Thursdays are the one day of the week that we have no where to be which is so nice. Today we packed it full of fun though.
Harper looks thrilled - but she really did like getting her hair cut and she acted so well!
Hollis did great! She is so funny! I mainly just got her bangs cut and a little trimmed in the back.
I was a little worried the curls would fall out but I don't know why - it's curlier than ever now! She put mousse in it and dried it with a diffuser and it looked so precious!
Little sweeties with new do's.
My girls love "Aunt Laurie" so so much!
Amanda and Lela
There is a pumpkin place on the road and Harper is ALWAYS asking to go get a pumpkin so I decided we would go today after lunch. (How cute are their pumpkin dresses from http://www.etsy.com/shop/julianneoriginals). I tried to get a good picture of them but they will never both look and I sweat so much I might as well do an hour long zumba class. I just end up getting frustrated. (Do y'all do that?)
Harper was SO excited and had so much fun. I foresee several visits to pumpkin patches in the next few weeks. I love this time of year. And Harper is finally really into it which makes it so fun!
Hollis had a good time too!
Harper wanted to buy every pumpkin there. We got several good ones for our front porch!
My absolute favorite lady at church came up to me at Bible Study this week and told me she had read my blog about "changing my prayers" and she copied a poem for me that had encouraged her when her boys were growing up. I had big tears well up when she gave it to me and I could have done the ugly cry honestly. This is by Billy Graham's daughter Ruth and it is PERFECT. You might want to get a copy for your bathroom mirror.
Had I been Joseph's mother
I'd have prayed
protection from his brothers
"God, keep him safe.
He is so young,
so different from
the others."
Mercifully,
she never knew
there would be slavery
and prison, too.
I'd have prayed
protection from his brothers
"God, keep him safe.
He is so young,
so different from
the others."
Mercifully,
she never knew
there would be slavery
and prison, too.
Had I been Moses' mother
I'd have wept to keep my little son:
praying she might forget
the babe drawn from the water
of the Nile.
Had I not kept
him for her
nursing him the while,
was he not mine?
--and she
but Pharaoh's daughter?
Had I been Daniel's mother
I should have pled
"Give victory!
--this Babylonian horde
godless and cruel--
Don't let him be a captive
--better dead,
Almighty Lord!"
Had I been Mary,
Oh, had I been she,
I would have cried
as never a mother cried,
"Anything, O God,
Anything
--but
crucified."
With such prayers importunate
my finite wisdom would assail
Infinite Wisdom
God, how fortunate
Infinite Wisdom
should prevail.