Positive thoughts....

The weather here is terrible. Or at least, it feels like it to a southern cold natured Oklahoman.

So, instead of dwelling on the weather I thought I would write about something positive.

Yep, here she is. My baby!


Can she still be called this? I can remember every tiny detail of the day she was born. She was planned, and thought out, and I was prepared and ready.

Or so I thought, until she got here. She is such a good girl. I am so blessed. You would think that a mom with two healthy beautiful girls would never forget that. It is really easy to get caught up in the monotony and trials of raising two very enigmatic girls.

J is so J. She looks like sister and acts like sister, but she is still J. Isn't it wonderful how God was so intuitive to make us each unique?


Did I mention she likes to dress up. She has such a inspiring imagination. She cooks for me, she is my beautician, and is the best helper (when not picking up her own toys).

She is totally infatuated with Barbie. I have such a hard time with this. We live on a ranch, with dogs, cats, chickens, cows, horses, and all sorts of wild animals. Where did she get Barbie?

Hey I like to dress up when I go to town but not anything close to Barbie fru fru. And sister, no way, it is a knock down dragout to get a bow in her hair!

So the pink, princess, loving little sister moves mountains in this house.

Daddy has tea parties! shhh don't let him know I told. He's a softy.

I pray that I am the right road. I pray that wisdom and grace befalls her to follow the correct path, not the path most taken. I pray for a continuance of well being. Thank you for blessing me J.