I ain’t even mad.
I haven’t reblogged anything in 5ever but there was NO WAY I was just scrolling past this.
If you want to be friends, here is the link. https://www.facebook.com/jessica.stevenson.5070
Okay, I just realized that’s not a link. I have no clue how to even make it a link so if you want to just copy and paste that, that’d be great. =)
"I never think that things are beautiful, just you."
He said that when I asked if he thought the dress I picked out was beautiful. I have the sweetest child ever.
This is always the best part of the deployment cycle. But how am I supposed to choose when there are so many good options? Help!
March 30, 2014
Pictures from last weekend when I met citizensofthecapitol. I just wanted them on my blog. :)
I now officially have a real life tumblr friend!
Jasper’s last day of being three years old was spent the same way the rest of his days of being three years old were spent- playing trucks in the dirt.
I got a call saying we don’t HAVE to be out of our house by April 1st. They are moving everybody out of west Chaffee in the next few months and we have the option of moving now, and can be put on the wait list for a new village. The lady at the office said we could get a better house (I love our house but our kitchen is terrible) and still get a three bedroom in Wainwright Heights, so my husband told us to go ahead and put us on the list and we will hire movers if we get offered a house before he gets home. And Wainwright Heights is just down the road so I won’t have to worry about getting lost. So, all is taken care of. Now, I get the fun of planning a new room for Jasper. I already have the paint picked out. I guess moving can be fun, after all.
Hearing Jasper sing Little Lion Man breaks my heart in ways I don’t really understand. It brings me to tears every time. He needs to pick a new song to sing constantly.
You can’t see this in the picture, but he had just thrown his popsicle on the ground because it gave him “freeze brain.”
Jasper and I began our special prayers for Lent tonight and it warmed my heart to see how eager he was to hear the story of Ash Wednesday. This is such a beautiful time. This song has nothing to do with that particular story, but I love it and Jasper and I have been singing it at bedtime for the past few weeks so there it is.
I won’t be doing any unfollowing because I know people can take that personally and I will go out of my way to never hurt anybody’s feelings, but I wish there was a way to only see my favorites’ posts. I miss way too many of their posts because my dash is constantly clogged with junk I don’t care about. And I’m rarely on tumblr anymore so that makes my tumblr time precious and ah, the struggle. I need to start asking for people’s facebooks.