Backstory:
Before I even married Eric, I knew he wanted to build a go-cart with his son one day. Eli was about 2 years old when he started asking, "do you think it's time yet?" That was many years ago and he's been "collecting" parts ever since.
Now Eli's about to turn 10... it's time.
Most Dad's would probably whip up something like this~
and with all do respect... AS IF.
Here's what's happening in my garage~
A few teaser pictures...
That's one lucky kid.
Some of you have already known about the secret Eric and I have been keeping for many months.
Thankfully Christmas is over and I can now shout to the world that we're getting a puppy!
The kids are very excited.
Eric is mildly excited.
I am off the hook crazy excited!
Thanks to the generosity of my BELOVED FAMILY,
the Friesens will bring home a Schnoodle in about 4 weeks.
*Disclaimer- please don't make fun of me or judge me for not rescusing a really sad pit bull-lab mix from the Humane Society. Here's my reasoning: I couldn't buy the genetics of my children, so the least I can do is purchase some good genes in a dog. Hopefully it will obey us better than our children:) Plus I really wanted a puppy. I need something to mother. Again.
Let's talk about my schnoodle obsession for a moment...
it can't be healthy.
But seriously, if one of these was about to move in with you, wouldn't you be a little crazy too?
Couple of quick answers to your possible questions~
Yes, it will be a male or female. (still undecided)
Yes, it will be black w/ possibly a touch of white.
Name? Well... that gets tricky. Eric is pulling rank and says we have to name it Buster.
Won't work for a female. Busty? I don't think so.
We pick up our pup on Jan. 31st.
We got it here. They have been amazing especially considering I email like 10 questions a day.
Yes, almost all blog posts and Facebook Status Updates will be about my schnoodle starting February 1st. Just hide me now.
Saturday was cold, crisp and clear; perfect December weather for a 5k with hundreds of girls.
Piper was in the "Girls on The Run" program this year.
One word...Osm.
I thought the mother-daughter bonding would be my favorite part, but it wasn't.
My favorite part came long after the race ended and the huge crowd left.
There was one runner yet to finish.
Piper and one other teammate waited along with their faithful coaches, Gretchen and Leah.
She came around the corner and they all ran to meet her.
And THAT was my favorite part.
I've been the most negligent blogger ever.
Here's my excuse: we've been at camp for a month.
Now there's just so much to share that I don't even know where to begin!
How can I possibly explain pictures like this?...
Yes, that's Eli. AKA: Karl the Minion.
and here's Sam... or is that Bieber?
I'll start at the beginning~
We were here.
I was there to hang out with 34 OSM college-aged volunteers.
Mostly I got to be with these lovely ladies. If it was legal to adopt 20 year olds then I'd be a mother of 19 girls.
My kids got to hang with this crazy bunch...
And our whole family became a part of a much larger family...
I think working at a Young Life camp for a month would be like spending a month in heaven...
a whole lot of LOVE.
With Biever Fever that is!
Question- Did I go to Never Say Never with my college BFFs last night?
Answer- Heck yes.
Question- Was it in 3D?
Answer- You know it.
Question- Was I the only person in the theater over 25?
Answer- Undoubtedly.
Question- Did I care?
Answer- I most certainly did not.
Question- Does this make me the worse Bible Study leader ever?
Answer- I say yes, but they say it makes me the BEST.
Question- Would I like to adopt little Justin Bieber?
Answer- For sure.
He wakes me up daily; don't need no Starbucks.
Take a beautiful Northwest day...
Check.
Then call your super cool friend and ask if you can stop by the farm.
Check.
And because Barb is super cool, she'll take her for a ride.
Check.
Then... just when you thought it couldn't get better... your TEACHER shows up with the horse you've been hearing about for years! Meet Mrs. Nelson and Holly. (Once Samantha's teacher, now Pipers)
And of course everyone gets a turn!
Then Barb will ride like the osm cowgirl that she is...
Thank you ladies... the Friesens love you!
