The other day Micah asked Ella if he could check out her baby tooth because her permanent tooth was already growing in behind the baby. She turns 7 this week and hadn't lost a tooth yet! I swear they are cemented in! She agreed to let him feel the baby tooth. In the blink of an eye, Micah pulled out her tooth (long root and all) and she didn't even know he had done it. It was only after he had her run to the kitchen and get tissue for the bleeding that she began to cry. She still thought he was trying to pull out the tooth, but it was really laying on the counter! :)
Sunday, November 1, 2009
when your daddy is a dentist....
Saturday, October 17, 2009
OU/Texas, sweet faces, and miniature horses...
He can also look oh-so-serious!
This afternoon we took the bigger kids to a miniature horse farm here in town. My sister's in-laws had won a "day at the horse farm" at a charity auction earlier in the year. They were so kind to extend an invitation for us to join in the fun! Ella and Ty had a blast with the tiny horses! What a fun day!
Friday, October 9, 2009
here fishy fishy fishy
Last weekend Micah took Ella on a weekend fishing trip with my dad, his dad, and his brother Todd. Ella had the time of her life! This girl of mine loves loves loves all things daddy! She loves to talk to Micah about hunting and fishing and never turns down a chance to spend special time with him! I love to see the love that they have for each other, there really is nothing sweeter! 

Be still my heart... Micah caught Ella taking a rest! Doesn't she look so relaxed?


Ella had many stories to tell when they returned! She made up for all the quiet time that Ty, Cash and I had enjoyed while Little Miss Chatterbox was gone!Thursday, October 1, 2009
things that make me giggle...
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Carterbug
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Happy Birthday Carter Lane! It's hard to believe that another year has come and gone. Four years ago Carter was born and a short time later exited this life for a better home, his eternal home. God has proven faithful in all things and has given unexplainable peace to our family. We miss our first born son, but knowing that he fulfilled his purpose here and is safe in the arms of Jesus is more comforting than you can imagine. His death is still hard, the memory is still alive, but the wounds are healing. A scar will forever remain in my heart... the part of my heart that was just for Carter.
My thoughts continually drift to the days and weeks surrounding Carter's arrival and his unexpected death. I think of how completely and forever our lives have changed. I think of the shock. I think of the disbelief. I think of the emptiness felt in my heart. The part of my heart that was only for my son, Carter. I think of the love of one mother for her son. I remember the joy of delivery quickly changing to worry. I remember my sister Kathy being by my side as the nurses rushed my hospital bed down the hall to the NICU where Micah and Carter were, and me screaming the entire way. I think of the helplessness I felt as we watched the medical staff attempt to save Carter for nearly three hours. I remember begging God for a miracle, and fast! I remember looking into Micah's eyes, knowing that we both realized Carter's miracle wouldn't be life on earth, rather he would receive the miracle of heaven. I remember the doctor saying we've tried everything. I remember our minister coming to baptize my son in the NICU. I remember seeing tears in the eyes of those working to save our son. I remember being handed our son, so that he could die in our arms. I remember the smells, the sounds. I remember sitting up in the middle of the night, tears streaming down my face, realizing that I didn't know his hands. I remember Micah calming me and describing with the utmost detail, our son's hands. I remember the girls from my Sunday school class coming to the hospital to cry with a girl they barely knew. I remember listening as Micah told Ella that her baby brother had died. I remember Kristen and a few other mommies that had lost babies coming to the hospital to share in my grief. I remember our entire family coming together in grief. I remember leaving the hospital without our son. I remember Micah carrying his son's casket, and remember the moans of friends and family that came to the service.
I remember it all, and will forever.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
Not all the memories are painful. The is so much GOOD that has come from Carter's life. The Lord has proven himself faithful time and time again. Micah and I have been blessed with two more children (and maybe one more before too long...wink wink) since Carter's death. Our lives have been enriched by friendships that may not have ever happened otherwise. The emptiness in our hearts has been filled by our Heavenly Father with peace and hope and love. We always remembered to give God the praise when life is good, but now we have now learned what it is like to really be dependent on him. I rejoice in Carter being in the presence of the Lord. How amazing that must be!
We miss you beyond words Carterbug! Take good care of your baby sister. We are so thankful that the Lord gave us you. You are our miracle, and we love you so. Carter, you are in our future, and we look forward to our heavenly reunion. Hugs and kisses!
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
14er!

This weekend I "bagged" my first 14er. That is hiker lingo for "we climbed all the way to the tip top." We spent the weekend in Colorado Springs after getting the "itch" after we were in the area back in July! Micah and I began our trek at 4 a.m. Did I mention that the mountain we climbed was Pike's Peak? It is probably the most famous and most traveled mountain in the states. The trail we chose to hike was called the Barr trail, and it is notable because this hike has the highest elevation gain of all 14ers (goes from 6,600 feet up to 14,110 feet) and is the longest hike (13 miles each way). Pike's is also unique because it has both a road and a train that go all the way to the summit.
The trail got really tough after we reached the tree line. The last 3 or 4 miles were so mentally and physically tough. It seemed like the trail went on forever, all you could see was brown boulders everywhere, and the summit seemed so dang far away. Not to mention we were at such a high altitude that it was hard to breathe. We pressed on and made it to the summit in the early afternoon. It was so weird to get to the top and see a bunch of tourists walking around eating the famous Pike's peak donuts. We both didn't feel very well up at that high elevation, but we managed to take a few pictures before we hopped on the Cog train that took us back to the trail head.
The next day, we felt great! Micah and I were both surprised that we weren't sore really at all. We hit the road and landed at the Royal Gorge. It was a magnificent sight, but again... really touristy!
The bridge has the state flags lining it. Here is the great state of O-K-L-A-H-O-M-A!
The suspension bridge is wood lined and shockingly there were (giant) cracks in the wood!
Thank you babe for believing in me, even when I didn't believe in myself. We pushed ourselves past our comfort zones, and had a great time doing so! Thanks for the adventure! I am already looking forward to our next....










