"Love is unselfishly choosing for another's highest good." – C.S. Lewis
Today I’m thankful that the election is over.
I’m very thankful that I have the freedom to vote.
I’m thankful that those around me have the freedom to argue politics.
I’m thankful I live in a country full of historical riches.
I’m thankful my children are able to see that there were men and women just like their daddy who sacrificed time (and their lives) for their country.
After Foster completed a week of WW1 camp, his teacher coordinated a field trip to the home of Sgt. York. Chris took Foster, Katie and Theodore. When I asked them what their favorite part of the day was they all said “the swinging bridge”.
Chris before walking his Grandpa Grubb to his final resting place.
Jonah enjoying his baby pool.
A moment to read before heading off to church.
This was at Foster’s 3rd birthday party. Chris had been deployed to Iraq for about a month. The Family Readiness Group at the airbase made us a “flat daddy” to have for the 6 months he was gone. I know some people thought we were crazy carrying this huge thing around, but it was really great for Foster and Katie. We would prop him up in the living room and I would catch Foster talking to flat daddy while he played with his cars or built Lego towers.
The best thing about tomorrow, Valentine’s Day 2012, is that our whole family will be together to celebrate Foster’s birthday.
When I asked him what he wanted for his birthday dinner he said he wanted “stringy noodles” (angel hair pasta with parmesan cheese), popcorn chicken and French bread for the “siding”. Chris and I had to explain the difference between a “side dish” and “siding”. 
First snow of the season! The kids were very excited. But I realized we were a little short on the right gear. So Foster had on 2 thin jackets and Katie’s wearing my gloves and Theodore had on a hat that was too small before he protested and just wore his hood. Winter just snuck up on me I guess. But, that’s ok, either way you go out, you get wet and cold and you have a blast. Then you come in and strip down and get all warmed up again. At which point children forget how wet and cold they just were and want to go through the process all over again!
Katie and Theodore checking out one of daddy’s deer. Katie loves wearing her “camo” and says that when she turns 5 she’ll get to go hunting with daddy, too. We’ll see how she does with that…I know I for one couldn’t be a good hunter because of the weather, getting up so early, packing all that stuff, having to pee in the woods, and the list goes on. But if she wants to be a hunter with her daddy, then great for her. My husband’s cousin just married a great girl this past summer who loves to hunt. So there are some of them out there, I’m just not one of them!
All the Little Grubbs 