A wife of noble character who can find? She is worth far more than rubies.
Her husband has full confidence in her and lacks nothing of value.
She brings him good, not harm, all the days of her life.
She selects wool and flax and works with eager hands.
She is like the merchant ships, bringing her food from afar.
She gets up while it is still dark; she provides food for her family and portions for her servant girls.
She considers a field and buys it; out of her earnings she plants a vinyard.
She sets about her work vigerously; her arms are strong for her tasks.
She sees that her trading is profitable, and her lamp does not go out at night.
In her hand she holds the distaff and grasps the spindle with her fingers.
She opens her arms to the poor and extends her hands to the needy.
When it snows, she has no fear for her household; for all of them are clothed in scarlet.
She makes coverings for her bed; she is clothed in linen and purple.
Her husband is respected at the city gate, where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.
She makes lined garments and sells them, and supplies the merchantsn with sashes.
She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come.
She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
She watches over the affairs of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness.
Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: "Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all."

Charm is deceptive and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.



** sigh ** someday.


Maybe I will have servant girls and a vinyard. ;)

carrots

what the what?  what is this?

Nope… don’t like it. 

Stop mom, seriously.  Get it out of, and off of, my face.

 

I’M NOT JOKING!!

The official end of an era

The size one diapers will be retired like a jersey.

4th of July!

  Brady and I loaded the dog and the baby and more gear  than we have ever needed before (welcome to parenthood) into the car and headed out.  We drove 500 miles (only stopping once to pee, eat and change a diaper).  I would consider that a HUGE success being the first time we have road tripped with Rex.  Anywho – here are some tidbits: 

Bea, dying to sit in Brady’s lap… just for a second!!!

Bea the wonder-dog had some SERIOUS energy to spend upon arrival, and deserved a dip in Lake Davis.  She found the perfect stick and got to it.

 

 

This is the house where I was built.  It smells just as piney as it looks.  Lucky me!!!

 

  The Cousins.

Ignore the red mark on Rex’s face.   No, I don’t know what it is – he is fine, I promise.

 

 

annnnnnnnnnnnnnd… the mother of the year IS…..   ME!

Turns out that Rex’s stroller can hold TWO beers.   We took him to the fire works… and you know what?  Beer, babies and fireworks work together a lot better than one would anticipate!

Abby is learning to blow bubbles.  She was determined to show me --

 

 

 

 

 

…no bubble.   maybe next time.

What’s a trip home without a visit to the Mohawk Tavern!?  Dollars on the ceiling….  fish on the wall.  Makes perfect sense after a few of the drinks they pour.

A sister, an old friend and a new one!

Serena (next door neighbor for my WHOLE childhood)

Kristin (my sister)

and Carl – my sister’s wet blanket.  (hehe)  He likes to be called her husband though.

Grandma holding Rex at the Loyalton parade.  Best parade ever.  Not only do they throw dog treats AND candy (Bea was pretty excited)  they come by TWICE.  I guess that is what happens when you have a parade in a town of less than 1000 people.  And what is a holiday in the summer without PUPPIES?!?!  We snuggled these lil guys after the parade on our walk back to my Grandma’s house.  Tradition states firmly that after the parade, but before the pick nick, one must walk to Grandma’s house for a pb & mayo sandwich (nope, not kidding)  Brady was a party pooper. 

 

Meet Leland and Phyllis.  My Grandparents. 

more to come on them later.