Legacy

I love the song "Legacy" by Nicole Nordeman. In the past few weeks the thought occured to me this could be my theme song as a mother. What kind of legacy am I leaving for my children? What am I showing them day to day? What am I teaching them? Am I doing this or that enough? If I die today, what kind of legacy have I left for my children? The most important question, to me, is am I pointing to God enough, am I showing them, talking to them about Jesus enough?????????
The little things in life are important in life. Those little lessons that we take for granted or assume our children just know. We shouldn't assume they know anything, how can they, if they are not taught. Something that just irritates me is in Turkey Creek, a shopping place in Knoxville, that 8 out of 10 times will happen to me, is the 4 way intersection beside Chick-fil-a. It only has 2 stop signs, yet people make it a 4 way stop. Drives me nuts! Is it that hard to read traffic signs? Obviously, it is at this intersection. So, I could keep ranting, but I will go on. Normally, I let my tongue fly and say things : "Come on lady, what are you doing?" etc. in a not so nice tone. I hadn't put much thought into this, until my 3 yr old busts out in a drive-thru yelling for the car in front of us "go on" in his not so nice tone. I quickly realized my little sponges are soaking up ALL my actions and words. I said something to him and realized I must learn patience at this intersection as my children are learning quickly it is okay to yell or get annoyed with people over something so unimportant, no matter how ridiculous I think it is that people cannot follow traffic signs :) What kind of legacy am I leaving????

 I must realize that every single thing I do and say, my children are picking up and will use it in their lives. So, I must be on guard that I am teaching them about Jesus and what He wants us to do. Not what my flesh desires to do, but what Jesus wants us to do. Am I loving Him enough and pointing to Him??

 "Legacy"
I don't mind if you've got something nice to say about me And I enjoy an accolade like the rest You could take my picture and hang it in a gallery Of all who's who and so-n-so's that used to be the best At such'n'such ... it wouldn't matter much I won't lie, it feels alright to see your name in lights We all need an 'Atta boy' or 'Atta girl' But in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides The temporary trappings of this world I want to leave a legacy How will they remember me? Did I choose to love? Did I point to You enough To make a mark on things? I want to leave an offering A child of mercy and grace who blessed your name unapologetically And leave that kind of legacy I don't have to look too far or too long awhile To make a lengthly list of all that I enjoy It's an accumulating trinket and a treasure pile Where moth and rust, thieves and such will soon enough destroy Not well traveled, not well read, not well-to-do or well bred Just want to hear instead, "Well Done" good and faithful one... What kind of legacy are you leaving.............

Beauty Shop

One of the best toys we ever got Keira was her beauty shop. She loves it and even uses it in the mornings to do her hair. From time to time, she recruits Brock to be her customer and he happily obliges. They actually put water in the sink this time and he had to dip his head in the sink. He just sits and lets her do whatever! My turn came and Brock wanted to help, but boss lady would not let him. She likes to be in charge and poor little brother is usually the one who has to hear it. Needless to say, my session did not last long as I informed her that Brock could help.

Fun with Daddy

This past weekend, we were all so excited that daddy got the weekend off. This rarely happens in tax season and we enjoyed being together as a family. We were blessed with beautiful, warm weather and took advantage of it. After daddy mowed, the kids played some football with him. He told me that while he was mowing, Brock was walking around holding the football and looking at him. We enjoyed the evening by going out to dinner and shopping a little. We went to the bookstore and I am so glad my kids are showing interest in reading. Now that Keira is reading, we found her some books just for her to read and she was excited. I am amazed at how well she is doing. I still think of her like she should still be 4yrs old, and here we are approaching 6! She has grown up so much during kindergarten and makes me sad in a way. My baby isn't much of a baby anymore.

I am so thankful we have a basement the kids can just go to and play, play, play. Plus, it usually looks like a tornado has come thru and I would much rather that occur downstairs than upstairs!

Keira loves to set up restaurants, picnics, etc and they act like they have babies and carry on. Love watching their imaginations at work. Keira has got Brock into the baby thing and he will carry his boy baby around and ask me to hold him. They love to play store and use their cash register and scan everything. I have shopped many a day at Keira's Boutique. I have so enjoyed watching the sister and brother relationship grow and develop. They love each other so much and have been getting along amazingly the past few months. A few months ago, it was usually war most of the time, but now they hug and kiss on each other. Keira wants to be a mommy sometimes to Brock, but he doesn't like that concept. I heard Brock this morning as we were getting ready for school tell Keira that he misses her. So sweet!!

89 yrs young

My grandfather, Papaw Duncan, tuned 89 on March 2. The Duncan family gathered at my aunt and uncle's home to celebrate Big Papaw's (as he is known to his 3 great-grandchildren) special day. We enjoyed a good dinner and then had cake and ice cream. Keira and Brock just had to pick out 2 small balloons for him. He sure is special to our family and me. He is my last living grandparent, which makes it even sweeter to me. Big Papaw's mind is sharp and he loves to tell a story or a joke and even sing a song for the little ones. I especially love to hear him talk about my grandmother, who passed away 2 yrs this past January. She was the love of his life and they were married 62 yrs before alzheimer's took her from us. If someone ever wanted to see wedding vows in the purest form, then they were a shining example of what marriage should be. Not saying it was perfect, and I am sure they had their moments, especially earlier on, but they sure ended a lifetime of love best as one can. My grandfather took care of her for 11 yrs as she battled the ugly disease that robbed her of so much. She got to the point of not even remembering that she was married, etc. But, that never mattered to him as he lovingly and patiently took care of her. She was never put in a nursing home or such and remained at home until the final week or so of her life, when she had to be put in a hospital. True and selfless love!! A man who loves fishing, but truly lived with the greatest catch of his life. Their is a sign at their home that says this and I have always loved it. One of my fondest memories is of him telling me how my grandmother(as she was in the hospital passing away) led him to the Lord after they had married. I hope I never forget that story. Happy Birthday, Papaw!!

My little brother gets married

This past Saturday my brother, Jared, and Laura got married. They had a small, family wedding at my aunt Phyllis's wedding chapel. My mom and aunts prepared the food and cakes, and as always did an outstanding job. The happy couple asked me to take pictures and I agreed. I was a nervous wreck as you do not want to mess up on something like this. I am by no means a professional and don't claim to be. We enjoyed the evening and welcome Laura into our family!