tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67178657556437956092024-03-05T19:17:31.411-05:00"Everybody Dies Famous In A Small Town"The comings and goings of small town life and the Sturkie household!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger57125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6717865755643795609.post-8465031096870484472013-01-16T10:19:00.000-05:002013-01-16T10:19:00.540-05:00Save a life ~ Make A difference ~ Get a Tax DeductionI am partnering with the American Heart Association this year and need your help! $5 goes a long way and our lives depend on it! Click the link below to read my story and help reach my goal for this wonderful organization. Thank You.
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6717865755643795609.post-21869980840637718492013-01-16T10:08:00.000-05:002013-01-16T10:08:10.543-05:00New Year, New 'Do<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_MwIIwWSw4Djwm3z5PSUDx65nxoQTUmnA6fPdC_KObWBx8PEDOro6zYOAbqsBUhi85qrgc7oOeutZg4sZlJ-J0yWbR2rbT_yiWpboye0EIIzLnq84z0lzWy0AZnL_YNb7m9GPzQS9pHGH/s1600/12254_10151352612710977_1136813160_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_MwIIwWSw4Djwm3z5PSUDx65nxoQTUmnA6fPdC_KObWBx8PEDOro6zYOAbqsBUhi85qrgc7oOeutZg4sZlJ-J0yWbR2rbT_yiWpboye0EIIzLnq84z0lzWy0AZnL_YNb7m9GPzQS9pHGH/s200/12254_10151352612710977_1136813160_n.jpg" width="150" /></a>So I have decided to go to the dark side, with my hair that is!! I love my blond hair (after I get rid of the root rot) but it is so expensive and time consuming to keep up with. I got a wild hair up my butt a few weeks ago and drove to the salon (ok I am too cheap for the salon and opted for the beauty school) and told the girl, just do whatever!! I am still getting used to it and sometimes scare myself when I walk by a mirror, but my husband loves it and thats all that matters!! Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6717865755643795609.post-5133034914478622422013-01-16T10:02:00.002-05:002013-01-16T10:02:55.295-05:00Lets play catch up!! <div style="text-align: justify;">
I missed an entire year of blogging and that bums me out! 2012 was such a roller coaster year and my momma always said, "if you don't have anything nice to say, then come sit with me", Oh wait, thats not right, thats what I say! She says to not say anything at all, and for once I took her advice. I could never just sit down and think of a lovey, dovey, all is wonderful post because frankly things weren't. But, now I am back a<br />
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We spent new years eve at a friends house for a bon fire. Every year I tell my husband that I want to dress up and go to a fancy restaurant like normal people. But deep down I know there is nothing better than good friends, a bon fire, and just kissing him at midnight. I just love him to pieces and although there have been tough times we have grown up together and not apart!<br />
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My momma turned 50 in January and I threw her a surprise party! <br />
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Little Man turned 8 in 2012 (Man I am getting old) we celebrated by having a sleep over with a few of his friends and then taking them to the lake for the day! They had the best time and we were exhausted! He also made the All Star team in baseball and got to meet Troy Landry from Swamp People! But by far the highlight of his year was killing his first dee<br />
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Spring and summer are by far our favorite seasons! We spend the majority of our weekends at the lake or the beach. Even the Easter bunny found the kids while we were camping at the lake! <br />
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Halloween has never been my favorite holiday and October has never been a good month for me. I am not sure why but bad stuff always happens in October and this year was no exception. But we do go trick or treating and we do partake in lots of candy eating! Just look how cute my little princess Aurora and my little Chipper Jones are!! No matter how bad things get or how uncertain life can be sometimes, these two sweet faces get me through!<br />
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Thanksgiving and Christmas were wonderful! We had Thanksgiving at our house this year and it was the first year I cooked everything (except for the turkey, which my hubby deep fried...YUMMM!!). We ususally have everyone bring a side but I wanted to do it myself this year. I was in the kitchen literally all day and I only lost my religion twice! Shocker! But everything turned out great and I am so thankful for such a loving family who never fails us! Christmas was back to our usual go here, there and everywhere routine, but we loved it! We welcomed a new member to our family and he is just the sweetest little thing! My resolution for 2013 is to keep up this blog!! I have alot of exciting things happening this year and I have to remember to document them!!<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6717865755643795609.post-87418543529773501382012-01-26T16:18:00.000-05:002012-01-26T16:18:30.526-05:00Looking back at 2011I realize i have not posted anything in forever. We have had alot of changes and a lot of stress but we are finally coming out of the fog and just relying on God because he makes no mistakes. I am not quite ready for a full on update but I will post this in honor of a new year!<br />
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<strong> 1. What did you do in 2011 that you’d never done before? </strong>This is a hard one because I don't think I did anything out of the ordinary. Oh i did work for the post office for a few months! Lets just say that there was not a mailbox that my side view mirror did not come in contact with! haha<br />
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<strong>3. Did anyone close to you give birth? </strong>Why yes they did my sister gave birth to my 3rd nephew Paxton!! He is such a doll baby!<br />
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<strong>4. Did anyone close to you die? </strong>YES, last year was the worst year by far in our families for death. The two deaths that have impacted our family the greastest was the death of my grandmother in August unexpectedly and then the loss of my grandfather in law 2 weeks later. These 2 deaths have turned our world upside down and we miss them greatly. We do take comfort in know they are safe in the arms of Jesus and look down on us everyday. i just pray they are proud of the decisions we are making.<br />
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<strong>5. What countries did you visit? </strong>none<br />
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<strong>6. What would you like to have in 2012 that you lacked in 2011? </strong>patience<br />
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<strong>8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? </strong>Sending my youngest to school for the first time and just my children in general! I love watching them learn and grow, they amaze me everyday!<br />
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<strong>9. What was your biggest failure? No failures to report but there were some situations I could have handled better.</strong><br />
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<strong>10. Did you suffer illness or injury?</strong>No, thank God.<br />
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<strong>11. What was the best thing you bought?</strong> My Iphone!! lol<br />
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<strong>13. What did you get really excited about? </strong>My kids birthdays, Christmas, weekends at the lake, and beach trips, oh and Twilight!!<br />
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<strong>14. What song will always remind you of 2010?</strong> It Will Rain by Bruno Mars<br />
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<strong>15. Compared to this time last year, are you: – happier or sadder? thinner or fatter? richer or poorer? </strong>Sadder, fatter,a little bit richer! haha<br />
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<strong>16. What do you wish you’d done more of? </strong>exercise<br />
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<strong>17. What do you wish you’d done less of? </strong>crying:(<br />
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<strong>18. How did you spend Christmas?</strong> Christmas was totally different for us this year as we just wanted to get away. We spent it in The mountains in a cabin! It was perfect.<br />
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<strong>19. What was your favorite TV program?</strong> Last man Standing, Up All Night,<br />
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<strong>20. What were your favorite books of the year? </strong>Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, Breaking dawn, The Help<br />
<strong>21. What was your favorite music from this year? </strong> bruno mars, Adele, Christina Perri, <br />
<strong>22. What were your favorite films of the year? </strong>Breaking Dawn, The help, Authur Christmas<br />
<strong>23. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? </strong>Ummm i think we had a dinner at my house but i can't remember! I turned 28<br />
<strong>24. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? </strong>not to have lost loved ones<br />
<strong>25. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2011? The same as the year before! I need new clothes terribly! or a stylist!</strong><br />
<strong>26. What kept you sane? </strong>my husband, my momma, my daddy, and my children<br />
<strong>27. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2011? I learned that you really don't know someone till there's a death. I learned that family is the most important thing in life, I learned that friendship is not measured by who does what for who and when but by being able to sit in silence and know you are loved. I learned that my husband is truly the greatest and that I should give him more credit, i learned that those who feel the need to post how perfect there life is on Facebook every hour of the day really are trying to convince themselves instead of the world, I learned that you can completely uproot your life and turn it upside down and still be OK. I learned that no matter how bad things feel like they get, there is someone in the world with bigger problems and that by just giving them to God it will all work out in the end! </strong>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6717865755643795609.post-54548182320849993792011-08-16T10:47:00.000-04:002011-08-16T10:47:07.437-04:00Back to School!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4dfnVXeCdF18SWXz0stT2jSERjydA0PHEoLuuUzHK8hzCeZTp1XPYxW-UV_AG9rgYEQ47nUHxBhHXRaXCfVrdK31Xd_xigVeHPh-Ke5S8z7KTKbQXnaz0hX2kNLPj-yGch4JKUQLL4lOS/s1600/bscs.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4dfnVXeCdF18SWXz0stT2jSERjydA0PHEoLuuUzHK8hzCeZTp1XPYxW-UV_AG9rgYEQ47nUHxBhHXRaXCfVrdK31Xd_xigVeHPh-Ke5S8z7KTKbQXnaz0hX2kNLPj-yGch4JKUQLL4lOS/s200/bscs.JPG" width="200" /></a>Well the time has come again! BACK TO SCHOOL!! chase started 2nd grade at a new school this year and I thought we were both going to have a nervous breakdown! He looked so scared when I left him and a cried all the way to work! Luckily, by the end of the day he was happy and had a great day! Little Miss Priss Bailey started 3k and you would have thought she had been going to school all her life. She walked right in and didn't even tell me bye! We only had a little drama with her outfit of choice and because I didn't have time to paint her finger nails! ugh! I wanted her to wear a little denim dress with strawberries on it but she was determined to wear a dress with pink flowers that was a size too small! Well guess who won??? Yep, you're right, she did!! Oh well she was still just as cute as a button!! I pray that they both have a wonderful year and make lots of new friends!<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6717865755643795609.post-87798834538566574292011-05-18T11:00:00.000-04:002011-05-18T11:00:26.747-04:00Do I REALLY...<div style="text-align: center;">HAVE A 7 YEAR OLD?!?</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Where oh where does the time go?? It seems like yesterday you were in diapers and learning to walk! Now you are this smart, charming, good looking little boy who loves to hunt, fish, play baseball, and aggravate your sister! You have the best heart of anyone I know and always see the good in everything and everyone. You love to say your prayers every night and I know you have a direct line to God because you talk to him like a friend! I am so proud of your accomplishments and how well you are doing in school. There are many changes coming and I know you will adjust well. I thank God every day that he has lent you to me and has trusted me with your care and upbringing. I love you so much and wish you many more happy birthdays!!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6717865755643795609.post-65645739606357504902011-05-11T09:33:00.001-04:002011-05-11T11:05:30.133-04:00Prespectives!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Yesterday after me and the hubby got off work we decided to take the kids to the lake for the evening! We are absolute lake bums when it even gets slightly warm so this is a normal occasion! I just love riding in the boat and watching the sunset while the rest of the family fishes. Now that Miss Bailey is old enough to fish she couldn't wait for her hook to be in the water, so daddy baited her hook and threw it in and told her that she was going to catch a big 'ol fish and to be ready. Her response was "but daddy I want a baby goat" hahaha ..... If only life were that simple and we could be that naive again! Unfortunately the fish were not biting at all yesterday and the only fish caught was by Chase and that was because he hooked it in the neck while he was reeling his line in!! Oh well, it was a beautiful evening and another memory made:)<br />
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</tbody></table>Ok, this is just a little story I need to jot down for my own memory! My son is probably the most vein person I know! At only 7 years old he is very aware of how he needs to dress for any occasion! I guess you could say this is my fault but his dad is the same way!! This morning in car line we noticed that a lot of the kids were dressed very nicely and so I asked the car line attendent what was going on, she informed me that today was awards day for the upper and lower school so I said "OMG, do I need to run Chase home and change him?" she informed me that there was no need. Chase was wearing plaid shorts and a blue tshirt with his tennis shoes since it was gym day. She said that the lower school kids were dressed for PE so it was ok. Well Chase did not see the approval because he was in tears!!! I am talking alligator, hyperventilating style crying. He refused to get out of the car. I had to pull up and explain to him that he looked great and that he could wear a paper sack and still look good!! He finally calmed down and went inside. Whew!! That child is a mess, but you know he will always be dressed well!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6717865755643795609.post-32445836960835142382011-04-26T11:03:00.000-04:002011-04-26T11:03:21.372-04:00How Great Thou Art<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/pLLMzr3PFgk?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">What a true testament of God's gifts to us!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6717865755643795609.post-77728951033258529262011-04-25T10:52:00.000-04:002011-04-25T10:52:49.508-04:00Easter 2011<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table>What a beautiful day the Lord made! We had a fantastic Easter weekend! We spent the night with great friends at the lake on Friday night, spent all day Saturday parked on a sandy beach at lake Murray and grilled out with friends and all of their kids, woke up Sunday morning with surprises from the Easter Bunny, worshiped our Lord at church by thanking Him for sending His son, Jesus Christ to die on the cross for our sins, ate lunch with my mom, Easter egg hunt and dinner at Matt's mom's and finally home to recover. Matt had to work and we missed him very much, but the Easter bunny left him a sunrise before he left:)<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOgl2NybN4Non2nSx0vNU9TAR0-fWuFVY2mC62u3XsrEGu81RqU7E8uq-o4Es8qaxyXO_TZMW_XlVVoWNNKZ2CiJD-tvJNcSlX42O3IbP9rm5-_42hAKo_gefZU1kJ20uCPLpH3_SqfCBJ/s1600/high5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOgl2NybN4Non2nSx0vNU9TAR0-fWuFVY2mC62u3XsrEGu81RqU7E8uq-o4Es8qaxyXO_TZMW_XlVVoWNNKZ2CiJD-tvJNcSlX42O3IbP9rm5-_42hAKo_gefZU1kJ20uCPLpH3_SqfCBJ/s200/high5.jpg" width="200" /></a>Chase has moved up from T-ball to machine pitch and all I can say is WOW what a difference a year makes! He is doing better than I could have ever imagined. The team consist of 6,7, & 8 year olds and he is hanging right there with them. They had their first game last week and played a team out of the neighboring town. It was a very intense game and we ended up winning 7-6 in extra innings, I definitely need to invest in some valium for this sort of thing! Chase went 4 for 4 and stopped 2 balls in the outfield!1 GO CHASE!! I am super proud of my little slugger....<br />
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Dear Bailey,<br />
On March 20, 2008 you came into our life with grace, beauty, and like a bull in a china shop, and that pretty much sums up your personality! You have such a sweet spirit and a love for everyone! You are still a momma's girl but daddy is closing in fast with him taking you fishing,riding the 4-wheeler and tractor. You love to entertain and do "my nastics" (gymnastics) and you love to dress up and do pageants. You will never know how much joy you bring to our family. I love that you have to kiss everyone goodbye before you will leave and I love that you want to say your prayers with your brother every night. As you and Chase were saying your prayers the other night, Chase prayed "dear God, thank you for the world" and you chimed in "dear God thank you for MY world" and well little lady that says it all right there, it is your world and we live in it:) I thank God every day for you and could not have asked for a more beautiful and talented little girl as He has blessed me with. You are growing up so fast and I pray that you will always keep that spunky little attitude and always go after what you want! We love you little princess and wish you many more happy birthdays!<br />
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Love, Momma!<br />
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Congrats baby girl, you were beautiful!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6717865755643795609.post-72123779220589633142010-12-28T15:12:00.000-05:002010-12-28T15:12:10.271-05:00Taking TimeIt has been forever since I have been able to sit down and actually update my blog! Well, today is the day, I am just going to take a little time to do this!<br />
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We get so busy during this time of year and forget to actually take time to relish in what the true meaning of the holidays are. We are always rushing around trying to find that perfect Halloween costume, get that perfect turkey for Thanksgiving and making sure everyone on our list has a gift under the tree for Christmas, But, in the true reality of things , does it really matter? What I mean by this is, if your child didn't have the coolest costume on the block would he/she get less candy? If you had hamburgers instead of turkey for Thanksgiving are you any less thankful? If there were no presents under the tree would it not be Christmas? The answer to all of these should be no, we get so caught up in the superficial rituals in holidays that we forget the true meanings and in turn become stressed and broke! How do we break the cycle? Do we bother breaking the cycle? When is enough, enough?? I have no room to give advice to any of the questions but the thought crosses my mind every year! My children are so blessed to have what they have and I always get emotional thinking of other kids who do not have the things that they do. I try to teach them to be grateful for everything they are given and to thank God for those things as well because without Him none of it would be possible. So, I guess what we all should do is to just take time to thank God for our many blessings and thank him for sending His Son, Jesus to save us from our sins, because that is the true meaning of the holidays!<br />
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Bailey Has started gymnastics and loves it so far! But, her attention span last for about 15 minutes! lol This is her doing her favorite activity "the rocking chair"Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6717865755643795609.post-71873424897539832112010-10-13T10:47:00.000-04:002010-10-13T10:47:22.914-04:00Chase's Hunting how-to video- His dream is to be on the hunting channel!<object style="background-image: url("http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/Xm12nmxjGN0/hqdefault.jpg");" width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xm12nmxjGN0?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xm12nmxjGN0?fs=1&hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6717865755643795609.post-56491543068340543592010-09-30T16:18:00.000-04:002010-09-30T16:18:26.895-04:00Done & Over WithWell folks the car shopping has come to an end (hallelujah!) I have finally got the car of my dreams (maybe not the best interest rate of my dreams but still) and I don't have to talk to any more salesman. I have settled upon a 2007 Chevrolet Tahoe, a white one, just what I wanted!! <br />
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My life has suddenly turned chaotic now that Bailey is no longer in daycare everyday, Chase is playing football with practice 3 times a wk, working 40 hrs a week the hubby working swing shifts, trying to get to the gym so I don't completely turn to mush, and trying to keep my house from turning into a pigsty while keeping food on the table. So, nonetheless I am a little on edge these days. I have never liked for plans that I have in my head to change,no matter how small. I thrive on structure and organization but am the most disorganized and unstructured person alive. How can this be? How am I wired to be such a conflict of interest with myself? I promise to always apologize when I snap and I promise that it will happen again!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> It's that time of year again when parents are frantically running around the house trying to find this, trying to cook that, and trying to not be late! (well maybe that is just me) </div><div style="text-align: center;">Chase started the 1st grade this year and he could have cared less. I walked him to his class and he was just walking in circles talking about some catfish he caught last weekend, I swear that kid would talk to a deaf person if they looked slightly interested! </div><div style="text-align: center;">He looked super cute in his plaid shorts and pale yellow collared shirt (both staples of any true southern boy's closet). </div><div style="text-align: center;">He is carrying his same book bag from last year but he finally grew into it and it has his name on it so why not?! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Chase goes to our small town private school and we are so thankful that he is able attend a school that is so focused on Christianity and having a relationship with God. The school year kicked off with a convocation in the gym that featured not one, but two pastors! They both preached a little but mainly we prayed for the upcoming year, the students, parents, faculty, and our country. God is so good and I am blessed to have my children in an environment that nurtures that relationship. They say prayer every morning over the intercom as well as say the pledges to the Christian and American flags. I honestly believe this is what is wrong with the public school systems, once you take God out of something it only leaves room for the devil!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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We went to the Edisto in June with my family and the great, Dee Wheeler, came down and took a few pics for us:)<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Six years has come and gone too fast </div><div style="text-align: center;">you're growing up before my eyes</div><div style="text-align: center;"> but watching you has been a blast!</div><div style="text-align: center;">You love to hunt and you love to fish</div><div style="text-align: center;"> grilled cheese and steak is your favorite dish.</div><div style="text-align: center;">You love to sing at the top of your lungs</div><div style="text-align: center;"> there's not a country song that doesn't just roll off your tongue</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I think you may be the smartest kid I know</div><div style="text-align: center;">you get that from me, dont you know?</div><div style="text-align: center;"> you love things organized and you love things clean</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm not sure where that came from, if you know what I mean!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't wait to see what the next year has in store</div><div style="text-align: center;">but just know that I love you each day, more and more!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thank you God for giving me such a smart, handsome, considerate, loving son! I am so proud of the boy he is and the man that he will become one day. He brings so much joy and laughter to everyone around him and is also such a wonderful friend to everyone at his school. He says yes ma'am, no ma'am, please, and thank you without being reminded. He helps keep the house clean (not just his room) and helps with his baby sister. I could not ask for a better son than him. I pray that he always keeps God first and that he keeps that loving personality. I am one blessed momma! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6IsUkFOasTu6jifoy3yg9eFArWhubAno2x0JiZQDXcfT-mCxlJZ0lKCx2zRCp1Ae2ZXvSqZWiVbYgPwydhnhjlP9VXC2FgmGV9BV5JQFrvsE-FNOwSSH7psiTpEYMXQEY8JyxM9IxYJ4U/s1600/P5230241.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6IsUkFOasTu6jifoy3yg9eFArWhubAno2x0JiZQDXcfT-mCxlJZ0lKCx2zRCp1Ae2ZXvSqZWiVbYgPwydhnhjlP9VXC2FgmGV9BV5JQFrvsE-FNOwSSH7psiTpEYMXQEY8JyxM9IxYJ4U/s200/P5230241.JPG" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPVWksqDbHIwWHydra52bMABDPQOfdDAtn_Mzp_V8-H1jI_LNwbrZPHelj5IrFmeCwk8EShnclfezaV8pw7sSMtVGcDfdnuQTxbmkHLjHSE2tg5cmRZspbM7k5471wYNl6mdMkeDjdNChq/s1600/P5230238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPVWksqDbHIwWHydra52bMABDPQOfdDAtn_Mzp_V8-H1jI_LNwbrZPHelj5IrFmeCwk8EShnclfezaV8pw7sSMtVGcDfdnuQTxbmkHLjHSE2tg5cmRZspbM7k5471wYNl6mdMkeDjdNChq/s200/P5230238.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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