean time, I got to witness to him which was another answer to prayer in a wierd sort of way. You see, I've been praying REALLY hard for a bigger house, and the Lord impressed on my heart that I need to pray just as hard for people to get saved as I have been for the house. Although the man last night didn't get saved, he was all ears about salvation, and asked where I went to church after that. Who knows maybe he'll come and get saved there.

As a side note, why did Sierra decide that she wanted to play monster while we were sitting there. Not a comforting game in that situation.

We have been quite busy lately. Our church had its annual week of camp meeting at the beginning of this month. We enjoyed hearing the preaching from Chuck Cofty, Bill Behrens, Ronnie Simpson, and Jack Tripp. The special music was provided by the West family and Robbie Mullinax. One of the teenagers from our church got saved during the week. After camp meeting, we went out to eat with the teens to a Japanese Restaraunt. That was the first time for some of them, and while they were a bit apprehensive about eating a different kind of food, they were good sports and ate it, and found out that it was really good.

I guess a straw would work better than chop sticks when it comes to soup.

Aaron and the lovely ladies.

Mr Allen just wants to eat his food while his wife doesn't mind showing off her plate. Isn't that just like a man. "Leave me alone, I'm eating." Just kidding, Mr. Allen. Please don't hurt me for putting your picture up here.

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