tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26157554050174665712024-02-19T02:53:33.097-06:00The Scherr Family...but as for me and my house, we shall serve the lord.
Joshua 24:15Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.comBlogger175125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-1039141723181612442010-12-28T20:30:00.000-06:002010-12-28T20:30:26.872-06:00Christmas 2010 Scherr Family<a href="http://animoto.com/play/9A3OK8tFaI9A9dSKHy7s2Q">Christmas 2010 Scherr Family</a>Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-68670622575302972192010-10-16T19:40:00.000-05:002010-10-16T20:01:08.397-05:00Needed Reprieve<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxDIjbjxrzoqgSYULevEk7Y8LQxdZulNgTRjmkZvIP3kJzI0r3AVtnVRp-eQyqKIBj6yuIiABx_WGqeQEszf_a18oZxN-SOYTEaIkMJMqH_41pPwDyMUHbHsD1cqoG6Qc9NZigBUY-5xy9/s1600/DSC_6642.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528812727370389954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxDIjbjxrzoqgSYULevEk7Y8LQxdZulNgTRjmkZvIP3kJzI0r3AVtnVRp-eQyqKIBj6yuIiABx_WGqeQEszf_a18oZxN-SOYTEaIkMJMqH_41pPwDyMUHbHsD1cqoG6Qc9NZigBUY-5xy9/s320/DSC_6642.JPG" /></a> Isn't he precious?!? He melts my heart.</div><div><br /><div>This weekend was a much needed reprieve from a busy, hectic week! <div><div>Preston left town Friday after work so that made me a single mom for a busy but fun Saturday. Kids sports are in full swing and we started the day with Will's soccer game. He absolutely loves playing and is so fun to watch. He has such joy in his face the whole time he's playing, such a nice change to the competitive sports the older kids play now. Then it was off to Jake's football game and it was tough to watch by myself. I was a nervous wreck the whole time. I did not like being there without P, it seemed like all the pressure was on me for some strange reason. They ended up winning and everything was fine. Praise the Lord!</div><div>I've spent the evening organizing all of my Thirty-One stuff so I can get a few parties started. I'm really excited about all of this--which is way out of my box. </div><div>I can't wait for tomorrow. Sunday's are my favorite day of the week! </div><div>Below are a few pics from this weekend and last of the kids playing football, volleyball, and soccer.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528812722151268290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoFRkMLXGdKTy2IInR1BU2EcjlF7MsKmajKl5n74eTuktgbnBYGui_7uTL2B4J82bKfnJDw4yzh7cUkYOR5rG4DM1zPBt2rPUyLNCtvFrRJUeLq7A49rMJXxjuCjCje3oHth_-QxlndMKh/s320/077.JPG" /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528812731652762194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJyVuRR0IbSmbeXivGxS23LpJjhTzFLm-5wWjFv_LVBxV2o7kJAFecwnbNK1kdT-RHU3uJWBHQS2c5kaA2F1pj5K9hqXbKkw1GYBJgsG-ximyOQxXzKQ-2mcOvjFm3DjgbnAnxeCaBIgc1/s320/DSC_6626.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528812717420710338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsOGSVRORRKmmpkTGTN71583b3K_Bq4AKloUP31oRY5guZBPCdhOWE-rLo-vdufkEBev6-S2dQouJJ2BPyf_0dZnOED9_wYrZFVClRtbdOCHXrFjmNJDkQYG4u2ezRg87yDPzUyLfAT39U/s320/064.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-55202250124514066772010-10-05T19:55:00.000-05:002010-10-05T20:01:32.554-05:00Sad...The last several months have been a whirlwind. I got on the computer tonight for the first time in a long time, (who needs computers when I can do almost anything from my phone!), and clicked on over here to my little family blog. I'm sad when I think back because I've lost almost a year of memories being recorded. It's made me realize why I blog, I do it for me so I can have this virtual scrapbook-it's a bonus that our family gets to visit too. I seldom take pictures because I don't do anything with them, unless I post them. So now that I've lost 8 months documenting my precious babies' lives, I am committed more than ever to start back again, because I don't ever want a day to come where I can't remember what they were like as little kids. Before I know it, they will be grown and moved away.Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-41807224106395221622010-02-16T19:36:00.000-06:002010-02-16T19:51:20.065-06:00I NEED Spring!I can't take it anymore! I don't like winter, that is for sure. I need warmth, and sunshine, and playing outside!<br /><br />And I'm coming to realize March is right around the corner. Thank goodness. It's been a long winter. Am I the only one who is feeling this way? <br /><br />Moving on...<br />We have been having so much fun lately. Lauren's basketball is in full swing (actually close to being over) and the boy's have actually not been up to too terribly much. It's been nice not having a ton of places to run the kids to. <br /><br />It's been so long, I need to let go of the way past and just zone in on the recent past. This weekend we had so much fun. Friday, Preston and I enjoyed a night double dating with our friends Matt and Erin. We went to eat dinner at the Wharf and then to watch Valentine's Day. We had a little bit of a wait at dinner so we walked into the movie when the previews started and we had to sit on the front row. The positive was we had plenty of leg room. ha! I made everyone rush through dinner so we wouldn't be late to the movie and if I hear Preston tell one more person that he ordered an awesome steak, he just wishes he had a chance to actually taste it, I might lose it! He is such a turkey! Then on Sunday the church kept the kids so parents could go out on a date night and we had so much fun going to dinner just the two of us. We don't often get the chance to go out so when we go out twice in one weekend, we really didn't know what to do with ourselves!<br /><br />Monday was a bad weather day so I didn't have to work and so Will and I spent the day together. We went to get our car washed and oil changed and it took over an hour and a half. He behaved so well. There were a couple of times when he wanted to get down and play in the toy room, which I don't allow because they are so <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">germy</span>. Anyway, the few times he started to misbehave I would ask him if I needed to take him to the bathroom for a spanking. I said it to him another time when I guess he saw someone was in the bathroom and he said I couldn't take him in there. So I told him I would take him outside to do it. That's when he told me I couldn't. He told me if I took him outside to spank him, then people would see, then I would get in trouble! Where in the world does he come up with this stuff?? He's a turkey too.<br /><br />And now I think we're caught up. Well maybe not caught up but now I'm up to date. I have great hopes that I might start taking pictures of my kids again and can get some up here too. With that, it's time for me to bathe some children.Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-90481415094406233722009-12-31T12:00:00.000-06:002009-12-31T13:17:07.389-06:00Another Year Gone!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwnVZPWn6RKvoYxVicLEVkR9D4KP-G3uTf7Gl0tTymoJDgUCwJPlHnO8ElN_vXnS5wdEEwssQVCgIY2L7gCy51zivL8bHSOkRLa0QV8Ejd2KU14sL1Z_QlXXnD3GuwZO1Op7AjtNBd6bgH/s1600-h/new+year.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 107px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421474846624665010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwnVZPWn6RKvoYxVicLEVkR9D4KP-G3uTf7Gl0tTymoJDgUCwJPlHnO8ElN_vXnS5wdEEwssQVCgIY2L7gCy51zivL8bHSOkRLa0QV8Ejd2KU14sL1Z_QlXXnD3GuwZO1Op7AjtNBd6bgH/s400/new+year.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>I can't believe we are sitting here on the last day of 2009. I can remember my parents always saying just wait you'll see how time flies by. I couldn't imagine that ever being the case. Here I am now 30 years old, and each day goes my so fast I could probably get whiplash. </div><br /><br /><div>2009 had some pretty major life changing happenings. Preston got his master <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">license</span> and now owns his own business. It was such a difficult thing for him and I was so proud of him when he did it. It has changed every aspect of our life and I am so thankful for it. </div><br /><div>The other very important change was our <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">church</span>. P and I had always gone to my childhood church and we definitely felt God calling us elsewhere. It was really an amazing thing. I am very much a shy, introvert and the thought of going somewhere completely foreign seems ludicrous. But it was such a strong urge that we just had to do it. It is the best decision of my life. We started visiting a church over the summer and fell in love with everything. We also joined a small group and jumped in feet first. I am so thankful I listened to what God was telling me. We became members a couple of months ago and it was the best change ever!</div><br /><div>The hope of a new year is always refreshing. The thought of leaving 2009 in the past and getting a fresh, new start is exciting.</div><br /><em>"This is what the Lord says-he who made a way through the sea, a path through the mighty waters,</em><br /><em>Forget the the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland." Isaiah 43:16, 18-19</em><br /><br />I have been thinking about what I want for this new year. OF COURSE, I have the same obvious resolution I have every year. I want to eat better and work out more. I want to make better choices when cooking and grocery shopping. P and I have already talked about it and we are starting tomorrow! I am giving myself this one last day to finish of the yummy chocolate sheet cake I made. ha!<br />I want to be a better wife. I need to be so much more deliberate in giving P undivided attention. I get so bogged down in the craziness of our daily life that I tend to neglect him since he's old enough to take care of himself. <br />I wake up every morning with the desire to be the best mommy in the whole world and I know I fail miserably everyday! It will always be my goal to be a better mommy. I want to show each one of my kids just how <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">unbelievably</span> special each one of them are and what a magnificent gift they are to both of us.<br />But other than the obvious, I want to focus this year at being better on the inside. I want this year to be a year of growth. I want to grow in my relationship with God and spend very deliberate time in His word and getting to know Him better. I know he desires a close relationship with me and I have allowed myself to stay too busy for this. With that I want to share His love. We spent a little time before the holidays helping a family with our <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">CLG</span> group. This family is in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">desperate</span> need and it felt so good to help out a little. But I don't only want to help during the holidays. I want my kids to experience daily what it's like to show God's love. I want share the many blessings we've been given. <br />So with that said, I'm saying good-bye to 2009 and hello 2010!<br /><br />What are your resolutions for the new year? <br /><em></em>Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-75367443715308236222009-12-30T09:43:00.000-06:002009-12-30T09:49:21.046-06:00LazyI am the definition of lazy right now. <br /><br />We had the most wonderful Christmas with family and friends and it has all come to an end. It was a little sad. And now I have done absolutely nothing for 2 days. <br /><br />Decorations are coming down today and house needs to be cleaned. I must go to the grocery store because I think I'm having slight <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">withdrawals</span> from my regular morning Diet Dr.Pepper that's been missing for two days. <br /><br />The kids have really enjoyed their time off and all of their loot from Christmas. I'll try to get pictures up soon from Christmas day.<br /><br />And now I'm off to actually get out of this bed and possibly out of my pajamas since that didn't happen yesterday :).Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-58975604370408398002009-11-30T20:13:00.000-06:002009-11-30T20:37:04.978-06:00Leftovers<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhES1hsdrh5rkE6zUqFGt-XJaq2LtqfploaRUWkfTtwSOHyX-pIkvsgf5h3mcPf78Xs0J4h1zHACIEj-l0Lv6H8Wss7lQSeB82TQTqNCxpQH38A85exE4MyXCG_G-zWjJ0Vk8hKx1qbds9E/s1600/random+011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhES1hsdrh5rkE6zUqFGt-XJaq2LtqfploaRUWkfTtwSOHyX-pIkvsgf5h3mcPf78Xs0J4h1zHACIEj-l0Lv6H8Wss7lQSeB82TQTqNCxpQH38A85exE4MyXCG_G-zWjJ0Vk8hKx1qbds9E/s400/random+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410090067713641154" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUkK9EYPdC2zcVXxh4t32696xbUy1nM-04GyahSv0ZbYovv49gFRAo-ApM-34TCI4-9NUBoLutzu9iw2AlG68v_UyJJBcUE-m4ViwKOpj4jM6kRWBR_sm4aTyKIEtAN_AY0uhuHzmR9I00/s1600/random+008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUkK9EYPdC2zcVXxh4t32696xbUy1nM-04GyahSv0ZbYovv49gFRAo-ApM-34TCI4-9NUBoLutzu9iw2AlG68v_UyJJBcUE-m4ViwKOpj4jM6kRWBR_sm4aTyKIEtAN_AY0uhuHzmR9I00/s400/random+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410090064362101634" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOZk6gfGudBIQDaB1pG_X3VBDt2V8Dh4ckWW94PmLzCGthnGb4lsb6nSGK2LJ11SYb938cYF8CGutVlAZ7-7OWbe5NHqOlbgux47KWoq3iM_65vwJGU2XExOqf5zXZqpBvM3zIIxmOqHwD/s1600/random+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOZk6gfGudBIQDaB1pG_X3VBDt2V8Dh4ckWW94PmLzCGthnGb4lsb6nSGK2LJ11SYb938cYF8CGutVlAZ7-7OWbe5NHqOlbgux47KWoq3iM_65vwJGU2XExOqf5zXZqpBvM3zIIxmOqHwD/s400/random+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410090052896435074" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1CY1GN-gAQU0wBBKCDOvTD7oQ27Rk0Aq2cReL8IJdeFIaX2tM6E6rn2k9H3lhxZbAbIvdVITbQ8oZdNfIKueQV4Ag3QzW7EtaITJ__JiZTJQFON-WXxlgFo0o73K16ax3qyuAGZaEIwMK/s1600/random+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1CY1GN-gAQU0wBBKCDOvTD7oQ27Rk0Aq2cReL8IJdeFIaX2tM6E6rn2k9H3lhxZbAbIvdVITbQ8oZdNfIKueQV4Ag3QzW7EtaITJ__JiZTJQFON-WXxlgFo0o73K16ax3qyuAGZaEIwMK/s400/random+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410090044005980594" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0kZBmiUhhXcCUL7mYrKYM4dz8584shJkQMxsHkCORu8Dx3xO5QqPelw4CQDshF3dYFAevKU02no8jdNF7F19W3RLu_dwIxUme1y2AYoWazUKtqVSf33q27iYKzpN19kb8SaCGIp9MTXAO/s1600/random+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0kZBmiUhhXcCUL7mYrKYM4dz8584shJkQMxsHkCORu8Dx3xO5QqPelw4CQDshF3dYFAevKU02no8jdNF7F19W3RLu_dwIxUme1y2AYoWazUKtqVSf33q27iYKzpN19kb8SaCGIp9MTXAO/s400/random+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410090035424975282" border="0" /></a><br />I almost forgot to post a few pics from Thanksgiving. The kids really enjoyed the rope swing near the lake at Aunt Kaye's and Uncle Darrell's house. This is the kids before we left. I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Now it's time to prepare out hearts for the birth of our Savior.Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-15833380536804399492009-11-30T20:04:00.000-06:002009-11-30T20:13:24.422-06:00Sneak Peak<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjllRHx7GQXBXoGq7WkFgKoS8d1inWtLbcpbqkgE2DUc7NsI2w-NK5j8noHNLusJ9d8MikYiu9ueKicIxWkbes7XT7MExgMVQeLNVWkfSfTh4c2rUv-53L42dMnph2mpEJOzTdjGyr3KvEg/s1600/random+044.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjllRHx7GQXBXoGq7WkFgKoS8d1inWtLbcpbqkgE2DUc7NsI2w-NK5j8noHNLusJ9d8MikYiu9ueKicIxWkbes7XT7MExgMVQeLNVWkfSfTh4c2rUv-53L42dMnph2mpEJOzTdjGyr3KvEg/s400/random+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410084920640620994" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeIJmrXhJdsu1sSf-WISMcxVhgTP8TnoLI80_R-uWzitQ7_fbPeKg-9kzRVqAU-PbpATfyc5GRTBusD5RhNsq4r68VyAbc9twVKtI-HTfSQYSibFk_kgkzqGR3ApeEhqbqkCKbMRgWkF1q/s1600/random+037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeIJmrXhJdsu1sSf-WISMcxVhgTP8TnoLI80_R-uWzitQ7_fbPeKg-9kzRVqAU-PbpATfyc5GRTBusD5RhNsq4r68VyAbc9twVKtI-HTfSQYSibFk_kgkzqGR3ApeEhqbqkCKbMRgWkF1q/s400/random+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410084910956214114" border="0" /></a><br />I had a little photo session with the kids to try to get something for Christmas cards. I am such a wanna-be photographer, with no talent! These won't be gracing the front of our cards this year, but it's a sneak peak of what's to come. The first one is so cute of Will. He put his hands in his pocket like his brother.Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-71015348564961143582009-11-30T20:00:00.000-06:002009-11-30T20:03:49.745-06:00LOVE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikW0s7hoxRVprlax4-yEaAmJKmQeC7hz8iMrtT9nMnTJOVU7ap6T80mLbST7JNI_BrMQoPnUaG9RpOSzGK8ezSRSOgCKM3nqK4vwwx-iGB-Z26Hh7OkBmsJ4ha9-Odzt7LEr3SH_j1cd3t/s1600/random+019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 194px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikW0s7hoxRVprlax4-yEaAmJKmQeC7hz8iMrtT9nMnTJOVU7ap6T80mLbST7JNI_BrMQoPnUaG9RpOSzGK8ezSRSOgCKM3nqK4vwwx-iGB-Z26Hh7OkBmsJ4ha9-Odzt7LEr3SH_j1cd3t/s400/random+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410082330794211298" border="0" /></a>I love, love, love baby eyelashes! So sweet.Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-31895760922110381882009-11-23T16:43:00.000-06:002009-11-30T20:00:47.791-06:00Too Much Fun!We woke up Saturday morning and surprised the kids with a little day trip to San Antonio and took them to Fiesta Texas. We took this motor home to drive down there and it was so much fun! This is the way to travel. We went with some friends of ours and there were 11 of us in there and we fit perfect.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr4UYv4WSvTyThCJYI6btHCOqwqCa7XbHmL96QPnpKkd4T6H2u7Rh9IQPWTNd0JY4MyycYdxl9So2DBC9Qklbr_JrxOo9UcIrdSULObGz5qeTW397xDeCWmWxlQaoVwJCewkB76kxqLhjk/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr4UYv4WSvTyThCJYI6btHCOqwqCa7XbHmL96QPnpKkd4T6H2u7Rh9IQPWTNd0JY4MyycYdxl9So2DBC9Qklbr_JrxOo9UcIrdSULObGz5qeTW397xDeCWmWxlQaoVwJCewkB76kxqLhjk/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407274748292341266" border="0" /></a>Here is Will at the table watching a movie.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP1lCjpzpf9obXP3-J0c3TFqJufQ_8VArZuf7aR5qFXVz8wLC4TWqlzXD_81u7c8ly7XC1DR6PWpIuSSV1RAXsfWpsOjSITjWcmhJjes9vy2tsiT-3TKYU0yZIdjUAyzzVPiGDfGJfOZhU/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP1lCjpzpf9obXP3-J0c3TFqJufQ_8VArZuf7aR5qFXVz8wLC4TWqlzXD_81u7c8ly7XC1DR6PWpIuSSV1RAXsfWpsOjSITjWcmhJjes9vy2tsiT-3TKYU0yZIdjUAyzzVPiGDfGJfOZhU/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407274744008097234" border="0" /></a>Lauren and Kaitlyn on the top bed checking it all out.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoFp1gxJ5IlrExvG3RK_vyLVhf6l84JyImge9RNHdYvievRQ2l3IBOGZ5yHKUInr5Mw9WdD8QaAG5hK1xN6dWnpD6VpI69cPLoAyNqBveXgq9tjP2D3kDi3RaptjjpYFTy6Z_-ixFETYA_/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoFp1gxJ5IlrExvG3RK_vyLVhf6l84JyImge9RNHdYvievRQ2l3IBOGZ5yHKUInr5Mw9WdD8QaAG5hK1xN6dWnpD6VpI69cPLoAyNqBveXgq9tjP2D3kDi3RaptjjpYFTy6Z_-ixFETYA_/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407274740779093794" border="0" /></a>Jacob in the back bedroom getting settled in to watch another movie.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTF0loIKU7N-hPArl5b-oe2cfAyq2EBGyK_Mf6YeVUtIX3i5ThJwPQUhTQqIH2gI7E0vbyURimgpesXAsqlcF14J48S7dC11p0qGvpj_bTmpSI5W6w0NR4xw85k3VgWv-1XWuhjYJ1qiIN/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTF0loIKU7N-hPArl5b-oe2cfAyq2EBGyK_Mf6YeVUtIX3i5ThJwPQUhTQqIH2gI7E0vbyURimgpesXAsqlcF14J48S7dC11p0qGvpj_bTmpSI5W6w0NR4xw85k3VgWv-1XWuhjYJ1qiIN/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407274737193932370" border="0" /></a>He is way too cool to look directly at the camera!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOO3rFlgG8T8pcZPZfivr9gcTRFsgjoUVDBdmXQ5M1VViKvIrPtFjB7gpy1KEv4SQFYEiHhDjbQDZCDDiLYScslqFZFhBY6FUYTY63t225lntHLEgKQjdQON_Fxd6iqHmQJl-dEvLVnaQq/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+021.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOO3rFlgG8T8pcZPZfivr9gcTRFsgjoUVDBdmXQ5M1VViKvIrPtFjB7gpy1KEv4SQFYEiHhDjbQDZCDDiLYScslqFZFhBY6FUYTY63t225lntHLEgKQjdQON_Fxd6iqHmQJl-dEvLVnaQq/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407274727319012226" border="0" /></a>Lauren posing!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5gL5zdfbp1luQE6jVFA2j3KRTXyUP5ZWhcA86gRfUFx48SggwGCr2Hqt49ruIYzeEGC-yh-NyOh-wQXTdOHIFALDU0cxr-y_yRWVZW3F9T2UN-rNlC5BDc3hqVgWLJVNr6cFK7_plaHxp/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5gL5zdfbp1luQE6jVFA2j3KRTXyUP5ZWhcA86gRfUFx48SggwGCr2Hqt49ruIYzeEGC-yh-NyOh-wQXTdOHIFALDU0cxr-y_yRWVZW3F9T2UN-rNlC5BDc3hqVgWLJVNr6cFK7_plaHxp/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407270943149569042" border="0" /></a>Will in his regular picture pose. ( I realized this is how most of his pictures are!)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhitEQFHzL7ZBCx91onU9ai0CggH07MKmhyubo60uHwg0NXrGDbrwOr-d5o1np1jRj9yZjBenD2BM7xi2snpcRPfnxh9l6w1G7tHswALPe_aYKDpJzjRCiiykkULGHj3c6BGpLkF15c8lmP/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhitEQFHzL7ZBCx91onU9ai0CggH07MKmhyubo60uHwg0NXrGDbrwOr-d5o1np1jRj9yZjBenD2BM7xi2snpcRPfnxh9l6w1G7tHswALPe_aYKDpJzjRCiiykkULGHj3c6BGpLkF15c8lmP/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407270937066353826" border="0" /></a>Most of the clan.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0tGYljxk6bKi6U4UEE4bZFlv7kvU5IrKcDKSUROobH71ZC7jkClNX8tjlT0C7BqiN9YXuEnsgezw0_qdEKjvbxazKQidFIFO8FC5icvv1w6h5URla2zAYSOOZpv0g7CoQXyReclBrdH5P/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0tGYljxk6bKi6U4UEE4bZFlv7kvU5IrKcDKSUROobH71ZC7jkClNX8tjlT0C7BqiN9YXuEnsgezw0_qdEKjvbxazKQidFIFO8FC5icvv1w6h5URla2zAYSOOZpv0g7CoQXyReclBrdH5P/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407270930936901058" border="0" /></a>Will on his first ride.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitg9fqj9mAp4dtTsAL619Qh4BFz_79RjXVhVniL7_sRHi23Z96gGvNW5fxoaocBoP2JPFFGE78NO7yufhcs23k8kv1yIl9D0kexX1MCMS8EYFIwQ8VA_vsmgfRKbh7ofhmb89F0uTnucIe/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+052.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitg9fqj9mAp4dtTsAL619Qh4BFz_79RjXVhVniL7_sRHi23Z96gGvNW5fxoaocBoP2JPFFGE78NO7yufhcs23k8kv1yIl9D0kexX1MCMS8EYFIwQ8VA_vsmgfRKbh7ofhmb89F0uTnucIe/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407270918834418274" border="0" /></a>A rare picture of Preston.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho3vxcY6GCkLPfyhdl3DTZdA3ChVmT7xsTHMjryBEIb6WNGseEVJsr_tbxFfd2iWUib0CNCeGlwH4oH9W-HeT8UinJ96ShtNddDL_jlmioAk_kcFxbgsfSZeLMTTiMGFX53gYB5luVhXqW/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+060.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho3vxcY6GCkLPfyhdl3DTZdA3ChVmT7xsTHMjryBEIb6WNGseEVJsr_tbxFfd2iWUib0CNCeGlwH4oH9W-HeT8UinJ96ShtNddDL_jlmioAk_kcFxbgsfSZeLMTTiMGFX53gYB5luVhXqW/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407270916241037330" border="0" /></a>Lauren, Will, and Kaitlyn. They're teaching Will to raise his arms on the rides. :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3X6QMbWZIcny0RymTt6vZyDA5GzzCJLZAkDncmqohUONyibJEv55vlasXKtwx_9bk9VmXDl9YJihJ0-aBW4xvVTLUfZp4oCYhE-QsmEIUgG-N2rd2p4jpMj2lLqj8oQffGOjFvWp6a1Hq/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+062.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3X6QMbWZIcny0RymTt6vZyDA5GzzCJLZAkDncmqohUONyibJEv55vlasXKtwx_9bk9VmXDl9YJihJ0-aBW4xvVTLUfZp4oCYhE-QsmEIUgG-N2rd2p4jpMj2lLqj8oQffGOjFvWp6a1Hq/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407145498844386178" border="0" /></a>And here is Will on a roller coaster. (Note to self: You get very sick if you're riding a roller coaster and looking through a camera lens, no matter how babyish the ride!)<br />He said it was the "rules" to put your hands in the air.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgELsMq6IS7ErVNgctYZJSSQLqFPcPCIes6iWdJvb-uLIg56jwi4QBR8x280sR-MhQrQneMokYLNJfu-_keYjPi6k5QHmCXU7EyYJ_srUIMbARmIKzPcg3bmdREN7v86MvT0i4BGHykCVE5/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+070.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgELsMq6IS7ErVNgctYZJSSQLqFPcPCIes6iWdJvb-uLIg56jwi4QBR8x280sR-MhQrQneMokYLNJfu-_keYjPi6k5QHmCXU7EyYJ_srUIMbARmIKzPcg3bmdREN7v86MvT0i4BGHykCVE5/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407145494413646626" border="0" /></a>I love this picture. Pure joy.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge1wtNe87z0knFOJCap_4GdLOtN7IrF8p33cWnBNWL9Sc7idj2oBcPmK2kzYMMhnL5T1PrL0VL3S_y1XQhHT8-jY9FM-6XadRAARR5j_XVM5F89YEsl-0H9XpU3c9eFROn6n-g5Lda0khk/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+074.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge1wtNe87z0knFOJCap_4GdLOtN7IrF8p33cWnBNWL9Sc7idj2oBcPmK2kzYMMhnL5T1PrL0VL3S_y1XQhHT8-jY9FM-6XadRAARR5j_XVM5F89YEsl-0H9XpU3c9eFROn6n-g5Lda0khk/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407145486098076018" border="0" /></a>We're on the big swing here. (Another bad idea to go round and round looking through the camera!) I can remember going on this as a little girl and I think I screamed so bad I made them stop the ride and get me off. ha!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCogcrIL9ZQereKxvV7T4yzg1n0b0qe5Rv4-0s5qKzwsIIdZlmDcoJuDE_oH9gQdxz8sUCsVviVYVZCg1LJR5I3WJInmIzUYWODxc11MO9JhXmW9uAw-l2PU5aJEMFTdBWCo9T4DYXNohyphenhyphen/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+080.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCogcrIL9ZQereKxvV7T4yzg1n0b0qe5Rv4-0s5qKzwsIIdZlmDcoJuDE_oH9gQdxz8sUCsVviVYVZCg1LJR5I3WJInmIzUYWODxc11MO9JhXmW9uAw-l2PU5aJEMFTdBWCo9T4DYXNohyphenhyphen/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407145480407410082" border="0" /></a>This ride was awful! My legs were shaking so bad I could barely get off. I did the only thing a good mom would do and encouraged my son to go on it after me.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoOfJ2xcHgutcEKNJZWg3jkF9NLTCiZpoXBCC224mZrqtQWZ6WJUnFW7kcmhyphenhyphen9TYdrVAjw4hVbsCCm-93L4P8wEhsZ8UqBxibQX07A05v7t-_tW24grQGO1Ia3U6f-yBO0uuA0juIzvskI/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+096.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoOfJ2xcHgutcEKNJZWg3jkF9NLTCiZpoXBCC224mZrqtQWZ6WJUnFW7kcmhyphenhyphen9TYdrVAjw4hVbsCCm-93L4P8wEhsZ8UqBxibQX07A05v7t-_tW24grQGO1Ia3U6f-yBO0uuA0juIzvskI/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407145475324990098" border="0" /></a>Not sure about this look. They were a little tired of the camera by now.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwH95ekaAjCZ-wYcVE_dDNFTCMaqJuAWwcXtY64i0cCHEf8t12HVsdzl1eHebMxA0ateOm6UYbt3B0MmG_ZTMw4ceBTAmalTuygOh02dvM6cC_iAQ46rxxb1Wfz3UgRmx1tHbCkCDbgUyn/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+106.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwH95ekaAjCZ-wYcVE_dDNFTCMaqJuAWwcXtY64i0cCHEf8t12HVsdzl1eHebMxA0ateOm6UYbt3B0MmG_ZTMw4ceBTAmalTuygOh02dvM6cC_iAQ46rxxb1Wfz3UgRmx1tHbCkCDbgUyn/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407066428747949154" border="0" /></a>Hilarious!!!! Preston made himself so sick on this ride he got it spinning so fast.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiOTDOq1S-Rnk0UB2Ea7r1gZ1L1zmUbxEcG68acrE0DTv6da_OVJ6yOcu189-uLa9nr4IcYGKXsCpCHhaShEN9GSVvtf2CpSSaVTKKUm-Ad6B82SRZ7l7Bi5-pAiaA_5s39w1f4sFWhB58/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+115.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiOTDOq1S-Rnk0UB2Ea7r1gZ1L1zmUbxEcG68acrE0DTv6da_OVJ6yOcu189-uLa9nr4IcYGKXsCpCHhaShEN9GSVvtf2CpSSaVTKKUm-Ad6B82SRZ7l7Bi5-pAiaA_5s39w1f4sFWhB58/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407066424407297938" border="0" /></a>I think he's a perfect fit in that bumper car. What do you think?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwlFIu02v0BmhlIc16z1kIvpo4qa1YlO2-Tyo8w-Px3pLi-54qzt_0P1OVvIRahRVjikX06Td74l8y-ZLpA65YSLbGNZKl2xymogpgmTjrgLudLjwgDJ2-UDQ3XxVJ2D9hs-qWCcyTzVTi/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+116.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwlFIu02v0BmhlIc16z1kIvpo4qa1YlO2-Tyo8w-Px3pLi-54qzt_0P1OVvIRahRVjikX06Td74l8y-ZLpA65YSLbGNZKl2xymogpgmTjrgLudLjwgDJ2-UDQ3XxVJ2D9hs-qWCcyTzVTi/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407066418003093842" border="0" /></a>And finally after the last ride of the evening.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXzoJQJWKou3CaY8zvIsA9CWHCzvBbKHCjDgjK9Z3rwzzUZgvdnGocJnZaUjpQtvn7heI8oJE4mfcgQUu3dGKvyiFLzerZ7vpgDankt7KarB9gEj5X68X7r76vBjWwbeufP9kQh9_X0r6N/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+121.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXzoJQJWKou3CaY8zvIsA9CWHCzvBbKHCjDgjK9Z3rwzzUZgvdnGocJnZaUjpQtvn7heI8oJE4mfcgQUu3dGKvyiFLzerZ7vpgDankt7KarB9gEj5X68X7r76vBjWwbeufP9kQh9_X0r6N/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407066414231660626" border="0" /></a>We had so much fun. We bought season passes and cannot wait to go back. The park was practically empty and we were able to walk up to every ride and have literally no wait. We will never do another park in the summer again. Perfect weather only added to the fantastic day.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghr0hDa6cMkZ-0wo0xrG_JKUoGy_CkRsbOlDQh-XdSotU_gr5phqhYk9UIDdJhgFUbTjX1AG8wrqkacoM5M8MUuzJksRtus7DqWl8SW3sD-yrwvYEQc7YVMzVYA911gBsRerCUvArEVlsA/s1600/Six+FlagsSurprise+122.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghr0hDa6cMkZ-0wo0xrG_JKUoGy_CkRsbOlDQh-XdSotU_gr5phqhYk9UIDdJhgFUbTjX1AG8wrqkacoM5M8MUuzJksRtus7DqWl8SW3sD-yrwvYEQc7YVMzVYA911gBsRerCUvArEVlsA/s400/Six+FlagsSurprise+122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407066407266056402" border="0" /></a>Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-4925552333354809442009-11-22T21:24:00.000-06:002009-11-22T21:48:05.578-06:00Genesis 1:31<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyfqxahPAnOBdo_j9NLb09jjN1Z-rODZD1IrDaZU0rZJG5B8LF4rQgS4N-LUQz5cgb6kCvCv8bTmtm90PcWKw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br />Will has been working so hard in his new Sunday School class. This is what he has been saying <span style="font-style: italic;">all</span> day so I had to post it to share.<br /><br />We've had a fantastic weekend that I'm working on sharing, but it is taking much longer than expected to upload all of the pictures so maybe that will be tomorrow's goal. Plus I have 5 thankful posts to catch up on!Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-3740368107201886482009-11-18T20:04:00.000-06:002009-11-18T20:06:11.183-06:00Little Elves<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjytni8D0UIbcwxWirzNWCG2R1XTJMAkgEv-VbpVN3EJQKlt8_y3Y1RYSgoP-VpyARCG5a-UdKgwzEpWh8CAPS0AWtjkc-Q751Ny7QoWjccvQ_niNjoOhjEKwp5b9ML6eFLBSTbVzX7a9Nc/s1600/tree+up+001.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjytni8D0UIbcwxWirzNWCG2R1XTJMAkgEv-VbpVN3EJQKlt8_y3Y1RYSgoP-VpyARCG5a-UdKgwzEpWh8CAPS0AWtjkc-Q751Ny7QoWjccvQ_niNjoOhjEKwp5b9ML6eFLBSTbVzX7a9Nc/s400/tree+up+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlsSddR9_-yf33EB0dIi_tQ1GWUOBlivdvvd53kf0deu0OAzD3cG_EKmk9Ak8Km-KARBwCo3oDTt9xX3c_Id-JoDSQnZ_SdD2MoazufOyvElFqCni9gOdl8vet18QWrDZUtkTT3UTKOpwv/s1600/tree+up+002.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlsSddR9_-yf33EB0dIi_tQ1GWUOBlivdvvd53kf0deu0OAzD3cG_EKmk9Ak8Km-KARBwCo3oDTt9xX3c_Id-JoDSQnZ_SdD2MoazufOyvElFqCni9gOdl8vet18QWrDZUtkTT3UTKOpwv/s400/tree+up+002.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihQKq1gvTxoOO08qbgjF56zHc1wc0qzQU3DuOfPmqaxdRorOlPUqQxVVOucK2YAP5ef4WjVHMJWambX5AdNl4oIi1-HqJeagSUui3rL-ZG77p1upcy9A8YCpDjq13PRoW9WEKZDi97z3Sk/s1600/tree+up+003.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihQKq1gvTxoOO08qbgjF56zHc1wc0qzQU3DuOfPmqaxdRorOlPUqQxVVOucK2YAP5ef4WjVHMJWambX5AdNl4oIi1-HqJeagSUui3rL-ZG77p1upcy9A8YCpDjq13PRoW9WEKZDi97z3Sk/s400/tree+up+003.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN0U8eLQnEBptLK6Z1-ywMUb_9lTtm6-pKs5eV6V_h82HMVHbtUr-eSBswkgM2gtOuvZ8z9ObB0v9wvPD6xYHsfi2NTVQhmV6h0Lh3eu8mw3WPQJYSASH56TG9OGWRwgfIo26ZI_IvKlNZ/s1600/tree+up+004.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN0U8eLQnEBptLK6Z1-ywMUb_9lTtm6-pKs5eV6V_h82HMVHbtUr-eSBswkgM2gtOuvZ8z9ObB0v9wvPD6xYHsfi2NTVQhmV6h0Lh3eu8mw3WPQJYSASH56TG9OGWRwgfIo26ZI_IvKlNZ/s400/tree+up+004.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-54301532282453005802009-11-17T19:17:00.000-06:002009-11-17T19:19:50.876-06:00Look at my #17!<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg_at0F8ePheuowSxYroxIMDG2rXRLmeqIGkkEGwxI5mhMDBHJ8eWY56YP-mSIf6ls0IWnBNxZA3BJakMmE7MTyw7Z0Ad3kmvoxsmrOc00L_Wmt6ynvxhSsIYU8urrP5-kDoWoLr1T3e6-/s1600/lauren's+first+haircut.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg_at0F8ePheuowSxYroxIMDG2rXRLmeqIGkkEGwxI5mhMDBHJ8eWY56YP-mSIf6ls0IWnBNxZA3BJakMmE7MTyw7Z0Ad3kmvoxsmrOc00L_Wmt6ynvxhSsIYU8urrP5-kDoWoLr1T3e6-/s400/lauren's+first+haircut.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Lauren<br /><br />Today I am thankful for my daughter Lauren. She is an amazing child. She is smart, compassionate, loving, respectful, responsible, and a long list of more. She is everything I could have hoped for in a daughter. God has given me an amazing blessing with her. Today she did a pretty surprising thing. Lauren has never really had a haircut. She's had maybe two trims done by me and maybe 2 trims elsewhere. Other than that, she's always had really long hair. She had started asking a while back if she could cut it much shorter. I don't think we were ready for that! Her daddy loves her long hair and pretty much refused any conversation about it. But...I worked on him a little bit the last few weeks. We had to realize her hair wasn't what defined her, it was just that, hair! It would definitely grow back if she wants it to and really it's no big deal. So today when I got my hair done, so did she. And she cut it off! But there's a bit of a silver lining. Not only does she look so precious with her new style, she is donating her hair to an organization called <a href="http://www.locksoflove.org/">Locks of Love</a>. We did a little bit of research and this organization provides hair pieces for financially disadvantaged children with hair loss from any medical diagnosis. Tomorrow I will mail off her 10"+ braid so it can be made into a hair piece for another child. She was so excited to be able to do this. I chronicled the whole process in the pics above. It was a big moment, but she just loves her new haircut. She can't wait to wake up in the morning so she can fix it.<br />So during this Thanksgiving season, I am so thankful for Lauren. She has a heart bigger than Texas and she glows everywhere she goes. She is such a huge blessing to our family. She is the perfect match for her brothers and is a wonderful member of this family.</div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-9061681523297201362009-11-16T16:24:00.000-06:002009-11-16T16:39:06.710-06:00I've Got Some Catching Up to Do!#13 Family Nights<br /><br />I am so thankful for the nights when we can just stay home and be a family together without rushing around all over the place, always in a hurry, and always apart. Friday night was the perfect night. We were all home together and even played <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Wahoo</span> together! It was so fun, except the fact that the boys won. :) I know the days of the kids all being home and actually wanting to be there are going to be few in few between in a few years so I am so very thankful that we can make these memories now.<br /><br />#14 Football<br /><br />Crazy I know. But I am so thankful for football for Jacob. When you have children and you get to see their passion, it is so much fun. Right now that passion is football. Saturday Jacob had his end of season Super Bowl game and his team was the #1 seed. They actually lost 12-14, but it was a great game. We all had so much fun cheering Jacob on this season. I am actually thankful that we started him last year because he loves it so much.<br /><br />#15 My Bible<br /><br />I am so thankful today for my Bible. In church yesterday we had a missionary from Turkey preach and he told us about their life in the middle east. He is a convert from Muslim to Christianity. The absolute passion for the Lord was invigorating. He spoke of some of the things that happen to Christians over there. Especially those leaving the Muslim faith. He was brutally tortured and the things he went through was horrific. He loves the Lord and puts himself in dangerous situations just to spread the word. How convicting for me who lives in this free country and hardly speaks about him at work! How ashamed am I! Even finding a Bible over there is a somewhat underground process. And just to think I'm having a hard time deciding on the color of a new one I am wanting. I am so thankful I am able to walk into most bookstores and buy a Bible, even more I am so thankful I live in a country where I don't have to be afraid to read that Bible.<br /><br />#16<br /><br />Heat<br /><br />Today I am thankful for my heaters. This is probably one of few mornings I had to use the heater this fall. But further, I had to use it all day. I am so thankful I have that option. I am becoming enlightened to some situations where that's not the case for some people. I can't imagine being a mother and not being able to provide heat and warmth for my children. I have so much to be thankful for and the things I should be the most thankful for are probably the things I take for granted the most!Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-62938046858195553432009-11-12T16:11:00.000-06:002009-11-12T16:16:28.020-06:00#12<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Veterans</span><br /><br />I know I am a day late for some reason, but none-the-less, I am very thankful for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">veterans</span>. The incredible sacrifice these men and women make daily is monumental. I know I could never be that person. To know people give up their family for months at a time in order for us to have freedom is sometimes unimaginable. I am thankful for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">veterans</span> past or present, young or old, serving or retired. Thank you to all the vets and their families for putting your life on the line so I may enjoy the freedoms of a free country.Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-75502897244372615982009-11-11T16:03:00.000-06:002009-11-11T19:52:20.187-06:00#11Work.<br /><br />I know, I know...If you know me well you're probably thinking What?<br /><br />The stress and pressure I feel teaching these little 8 and 9 year <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">olds</span> at times feels unbearable to me. But with that said, I <em>am</em> thankful for my job. <br />I realize in the economic times that our country is in, I am very lucky to have a stable job. There are thousands of people out there in dire straights who would do just about anything for a paycheck. It's hard to sit back and feel sorry for myself that I'm stressed <em>about</em> my job when others are stressed because they <em>have no</em> job. This holiday season, I am so very thankful that I have a job to be stressed about.Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-25457358269333679102009-11-09T20:10:00.000-06:002009-11-10T20:17:46.943-06:00#10Grants...or something like them.<br /><br />I knew when I graduated I had heard something about once you have been teaching for 5 years at a Title 1 school then you could send in this document and it could help pay towards your student loans. I am one of many students who graduate from college with a substantial amount of debt. I realize now I might not have been real wise in some of my decisions, but in my defense I was recently married, new baby who had medical issues, had a full time job and went to school full time. The last thing I was worried about was how much money I was going to owe back after I graduated college. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Anywho</span>...I recently sent off this document and I got a letter the other day stating that they were going to pay $5000.00 off of my student loans! Can you believe it??? I was a bit skeptical before I did it, but it really happened. Amazing. I am <em>so </em>thankful for this program. What a tremendous relief it is to have that much money just disappear overnight. Now I might actually have them paid off before my first one <em>goes</em> to college! ha!Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-28100049462729406752009-11-09T19:59:00.000-06:002009-11-09T20:02:03.665-06:00#9Tonight I am thankful for clean sheets. I know, how moving right? Maybe not deep, but true. I love crawling into a bed at night with fresh, clean linens! It creates such a peaceful environment that helps me sleep so well. I cannot wait to go to bed tonight so I can experience just that!Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-91567005296378290122009-11-08T15:43:00.000-06:002009-11-08T15:56:19.250-06:00#7 and #8Saturday we were just swamped with things to do and just enjoying spending time with Preston that I didn't have time to post what I was thankful for yesterday. So I will post both today.<br /><br />#7<br />Date Nights.<br />I am <em>so</em> thankful for the few and far between date nights. Being able to spend alone time with my husband without the distraction of kids is priceless. I'd like to think that I am able to give him the attention he needs even when the kids are around, but it is next to impossible to really focus on what he is talking to me about when their is chaos going on all around us. Preston and I don't go out very often, so when we do it is so special. I'm sure there are many people who aren't in the position to go out without their kids <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">because</span> of sitter costs or maybe not knowing someone you really trust to watch you kids. That brings me to my next thankful post. I am so thankful for my sister.<br /><br />#8<br />My sister (and her family)<br />One of the most important things that I am thankful for is my sister. Not only her, but the relationship I have with her. We are the best of friends. She is my closest confidant and biggest supporter. She would do anything for me. Growing up I couldn't have imagined being so close. It's funny how you can grow up together and spend those few years completely at odds with each other and then just one day it's like you wake up and truly see each other for who you are. I would not be who I am today if it weren't for her love and support. I look up to her and love the woman she has become. There are times when I am a little sad that Lauren won't have a sister to grow up and be best friends with the way Amy and I are. But, we have raised our kids together and they all act just like siblings so I can only hope that Lauren can have a similar relationship with her cousins. I am so thankful that we get to raise our kids together.Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-75180747063169520772009-11-06T17:09:00.000-06:002009-11-06T17:30:06.833-06:00#6My Husband.<br />I don't even know where to begin...<br />I am so incredibly thankful for my husband. When I think back to how it all began, (during our 8<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> grade year) I am baffled to see how far we've come. I know when we got married pretty much fresh out of high school we had some pretty big skeptics. (Personally I don't think I would be so thrilled it it were one of my kids, ha!) Together we have been in the depths of despair and over the top in love. But through it all my husband loved me. During the times when I was probably pretty <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">unlovable</span>, he <em>loved</em> me. Even today, after nearly eleven years of marriage, I know he loves me more today than he did yesterday! How amazing is that. I am so thankful to be his wife.<br />He is the hardest worker I know. If there is something to be done, he does it. The man won't even take his shoes off in the house, because "what if I have to do something!". His work ethic floors me and his morals won't be compromised. I am exhausted just thinking about what he has done this past week. And even with his tired, exhausted body (he hasn't slept for 2 days!) he still wants to take me out tonight. <br />I know I don't deserve him, I can only hope that I show and tell him each day how much I love him. Not a day goes by that I don't thank God for blessing me with him.Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-86869764638035613352009-11-05T20:11:00.000-06:002009-11-05T20:16:56.116-06:00#5Teachers. <br />Today I am thankful for my kid's awesome teachers. It is the best feeling as a mom to send your kids off to school and have them actually look forward to going. It is because of their teachers that care so much for them that makes this happen. There has been a year when this wasn't the case and it was so stressful on all of us. This school year has been the easiest yet for both of the big kids. We are truly blessed to have encountered such wonderful people to influence my children on a daily basis.Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-47793995076391877312009-11-04T20:09:00.000-06:002009-11-04T20:34:40.615-06:00Speaking of Thanksgiving...I just posted before about how crazy it is that it is already November. I like looking back at what we were doing this time last year. One of the main reasons I blog is because it's like a virtual scrapbook. Anyhow, I looked at November and saw where I (attempted to) posted each day about something that I am thankful for. There are so many blessings that have been bestowed upon my family. The least I could do is identify something each day. So, even though it is the fourth of the month, I'm going to start right now. And I'll list 4 things to make up for each day of the month I missed.<br /><br />1. I am so very thankful for our neighborhood. Just coming off the heels of our block party, we are surrounded by so many wonderful people. Almost all have children around the same age as our kids and like things in common. It allows us to raise our kids in an environment that is safe and gives them some other freedoms they might not have in a conventional in-town neighborhood. For that I am very grateful.<br /><br />2. Monday came time for me to say good-bye to Preston again, for another week long trip to San Antonio. It just killed me to have to say good-bye to him. I just cried and cried. No matter how difficult it is for me to say good-bye, I don't ever want that to overshadow the incredible blessing that God has given us. He has allowed my husband to pursue a career he's dreamt of his entire life growing up. He is living out his dream of owning his own company. I am so thankful for this. My husband is a different man that he was when he was working for an employer. The work ethic and morals he has wouldn't allow him to be happy with some of the past jobs he's had. Now it is his turn to use his talents to bring honor and glory to God, and I know he does this every single day!<br /><br />3. Little arms=big hugs. I am so very thankful for 6 little arms. (some littler than others) I love it when my babies run up and put their little arms around me and hug me so tight. It's the best feeling. Even if no words were spoken, I would know just how much they love me, (and I them) just by that one act.<br /><br />4. My friends. Today, I am so thankful for my friends. They (you) are my supporters and confidants. You lift me up when I'm down, and lasso me in when I need to be reminded of where I come from. On days like today, when work has hit a peek of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">stressness</span> (is that even a word?), it's my friends who pulled me through and made it all okay. I don't even want to think of where I would be without each of these special relationships. I can only hope and pray that I can be a friend to everyone I encounter and form lasting relationships that are meaningful.Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-8513968494013557632009-11-04T19:14:00.000-06:002009-11-04T19:57:08.566-06:00Nothing Into SomethingSo we hardly do anything for Halloween in our house. I've decided it's a total waste of money to buy costumes and such. (except for the endless bags of candy I bought!) So we had really decided we weren't going to do anything this year. Then at the last minute Preston accepted an invitation to take the kids on a hayride through one of the neighborhoods on town and trick-or-treat Friday evening. I quick thought and had the kids wear their dirt bike jerseys and go as riders. Clever I know. We wound up with so much candy I filled three bowls! And it was the good stuff too. No Child's Play mix in any bags. ha!ha! Then our street did have a little block party at our neighbor's barn and did a little trunk-or-treating. I ended up being great fun, and the best part was I didn't have to buy any candy because I just took the stuff we got the night before. Some people had little games to play and I think the kids had a good time. You can see it in their faces in the pics below.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWX3zMppj1-x8A3SaFG4OAv5k8zh7GaW7H9u2Q_ogwqHEYVAOooxjQf27sg7LtvqBpzi91L5D-3mHayhE_k9tzQ64KqjkbdhlQHhgSrBM9o2wXbt3zruiYSCU_WsWmDwbEUYW585BnQmCi/s1600-h/lights2+021.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWX3zMppj1-x8A3SaFG4OAv5k8zh7GaW7H9u2Q_ogwqHEYVAOooxjQf27sg7LtvqBpzi91L5D-3mHayhE_k9tzQ64KqjkbdhlQHhgSrBM9o2wXbt3zruiYSCU_WsWmDwbEUYW585BnQmCi/s400/lights2+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400429048692551906" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkKgAbVDxf8yvDvk0p_M3owjWZfo3rcZOs31uS1EFb6NahP75LXhFS7qJUAJ8l_KsYIUXheOfMU4cQRGwb0HciHM-XllQ0Lk20lOng50e6OnywhY-vEEeeR-O364vvn3KTjQ9RQVGxsGlM/s1600-h/lights2+020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpN0nJfYF0LigIezBd0nd5zdGO8Eu4vvtXCi_Kzkwcp4nn0CuXbDVDo0Wnm3fEAsERGoMSkcl2AXfmmOmU-iYiCcvQZ13d2mzVrHf2PpzAdiF4MldWjduUlLqcXRO3_39MJ3a9j0bn4f3O/s400/lights2+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400426091727286466" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxNNBylt7VUEw1Jwt22UtGwH_uUExdOFiMPVGRGYcOha0p783IJbKR3Xz-NyWZIvMVOIAU4FgIIhFLqNcnn_OwqCCE-vzyCtUTlFa5tNLpTmMjDcxXPsUTunutbYl9f2_U-E7ZkX035Sbl/s1600-h/lights2+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxNNBylt7VUEw1Jwt22UtGwH_uUExdOFiMPVGRGYcOha0p783IJbKR3Xz-NyWZIvMVOIAU4FgIIhFLqNcnn_OwqCCE-vzyCtUTlFa5tNLpTmMjDcxXPsUTunutbYl9f2_U-E7ZkX035Sbl/s400/lights2+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400426080680969842" border="0" /></a>Preston has been working out of town. This is his second week to be gone. It is so hard to do this stuff on my own. I don't know how military spouses and single parents do it. I'm exhausted. He only has two more weeks and the job will be over. I can't wait. We are incredibly grateful for the business and jobs that he has, but it is tough to take when we are apart for so long. Please pray he makes it home safely and is safe at work. He works at night and is supposed to sleep during the day, but he cannot get his schedule down. He is up all day too. It's tough enough but working electricity is very dangerous. <br />November has snuck up on us and now it's time to think Thanksgiving and Christmas. My favorite holidays. I think we are doing Thanksgiving a bit different this year so that is going to be a change, but it's a good thing. And I heard today there is something like 40 shopping days left til Christmas. How can that be?????Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-50324105436336806502009-10-29T18:10:00.000-05:002009-10-29T18:30:43.566-05:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikMBf0odALVKGCMis_FEfhT1GjEZTa6A-0fZlA11REbE8eI72NvdvvaXqZGO3zSp2mOl1_6FcCooKAHnUZ2d8qnehtqUXGP8DBpqu_U_NC2uFQc-9KwGXAk_8-O9Xc38roGklodcYNKJrR/s1600-h/lights+022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikMBf0odALVKGCMis_FEfhT1GjEZTa6A-0fZlA11REbE8eI72NvdvvaXqZGO3zSp2mOl1_6FcCooKAHnUZ2d8qnehtqUXGP8DBpqu_U_NC2uFQc-9KwGXAk_8-O9Xc38roGklodcYNKJrR/s400/lights+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398167704452520946" border="0" /></a><br />Now,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpUo3D0cZTJ989iiu1rqoqXwSkpIduxnzYoDJ26KHPlEOjJV9ZE33lZ-S05uk5BTaST3DGkBIzuf4H8lZwfgZkcs0F8ZoIOvS_kzpOstFnSNRAjp_06gaKoP0ufIoewWIfpM2yQOmy7vt8/s1600-h/lights+023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpUo3D0cZTJ989iiu1rqoqXwSkpIduxnzYoDJ26KHPlEOjJV9ZE33lZ-S05uk5BTaST3DGkBIzuf4H8lZwfgZkcs0F8ZoIOvS_kzpOstFnSNRAjp_06gaKoP0ufIoewWIfpM2yQOmy7vt8/s400/lights+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398167701870457922" border="0" /></a><br />that's</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrW_N1H4jgJSpmPgLn03lcWaKXR7YKFXv7pnhwYCrZLZZB_LTrdUWvWu7h8JnZ_YKytS_DdwFcZ2WFLLWdx1VxarzXnZqyzSPfofSxHPabNQ7bECsT6gsauBl7DnzOnou0qYKE0DETUyxL/s1600-h/lights+026.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrW_N1H4jgJSpmPgLn03lcWaKXR7YKFXv7pnhwYCrZLZZB_LTrdUWvWu7h8JnZ_YKytS_DdwFcZ2WFLLWdx1VxarzXnZqyzSPfofSxHPabNQ7bECsT6gsauBl7DnzOnou0qYKE0DETUyxL/s400/lights+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398167697456402226" border="0" /></a><br />better!</div>Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615755405017466571.post-71430859193885644252009-10-14T18:21:00.000-05:002009-10-14T18:31:04.934-05:00Fall?I thought it was supposed to be fall? We even had a teaser week. Sunday was downright cold, and today....96 degrees! I am tired of sweating! I am really hoping the cooler weather makes it's way back to our parts because I need it. <br />I have had the hardest time getting things done around the house, and by the time I had, I was totally crazy by it. Then it hit me. I have a chores chart posted inside that pantry for the big kids to do each day they get home and after they do homework. I actually have started making them do their part and guess what. Harmony! I am a nice mommy again, <span style="font-style: italic;">and</span> the kids have taken to it nicely. (it might have something to do with the potential to make money each week, but I'd like to think they just do it because they are superb kids) Our nights and now even our mornings have gone so smoothly and we're all getting to bed on time. What a thought!<br />Last Friday I was getting ready to have a girl's night with my small group and P was taking the kids to the football game. Jacob decided to park the golf cart before they left. He decided to do a little trick that Daddy has been working on where they speed into the garage and then turn the wheel and slide into place. I'm thinking Jacob needs a little more practicing since he drove it through the wall. No kidding. Thankfully it didn't go through the brick, but straight through everything else. I'll need to get a picture of that. P couldn't get mad, because Lauren was right on his heels going "He learned it from you DAD! He probably learned it from YOU!" I had to walk away before they all saw me laugh. What do you do???Scherr Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05608249806299849319noreply@blogger.com1