tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50933165423989294222024-03-05T01:58:29.427-08:00Nonni's giftsJulie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-12909581637293490262013-09-21T10:48:00.001-07:002013-09-22T12:08:00.565-07:00I'm HereI had no idea if I could even remember how to sign in to my blog. Sad I know, but it is what it is. Last time I wrote anything Savannah was one week old. Now Jenna is planning her one year old birthday party. I'm just a little slow. So to recap all that I can remember from last November. We all went together to get our Christmas trees at the same place we always do. I think we have gone there for 14 years, except one year we tried something different and ended up with a tree with bugs in it. We went to the Daniel Boone Inn for lunch afterwards. Best I can remember it was very cold, so Jenna stayed in the car with the babies until we got inside. It was a LONG wait. We decided we wanted to go somewhere new next year, oops I mean this year. We had Christmas morning here with three kids, then went to Jenna's for more Christmas and my birthday.
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Then the best thing happened...Sean and Jenna moved to Asheville. Sean got a wonderful, blessing of a job. It has been so fun to see them every week. They have a beautiful home, just perfect for their family. Porter and Savannah just light up when I come through the door.
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Jesse went and got herself a boyfriend. A real nice Christian guy. They are having fun dating on a budget. Marriage is probably in the future. It's so good to see her happy. She also got a much needed new car! All in God's timing :)
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Emma and Will are both in school. So the house is pretty empty during the week, but it's real clean ;) I love the weekends when they are both here, except they have a ton of homework. Emma will graduate next October, then take her state boards, then continue on to another college (that's the plan this week). Will has maybe picked a major...Electrical Engineer, maybe a minor in Philosophy. And yes he and Parker are still together.
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We had our annual vacation to Wild Dunes. Every year I think it is the best one yet. We did things a little different this year. Sean and Jenna only stayed in the house with us half the time. It worked out good, because then they had their on little family vacation. We ate at Westend Brewery again, after taking a couple of years off. I love that place! I have to say Porter didn't love the beach. He liked it okay if he was being held, but didn't love the sand or the ocean(takes after his dad)...we'll try again next year. He and Savannah did like the pool, so we spent most of our time there. Oh and I can't forget Page's Okra Grill for breakfast. I think we all ate waaaay too much. Five of us went to Water's Edge Restaurant DURING a tornado, it was TERRIFYING! But delicious.
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I am looking forward to Fall. It is starting to be cool in the morning and at night, but still pretty warm during the day. Hopefully we will go to the Apple Orchard in the next couple of weekends. Last year Todd stood in line for over an hour to get Apple Cider Doughnuts, maybe he will do it again :)
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I have been blessed with another Grandbaby! My amazingly strong daughter delivered a healthy, beautiful little girl on October 30th at 8:04pm. With her husband coaching and encouraging her she was able to push her out in only(I say that lightly, because I wasn't the one pushing.
Savannah entered the world very quietly, not screaming, and she's been that way since. She weighed 7.77lbs, rounded up to 7.8lbs. She was 21 inches long. She looked just like her brother.
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I have to say her brother loves her. He was so sweet with her! He kissed, and patted, and held her for the longest time. All the while being ever so gentle. His little face lit up when his mama came walking in the door with her at home. I do think that he thinks she was made just for him :)
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Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-7246729324954465522012-10-28T18:11:00.000-07:002012-11-05T14:27:04.790-08:00????Still here. I know what the problem is. I am technology challenged. I have a very hard time posting pictures, therefore I don't want to write anything, because to be honest I like most blogs for the pictures.
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Since last post, my oldest daughter is expecting again( in two days!), a girl this time, my second oldest daughter bought herself a car(Jeep Liberty)and is doing some online work to possibly change jobs within the same hospital she works for, my youngest daughter is in school full-time and working, my youngest of all is AWAY at school! My grandson has a mouth full of teeth, is talking really good, and has loads of personality. My son-in-law is still plugging away as an accountant and doing a great job supporting his family. I am one proud Mama and Nonnie!
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I probably have the cleanest house in the neighborhood, because the only thing I know to do with all this free time is clean. I said that I might open a grief counceling service for homeschool moms. Someone should have told me how awful this would feel. I feel like I shoud go recruit other people's kids and teach them something.
I've changed my goal from trying to blog once a week to trying to blog once every six months. Maybe I can do that. I hate setting goals that are unobtainable.
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzuMn3OyXUyFBzCTo1VgO2qwoLtFEigRvHaSDlco4Zgaq86KASFYEYr9hNTrojypBy4lRGEAJMZlvX1FMkOU-Bo6faURlaEFZfVw8UxE1jMi0J3GaVRu5jkvzPl-yBJ-1jy8cLpBxb0Fg/s1600/IMG_0129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="213" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzuMn3OyXUyFBzCTo1VgO2qwoLtFEigRvHaSDlco4Zgaq86KASFYEYr9hNTrojypBy4lRGEAJMZlvX1FMkOU-Bo6faURlaEFZfVw8UxE1jMi0J3GaVRu5jkvzPl-yBJ-1jy8cLpBxb0Fg/s320/IMG_0129.JPG" /></a></div>Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-10390328347380762802012-02-21T12:58:00.011-08:002012-02-21T14:58:52.414-08:00My Little "P" Man<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFKr3lI7AM5zSj0Ycgpjnh50Twik5wXTiprqSdjuyBbfjR3x3NPO-1A1c5FheUOFkCGrNWXo-o_KJpTEkbh09GxT9u1FxwaoyxmByBEgBPo-kdB4qjwmWX_LmaYtzkpWBcp8_4hGjijzU/s1600/377881_146348405473582_100002952711365_189610_1066087561_a.jpeg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFKr3lI7AM5zSj0Ycgpjnh50Twik5wXTiprqSdjuyBbfjR3x3NPO-1A1c5FheUOFkCGrNWXo-o_KJpTEkbh09GxT9u1FxwaoyxmByBEgBPo-kdB4qjwmWX_LmaYtzkpWBcp8_4hGjijzU/s320/377881_146348405473582_100002952711365_189610_1066087561_a.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711701159184320914" /></a><br />I'm not even going to start this out with an apology for how long it has been. It is what it is!<br /><br />The letter "P" is my favorite letter right now. It has many meanings, my favorite being Porter. When he stayed at Nonni's house for the first time, we found out it could also mean, Peas, Pee, Poop... any variety of things. It also means Praise. I Praise God for this Perfect little blessing He has brought into our lives.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge0R6fDziLPgy7FDTI3pf3O21nHKpSl6rdGwXgq9P8v3SfmNDVUeiSxlPpWNsG61PZoHjQU_TUsCPXocTa3qNa8HACiT3aAn2Ldov-riR7tiV8-8IFdNluK0rYMPsmqA9Y5QsaIvvQ7-c/s1600/397619_146348948806861_100002952711365_189624_801377067_a.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 198px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge0R6fDziLPgy7FDTI3pf3O21nHKpSl6rdGwXgq9P8v3SfmNDVUeiSxlPpWNsG61PZoHjQU_TUsCPXocTa3qNa8HACiT3aAn2Ldov-riR7tiV8-8IFdNluK0rYMPsmqA9Y5QsaIvvQ7-c/s320/397619_146348948806861_100002952711365_189624_801377067_a.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711701275917013282" /></a><br /><br />I can not believe that he will be a year old in 5 days. I can't wait for the Party! My little "P" man has brought so much joy to so many people. <br /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMEFkEM9TDayP0gHP944xJDtqYldI7D-XZf4AlzH0e_q0Z08LvyBgikpXvLTYwoX24mfdFHAMOZMKO6MByHJ7M3LyQpnaJNcJ8DmeqMbAp2NhSaArNafL26umQfvQdAfyVCBIToX48RhM/s1600/422598_178852595556496_100002952711365_267623_1741458686_a.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMEFkEM9TDayP0gHP944xJDtqYldI7D-XZf4AlzH0e_q0Z08LvyBgikpXvLTYwoX24mfdFHAMOZMKO6MByHJ7M3LyQpnaJNcJ8DmeqMbAp2NhSaArNafL26umQfvQdAfyVCBIToX48RhM/s320/422598_178852595556496_100002952711365_267623_1741458686_a.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711701421034023250" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMaO6lL9zmEuCx77dJGnC60UG9N7zUwLgl6PIiD4yiKnJEs8MzHBjGYezVeDPy8N3UNy7SVEIXheIAd221aAvoGRpBLbTL_TIbdn0cR9vPCB2mqzfk1f996hl7cshwwLErWA9Iz_-pN8A/s1600/419128_178852655556490_100002952711365_267625_2111139923_a.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMaO6lL9zmEuCx77dJGnC60UG9N7zUwLgl6PIiD4yiKnJEs8MzHBjGYezVeDPy8N3UNy7SVEIXheIAd221aAvoGRpBLbTL_TIbdn0cR9vPCB2mqzfk1f996hl7cshwwLErWA9Iz_-pN8A/s320/419128_178852655556490_100002952711365_267625_2111139923_a.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711701343654844914" /></a>Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-2080858242191438442011-11-21T17:36:00.000-08:002011-11-21T18:26:57.133-08:00I've Waited Forty-six Years For ThisI finally got to be one of those GrandMas that you see at the mall with their daughter and grandbaby. I've waited forever for that experience, and I wasn't one bit disappointed. It was even better than I thought it would be. Porter was perfect! Perfectly adorable, perfectly funny, and perfectly sweet. Especially when he just leaned his head against mine and stayed there. I wouldn't have moved for the world. Oh how spoiled that baby would be if I were any closer. Jenna and I had so much fun picking out clothes and pajamas for him. I love all the thought that went into those pj's. I can't wait to do it again, with lunch(stupid diet). <br /><br />Emma had her first craft show. Live and learn is all I have to say about that. She has some beautiful aprons, burp clothes, and taggie blankets if anyone is interested. Just leave me a comment.<br /><br />Will is filling out college applications. Did I just say that? He's the youngest. What happened? I thought I just changed his diaper. There is no telling where he will end up. I've realized that if I suggest it, he will not apply. So I'm thinking about suggesting oly colleges that over an hour away. That way he will stay close;)<br /><br />It's almost time to gobble til I wobble. I can't wait. I love Thanksgiving! Giving thanks to God for all he has done this year is going to take a while. I realize that not just this week but all year we are to continually give thanks. Even for the trials. Things I am thankful for...Sean and Jenna having a healthy delivery, Porter, my husband, children, and myself having salvation, our health, and our love for each other. When one of us falls the others are there to pick them up, brush them off and encourage them to try again. There aren't too many families like that. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxUy2gjBk7FPT7WcACUX9aVxgBFdKkmqGR0afB1tymP1mDmra-ggte-b1-HEiAeXO44IFA1q7PCCnvnqvFtQcapi1S5Q-sYf-H4T84qrUiaU6Plqk6QGNr4Sionz7sBSAoX9hYf6f_-Qo/s1600/310112_10100102627740347_36606673_43381572_58345831_a.jpeg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 120px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxUy2gjBk7FPT7WcACUX9aVxgBFdKkmqGR0afB1tymP1mDmra-ggte-b1-HEiAeXO44IFA1q7PCCnvnqvFtQcapi1S5Q-sYf-H4T84qrUiaU6Plqk6QGNr4Sionz7sBSAoX9hYf6f_-Qo/s320/310112_10100102627740347_36606673_43381572_58345831_a.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677640196139392290" /></a>Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-32789592156381563782011-10-29T18:47:00.000-07:002011-10-29T18:57:44.587-07:00A Little of NothingI had to get this post in before midnight so that I could keep up with the once a week blogging goal.<br /><br />Not much has gone on this week. But here goes... Will had his state cross country meet in Winston Salem. He did his personal best, then I got to go to Old Salem. I loved it. Will had his last cross country meet of the year and got lost driving there, and missed it. Not a happy time! I didn't see Jesse any this week, but rumor has it she has no clean scrubs or underwear...according to Nana. I don't think any big news came out of the Mitchell household, other than smoking meat in the front yard, aka redneck. Emma's been all crafty, getting ready for the show.<br /><br />I cooked a new recipe, it was really good. I'll share it next time.Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-41209872069430974182011-10-18T13:30:00.000-07:002011-10-18T13:34:34.478-07:00What We're AboutI love this. Hope to find it in my home soon!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghwOIn_3EoAbMWEj5GTetChRsNexqk8F8MFCTb-VFxNbDvliGiqeZ7E3DbIFURMAilTpy9Vm1985vSkRwuN3atCXClm_KSMmO1zrBl9HptiIHvQBvVeNu67ONU9yeGfWwBNjG8Y_7ZDno/s1600/Favorite+sign.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghwOIn_3EoAbMWEj5GTetChRsNexqk8F8MFCTb-VFxNbDvliGiqeZ7E3DbIFURMAilTpy9Vm1985vSkRwuN3atCXClm_KSMmO1zrBl9HptiIHvQBvVeNu67ONU9yeGfWwBNjG8Y_7ZDno/s320/Favorite+sign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664932761347695970" /></a>Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-39321400913288137842011-10-17T13:34:00.000-07:002011-10-17T17:37:06.650-07:00Bad, Bad NonniSo...I'm not even going to try and recreate the last six months of my life. You would think I've been watching too many soap operas. Anyway I am going to set a goal of updating this blog once a week.<br /><br />Right now Sean has passed two of his four CPA exams; he took another one this morning. Jenna is a full-time SAHM(stay-at-home-mom); she watches another little boy named Isaiah. Jesse is still working at the hospital; she is doing school part-time online. Emma is crafting like crazy; she has her first show on Nov. 19. Will is DRIVING!!! I am so glad for another driver in the house. He pretty much taught himself. I stink at teaching driving. Will is taking three classes, two for college credit. That leaves Porter. Oh my goodness! As Jenna calls him, squishy-face-man. There's nothing so adorable in the whole world. <br /><br /><br /><br />When my children were little, it seems like all Todd and I talked about was the children. Now all we talk about is Porter! When you see his picture you will know why. One thing I do want to remember on the blog is our vacation. It was probably the best one ever! Porter was so good, and it was so fun to spend a whole week with him(oh, and Jenna and Sean). The weather was perfect. We hardly broke a sweat which was very unusual. We even ate out many times, and Porter was such a good boy. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY_MJcCsYrMc7cLBysULVteIvtzNTiF76_UstnCMUhxzMWiX2wgqyKVyECqeoc9DF7-99zPYEKEjXv4V8U6_-SZus5YgGPg9VDMIwxobdHUIQ4mZytk3IyZlqXoZDMsjPV60tlHact2AA/s1600/IMG_3099.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY_MJcCsYrMc7cLBysULVteIvtzNTiF76_UstnCMUhxzMWiX2wgqyKVyECqeoc9DF7-99zPYEKEjXv4V8U6_-SZus5YgGPg9VDMIwxobdHUIQ4mZytk3IyZlqXoZDMsjPV60tlHact2AA/s320/IMG_3099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664577570058654162" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjBGY2He1XekgUYH_ji3iUrJrkKQW6RJPnoAIxJbcCn73PHSxXDGPTTe7IFxluYiDfRtIwQ4AWm0gy6K9FPenEpe5lSTkW3h2-LKQuN2_O1Par3Qkr7prdH2xwy2bVtsQupozLe2kZiPM/s1600/IMG_2785.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjBGY2He1XekgUYH_ji3iUrJrkKQW6RJPnoAIxJbcCn73PHSxXDGPTTe7IFxluYiDfRtIwQ4AWm0gy6K9FPenEpe5lSTkW3h2-LKQuN2_O1Par3Qkr7prdH2xwy2bVtsQupozLe2kZiPM/s320/IMG_2785.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664578223562714722" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJG8W2msWyfCZAyZ5HWnRZtWmWgWL7uyUFfmH2Wnr9lNG8MfZKzl1JAmwbykUIgjFila9bvR66M_NAJszadcsCtlzrg4wrPwZFYsmpGYCa_zFVQXgILaHP1Og06i2q__Hh-Y_JZV0jvO0/s1600/IMG_1793.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJG8W2msWyfCZAyZ5HWnRZtWmWgWL7uyUFfmH2Wnr9lNG8MfZKzl1JAmwbykUIgjFila9bvR66M_NAJszadcsCtlzrg4wrPwZFYsmpGYCa_zFVQXgILaHP1Og06i2q__Hh-Y_JZV0jvO0/s320/IMG_1793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664580641920633602" /></a><br /><br /><br />I am so excited about Fall being here. I love the leaves, the coolness in the air, and the food. We went hiking on Whiteside Mtn. this weekend. It was beautiful! I have chili in the crockpot right now, and cornbread on the way. Until next week...Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-31113312692566073792011-03-21T07:19:00.000-07:002011-03-21T07:46:02.050-07:00This Month<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2wmSUjhAPa5SFcKyH1pFNkXSA7AItx5w1RKYURwf21NvqcjCh6gwW_svFWLRC-9rwwaU4PBuvLI9dkcVumLOZWiuHvYNMg4RiTzj5xeOOp9bX9JFy17LNnrFsTt6D4Raq1cvIKKcN9YU/s1600/IMG_8865.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2wmSUjhAPa5SFcKyH1pFNkXSA7AItx5w1RKYURwf21NvqcjCh6gwW_svFWLRC-9rwwaU4PBuvLI9dkcVumLOZWiuHvYNMg4RiTzj5xeOOp9bX9JFy17LNnrFsTt6D4Raq1cvIKKcN9YU/s320/IMG_8865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586544509695491826" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw6y4ZfyRBF-9L8CHfqwH4iHhUYm7TwvijQ8pL8VQxnA18pu6KEX85McwbYJ8d1P7_74owlVjjNon40npIRkTpZg6aTxboKMcBE31erkNi7pnUpSCXQaj3wkBZAKxkKnITCtOF5WAlra8/s1600/IMG_8830.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw6y4ZfyRBF-9L8CHfqwH4iHhUYm7TwvijQ8pL8VQxnA18pu6KEX85McwbYJ8d1P7_74owlVjjNon40npIRkTpZg6aTxboKMcBE31erkNi7pnUpSCXQaj3wkBZAKxkKnITCtOF5WAlra8/s320/IMG_8830.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586544149080474578" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKIW13Oyk5bNHUtIt8c9a1kLbpNmwyJHa_sDgPXu1b2SeCpNTNQw4iLWq7BTcMPf-Yxwllpe9XxCT1IeRjhhOtZjCB71RK27nwgxxyNLIdzo27D31DbsO-2DtlT2y8_bEpNwwwolFj90c/s1600/IMG_8827.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKIW13Oyk5bNHUtIt8c9a1kLbpNmwyJHa_sDgPXu1b2SeCpNTNQw4iLWq7BTcMPf-Yxwllpe9XxCT1IeRjhhOtZjCB71RK27nwgxxyNLIdzo27D31DbsO-2DtlT2y8_bEpNwwwolFj90c/s320/IMG_8827.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586543840073188898" /></a><br />This month is flying by. I really hate that. Porter is three weeks and two days old. Emma will graduate from homeschool in less than two months. Will will be my last one left to homeschool and that is only for one year. Am I having a pity party, well maybe. But truly I have so much to be thankful for. I am so thankful that the Lord got a hold of me and gave me a heart to come home from work and be a homekeeper and mother. Is it easy and do I do everything right? Not at all, but I do love it. The close relationship I have with my children, because we are together all day every day and have been for the last ten years is a blessing. <br /><br />I pray that Jenna will not take one minute for granted in the raising of Porter. She has been blessed beyond measure to have a husband that is willing and able to support her so that she can stay home and raise children. If that were not the case she would be looking at returning to work in about three to four weeks. <br /><br />I am so happy that we get to go see Porter tomorrow. Jenna says that he is out growing his newborn clothes, so I can't wait to see how much he has grown in the last week and a half. I wish we could slow time down so that he doesn't grow up too fast. I love all the little noises and stretches. I love the way he just melts into you when you hold him. I love you so much Porter!Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-31121219671657546482011-03-01T04:47:00.000-08:002011-03-01T11:29:14.175-08:00Porter<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA2ns4qXo1h8xRKAMLzUguXS852d3fQssJJrf5iUqM7b_PvFHkFcCCVpJdwu7e3oKBWIfKdy1eUOfXi2a6srzuI1x4NQN3FwuDy6jtrf9Wua_bkgJj9kCUlKtMcf9w99fEAwnqGIDH2vg/s1600/IMG_0950.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA2ns4qXo1h8xRKAMLzUguXS852d3fQssJJrf5iUqM7b_PvFHkFcCCVpJdwu7e3oKBWIfKdy1eUOfXi2a6srzuI1x4NQN3FwuDy6jtrf9Wua_bkgJj9kCUlKtMcf9w99fEAwnqGIDH2vg/s320/IMG_0950.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579093949560477954" /></a><br />Porter-<br />OT.- Gatekeeper, Doorkeeper<br />NT.- Doorkeeper, Watcher<br /><br />For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand elsewhere. I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness. Ps. 84:10Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-83730392966394059122011-02-22T07:20:00.000-08:002011-02-22T07:26:33.042-08:00Nonni BrainI must have Nonni brain, I'm not even making soup. Ha! Soup is on the menu for Thursday night. Surely I won't be at home making soup on Thursday. <br /><br />Everybody is ready! I want to see Porter's little face and smell him and sing to him. I think the last two weeks seems longer than the whole nine months. I'm sure Sean and Jenna feel the same. <br /><br />Don't grow too much little buddy. Let's keep this simple.Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-85742374238440256612011-02-21T17:44:00.000-08:002011-02-22T07:20:29.438-08:00Soup or No SoupNot sure if I should put the soup in the Crock Pot in the morning or not. With Jenna being 3 cm dialated I'm not sure what to do. I guess we can always unplug and take it with us. <br /><br />I can't wait to meet Porter. It will be no more than 4 days! I haven't told Jenna that Todd dreamed he was fat with red hair when he was born. I love red hair. <br /><br />Anyway, come on Porter you can do it, just be nice to Mama and don't hurt her too much.Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-17132420516320252882011-02-05T13:46:00.000-08:002011-02-05T14:07:38.382-08:00Because I Love PorterThe flu bug has just about shut down our home. Since Monday Todd and Will have been down with chills, fever, body aches, cough, headache, did I mention Will's sore throat? We almost made a run to Urgent Care this morning, but decided to wait a little longer. His throat is a little better than this morning. We are trying to get it healed before the Super Bowl hot wings and brownies that he plans to partake of tomorrow. A friend of mine told me that this particular flu is rearing it's ugly head in the throat. She said if I would gargle with Peroxide it would kill any germs that might be starting. So, because of my love for Porter, and wanting to be well in case Jenna goes into labor---I DID IT! Anyone that knows me and my hate of anything that does not taste good, knows how bad I do not want to get sick. Thank you Porter for holding on a little longer. By the way it was not that bad while it was in my mouth, then it decided to foam up and come out of my nose, not so great.<br /><br />I wonder how many more days before I can be a Nonni. I am so ready. Thinking about the phone call when it comes, and trying to get everyone together to head over to Sean and Jenna's seems crazy. Best case scenario would be about 6:00pm on a Friday night. Wishful thinking I know. Oh well whenever it is we are all ready.Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-12082128348064460522010-12-07T06:54:00.000-08:002010-12-07T07:24:59.014-08:00Cooking, Eating, Cooking, Eating...I love this time of year! We have cooked and eaten so much lately. I've lost count on the number of pumpkin pies and pumpkin crisps. Seriously about 6 or 7 EACH! I made Buckeyes yesterday, and yes some of us ate them for breakfast. <br /><br />We had the best Thanksgiving I can remember. Such a fun time with family. I wonder what next year will look like with Porter here? Going to get our Christmas tree was just perfect. The weather was cold, but not too cold and it was a beautiful day. Thank goodness there was no mud at the tree farm, because Emma has to be the most hard headed child ever(new boots). There is the cutest little rest area on the way. It is a little log cabin with all the amenities and a wood stove right in the middle. I love it. I can't wait for Porter to be with us next year. Sean can't either, because then he and Jenna get to take their own car. Little does he know that the girls are going to want to ride with them. So that means, more Jesse, his favorite sister-in-law! <br /><br />Our tree is a little smaller than usual, but I think it is the prettiest one we've had. Anything beats last years tree(bugs!). We still don't have the front porch decorated. The wind has been terrible. Everything is blowing over or off the porch. The big glider swing we have blew over the rail and is laying upside down beside the house. Oh well, the inside of the house looks pretty. I have a new favorite store, Cranberries and Lace. I got some new Christmas decorations there. Will reminded me that most of ours are getting pretty old.<br /><br />Jesse has done great with her wisdom teeth. Nothing can stop that girl from eating. The only problem she had was forgetting to take her pain medication with her to babysit last night. Oh yeah, and the fact that her cell phone died and she had to drive home in the snow! Pain, slippery roads, and no cell phone, thank you Jesus for protecting her. That was a long night! <br /><br />We are such blessed people. When I was laying in bed last night(after Jesse let me know she was home safely) I was wondering why I am blessed the way I am. There I was in a warm, soft, clean bed with a roof over my head, full stomach, healthy, saved, the most amazingly close family. I pray that I never take for granted any of these things. I am so thankful for Porter and the family he will grow up in. He is one blessed baby already.Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-14905862937715149482010-11-24T15:56:00.000-08:002010-11-24T16:15:04.314-08:00Porter kicked me!Sure, I know what it feels like to have a baby kick, but today I got to feel MY grandbaby kick. He kicked so hard my hand jumped! I am so proud of Sean and Jenna. All their hard work is paying off. Married almost 3 years, soon to be 2 Masters Degrees, new home, and baby on the way. Wow, I try not to brag, but it is really hard. I have to thank God for bringing them together in His timing. <br /><br />I must go make a Pumpkin Pie and Sweet Potato Casserole. I love, love, love Thanksgiving. After being thankful, it's all about eating and family, my two favorite things.Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-17330178815925615482010-11-08T10:39:00.000-08:002010-11-08T11:11:33.562-08:00PorterThe whole reason I made this blog is for Porter and future grand-children to be able to read and know how much they are loved, wanted and prayed over. When Sean and Jenna first said they wanted to find out the gender of the baby, Papa(Todd) did not want us to tell him. Well, no one told Jesse that, so when we found out the gender she sent Todd a text telling him. He was very shocked! He knew it was a girl and he thinks he is never wrong about anything. When we pray together at night he continued to pray for Jenna and "the baby". In the last week he has started to pray for Porter by name. The first time I heard it my heart was just so consumed with love. Thinking about Porter as a person instead of just the baby in Jenna's stomach is so different. I don't just wonder what he will look like, but what kind of boy, young man, and man he wil become. I'm so happy to think about the fact that he is being prayed for even before he is born. <br /><br />Last weekend I got to spend the day with Jenna. Eating, shopping, eating some more, and just having fun looking at baby stuff. The time seems to be flying by. I'm sure the holidays will make it seem even quicker. My favorite holiday is Thanksgiving(all that food!). I'm already getting ready, planning menus, and looking at new recipes. I will be doing one new dish for sure. Nobody tell Jenna. She will love it, but it is a surprise. Names have been drawn for Christmas presents also. I always forget who got who, so this year I put the list in my Bible for save keeping. Now if I forget where I put it, everyone that reads this will know.Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-57460084414263396942010-10-16T04:54:00.000-07:002010-10-16T05:08:43.167-07:00It's a ...Thank you Jesus for this amazing, miracle, healthy. beautiful baby BOY. Technology is incredible. We got to see the baby's face; he has Sean's lips. We saw his little arms moving all over the place. He looked so comfortable and happy in there. Hope he's not too happy come March. I'm ready for him to be outta there. Wow, a boy. Jenna with a boy? What will she do? Be the best mom ever! I am so proud of Sean and Jenna. They will be amazing Godly parents.Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-66360415293832261882010-10-14T04:52:00.000-07:002010-10-14T05:00:21.505-07:00One Day!!!I can't believe tomorrow we will know what this sweet, precious little baby is. I totally have no opinion either way. Oh how I can not wait to hold he/she and snuggle and hear all the little sounds babies make. I have no idea what it is going to feel like to hold my grandchild. I guess the whole mother bear feelings apply to grandchildren also, because I feel ferociously protective of this little one. <br /><br />Let you know tomorrow!!!Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-33920123418248844282010-10-08T05:53:00.000-07:002010-10-08T06:17:04.286-07:00One Week!!!I know I keep saying that time is flying, but it really is. In one week Sean and Jenna will find out what the baby is. It seems like they just told everyone they were expecting, now they're almost half way. This little baby is sooooo loved already. It seems about all we talk about around here is "the baby". Emma and I saw some of the cutest clothes yesterday, and it's really hard not to buy them. I never knew that little baby boy dress shirts(button up)were made like a onesie so it stays tucked in. It was so tiny and cute. Then there was the pale pink little smocked gown. Oh my I think my bank account is in Trouble!<br /><br />On another note, I'm totally in to Christmas shopping. There's only one problem, I can not for the life of me remember where I hide stuff. Emma said I don't have to hide stuff, that her and Will won't look-yeah right. I did find a little something for Sean, no not a power tool, in case your reading this. Some people are so hard to buy for(Sean, Jesse)! <br /><br />I rarely get to drive my own car anymore. I think Will and Emma are secretly competing to see who will get their license first. I did call State Farm this week to see how much it will be to add them on our insurance. I just about passed out! I really had no clue. <br /><br />Todd and I had dinner with Jesse last Saturday. She made the best pizza ever. It had chicken, sun-dried tomatoes, ricotta cheese and mozarella cheese, I think that was all. It was so good. Then a dessert pizza with Nutella and white chocolate and milk chocolate chips. Back to counting points, if you know what I mean.Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-25717133659511308422010-10-01T08:39:00.000-07:002010-10-01T09:19:16.569-07:002 Weeks!!!!!!!!!!!In 2 weeks we will know if Little Bear is a boy or a girl!!! I'm so excited about seeing the ultrasound. We pray each night for Jenna and the baby to be healthy. <br /><br />I am so ready to hold this little baby and rock him or her. Todd asked how much longer last night. How funny! We told him that Jenna is 18 weeks. He said, "what does that mean?" Emma and I both pounced and said she's almost half way! I better step up the diaper buying. I put everything on hold until we know the gender. I don't know why I quit buying diapers, they're not gender specific. <br /><br />There are three little words that I have grown to hate-CAN I DRIVE. I was just thinking the other day that in a few months I will never have to teach another child to drive. WooHoo!!! My two least favorite things about being a mom are: immunizations(poor sweet little unsuspecting baby) and teaching children to drive. See what you have to look forward to, Jenna.Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-53529464885331198702010-09-20T17:24:00.000-07:002010-09-20T18:06:28.640-07:00Where To StartJenna's doing great. Little Bear is growing, heartbeat 150. Sean and Jenna got the crib and dresser/changing table bought. I get to go to the ultrasound to determine the s*x of the baby, in three and one half weeks.<br /><br />I wish I knew how to download pics. Jenna is so pretty pregnant!<br /><br />Papa made a realy big bookshelf for our bedroom. I started a Nonni shelf. I want to put a rocking chair beside it so I can sit and read to Little Bear. I have been in a cleaning frenzy- closets, cabinets, storage room. I want to be available to Jenna and the baby when the time comes, and I don't want to be thinking of all the things I need to be doing at home. I want them done now. I'm pretty sure I'm driving everyone crazy, because sometimes organization has to get worse before it gets better.<br /><br />And Jenna has felt the baby move.Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-39987829553101010362010-09-06T08:14:00.000-07:002010-09-06T08:32:00.433-07:00Busy weekendWhat a weekend! We got to work at our new church building-cleaning the inside and yard work. After working there, we came home and had a big cook out. Sean did a great job with the grilling. We had ribs, chicken, cole slaw, potato salad, baked beans, bread, and cherry dump cake. Jesse did a great job with the potato salad<br /><br />Then we got to have our first church service there. The preaching was great, and all of us got to go to church together. I loved it. It's nice to be around so many like minded people. Jenna looked very pretty. Less than six weeks and we can find out what the baby is! I can't wait to be able to buy things for Little Bear, other than diapers.<br /><br />We had a small bonfire last night and made smores. Uh, someone ate four smores. Not me! I could only handle one. They were really good and it was so fun to sit around a fire with cool air all around. I am sooooo ready for Fall.Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-63294186643080296952010-08-24T11:22:00.000-07:002010-08-24T11:38:57.486-07:00Caught Up!I have no idea why it has taken me so long to get caught back up on housework and life since we got home. Anyway, I'm finally caught up! <br /><br />Jenna's twelve week appointment went great. Baby's heartbeat was 160. Yesterday Todd asked someone if they wanted to see a picture of our first grandbaby. You should of seen his face when he saw the ultrasound picture, then he said, "I've got six of them." I can only imagine our house in the next several years. I hope it is full of grandchildren. Not all Sean's and Jenna's. Unless they want a house full. They have decided to find out the gender. It didn't matter to me either way, but this will make buying things a lot easier. I go back and forth between thinking Little Bear is boy and then a girl. Healthy is all that matters. No big doctor appointments until the 20th week. I can't wait!<br /><br />Everybody is back to school. Jesse actually did her reading homework, although it was while she was at work-oh well, it got done. So I'm not complaining. Emma and Will are driving more. I can't imagine what our car insurance bill is going to look like by the end of the year. We may have to take out a loan to pay it! Two teenage drivers!<br /><br />We are having Mexican for dinner, then watching the Duggars. My favorite family, besides mine!Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-47695731749734479192010-08-18T10:10:00.000-07:002010-08-18T10:26:54.746-07:00SummerI honestly can not believe that summer is coming to an end. Jesse, Emma and Will start classes tomorrow. Jenna went back to work this week. What a great summer. We got to swim so much, and visit Jenna a couple of times. We had the best vacation ever. It was so relaxing. I used to feel like I needed a vacation, after vacation, but this one was perfect. <br />I pulled up the blog and saw that the little bear on the right is moving along, how exciting. Twelve week ultrasound in 2 days! My mind keeps going to Thanksgiving and Christmas, and then March 4th! I can't wait to see Little Bear, hold Little Bear, kiss Little Bear and read to Little Bear. Next vacation is going to be soooo fun with a baby. <br />I am ready for fall. It seems like it should be getting cooler and the leaves changing color, but I think we have a little while yet. I just want to rush the season because it is my favorite. Pumpkin Pie, Apple Harvest Cake, sweaters, hiking, and cool crisp air. I have had enough of the humidity.<br />Emma's senior year is bittersweet. She's worked so hard and done a great job in school, but I am not ready for her to be finished. Life-I wish it could come to a standstill, but with Little Bear here.Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093316542398929422.post-61861185047277975072010-08-06T15:26:00.000-07:002010-08-06T15:34:53.970-07:00Beach BoundI can't wait to see Jenna and Sean tomorrow!!! I can't wait for Jesse to get to the beach! I can't wait to top the hill at Sullivan's Island and see the beach! <br /><br />I pray this week does not go by too fast. I wouldn't trade it for anything. This time tomorrow we will be there. <br /><br />Little Bear is ten weeks old today. One-forth of the way. Sometimes it doesn't seem real. I think it seems real to Jenna though...morning sickness, headaches, tired and grouchy, but it's all worth it.Julie C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927185226628659924noreply@blogger.com0