PINK, PINK, PINK

She loves her  pink cast..

 

Today I am grateful for the kindness of others who went out of their way to give of their time and love to us.

 

Grateful

Today I am grateful for the love of the Lord in my life. I don't say this often on social media and I should say it more often. I have been pondering this in my life a lot lately as I have seen people go through certain trials and as we have gone through our own.  I have been gently forced to see his love in my life for me and for my family.  This has brought me peace in a world that thrives on the opposite.

Breakin' Good

 Yup that's right  She broke her arm

 How did she break it?  I thought you might ask.

 

Playing at the park on the spinner is a dangerous thing and she flew off...  she broke her ulna and radius.  She  is a trooper though.

46 Reasons My Three Year Old Might be Freaking Out

I have to admit I found this on a guy's blog and found it so true for my Abigail.  HE HE HE!!

http://jasongood.net/365/2012/12/46-reasons-why-my-three-year-old-might-be-freaking-out/

Some of these are total guesses. Educated guesses, but guesses nonetheless. Seems like it’s hard being a kid.
Her sock is on wrong.
Her lip tastes salty.
Her shirt has a tag on it.
The car seat is weird.
She’s hungry, but can’t remember the word “hungry.”
Someone touched her knee.
She's not allowed in the oven.
I picked out the wrong pants.
Her sister looked at her.
Her sister didn't look at her.
Her hair is heavy.
We don’t understand what she said.
She doesn’t want to get out of the car.
She wants to get out of the car by herself.
The tablet has a password.
Her sleeve is touching her thumb.
She doesn’t understand how popsicles are made.
The inside of her nose stinks.
Chicken is gross.
A balloon she got six months ago is missing.
A puzzle piece won’t fit in upside down.
I gave her the wrong blue crayon.
The gummy vitamin is too firm.
Netflix is slow.
She jumped off the sofa and we weren’t watching.
She’s not allowed to touch fire.
Everything is wrong with her coat.
There’s a dog within a 70 mile radius.
A shoe should fit either foot.
I asked her a question.
Her sister is getting attention for two seconds.
She can’t lift a pumpkin.
She can’t have my keys.
She has too many crayons by her.
Her left hand has a tiny scratch on it and it is currently the end of the world.
The inside of her cheek feels rough.
Things take too long to cook.
She has too much food in her mouth.
She sneezed.
She doesn’t know how to type.
The Dustbuster is going to eat her.
Her mom is taking a shower.
Someone knocked over her tower.
She got powdered sugar on her pants.
The yogurt won’t stay on her spoon.
EVERYTHING IS TOO HOT.

Living out of her car

Abigail has decided she can't live without this car. She has had many adventures from going to the pretend movies, to shopping, and many more.  Her Aunt Jennifer Stallings gave her this fun hand me down and I am positive many more adventures will happen in this red beauty of a car.

GAWKING

To Gawk is to stare stupidly/gape.  Yesterday was a new experience for me as you can see by my definition. I have never been gawked at before.  I felt like I was wearing nothing because the person was looking at me so intently even when I would look back at that person.  I felt like yelling out stop gawking at me.  Has anyone else ever experienced this?

Running

Let's be honest... I have always had a love hate relationship with running.  Back in October I decided to sign up for a half marathon at the coaxing of my friend Mackenzie Poppleton.  I began training and at first I thought that running was the most horrible thing EVER.  I thought that for the next two months...................However, beginning in December I started to enjoy the time running gave me to think and ponder.  Now, I am glad for the daily moments I get to just ponder while running.  I guess it isn't so bad after all.   I will let you know what I think after the half marathon on March 2nd.