New Couches

This morning I was able to go to Women's Bible Study at our church. I have never been because I usually work on Tuesday mornings. I had such a nice time. It was so refreshing. I just love those ladies. I checked my schedule to see when I can go next, and I don't have another Tuesday off until December 22nd, but actually that is because I only know my work schedule up until December 17th. So who knows, I may be working then too. I take every Thursday off because I host a bible study at my house on Thursday nights, so it is hard to get Tuesdays off too.

After bible study, I went home and waited for the delivery men. Because we go a new sectional couch today. I love it. It is so comfy. Zander is enjoying it too.

I wanted to take Zander for a walk today because we had beautiful weather outside today, but instead he took a 3 hour and 15 minute afternoon nap. That never happens; I am not complaining.

Busy church day

Today we inducted in our new pastor and had 2 baby dedications at church. Our friends Matt and Joleen had a baby girl, Jordyn, at the beginning of September, and our friends Paul and Michelle had a baby girl, Lillian, at the end of September. Both were dedicated today.

This was Joleen giving our new pastor's wife, Marcey, a gift.

Our new pastor, Pastor Steve

Lillian and Jordyn being dedicated to the Lord.

After church Joleen and Matt had a party at the church for Jordyn's dedication that we went to. After that we hung out at my parent's house for a while, well I did at least. Zander was at home spending time with his daddy. We had a very nice Sunday.

Happy Halloween

We had such a fun Halloween. We decided to go to Fort Wayne to visit family. We had to get up really early since we had a 3 hour drive ahead of us and they are an hour ahead of us. We got up around 6:30 a.m., and got out of the house around 8 a.m. (I woke up even earlier at 5 a.m.). We went to my brother's house first to visit his family, and they were going to a party. So we decided to crash the party. My brother was not feeling well, so it was just my sister-in-law, my 2 nieces, my nephew, and Zander, me, and my husband. We had fun at the party, even if we didn't know many people. The kids went on a hayride at the party.

Zander and his daddy at the party

The kids on the hayride

The wagon for the hayride was pulled by horses. FUN!


A sleeping lion after the party, and we still had so much else to do.

Then we went back to my brother's house to take some pictures of Zander and his cousins in their costumes.


Julia as a princess and Alyssa as Bill, some tattoo guy.


Tyler as a Transformer, Julia as a princess, Cindy (my sister-in-law) with a witches hat, and Alyssa as Bill the scary tattoo guy


Alyssa, Julia, Zander, and Tyler
Then we met my cousin, her husband and some of their friends at the mall food court for dinner. Zander fell asleep at the food court before everyone arrived, but woke up before we were done eating. He just took a short cat nap.

After dinner we went to the Fort Wayne Zoo. We piled the 3 babies into a wagon and pulled them around the zoo.

Jacob the alligator, Zander the lion, and Michael the monkey
We saw a lot of carved pumpkins at the zoo and not many animals, except the pumpkin kind.


Zander's competition

After the zoo we went to my aunt and uncle's house. It was fun to visit with them and let all the babies play. We had a fun filled day. And we made it back from Fort Wayne in 1 hour when it usually takes 3 hours (not really, but it seemed like it because of the time change, fall back, and the fact that they are 1 hour ahead of us). We are extremely tired. It is hard to drive 6 hours in one day and do much more throughout the day. Time for bed.

Disappointed and another Ketchup of his first word

I have to play Ketchup with my blog. Yesterday, October 29, 2009, Zander said his first word. His first word was WOW. I just know he was trying to say Mom, but it came out upside down as WOW. He was lying on our bed and McDreamy and I were playing with him, and he said WOW, clear as ever. It was so cute. Yesterday we tried to take more pictures of Zander with pumpkins because my camera died when we went to the pumpkin patch. It was very nice weather yesterday morning; it was about 60 degrees out. The reason I say we tried is because they didn't turn out very well. Zander was tired and did not want to look up in the photographs. Then I tried to take some pictures of Zander in a pile of leaves. The same thing happened, he did not want to look up. Oh well, what can you do. That is the reason for the disappointment.

Case in point, but he loved to play with the leaves.

This picture was taken this morning as my husband was getting ready to take Zander to our friends house so they can babysit him today. Thanks Jen and Sam. It is not the greatest picture of him, but I loved his outfit.

Wordless Wednesday-Almost

Zander says BOO!

I love Abby

I love my sister, whose name is Abby, but that is not who I am referring to in my title for this post. I was watching The Biggest Loser in the wee hours of the morning, and I love Abby from the Biggest Loser. She lost her husband and her 2 children in a car accident, and she still has the greatest spirit ever. I hope I can have that attitude and spirit when tragedy strikes. She is amazing. I was very sad to see her voted off the show, but I am so happy that she lost so much weight. I am so glad she is in good spirits as well. She looks amazing, and she is loving life once again. What an inspiration for how to live life, and for how to lose weight. I love you Abby. Both Abbys.

Can't sleep so I pray and think

I can't sleep, so I thought I would blog a little. As I was tossing and turning I was thinking a lot and praying. I was praying for many people and many things. I was praying for people I don't know like Kate and Tanner who are 2 adorable girls fighting cancer. I was praying for my little sister and my friend Jane and for their future husbands. They both want to one day get married. And I was praying for my parents. I was thanking God for blessing me with 2 great parents. And I was praying for wisdom with the decision of where they should live. I haven't blogged about this much, because I think it is to hard, but you see, my parents house burned down on June 14, 2009. They are renting a house 1/2 a block from our house, and will be staying there until February. After that, they are not sure where they will be living. They have a very difficult decision to make. Do they move closer to Fort Wayne, Indiana where my brother (their son), his wife, and their 3 children and my mom's brother and his family live? Do they stay around this area that they are living in now because their other children (me, my 2 sisters, and my other brother and our families) live. They have a tough decision to make.

While I was praying for my parents and thinking about them, I began thinking about some of the things that were lost in the fire. You see my parents, and my little sister who was living in the house at the time, pretty much lost everything. (sorry for the run on sentence, but it is 3:45 a.m.) God blessed them in that everyone was able to get out of the house safely and was not injured at all. They were also blessed because a lot of their photo albums and other photos were saved because one room in the house did not get much damage at all. Most of the albums and photographs happened to be in that room. This was pretty much the only room in the house that was not completely gone. In the other rooms almost nothing was salvageable. While I was thinking, my thinking became a little selfish. I still had a few items at my parents house. I had a few containers in the basement of childhood memories and keepsakes, and some of that stuff was salvaged. I have a vest that I loved and wore when I was a little girl. I had saved that and hoped one day my daughter would wear that. Well guess what, that was saved from the fire, and was almost in perfect condition. But one thing I lost in the fire was a box of books. This box of books was on in my parents enclosed front porch for a few weeks before the fire. My husband and I had seen the box and kept meaning to put it in our car. But, with the baby and all of his stuff we usually did not have enough hands to carry it to the car on our way out or we would forget. Then we would tell ourselves that we would get it next time we were over there. The box mostly had some of my favorite books or medical books in it, all which can be replaced. But their was once "special book" I cannot replace. It was a scrapbook of sorts. When I graduated college my parents threw me a graduation party. My older sister got a special notebook/journal. She passed this journal around my party and had everyone at the party write memories, well wishes, stories or anything else that they wanted to write for me or about me. Some people congratulated me on getting my bachelors degree. Others wished me well as I started a new chapter of my life. Some reminisced of the past. Others told "Allie stories." This book meant a lot to me and was the best graduation gift ever. Most of my friends and family wrote in this book. Then later, I took some of the cards that I got from my graduation party, and put them in the book as well. As I thought about this book, I so wished we had remembered to put that box in our car. I am so bummed. I wish I could read what people wrote in that book. Of course, I don't remember everything written in that book. I don't remember much at all, but I know most of what was written in that book made me cry. I remember my Auntie Ree wrote about how she used to call me her "curly top" because of my curly hair. I remember my sister writing such fond memories of our time growing up and of all my funny stories. I remember my Auntie Gin writing about the "dog story." And I'm pretty sure my mom's entry was the longest. I am sad that I won't be able to show that book to my children when they are older. But I am trying not to think so selfishly. You see most of my stuff was out of the house. But my little sister had everything she owned in that house because she still lived there. And of course my parents lost almost everything as well. They lost so many things that meant so much to them. Like, the bench my Uncle Pat made my mom from a pew of the church he was a pastor at that had to close. Or the tea kettle that was my Grandma's ( my dad's mom), and was a prized possession of his because it was one of the only thing he had that was his mom's. I could go on and on. I want you to know, I am soooooo grateful and blessed. I am so grateful that my family is all here with me and they all got of the house safely. But, my parent's house fire was very hard for everyone, but especially for my parents and my little sister. It was hard to see my childhood home, where my parents lived for 31 years, demolished. My parents moved into that house when I was 1 1/2 years old. Now all that is there is an one hundred year old tree. That is hard.