...when I found this on facebook. Story of my life...
13 years ago
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Coming soon to my neighborhood...
...THREE LITTLE MONKEYS to jump on Grandma's bed.
Ooops! Make that 2 little monkeys and one little FROG!
4 days and counting!
Ooops! Make that 2 little monkeys and one little FROG!
4 days and counting!
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
I came home from seminary to this...
...on the news.
7 Taliban killed in attack on Bagram air base
Americans downplay the significance of the assault on the largest U.S. installation in Afghanistan.
May 18, 2010By Laura King, Los Angeles Times Staff Writer
Reporting from Kabul, Afghanistan — Insurgents early Wednesday launched a bold attack on the largest U.S. installation in Afghanistan, leaving at least seven of the attackers dead.
The fighting at the sprawling, heavily fortified Bagram air base, about 30 miles north of Kabul, began at dawn when Taliban fighters attacked with rockets, guns and grenades, the military said.
Matthew and I went upstairs and tried Skyping Chris. No response.
I calmly (don't be misled by that word, because I was trying hard not to cry) called Aubrey and asked if she had heard from Chris recently?
Yes, I just Skyped him was her reply.
And then of course, the tears started, not Aubrey's tears, but mine. I cried for her, for Chris, for their beautiful children. I cried that he was OK and I cried that there are soldiers and their families that are not OK.
Then I thought of this...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vIrGKB5nRKE
...and how Aubrey is running a marathon of her own with heartbreak hills everyday and all around her are those cheering, "Go Aubrey, you can do it."
She called yesterday and said she was doing laundry, load #3. Abbie got sick in bed and all you moms know what that means. Laundry! Before the day was over she would put clean sheets back on the bed, answer numerous phone calls regarding Primary, reassure other wives of soldiers at Bagram (because she is the one everyone calls), make dinner for her kids, clean, cook, nurse Abbie, pay the bills with not enough money, clip Luke's toenails, comb Maddie's hair, again, throw in another load of laundry, help Preston with his homework and answer several more phone calls, before getting up and doing it all over again today.
Remember, this is a marathon.
I thought of how brave she is and how proud I am of her.
I thought of all our family and friends, of their prayers in behalf of the Tyler six.
I could hear it, the cheering....
...be of good cheer, Aubrey, you are not alone.
7 Taliban killed in attack on Bagram air base
Americans downplay the significance of the assault on the largest U.S. installation in Afghanistan.
May 18, 2010By Laura King, Los Angeles Times Staff Writer
Reporting from Kabul, Afghanistan — Insurgents early Wednesday launched a bold attack on the largest U.S. installation in Afghanistan, leaving at least seven of the attackers dead.
The fighting at the sprawling, heavily fortified Bagram air base, about 30 miles north of Kabul, began at dawn when Taliban fighters attacked with rockets, guns and grenades, the military said.
Matthew and I went upstairs and tried Skyping Chris. No response.
I calmly (don't be misled by that word, because I was trying hard not to cry) called Aubrey and asked if she had heard from Chris recently?
Yes, I just Skyped him was her reply.
And then of course, the tears started, not Aubrey's tears, but mine. I cried for her, for Chris, for their beautiful children. I cried that he was OK and I cried that there are soldiers and their families that are not OK.
Then I thought of this...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vIrGKB5nRKE
...and how Aubrey is running a marathon of her own with heartbreak hills everyday and all around her are those cheering, "Go Aubrey, you can do it."
She called yesterday and said she was doing laundry, load #3. Abbie got sick in bed and all you moms know what that means. Laundry! Before the day was over she would put clean sheets back on the bed, answer numerous phone calls regarding Primary, reassure other wives of soldiers at Bagram (because she is the one everyone calls), make dinner for her kids, clean, cook, nurse Abbie, pay the bills with not enough money, clip Luke's toenails, comb Maddie's hair, again, throw in another load of laundry, help Preston with his homework and answer several more phone calls, before getting up and doing it all over again today.
Remember, this is a marathon.
I thought of how brave she is and how proud I am of her.
I thought of all our family and friends, of their prayers in behalf of the Tyler six.
I could hear it, the cheering....
...be of good cheer, Aubrey, you are not alone.
Monday, May 17, 2010
I love it...
...when my grandkids call and ask me to come watch them. It doesn't matter if it's pre-school graduation, being Abe Lincoln, or the last day of swimming lessons. I just love being invited. Thanks, Emry, for inviting me to watch you at your last day. You are definitely part fish.
...and of course, I had to take pictures of Millie Jo, too!
...and of course, I had to take pictures of Millie Jo, too!
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
It's time...
...for an update on the newest family member. Logan was very cooperative today, smiling and cooing.
Monday, May 10, 2010
I am so far behind...
...that it may take several posts to catch up on all the happenings in the Coil fam.
I'm not sure where to start because I can't remember the order everything happened in. That's how busy last month was.
That's OK, because it was all good and it was all fun and I loved all of it.
So here is a look at all of the pictures...
Is this the little girl...
...you know, the little girl that was my shadow? Is this the little girl that taught me all about angels?
Look at her now...
...still an angel, but now an angel with a degree.
...speaking of angels...
another angel in our family had a big celebration. Emry had a butterfly birthday party complete with a butterfly cake and pin the butterfly on the flower game, not to mention face painting and tons of wonderful food. Emry is a darling little girl, so polite to everyone and always excited to see her cousins. My favorite moment was when she opened her soccer shin guards and hugged them. It was so just like her dad. It was a wonderful party!
Logan's blessing was beautiful. My favorite part was Jake blessing Logan that he would smile. Isn't that so sweet? And so, Logan has been obliging, smiling and talking to everyone.
He reminds us of Danielle, he's glad to be alive. He is a joy!
I'm not sure where to start because I can't remember the order everything happened in. That's how busy last month was.
That's OK, because it was all good and it was all fun and I loved all of it.
So here is a look at all of the pictures...
Is this the little girl...
...you know, the little girl that was my shadow? Is this the little girl that taught me all about angels?
Look at her now...
...still an angel, but now an angel with a degree.
...speaking of angels...
another angel in our family had a big celebration. Emry had a butterfly birthday party complete with a butterfly cake and pin the butterfly on the flower game, not to mention face painting and tons of wonderful food. Emry is a darling little girl, so polite to everyone and always excited to see her cousins. My favorite moment was when she opened her soccer shin guards and hugged them. It was so just like her dad. It was a wonderful party!
Logan's blessing was beautiful. My favorite part was Jake blessing Logan that he would smile. Isn't that so sweet? And so, Logan has been obliging, smiling and talking to everyone.
He reminds us of Danielle, he's glad to be alive. He is a joy!
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Happy Mother's Day
Happy Mother's Day to one of the greatest women of all time.
We love you so much and are so grateful for all that you do for our little family.
We love you so much and are so grateful for all that you do for our little family.
Porter, Carlee, and Tessa, love you so much and are so lucky to have you as their grandma.
Hope you like your baskets, we can't wait to deliver them in person in just a few weeks!!!!
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