Just thought I would post a few happy images my kids have made in the last couple of days for me. The top one is by Rebekah. She says that the picture is Easter & that is me, her daddy & herself. The bottom two are Luke's; I'm pretty sure you can tell what those are. ;)
My kids are quite the little artists. Both Rebekah & Lucas love to draw pictures. They're not really into coloring books, but prefer to draw there own pictures. They're very colorful & creative, usually picture of the things that they're into right now. Honestly, I don't know what to do with the enormous amount artwork they generate. I must admit, I throw quite a bit of it away. Horrors! I know. But what am I supposed to do with the reams of paper they draw on? Anyway, I do keep my most favorites. And I try to be sure to not let them see me throw away anything or find it in the trash.
So, I'm over about my HOF not-win. I decided that I'm not going to call it a loss, because I didn't lose. I just didn't win. ;) My layouts for it were awesome (even if I do say so myself) & I guess it just wasn't what they were looking for this time around. I do beautiful work & it makes me happy. That's really what's important, isn't it? Besides, I'm going to rock there socks with my Scrapbooker of the Year entry. No procrastinating! I'm so bad about doing things last minute, mostly because I usually get away with it. Not this year! I've already started. :)
BTW, for those of you who feared in my last post that I was drowning my sorrows with booze, no need to worry. Joel & I had a lovely evening making margaritas for the first time in years. I'm not a regular drinker. I'm not even an irregular drinker. LOL. In the past year, the margarita was my second alcoholic beverage total. When it really comes down to it, I don't like alcohol. It has to be so disguised in a very fruity mixed drink that it really isn't worth the huge effort it takes to make. I'm really a Dr. Pepper addict at heart. ;) And God is the one I take my sorrows to. The margaritas were more a way to make a special evening with my husband out of an otherwise mopey day. No worries.
Rather early for a day out on a Saturday morning, but I'm headed out in about 45 minutes. I am attending a surprise spa day for one of my friend's birthday. She doesn't even know about it right now. I guess her neighbor will be kidnapping her with a shopping excuse. Her husband & my husband will be hanging out together with all the kids (they're 3 boys with our 4 kids is very loud). So this morning I'll be getting pampered at the local spa with my friends. Too fun!
I just had to mention that I am a true believer in the power of prayer. I believe that God listens to our every word and thought, and as His child, longs to make us happy & help us like our earthly parents do. Here's an example. Samantha came down with yet another cold Thursday night, running 102 fever, snotty nose & cough. Yesterday afternoon at 1:30 she started crying & crying and wouldn't stop. I decided that it warrented a trip to the doctor to have her checked out. Before I left, her fever was still high, but I prayed for her, that God would touch her little body & take away her pain. When we got to the doctor, she ran around & played with her brothers like nothing was wrong. When we were called back & they took her temp, not only was it normal (no fever!), her ears & lungs were perfectly clear! Praise God! Today she is still oozing, but in good spirits, still with no fever. It's wonderful to have a God that not only hears our prays, but helps us too.
Time to get ready for my spa day! Have a great weekend!