Last night, Garrett wanted to sleep in Daddy's spot since Daddy was gone hunting. That prompted Hunter to want to sleep in my bed, too. Since I am bit under the weather, I just didn't have the energy to fight them on it. They went right to sleep, which was a miracle in itself. I fell into bed around 10 and the coughing began. I coughed most of the night, and every time, Garrett would stir and pat my arm. He asked me around 4am if I needed anything...isn't that sweet???
Saturday, April 28, 2012
My Sweet Boys
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
One Year
It's been one year today since we got the call in the early hours of the morning that Marcia had breathed her last breath. I still remember the call. I still remember walking into the house that Easter morning. I remember Laurel asking why no one else was crying but her, Robin and Sherry. I remember explaining to Laurel what a funeral service was. I remember helping her write out a tribute to her Mommy for the funeral. It seems like it was just last week, not an entire year ago. How does the time go by so quickly?
There are so many times that I want to pick up the phone and call her. I want so badly to hear her laugh. I want to talk about the kids and what is going on with them. I want to hug her and tell her "Thank you" for being there for Jay when he was struggling.
I know that she is no longer in pain and for that I am grateful.
Marcia, I miss you. I love you! I will do the best I can to be there for Laurel and James, although they really just want you. I pray that you are resting in the arms of Jesus.
Love,
Meredith
There are so many times that I want to pick up the phone and call her. I want so badly to hear her laugh. I want to talk about the kids and what is going on with them. I want to hug her and tell her "Thank you" for being there for Jay when he was struggling.
I know that she is no longer in pain and for that I am grateful.
Marcia, I miss you. I love you! I will do the best I can to be there for Laurel and James, although they really just want you. I pray that you are resting in the arms of Jesus.
Love,
Meredith
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Family Fun Day
On Good Friday, we headed down to Danville to join the Douglas clan and the Danville Bowles family. It was a day full of fun and laughter. There was playing on the playground (swing set), basketball, fishing, boating, riding horses, fishing, s'mores, tag, a hay ride, and more fishing! All of the kids, even baby Eva caught fish. It was fantastic! That night, Tiffany and her kiddos came back to Lynchburg to spend the night and have an Easter Egg Hunt on Saturday. It took a little while to get everyone settled, and of course they were up bright and early!
Brian also got out the BB gun for the kids to take turns shooting at cans. Miss Emily turned out to be quite a marksman (markswoman?) and after the boys has retreated inside, she kept firing away. It was a sight to be seen. In addition, there was lots of running, laughing, squealing, and just a few meltdowns. It was so much fun to watch the boys interact with all of the cousins on the Bowles side of the family. We surely have been blessed.
Inquring Minds Want to Know
The other day while driving to school, I was at a stoplight that had just turned green. Several cars went through as they should, but the car in front of me was puttering along. I was in a hurry and I said "Come on lady. You can do it. You can get through the light." Garrett asked if he could ask me a question. "Sure, that's fine." Here's the conversation:
G: Who taught you to drive?
Me: Granny and Pop, but probably mostly Pop took me driving.
G: Did they teach you to talk to the other cars?
Me: No, I learned that on my own.
G: You do know they can't hear you, right?
Me: Of course I know that.
G: Then why do you do it?
Me: I guess it makes me feel better.
G: Does it?
Me: I don't know.
G: Who is going to teach me to drive?
I have 10 years to worry about that, right?
G: Who taught you to drive?
Me: Granny and Pop, but probably mostly Pop took me driving.
G: Did they teach you to talk to the other cars?
Me: No, I learned that on my own.
G: You do know they can't hear you, right?
Me: Of course I know that.
G: Then why do you do it?
Me: I guess it makes me feel better.
G: Does it?
Me: I don't know.
G: Who is going to teach me to drive?
I have 10 years to worry about that, right?
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