Yep, we made that for the blog :) Seaweed, sea shells and our sandals.
Hot tubbing. I love it.
We stayed with Adam's family there in Houston and went to church with them on Sunday. So hospitable! Thank you! At dinner, we went around the table and each person told one of their fondest memories of their mother in honor of Mother's Day. I wanted the share here what I shared with them. I don't know if this is my fondest memory but it's the first thing that came to my mind:
When I was 9 years old, we moved from California to Germany. My dad had to be in Germany before the rest of us and so my mom had to make the long flight by herself with her 6 children and she was pregnant with the 7th (my baby brother, Bryant!!). We all boarded the plane and I sat next to my mom. We were sitting in front of two guys, they were probably in their mid twenties. PUNKS. They were punks. As my siblings and I situated ourselves in our seats and these guys realized that they were going to be sitting near so many kids for the entire flight, they started to complain. Loudly. I don't remember exactly what they said but I remember that it wasn't nice. They just kept complaining. It was so rude because we could hear them and we weren't even being bad kids! Not that I remember, anyway :) Finally, my mom turned around in her seat and sternly told these two guys that she didn't appreciate what they were saying and that she loved every single one of her children and that they were a huge blessing to her. Obviously I don't remember the exact words. But they apologized and there wasn't another word out of them for the rest of the flight. I just always remember that little incident and admire my mom for boldly sticking up for her children, even when it's uncomfortable. I hope that I would be the same if ever confronted with a similar situation. Thank you for your example and for your love, mom! I love you!