Two posts, one day . . . on a roll!
Savannanh is my singer. She will sing a song before she even knows the words or how to even say them. I love that she loves to sing with me in the car or even as seen in the picture. I am so tickled I caughter her singing her heart out and twirling around the room as she sings. What a gal!
Lastly, some of us headed out to one of my one of my favorite Abilenenian events. . . the
Balloon Fest. I worked volunteering so I couldn't go the first night, but we made plans to go on Saturday. Unfortunately, Sydney wasn't feeling well so Patrick stayed home with her. Jackson, Savannah, Jacob, and I had fun on the inflatables, eating fun food, riding the train, meeting up with old friends, and watching the glorious balloons.
I will enjoy the day when I can watch without having to worry about someone running off or going where they aren't supposed to go. Here are some of my attempts to show the beauty of these massive balloons.
The way the light falls on them is so unbelievable. Then right next to the yellow one you can see the moon. It is moments like this that I am amazed that God has given someone the ability to understand what I could not even on my most intellegent day explain to my seven year old son. He wanted to know if he could not operate the fire next year at the glow event. Gotta love his simplistic heart! 





Dancing seems to happen around our house most of the day. You can drop by and find one of my two daughters dressed up in some dress up at any given time. You could even pop in say fifteen mintues later and find completely different outfits. I am so excited when for the millionth time to tie the back of Sydney's dress, really I am!
I am blessed with four wonderful kids and it is nights like this that I want to stop time and keep them this way forever. However, I know that the person God has created them to be will be just as much joy . . . probably even more. So crank up the music and see how you can do ballet, ballroom dancing, and hip hop all at the same time! Who knew this non-dancer would have such groovin' children! If you watch carefully, you may even see the beat this non-rhythmed momma walks too. Just don't point it out or I might have to head back to the wall with the other flowers.




