September 20Again, where does the time go???? 3 already? There's not much more that I can say that hasn't been said 15 million other times in this blog. It just goes by so fast. I've been really convicted lately about time, time management and how little time I have with each one of them...how short life is. I think the Lord is really trying to get my attention in this area so that I make the most out of it. It seems like just yesterday I was going through the horrendous ordeal of dr's and trying to fight my way through it all. Talks of a c-section and threats of being taken to court for endangering the 2 of them for refusing to consent to it and on and on. The whole 39th week of my pregnancy was spent in tears and on the phone begging other dr's to take me and give me a chance at delivering them naturally. All of them said no. I prayed and cried and stayed mad through most of it. Brad was commuting and stayed stressed about it the majority of the time. It was pretty awful. Then in a merciful and miraculous way the Lord moved and one of the midwives I had contacted called and said to call her backup dr and that he was interested in our case. I called and God moved mountains through a physician that was willing for the Lord to use him as His vessel and work wonders through his hands and life. I had my 1st appt with him at 39 wks exactly and 4 days later at 39 wks and 4 days I went into labor with them on my own. He delivered them completely naturally after only 4 hrs of labor with Garrison, my sweet Baby A, coming head first and Grant, my precious Baby B, delivered breech. I wonder if they will ever have a birthday that I am not in awe and so grateful for the work the Lord is capable of doing and what He did during that whole time in my life. I wonder sometimes if they will ever have a birthday that I do not think about their birth story. It still is so amazing to me. The two of them are so amazing to me. Technically and statistically there is no reason in the world that I should've had twins. I was supposedly way too young, there are none in my family and I had only had 3 previous children. They truly are miracles and I continue to be so blessed by them.
Garrison is always the leader and the one who can get Grant to laugh harder than anybody. He's so entirely social and is happy as long as he's in the middle of absolutely everything that's going on. He's got such a great sense of humor and he knows he can steal the show. He's so smart, well spoken and lovable. He's just getting so big. 
Grant is forever the quiet, gentle one. He still would just rather sit in a quiet little corner while being content in the activity of everyone else while he messes and figures out how the world works. He's a pro at taking apart absolutely everything to see how it works and a screwdriver is his best friend...despite the fact he still remains a little inept at using it. He's sooooo smart. At 3am after a bathroom trip he lost his dirt bike in the bed and was more than a little distraught over not being able to find it. In the dark and with everyone else around him asleep in the room he drug out Evye's wall shelf that has yet to be hung and stacked everything he could find on it to elevate it as much as he could. He then stood on it and tried desperately to reach the pull chain for the ceiling fan light. He successfully fell off, made a huge thud and cried. Everyone else in the room slept through it all. He came and got me and I was quite shocked at the sight that greeted me when I walked into the dark room. Only the moonlight illuminated the silhouettes of everything he'd drug out in the middle of the night in his attempt at turning a light on. Self sufficient little guy in his life-threatening attempts to do it all on his own. Knowing immediately what the problem was I felt around in the bed to no avail and finally turned on the bathroom light. He hurriedly climbed into bed and began a 3am search for his beloved dirt bike. It was found on his pillow. He laughed and curled up with it so I tucked him in and, after putting everything back up where it belonged, went back to bed.
Now......on the more humorous, not so sentimental side of it is that they are just turning 3 and I have given birth twice since their birth!! Our family has indeed been so very blessed with children and for some reason the Lord saw something in me that could handle so many children so close in age. I'm still looking for whatever He saw!!!! I love every minute of it.....every minute of this crazy, chaotic, busy, noisy life. That seems to be a bit of a contradictory statement since I sit here in the deathly quiet of the afternoon as the little 5 sleep and Grayson and Evye fold clothes!!!
The birthday promise
So, having celebrated their birthday a little early, for their real birthday Brad worked and the children and I took off to explore undiscovered territory. With not really any real destination in mind we started by beginning our journey with the 1st entry to our Historical Marker project, since this was, afterall, supposed to be a field trip. Since there are so many markers out here we've decided as part of our history this year and learning about America's past we are going to not only stop and read all the markers but take pictures and make a book of both markers and the areas they are located. So, we steered in the direction of one we knew we have not already read....though at some point we will backtrack and take pics of those as well. This is what we found. I fell in love with it. The little cemetery is off of a seldom traveled 2 lane highway located in the hills. As we walked through them and I read and explained all of the graves the cows bellowed and the wind sighed through the trees. I've found my burial site for when I die. I told Brad that and he seemed to think it was a little morbid. But it's true. I've never really found anyplace that ever seemed fitting to be buried. Even the little town cemetery here has a cold, unhomey feel to it. And I'm not so stupid as to think it'll really make me any difference if I'm dead but I want it to be somewhere that the family can go and truly feel at peace and know that it is a place that they can come and pray, away from it all, or just come and sit for awhile.
And speaking of morbid....I got to thinking the other day how morbid Teddy Grahams are. It's one thing to eat little faceless, shaped animal crackers but if you look at Teddy Grahams really good they have eyes, noses, mouths, little ears and everything. They even have a freakin belly button. And they're smiling at you. As I got down to the bottom of the box I was faced with a graveyard of little teddy arms and legs and little bear parts. I took out a handful and one piece was even smiling at me. It just seemed kind of strange to me. I bet if you listen close enough you can hear a faint "Don't eat me!" before you pop it in. It seemed a little kin to cannibalism......or bearibalism or whatever you would call it. Apparently it didn't stop me too much seeing as how I ate the entire box for lunch....including the little teddy graveyard at the bottom. Healthy, I know. And speaking of healthy......I am down 12 pounds. I guess a ton of grilled chicken, salad and raw veggies along with a box of Teddy Grahams don't quite glue themselves to the butt like Blue Bell. Who would've thought?
Anyway, back to the field trip....here's some of what we saw at the cemetery.
Outside the cemetery.....I didn't feel like unbuckling everybody at the moment.
Here's everybody else
Garrison, Garrett and Gavin all sit on the middle row and Evye, Grant and Aubrey have the back. Grayson has to sit up front since we ran out of room in the back when Gavin came along.
An entire family. The mother is on the far left, the father is 2nd and their 2 children. The mother died when she was really young and the children were 1 and 3 years old.
A funny much needed bathroom break for the boys.
On our way home.....a herd of deer we encountered. If you click on the pic you can see the ones that ran off in the brush after we stopped to look. They were all out grazing. We stopped counting at 12 and there were still more that went uncounted! In the closer pic you can see the that the fawn still has her spots.
Happy Birthday Boys!!!!!!!
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That boys pee-ing picture is hillarious!!! I tried to get David to pee on the grass & it freaked him out. Then tonight he asked to so I took him outside & he sat down in the grass but never peed. I told Dad that he needed to teach David how to pee outside. : )
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