Looking on Facebook this morning, being bombarded by pics of my friends with kids graduating from high school tonight just has me feeling so different emotions. Mostly a nervous feeling with the knowledge that we’ll be there in just 3 quick years, I’ll be sitting in their shoes. That in itself makes me feel, not only old, but sick to my stomach. I’m not ready for that…at. all! Knowing Teenager will more than likely be going to Auburn University, meaning he won’t be moving away, you’d think would help calm those feelings, but they don’t.

Today is the last day of school (obviously). I always do a first day of school pics, but this year I made the boys take last day of school pics. Both boys are moving up to new schools next year. Teenager to the high school for 10th grade...

Teenager and the AHS JV soccer team were in a tournament back in April. He went up with the team. Rob and I went up Friday night to watch the 2 games. Drove back to our friends’ lake house in Dadeville, then served at Emmaus Saturday morning and headed back up to Birmingham after that. Monkey was with Rob’s mom while we did all this.

Friday night, Rob and I were able to enjoy a nice dinner just the two of us in between soccer games. We had a recommendation to go to Billy’s Bar & Grill. We got a trio appetizer that included their fried olives. Loved ‘em! The menu describes them as, “A scratch-made favorite. Black olives pieces with cheese, seasoned, battered, & fried, served with a side of buttermilk ranch.” For our main course, I had the fish tacos and Rob had the rib-eye...

Sometimes it takes something bad happening for us to learn a lesson. Back in February, Teenager tested our parenting words. We told him his brand new iPod that he received for Christmas was “as good as stolen if you take it to school!” I’m not sure what about that didn’t sink in with him. The third or forth time he took it to school, during his weight-training class, he left it and his cellphone in a “hidden” pocket in his book bag. He came back to a bag that had all the zippers left gaped open and a “hidden” pocket that was empty! No iPod, no cellphone, no mechanical pencils that accompanied the electronic devices...

Whoever brings blessing will be enriched, and one who waters will himself be watered. ~ Proverbs 11:25 ESV

Oh what a marvelous feeling it is to know you’re doing something for someone who can’t do it for themselves! Being the hands and feet of our Lord and Savior is just so worth the hard work. It’s a drop in the bucket comparatively, you know?

A few weeks ago Rob’s and my Sunday School class got together with our families for a service project. Although, Rob and the boys were busy with a scouting event, I decided to be the representative for our family. There is a member of our church who’s home needs a lot of work. It’s out in the country and has been vandalized and broken into by “meth heads” over the last couple of years...