Alex's Dream

Today when we were on our way to pick Alex up from Sunday school the teacher stopped us in the hallway and asked us if Alex is our son. Both Richard and I said, "Yes!" both wondering what OUR son had done to make his mark on his teacher this week and hoping the mark was a positive one. The teacher smiled and put her hand to her heart and began to tell us how sweet our Alex is, and how he had given her chills in class. She told us that they were discussing Joseph and his dreams...they were learning about future dreams and she asked the children to tell her what they dreamed of being when they grow up. The children went around the room saying the occupations that they wanted to one day have....The teacher said that when it came to Alex he said, "I want to be a good husband and an to save animals when I grow up!" She asked him to repeat his answer because she could not believe that what she had just heard.

Our Easter

We spent Easter with my sisters, brother, and their families. I believe this is the first picture taken of our completed family

Aron's first Easter!

The Rossman girls and the Harrell boys.

Amy and I free of any and all primping here. I love it that we look like sisters though!!!

Aron and Jack. They speak for themselves.

My sister Marita and her son Jack. Jack is only 2 weeks older than Aron. His red hair, blue eyes, and fair skin are a trip in his very dark colored family.

Sam and Mary Beth Price. She is due to have her baby any day! Mary Beth looks every bit as fantastic in person as she does in this picture. We continue to await the arrival of Raegan Elizabeth Price.

Tim, Amy, Deanna, Katherine and Emma Rossman. When I turned to this picture I was struck how all of the sudden the Rossman family looks grown up. No babies here, but very beautiful, sweet, little ladies.

Happy Easter Gram

I love Easter. I always get excited this time of year. The smells of spring, the warmer weather, the impending Easter celebration always are cause for a little pause in deep breathing on my part. For the past several years these things without fail also cause tears to flow as they always bring to mind Grandma Green. Every year she made Easter so special. It is amazing how some ham, rolls, and chocolate bunnies, can somehow blaze an entire person's exsistence in your mind and heart. I think it was Grandma's consistency in the things that she did for us growing up that has made her memory so lasting. Year after year, the $5 Easter money, the chips no matter what-even though there was too much food, the jelly beans, the basketball on T.V. It all is Easter to me. Every Easter since she has been gone seems to fall short. I have tried hard for Grandma's sake, but at the end of the day it is Grandma that is missing. I can recreate her traditions, but the person is not there. She was so much more than the bunnies, and the rolls. Grandma--the person made Easter so special then, and she continues to make it special even after her death. I love Easter, and I love that it makes me remember my Grandma so vividly. May those memories never fade. Thank you for them, and Happy Easter Gram!

Biblical Alexisms

I thought I would share some recent Alex stories. He keeps us on our toes, and in this particular area we are thrilled that he does.

He recently has been very into Bible stories. He has been wanting to hear them and has been asking a lot of questions. The other day I saw him lying over baby Aron and whispering to him. I couldn't hear what he was saying...but he ran his hands over the baby's face, jumped up and with a big smile said, "There mom, I have cured Aron!" Later that day he was talking to Aron again and the baby spit up. Alex looked very defeated. "Awe, man mom, Aron just puked. I guess I did not cure him. It wasn't a miracle afterall!" He really said, "afterall."

After church today he said, "Hey Dad you know that Jonah was eaten by a sperm whale?" Richard asked why he thought Jonah was eaten by that particular species. Alex answered, "Because the whale had teeth in the pictures, and other whales don't have teeth."

Recently he was trying to figure out the terms of his crimes and punishments...he said, "Mom I have to obey you and Dad, but you guys have to obey God."

I had lost my cool with the boys and after I had calmed down I went to Alex's room to apologize and to try and talk with him about the situation. I was explaining to him that there is only one mommy and that there are three little boys, and that I am alone and cannot do everything all at the same time. He just looked at me with a so what look and said, "Mom but you were not alone God is always with you!" Talk about bringing you a bit of perspective.