Oh, John Piper. Why do I love the way you put me in my place so?
Below? Proof that I have no excuse.
But also? A pretty fun trip down Facebook's Memory Lane.
Plus a few more of my favorites that wouldn't fit on the fancy page. (oh, and you can click on the image to see it bigger. which kind of makes me laugh. because i'm fairly certain that you could care less.)
Blake to Kate - "you really need to go to bed so you'll have energy for camping tomorrow."
Kate - "don't worry dad. I'll take my chances."
just rushed home to whip up some spaghetti casserole. unfortunately, also just discovered that you don't really "whip up" anything related to paula deen.
kate - "i had no idea having a sister would be so much WORK!"
me either, kate!
is glad they pay her to work out, but a little annoyed that she still has to show up even when she's so over it.
this new iMac is worth every stinkin' penny. ramen noodles may become the new standard at the Shotwell house - but we've got one sweet computer.
kate picks up my cell phone today, opens it up and very matter-of-factly asks . . . "mom, what's god's phone number?" oh - don't i wish i knew the answer to that one!
kate - "anneliese hit me and I'm NEVER playing with her EVER AGAIN!!"
wait for it . . . 3 . . 2 . . 1 . . - "OK Anneliese - it's your turn to be the puppy dog"
ahhh, the smell of beer at church on sunday morning. i do love 1.21 church (despite the smell of beer)
just went throught the drive-thru 4 times and sat in line at Festival of Lights for an hour before bailing and saw not one light. Merry Christmas y'all!
is so sick of those stinkin' Christmas shoes. and it's just the first of december. just buy the kid some shoes already!
