The Sled

This is Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You sort of-edition. I have no idea if Mr. Linky will make an appearance today. He is an enigma. (If he is elusive, leave your link in the comments).
But I will not be deterred. 

Because I want to tell you a little story. 

As we decorated our Christmas tree the other night, I came across this ornament:
Our First Christmas Together.
14 Christmas’ ago. Almost to the day.
After only a few months of marriage, we packed up our 6 boxes and moved (from our Texas birthplace) to Arkansas to be Youth Pastors at a church.
I could write a book about the 2 years we spent there.
It would fit nicely in the horror genre.
I am not kidding.  At all.
But through the trials of church problems, parsonage living and meager wages, my new hubby and I learned to love each other.
One winter morning, we woke up to a soft blanket of snow.
And it was a big deal for this Texas girl.
Our parsonage was down the hill from the church (another blog post entirely!) and I wanted to sled down that hill badly.  We rushed to the store, but the entire stock of sleds (2) had been sold.
I was so disappointed. 
While I sulked only as new brides can, my hubby went to the library, checked out a sled-making book and did just that.
He handcrafted a sled out of plywood.  
We bundled up and rode down that hill, taking turns, and trying it together all day.
It was perfect. Even with the ups and downs and hard work that comes with sledding.
As I held the ornament in my hand and squinted at the young couple in the photo, I thought about our  hurried, complicated lives filled with noisy children and pesky cats.  The 3 cross-country moves that brought us back to Texas and family are still a blur.  We nearly lost our way with a difficult career change, a rough patch in our marriage and the dangerous birth of our last baby.
But we stayed the course.
It’s been the ride of my life.
On the sled.

Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You: My Hand on a Stranger’s Leg

My weekly carnival is here!  Thanks for joining Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You!

Feel free to link up photos that you won’t get around to scrap booking! Also, please note:  We will be putting the ‘Fro on hold the week of Thanksgiving.
Now, down to business.
A letter I have been putting off for too long:
Dear Mr. Lego Man,
I ran across this picture the other day and I felt a pang of guilt. I should have apologized years ago for my inappropriate behavior. Time has not eased my seared conscience. And I’d like to make things right.
I am sorry for sliding my hand to your inner thigh when my daughter and I stopped for a quick rest on the bench. After such an exhausting day at Disney World, I was obviously not thinking clearly and  I have regretted my impulsive action for a long time.
Please forgive me.
THAT Mom.
Mr. Linky is having a BAD day again, so leave your links in the comments if it’s not working for you! He disappeared with your links overnight!  Sorry, y’all. 

Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You: There is a Reason

Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You is here! Welcome. 
I’m keeping it short and sweet this week because sometimes words aren’t required.

There is a reason, God, in His infinite wisdom gives us baby teeth when we are babies.

It’s so we don’t look like this when our big teeth come in:
(The normal Mr. Linky I use is not working tonight, so let’s try this one. 
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Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You-The Clown Edition

Hello! Welcome to the circus. I mean, Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You! I’m glad you guys are with me. I’d hate to be alone, posting these pictures!

I know this may come as a complete shock to you, but I’m going to admit something today.
Something profound.
We have always been clowns. 
Yes, it’s true. THAT family would fit in well at the circus. 
Just look. We’re naturals:

And this one will probably cost me. Because I’m pretty sure my hubby will get me for posting this next photo:
And his professional name? 
It was Britches.
Wonder if he’ll get mad if I start calling him that?

Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You-Themed Edition: Scary

Welcome to the first themed edition of Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You! {You can read the nitty gritty carnival details here}.

I thought it would be fun to share our scary pictures this week.
Now, if you didn’t post a scary picture, it’s okay. I’m pretty flexible and I don’t always follow all the rules exactly, you can still link up.
But be forewarned: If you link a picture of your mother-in-law, someone might call her scary in the comments.
Which could pose a problem for you and the hubby.
I’m just saying.
As I dug thru my organized (I use that term loosely) box o pictures, I decided to go with a grouping of pictures that made me very afraid. I had some costumed shots, but they just made my laugh. These following shots made me want to RUN & HIDE. And that felt right, for some strange reason!
It’s very scary, so prepare:  the Engagement Photo Shoot
“Look Mom, I’m marrying a druggie!” 

“Or is something just wrong with her eye?”

“Whatever it is, it’s obviously contagious!”

See what I mean?
We aren’t exactly photogenic. We look like certified drunks in plaid and a sweater vest.
I think out of twenty shots, we got one where all four eyes were open.
A little story behind this photo shoot:  My future-hubby-to-be and I had a long distance relationship.  I was teaching school and he was working on his Master’s degree. 
We got engaged on Sept 16 (about two hours after he got into town to see me).
These photos were taken on Sept 17 (the very next day).
Because my Mom had a hunch and made the appointment before we got engaged.  
Too bad she didn’t buy us coordinating outfits.  
We married December 17 (just 3 short months later during my school break).
Scary, huh?

Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You-Pumpkins Aren’t Always Orange

Welcome to Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You! (carnival details) Before I share my flashback, I want to invite you all to participate next week in the first THEMED ‘Fro Me to You.  Dig out your SCARIEST photos to link up next Thursday!! You can share costumes photos or scary junior high pictures or scary….
Our baby one year ago in the patch: You don’t have to orange to be a pumpkin.

Last week, one year later and in the same pumpkin patch, look how big she’s grown!  Good soil or something…
You want to read something classic?  I had these adorable fall cards made at Wal Mart last year to send out to friends and family so they could celebrate our baby’s first autumn.
Well, guess who forgot all about them?
Yeah, I just picked these up, nearly a year late. 
Because I’m that organized.
Maybe I should send them out anyway and scribble across the top, “falling behind!”


Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You-How You Know You’re TOO Busy

Sincerely ‘Fro Me to You is here again!  Welcome! Grab the button and read the rules here.
Today, I thought I’d share a helpful tip. 
In our home, once October hits, time seems to quicken and there aren’t enough hours in the day to get everything done.  And with Thanksgiving and Christmas close on it’s heels, well, you know, life gets hectic. Even if we’re working on simplifying our lives.
Some of the best things I’ve learned have been from my kids.
They are smart, little people.
My son is the preoccupied type. He sets his mind to something and works it until completion. He studies his ‘to do’ list carefully and adds completed items only to cross them off.  
I don’t know where he gets that from. 
I ran across this picture from a couple of years ago.  This is how you know you’re too busy:
Fall, 2005, Grandparent’s farm
When your pants fall down and you’re too occupied to pull them up.
So, as autumn sets in and the holidays creep up, remember to slow down.
And remember the little things.
Like your pants.
You’re welcome.