Busy week for the crew. We were supposed to go camping at the beach for Labor Day, but the big Rooster had football practice so we just scratched that plan and decided to stay home and do nothing. That was a good thing actually. Monday I got to take a nap! Oh, the joy of just falling asleep on the couch and drooling without anyone calling my name. Sigh. Then Tuesday came and it was off to work and school for everyone. I had Family Fitness Night in "The Forest" Thursday and took pictures of all the events going on in various locations throughout the school. I think the Forest family enjoyed themselves more so than the parents. Blake went with the football team down to Beaufort/Bluffton Friday for a field study and then the game that night. The Falcons lost in overtime and Blake didn't make it home until 2:00 AM. He was exhausted. Thank goodness for a shorter week and the weekend.
This is a shot of John Ryan at Family Fitness Night in the Forest. He went with me while Nick opted to go to the ballgame with the Colonel and Blake Thursday night.
Yesterday, we watched USC get beat by Georgia. (Sadness) I love the Gamecocks, but I must say that I enjoyed watching Georgia out play us because they certainly did. Someone definitely did their homework and it paid off. I told Blake it looked like coaches and players studied some South Carolina film and made a game plan that showed it. I also noticed that Georgia seemed to count on everyone to pull off the win. I think USC is putting too much focus on a few really great players and not the entire team as a whole. Maybe it is the fans or broadcasters that do it, but it also looks like only a few are carrying the load. The Bulldogs played a great game yesterday and deserved that win. It was a good game, and the best team (at least yesterday) won the victory wreath.
This is what Nick thought of the game. He so needed that nap. He was as ill as a hornet.
Dreaming of a Gamecock win
John Ryan watching his own thing on his laptop. I actually think he was watching a YouTube video on how to beat one of the levels on Mario.
Before the game, Sister and I had to run by WalMart. The boys were trying out the Wii U. They already have this on their CHRISTmas list. What is the difference between the new and the old? I have no clue. I have never really seen the fascination with video games. I get bored with them. I'll play for maybe--maybe--ten minutes but after that I am done. I just don't get it. Give me a book or an HGTV "House Hunting" series.
This was game day dinner for the Dew Crew--Chicken bog, baby lima beans and biscuits. OMG! I love chicken bog. (If my friend is reading this that I still owe a plate of chicken bog to, please know that I have not forgotten you. However, this is what it looks like!)
And these are a few of our after church pictures today. My John Ryan being silly.
My Nick eating lunch--red velvet cake. Yes, I am that kind of mother that I allow my children to eat dessert first.
And this is the picture of me today. HA! Nick was supposed to be taking a picture of John Ryan and me but was being silly so I was getting my phone back from him. My hand looks like it belongs on that show "Walking Dead".
Thursday in class, we were reading a piece of informational text about seasons and how they add variety to our lives and keep us from being bored. I had one of those "wow" moments when I realized that even as God created the universe, He must have been thinking of His children and our needs. I wonder if maybe God created the seasons so we could enjoy His creation daily. He cared and loved us enough to think of our needs even in the creation of His world.
And as much as I love to go bare-footed and eat a tomato sandwich that is the best only in the summer, I must say that I am ready for a chill in the air and the smell of Autumn leaves. I pray that I am not so busy that I can't enjoy the change in the seasons that God planned for His children. We should all be so thankful and grateful for a God that loves us so much--much more than we are or ever will be capable of understanding.
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