Who is this guy in my bed?

So, Who is this guy in my bed? Sunday Eric gets a wild hair to get rid of some hair, Facial hair that is. Now I know normally this isn't that big of a deal, but you have to remember I have children that have never seen this guys face bare. So that makes it an awful long time for me also. He just shaves his whole face then comes out of the bathroom like it's just another day. I don't see him first, but I do hear Kenni scream. (She's one that has never seen him with a bare face.) Then I have to check out what all the commotion is. Jeremy seems to take all of this change with out any concern. I have to admit I'm a little taken back, who is this guy? Oh I think he looks familiar, yes it has to be the guy I married. We sent a text pic to Latara and Erica, and after church there is more screams on a voicemail from Latara (she's another that hasn't seen her dad's face) and a text from Erica that starts Holy Moly. As we go through out the day I have to keep checking this guy out. I want to touch his face every chance I get. I don't realize how much I'm touching his face, about the only thing that keeps me from touching his face is not to look at him. I find myself mesmerised by this new look.

It's True, I'm Guilty

It's true, I'm guilty of living through my kids. When I first think about this Erica is the one that comes to mind. I thrilled at every volleyball game and loved every basketball moment. It was as if I knew what was going on in her mind, and of course brought back many fun and exciting memories of playing the games myself. My kids have always been able to achieve more than I ever dreamed was in my grasp. I'm grateful for that. In fact that brings me to my next example. When Matt was heading off to Kindergarten I got him dressed. He put on his cute little back pack and after a few words about "being careful when he needed to cross the busy street". I watched him climb on his bike and head off to school with out even a thought that there might be something to be afraid of. Oh the joy that gave his mom as I remember still every pair of shoes I wore in grade school, because I kept my head down so no one would talk to me. Yea I was living through him and plenty proud of it. Which brings me to Steven and his character I've found myself living through. Steven has the heart of a champion! always has, he ran with all his might. He wrestled with all his heart. Served a mission. I really believe Steven can do anything he puts his mind too. Oh I wish I would have known that as a kid. I've danced a hundred dances as Latara and Kenni leapt and twirled and pounded out a drill team routine. Had my finest performances as my girls have stood on stage, rode floats, performed in pageants, and been the girl that gets to wear the crown, or be the winner. Latara is my daughter that has been tagged the most by her mom, I love it when people who don't even know her know that I'm her mom. I've had hundreds of conversation as I've stood back and watched Kenni talk her "friend talk". Wished I was the one that was making the smile on someones face as Tara wheeled her witty humor around. Then there is Jeremy who does well in school, understands math and is kind, good, and has no desire to get in trouble. My boys have all been good workers and honest. My children make me happy they each share many of the characteristics that I've pointed out. Yeah I'm guilty I've lived my life through my kids, and oh what a great life it has been. Thanks kids for being such great examples to me.

Hello everyone! I'm so excited to be a blogger, maybe I should say a half blogger. Erica is my editor and layout woman. I'm hoping this will be a good way to stay in touch with all my family and friends. I've been a reader for many months now.
This is me and my cute husband of just twenty five years, I still think he is the cutest man that ever walked on the earth. I love him so much! He really is my best friend. We have six really great kids, Matt, Erica Jo, Steven, Latara, Kenni K, and Jeremy. The first four borned in five years. They have only known one home, The house that Eric and I moved into when we were first married.