Father's Day 2009

I wish I would have remembered to post something on Father's Day this year. Billy is a great father and is devoted to raising two gentlemen and teaching them right from wrong. We are lucky to have him!

Fishing on the River

Billy has really become more of a fisherman than a golfer lately and I think his boys are going to love it just as much. I'm really glad that they will grow up going fishing with their daddy, and it will be something they can do when they are older with their own children.

Baseball Season ('09)

This was Will's second year to play baseball, really tee-ball. The coach would loft the ball to them three times and if they didn't hit it, then they hit it off the tee. Will played first base most of the time. He also spent a little time at shortstop and pitcher. This year he really was into playing and understood the game much better.

Serious first baseman

At bat...

Playing defense

Trophy time!!

Mill and Will showing off trophies

Brent's Deployment Party

Brent left for Iraq in June. It was and still is a bittersweet feeling. I am so proud of him and his willingness to volunteer to go, but the selfish side of me wants him safe and sound at home. If I feel that way, I can only imagine how my mother feels. I know it's not easy for her, but he calls home and chats online often. Hopefully, he'll get to come home for a visit in January!

Playing Catch Up!!

I haven't posted all summer, so I have a lot of catching up to do on my blog. Honestly, I usually post pics of Facebook because it is so much easier, and I forget to update pics on here, too. Will's birthday is the reason I'm going to catch up, but before I can blog about his 6th birthday, I've got to backtrack and chronicle our summer or the blog would be all out of order and my OCD would kick into high gear! So bear with me as I write a VERY LONG post!

High Winds...

...can cause some damage

I was looking out my kitchen window when I heard the wind picking up just in time to see the trampoline fly from the backyard over our house. It ended up crammed into our neighbor's garage door.

Boys Will Be Boys

If I had a dime for everytime I see this in a day, I would be one wealthy lady...just sayin'