Ok, so when I was not a mom I knew what kind of mom I would be and how I would do things. I knew I would be independent, my child would be "organic", and she would never pitch a fit because she would be so well disciplined from birth. Ok, so now for the mom that I AM: I am in need of fellowship and companionship, I let Isaiah eat almost whatever she wants and clothe her in what is handed down, gifted or cheap. The girl loves to yell and gets mad when she doesn't get fed as quickly as she thinks she should. Yep, its a little different than my lofty expectations but it is wonderful
Monday, May 14, 2007
Oh what a blessing!!!!
Ok, so when I was not a mom I knew what kind of mom I would be and how I would do things. I knew I would be independent, my child would be "organic", and she would never pitch a fit because she would be so well disciplined from birth. Ok, so now for the mom that I AM: I am in need of fellowship and companionship, I let Isaiah eat almost whatever she wants and clothe her in what is handed down, gifted or cheap. The girl loves to yell and gets mad when she doesn't get fed as quickly as she thinks she should. Yep, its a little different than my lofty expectations but it is wonderful
Friday, May 11, 2007
Things Isaiah loves
I am back ruling this blogdom! I let JM have his fun but now I'm back and better than ever!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA (imagine a wicked laugh) I figured more pictures of Isaiah need to be floating around this world so here I am to post:) I love my life and I love my husband and my girl. There is alot going on right now and we're praying about where God is taking us and what the next step in our lives may be... India? Marietta? Nepal? Minneapolis? Kansas City? Aruba???!!!! Haahaa J/k about the aruba. No, we are just in a place where we feel God could logistically move us easily and we're greatful to be in this position and we really just want what is best for our relationship with God, this world, Isaiah Grace and our marriage, so if our location has an effect on any of those things, we're ready and willing to go where ever. So please pray with us if you hAve a sec... we'd REALLY appreciate it! Anyway, here are some cute photos!
She is very modest... note her use of the alphabet to prevent future inappropriate photos being leaked onto the internet.
She loves playin' with her daddy:)
She loves the computer and likes to see how much saliva it can actually handle! (Amy, do you recognize the table in the back ground? Yep, its yours, painted it black!)
She loves her P. (He's not going to love me for posting this!)
PS-thank you to everyone who helped make yesterday a million times easier! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!
Monday, May 7, 2007
QBs that Spoon together, stay together.
Here is how the Bulldog faithful see these pics, as Stafford can do no wrong.

Matthew enjoys working out in all environments.

He is a nice young man who makes friends easily.

He's helpful.

He is concerned when his friends are feeling down. (Matthew w/ backup QB Joe Cox)
I mean seriously what else could you possibly read into these photos?
Just so these photos aren't your last memory of Stafford, I would like to leave you with this.
Sunday, May 6, 2007
Banana Split.
Ever since I can remember, he would always tell me he would take me out for a banana split, and if he couldn't do it at the time, he would slip me some money, so I could buy myself one. Even up until the week before he died he told me that he still owed me some money for a banana split. I found some guy who had blogged about him, on the internet, after his passing, and wanted to share it here, as it sums up how Pop lived his life.


Posted by: questingparson on 5/2/2007
The Reverend Dwight Nysewander died Saturday. My heroes are departing one by one, with an ever increasing frequency it seems. And this old world and, especially, this old church seem sort of empty without them.
Funny, if you made a transcript of the words that passed between the two of us over our lives as pastors it wouldn’t fill three good pages. But, there would be no possible way to measure the esteem in which he was held by this old parson.
When he was a young preacher coming into his prime, I was a restless soul coming to grips with the rest of my life. He never counseled me on that. He never gave me words of guidance. I doubt he even knew I was conflicted over the church. But I watched him nevertheless. I watched him as he labored as the pastor of my mama and her sisters and their families. I saw the concerned evidenced in his face when mama talked of the demon of alcohol that plagued her kids. I watched the smile travel over his face as my cousin Sally grew to the servant of Christ she is.
The heyday of my mama’s church was the day of Dwight’s ministry there. He’d give God the glory, but it seems clear the instrument God used to build that church was Dwight. There was a quiet, gentle, steadfast plodding toward that which is eternal in the endeavors of Dwight’s life.
I had a lot of kin folks in that church – a lot. Long after Dwight had retired, fifty years after his serving there, he could still discuss the intimate details of the life of my family who attended there. And they, when the spoke of him, spoke with a smile on their face and a reverence in their heart.
Dwight was short, unassuming and humble. In many ways he was shy. He never made a big splash, but the waters seemed to part before him. He was a giant. He walked tall and cast a shadow in whose shade we could all gather to learn of the love of his Jesus. No one ever had to ask Dwight Nysewander if he were a Christian.
They tell me the last thing Dwight said was to his wife: “I love you, Mary.” And that’s so typical. His last conscious impulse was to proclaim his love. They also say in the end he was singing hymns with some choir. His son wonders if Dwight was slipping away to that place he wanted so much to go and then coming back to share the songs of his faith with us.
We stood there at his memorial service, singing those same hymns. I got the feeling was we reached that verse about being “there ten thousand years” Dwight, for the last time, slipped out the side door of our lives and left us to sing the hymns of faith his very life proclaimed.
I look around the set-aside brethren today and realize how poverty stricken we are compared to such lions of the faith.
Saturday, April 21, 2007
Man Crush
If yall dont know this yet, my wife is amazing. She took our girl and got me some coffee at the 'Bucks this morning, and let me sleep in a bit. I know your jealous that you dont get to hang out with her all the time, like I do, I understand, I would be too. I wanted to tell you guys to mark the date May 19th. Its a night to hang out with the Nysewanders, oh and one of the most underappreciated musician around. Bekah calls him my man crush. Martin Sexton is coming to Hotlanta (variety playhouse) and you should come be a part of it with us. We want to bring as many people as our Odyssey can pack in, and then some. In case you haven't heard of him, I am including a sample of his song "Happy" So get your tickets and lets have a night of good tunes together.
Oh and happy Birthday Queen Elizabeth.
Friday, April 20, 2007
So I like Xbox...
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Yes, i am alive!
She loves her Auntie Caroline ( I think you should publish my pictures for me!)

She only has the cutest face I, personally, have ever seen.
She's sportin' her shades and knowing that she looks awesome! She is tons of fun! I think babies in shades are the best kind of babies.A side note: I just went to check on the girl and she was lying on her back (shes a tummy sleeper) wailing as if she didn't know how to get back on to her stomach. Um, she's been rolling over for months now. Hilarious! Speaking of wailing, she looks desperate doesn't she.
Wailing on 2/27/2007 3:34pm
3:34pm 20 seconds later
3:35 pm... is it mean that I take pictures of my child as she screams. I did it to document a little bit of her personality that i will reveal to her when she is 14 and doesn't want me around.
Perfectly happy without a tear in the arms of her mother, hmmm..... I know, i spoil her and I pick her up when ever she wants, but I LOVE her and I can't help it!

The girl and her daddy:) He's an amazing dad... I love every second with him!

Isaiah and cousin Morgan. (What do you think of the Elvis lip?) She LOVES her cousin!Well, I guess that's it for now, I'll try to do better at posting stuff. We're moving this weekend and I'll get some funny transition photos. Our life is out of control, I think thats how God likes for it to be. We are blessed beyond measure and everyday I am amazed at the God we serve and how He loves how He created us. I need to live this life like I am a product of the King of Kings... dang. Life really is an adventure.
"Peace out" -Kiplin Ronald Dynamite