Rance

Rance is a character. Monday he was working in the floor on his project for science behind the chair I was sitting in. He thought I was talking to Kymberly on the phone, but it was actually Angela. Anyway, we were talking about some people that weren't married to each other, but were hanging out together. They said it was ok even though one of them was married because they weren't having s-e-x. (I think I spelled it, like Rance can't spell or something. LOL) So after a few minutes Rance gets up and tells me I am having a conversation he shouldn't be in the room for and off he went. That kid cracks me up!!!!

Pig Roast 2009-accident

It started out as an innocent game of volleyball. Yes, the game was not set up in the safest area, but it had been raining and this was the driest spot. I was afraid someone would fall face first into the concrete or the milk truck, but instead someone got tangle up in the net. That caused one of the poles to fall. Daddy ran to help and ended up getting bonked on the head by the pole. Lex ran to help and got scraped down his back by the other pole. That was the end of the volleyball game. Daddy went to the emergency room and they gave him a tetanus shot and told him to ice it every two hours for 24 hours.
Thankfully Lex just got scraped and the pole didn't hit his spine.

Going to Pop and Gram's house in the morning after Rance's soccer game. I am scared to go.
Pop won't be there. Pop has always been there. The one person I can truly say has never hurt me one time in my entire life. He never ever said a hateful word to me. I miss him so much.
If I stay in Mansfield, I can pretend all is well. By going to Paris tomorrow, I have to face the fact that he is gone. I have dreaded this as long as I can remember.
Jesus is Lord. I give Him all the glory, praise, and honor.