My girl, me, and a princess to be.....

Well, call me crazy (because I know I called my SIL crazy when she told me was going to watch the wedding live), but we (Anna and I) got up to watch the Royal Wedding at 3 AM this morning.  However, only one of us was really awake (Anna mostly slept and gave me a smile every now and then).   I just thought that this would be a once in a lifetime experience and I would love to tell Anna that we shared together (even if she was asleep for the majority of the time).  Having a girl is a wonderful thing and I am loving every second of it.  Now, don't get me wrong I love being a mom to the most wonderful boy in the world too.  However, there are just some things Jack does not want to do because he is BOY, not a gul (girl) as he tells me daily.  I believe watching a wedding at 3 in the morning would go under that category of things he would NOT like to do.
 Anna and I had a GREAT time and we loved looking at all the fashionable and not-so fashionable hats. 

My FAVES!

This would go under the category as NOT-SO fashionable.

Oh-So Fashionable

Kory and Little Kory

These two boys are my pride and joy.  I am very proud to have Kory as my husband.  He is a wonderful friend and provider.  I love him more everyday that I am married to him.  Jack is my JOY.  He is definitely a handful these days.  Sometimes when I am at my wits ends with him and being so busy, he will say something that will just crack me up and have me laughing so hard I almost cry.  It is at those times I realize I just need to calm down and enjoy this crazy ride called "life".

EASTER



Pamela and Jack



Mimi, PopPop and the Grands

The Family of Four

The Fighter

My Mom, Jack and Anna's Mimi

My mom is amazing.  She is fun-loving and gave me the best childhood ever.  We had so much fun growing up.  I love her so much.  She has always been there for me.  Shortly after Jack was born we found out she had luekemia.  It was probably the most earth shattering words I have ever heard.  "My Mom has luekimia" those words played over and over in my head.   Somehow they would never sink in, it had to be wrong.  However, it was not.
There were many hard days that followed those words.  Many days in Houston at MD Anderson for Mom.  Many days of sickness for Mom.  Many cards and words of strength sent to Mom.  Many smiles given from my Mom.  Many scriptures read by Mom.  Many tears shed for Mom.  Many nights I slept with my Mom thinking it might be the last, and of course I was wrong.  Praise God.  The fighter that she is, was not surprised when she got the news "Remission".  It was an awesome day.  Treatment was stopped, life resumed, and slowly the fear faded away.
The fear resumed for me a couple of weeks ago when she was very tired a lot of the time.  It was just a little nagging in the back of my head, I knew.   I think she did too.  We got the news on Wednesday.  It was back.  Tears were shed.  However, amazingly the fear was gone with the news and replaced with resolve.  She confirmed my resolve.  She is resolved to fight and I am resolved to trust God.  I serve a big God who is able to heal my Mom.  I know she can fight with God's strength and WIN again.  She will be OK.