The Happel Crew
Psalm 127:3-5
Sons are a heritage from the Lord, children a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one's youth. Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. They will not be put to shame when they contend with their enemies in the gate.
Psalm 127:3-5
Psalm 127:3-5
Dean and Dawn proud parents of these blessings:
Mackenzie Jo 19, Carter Dean 15, Reegan Marie 12, Cael Charles 11, Quincy Everett 9, Addelynn Ruth 7, Cade Joseph 5, Kyler Erwin 4, and Jaycie LeeAnn 2
Mackenzie Jo 19, Carter Dean 15, Reegan Marie 12, Cael Charles 11, Quincy Everett 9, Addelynn Ruth 7, Cade Joseph 5, Kyler Erwin 4, and Jaycie LeeAnn 2
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Trick or Treat
Mackenzie, making good use of her homecoming dress as a fairy, Cael as Cael, Reegan as pajama girl, Quincy as a skeleton, Cade as a dragon (with the best fat butt), Jaycie as a dog, Addy as a 50's girl, Kyler as a pumpkin. Where is Carter? He was dressed in sweaty shorts and t shirt as he was still at practice when we took this picture.
Speaking of practice - look what started? Junior high wrestling. First meet was Tuesday at home, Carter had 3 matches and won all 3 by fall. It felt good to be back in the gym watching wrestling. Carter is the one on the left. They have black singlets this year which are b o r i n g, and look like everyone else.
Cael started practice on Tuesday and Dean had Carter stick around too, Quincy joins them tonight. Reegan has basketball practice.
Dean, Carter, Cael, Quincy, Mackenzie, and Reegan will all be leaving tomorrow for Wrestlers of Faith retreat. Mackenzie and Reegan are serving there, and the boys participating and Dean is one of the organizers. We have company coming in tonight from Council Bluffs and they will be leaving tomorrow for the camp as well.
Got this great big chocolate bar from Gene and Cindy, they made it in Hershey PA, and the paper that wraps the box has my name on it. I say that because of that, I do not have to share that chunk of chocolate delight.
The other day I brushed out Jaycie's hair, and I could have sworn I had brushed the hair of the wilderness baby. Leaves, food, grass, dirt, snot, etc. God gave that child a lot of hair and she hates to have it brushed and hates worse for it to be washed.
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