Everyone once in a while, I have a little chat with God about the weather. It usually goes something like this, "Hey Father, I know that you made me. "Knit me together in my mother's womb" as the Psalmist would say. Yet, this weather, Lord, does not suit this body that you gave me. It is so hot/cold (depending on the season). Can you help me out with that? Thanks! Amen."
This weekend, boy, did He deliver. The highs were in the low 80's. All we needed was a good football game and some rotel dip, and I think my weekend would have been perfect.
On top of that, Lee and I purposely did not plan anything for this weekend. The past many weekends have been jam packed. This weekend, we just enjoyed being together as a family.
Saturday, we headed to the pool. A bit chilly in the water, honestly, but after God gave me the weather I have been praying for....no complaints came out of this mouth.
John enjoyed the little playground that is adjacent to the pool. (Awesome addition to Pinetree's pool, by the way. Totally enclosed, so the only way he can get out is to come back into the pool area. So, I can be in the pool with Reese and watch him at the same time.) Reese enjoyed it too---but mostly stayed in the pool with Lee.




That afternoon, my loving husband stayed at home with the kids while I went and got a pedicure and went to the grocery without kids (which any mom will tell you is like a spa treatment itself). And, then we played with Cash.

On Sunday, we went to church and then had fun outside washing cars, etc.
Sunday night, our church had a thing where different bands/singers from inside the church played on the front lawn. Everybody brought food to eat and their lawn chairs and we just enjoyed God's outdoors, music and fellowship for a couple of hours. It was alot of fun!


(ok, I realize in the above picture, that I should not have been letting Reese run around with a sucker in her mouth. But, the kids had worn me down so much at that point, I was just glad to be sitting down. I had to take 2 ibuprophen b/c my knees ached so much Monday morning from all the getting up, getting down, picking up a kid, putting down a kid, etc. Just call me MeMaw.)

(After John got tired of eating Cheetos, he would just suck the cheese off and then feed me the rest. Gross, I know, but it kept him occupied and let me just sit in a chair for a bit. I'm sensing a theme here.....)
Then, tonight (Monday), we went to Popsicles in the Park. Every Monday night, the great Marla Newman from our church brings a cooler full of popsicles and a laundry basket of toys to the park. Whoever can just comes, plays, eats popsicles, and fellowships. We've also been able to meet a number of people in the neighborhood without a church home, so its been great for outreach too.


