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foster’s 9th birthday – the party
foster turns 9
Foster turned 9 years old today. In his words he had a “tremendous day” and here are the few pictures I could get because not only does he not like singing (or hugs, or anything romantic) he also hates to have his picture taken. I could only torture the boy so much on his birthday.
on why I’m too busy to blog
good question
Yesterday when I had to go into the post office and stand in a very long line (again), I left Foster in the van with Parker, Theodore and Jonah. Foster came to sit on the floor of the van between our two middle seats so he could feed Jonah his snack.
When I returned we had this conversation…
Foster: “I think I’ll just stay here.”
Me: “Very funny. I don’t think so. Get back in your seat.”
Foster: “Why can’t I just stay here?”
Me: “Because it’s against the law, that’s why.”
Foster: “But if I’m down here the police can’t see me.”
Me: (thinking I’m so clever) “Yes but God CAN see you and he’ll know we are breaking the law.”
Foster: (as he’s getting back in his seat) “Well, then what about all the missionaries in other countries that are breaking the law and meeting in secret churches and witnessing in private?”
Me: (good grief) “That’s a good question, Foster. That’s a really good question.”
I knew that teaching my kids to think for themselves would come with consequences.
farewell 2012
I decided I would do something with the kids today that Chris would’ve wanted to do if he was here. So after a productive morning of school work, lunch and rest time, we headed to the GSMNP!
Our goal was to see snow (even from a distance) and wildlife. Well, that was mine, Foster, Katie and Theodore’s goal. Parker’s goal was to shoot and kill a snow monster and a sea monster.
We did see snow! Way up yonder! And we counted 66 deer. The best being the big buck that Foster took pictures of. He said it was an 8 pointer. I let him get out of the van and walk in close, he was so excited.
Foster chattered the whole time about his daddy. All the kids did, mentioning all the trips before when we had seen another big buck or the bear we had seen or all the turkey. It was a wonderful way to have them have a little daddy time today, without really being with daddy.
We picked up pizza on the way home and I had asked everyone to say “farewell 2012” before getting in bed. Mostly they just ignored me or didn’t cooperate. I know the day is soon coming when I hear “Mom you’re such a dork!” on a daily basis. For now though, I just threaten them to get them to let me take their picture. Especially that big one, he really doesn’t like his picture taken anymore.













































































































































































