HERE WE GO

it's here.
water weekend.
can't wait.
can't believe it.
so excited.
let the water flow.
join us.
we will be here.

africa auction

okay, so super cool opportunity...

this saturday night,
at the wine to water event,
in davenport,
at the redstone building,

we are having an art auction.

many, many artists created beautiful work,
on wooden africas, cut out, by our own tom randleman.

and even if you can't be there,
you can still bid.



(this one, created by THIS amazing artist all the way in colorado)

go check them all out
here.

they are all amazing.
and every one, saving lives.

proof that i am still alive.

this morning:
micah was chasing the cat around with a large coat, when asked what he was doing he replied:
"i am going to make him disappear... and reappear in canada."

me, to brody:
"i wish we could just spend all day snuggling in bed, and watching t.v. and eating chocolate."
brody:
"AND kissing."

i love my little boys.
now, back to water.

wow.

friday.
first gift.
you gave.

amazing.

over 10,000 dollars was raised.

and the people of Liberia
will forever be changed.

thank you.
thank you so much.

first gift

today is the day.
make it count.
no ten dollar fridays this year,
we are focusing all our efforts on this one day.

today.

let the first gift you buy this season be life.
go.
donate.
give the gift of life this season.

you can donate here

funny stuff here.

last night the next door neighbors gave us their old chandelier,
it had these really cool crystal water drop looking things attached to it,
and they thought we could use them for a water event.
and yes, yes we can.

so i took them all off,
all 138 of them, polished them, and set them aside.

but the main body of the chandelier was still sitting in a box in the living room.

micah spotted it this morning on his way out the door,
and exclaimed...

"wow.... that is shiny...
hey mom, have you heard of this place called,
cash for gold?"

hysterical.

love him.
love my generous neighbors.
love water.
the end.

thank you.

heard a story today, here is my attempt to recreate it:

as the students filed into the classroom, they were shocked to find no desks, no chairs... they questioned their teacher, and she replied,

when you can tell me what you have done to deserve these chairs, a place to sit in my classroom, then i will bring the chairs back in. until then, you may sit on the floor.

now the students were all confused, and talked on the playground at every recess about what they could say to their teacher to get their chairs back.

but every time they would re-enter the classroom, the teacher would ask the question again, and no one would answer, so they continued sitting on the floor.

about ten minutes before class was to be let out for the day, there was a knock at the classroom door, the teacher opened the door, and in walked 27 soldiers, some old, some young, some men, some women, some still serving, some long done.

each soldier was carrying a chair.

and each one walked up to one of the 27 students sitting on the floor, and placed the chair down in front of them, and went and stood along the wall.

the teacher looked at the class, and said,

students, you see, nothing you have done, has earned you the right to sit in these chairs... it is because of these men and women, standing here before you, that you may do so. it is because they have sacrificed, and fought, and protected our country that you can even walk through these doors of this school.
so thank them.
and take your seat.


--- i imagined my cousin, zach, who is currently serving in Okinawa, carrying that chair for one of my children. it is because of him that my kids have a seat.

oh micah.

once you go up,
aren't you supposed to know how to go down?

hike.

water.

nature.