Tank-Tu

The year was our year to go to the Rademacher farm (Jonathan's cousins) outside of Austin. I was so happy to wake up this morning to find that there was no remains of pink eye or green snot. I was also pleased that a stomach bug did not stop us this year from enjoying family time. We got there in time to take some family pictures. Every year Jonathan's parents take a family picture for their Christmas card. Every year it gets increasingly complicated but somehow it is always pulled off. The years that we are not there, I photoshop our family into the farm picture. However, this year, we had three children that did not want to cooperate in our plan. We will find out soon enough if there is one in the bunch that will work, but we have surrendered to the fact that there just might be one child crying or not smiling in the Christmas picture. Oh well....

Anyhow, after all of the hoop-la of the photo sesssion, we finally enjoyed some yummy food and conversation. I am pretty sure that most of my day was committed to keeping Jack happy. I resigned to that since he is a major mama's boy. Luckily, for once was glad that Keegan was a daddy's boy. After lunch, Jonathan and I ended up in the living room watching the Dallas Cowboy game with both boys asleep on us. We smiled at each other like.."oh well". There are so many fun things to do outside, but it was a sweet 45 minutes.

After that I spent time with Bill Rademacher's parents Buff and Pat. They are sweet couple that just loved on my little Jack Jack and let him eat cheerios out of their hands. They work with two year olds in their church nursery and you can tell that God has them exactly where they need to be. They have a warm, loving presence that radiates Jesus love. Thank you God for people like Buff and Pat who forget about their age and get on the ground and play with children.

Jonathan, Granny J, and Keegan rode the 4 wheeler out to where they were shooting skeet. (Keegan was observing from a distance as I was told.) Guns scare me so I stayed back. However, I know I trust my husband..but it will be a LONG while until I am okay for Keegan and Jack to get near one. We then fed the cows and I almost lost my lunch when I saw their big black tongue. We headed back after a long day and were stuck in major traffic on 290 where they blocked off part of the highway completely. Later we saw a car that we think we over the bridge. My heart was saddened and pray that there were no fatalities.

At 7pm sharp, the Aggie/Longhorn game was turned on the radio. As soon as the noise came out of those speakers, Keegan yelled, "Gig'em Aggies" with two thumbs in the air. Oh dear....

I have tons of pictures to upload and will show later, but thought I would write a list of what I am thankful for. Keegan says "Tank-Tu" instead of "Thank You" and it never gets old to me. He even says it when I do not ask. God must really get much more gratification when we thank Him.

Tank-Tu for good health.
Tank-Tu for a loving husband and father.
Tank-Tu for my sweet boys.
Tank-Tu for our family and especially both sets of parents who are still together.
Tank-Tu for our newest family member on the way. (It is not me!)
Tank-Tu for friends that are like family.
Tank-Tu for Houston Northwest Baptist Church and the blessings and new friends we have received.
Tank-Tu for Jonathan's job.
Tank-Tu for running clean water.
Tank-Tu for food when we need it.
Tank-Tu for Your son who died on the cross for our sins so that we might have eternal life.
Tank-Tu that we don't have to work for our salvation because it is freely given.

Amen.