Riding Out the Storm

So the Wag fam set out for a fun day of PennStation, mini-golf, and batting cages in the boro today... and had a grand ol' time. :)

Apparantly we were missing out on some crazy storms back home... On our way back, 'bout 5 minutes or so before we exit 840, lets just say Mama's stomach started getting a little nervous. The clouds we were driving under looked as though they'd swallow us up any minute! Mama was ready to clean Daddy's clock, seeing as how Daddy's a wanna-be storm chaser from Oklahoma, so he slows down to about 50 to watch the action. Augh! GET YOUR GIRLS HOME AND OUTTA THIS WEATHER!

Obviously we made it back safe and sound, and pulled into the church parking lot just in time to see this... one of the brightest rainbows I've ever seen with the beginning AND ending of it on either side of the TSC campus. GORGEOUS. With a big scary wanna-be tornado hiding in the rain right in the middle of it... just amazing. Thank you camera-phone.

Yes, this is two pictures "glued"together to make one... Thank you photoshop. :)

Hope y'all had as much fun riding out the storm as we did! :)


Dear Aunt Weesha...

...and Uncle Wob, Hannah, and Hudson too.

Thought you might like to see this. I came up with it all by myself- totally surprised my Mama one day a couple months ago!

Here's something else that I've been meaning to send a BIG THANK YOU for! A little belated Christmas gift... thanks to Nana I still got to celebrate in February! :)

I am saying such new and funny things everyday. While Daddy was gone visiting you, Mama told me everyday where he was, and who he was with. Now that he's home, when it's time for him to leave for work, I always ask her if he's in * and tell her that he's w/ Weesha. :) (Though I bet he's glad he doesn't have to make that trip everyday!)

This morning, while Mama was getting me ready for her Bible Study, I was singing sweetly like I do quite often. I guess Mama wasn't paying good attention, but as I bust into the chorus of "How Gaaaaate" she realized what I'd been singing... Of course she ran to grab the video camera, so I sang parts of it for her again. See if you can figure it out! :)

Did you hear it? "Age to age... stands. Time... hands. Beginning... end. Godhead... three... one... Son... lion-lamb." :) Mama and Daddy are very proud of what I'm learning... but I think they're being extra careful with what goes into these ears of mine these days. :)

Hannah and Hudson- I love you both lots, and will be so excited when we can play together sometime. Let's skype soon! And I promise to try not to turn off the Mario Kart again next time...

Love, Reese


A Conversation Between Friends

Sitting at Pancho's Sunday night, Reese and Collin are having the best conversation that a 10 year old can possibly have with an 18 month old, and Reese decides to relieve herself a bit...


Of course Collin thinks it's hillarious...

Collin: Reese, Reese, say "excuse me"
Reese: (no response, except for maybe another ppffffttttt)
Collin: laughing loudly... Reese, what do you say???
Reese: (thinks about it for a second...) You're welcome!


A Call to Worship

As spiritually uplifting as that may sound... this call sounded more like blood curdling screams coming from my 18 month olds room last night around 10:00. (Which was technically 11:00 w/ the time change.)

Reagan was in the back guest room with his guitar. I had spent my evening shooting all the Bubba's at the WBF and was sitting in front of my computer going through shots, then all of a sudden...


So of course I JUMP from my chair and run into her room to find her 1. flushed cheeks, burning up/sweating because someone had put her to bed in her red fleece polka dotted CHRISTMAS pajamas...? and 2. crying uncontrollably, asking for a drink.

Fever? Doesn't feel that way... OK, maybe she has sweat out every bit of moisture in that little body of hers. Let's change the pj's, get some water, and politely ask Daddy to change rooms since the guitar music seemed to be easily seeping straight through her bedroom wall. Thank you Daddy... he's gone to the bathroom floor now with his music.

If you know my girl though... we got the pj's changed. we got the drink. we got nemo and the ninny and the nuk. She still hears it though...

music? music? daddy? music?

So off we go, to a sweet time of singing her favorite song "How Great is Our God". As you will see, my little aspiring worship leader still has some lessons to learn about wilfully baring her midriff as she sings, but it now seems that the "pio" (pee-o) is not the only instrument that grabs her attention. :) Her voice rang as clear as could be, singing "Naaaame" (above all names) at the top of her lungs in such a way that I'm sure put a smile wide on Jesus' face.

Of course the pictures can do a better job of telling the story than I can...

singing "Naaaaame" at the top of her lungs. :)


Intervention Please!!!

Could someone please get this man a vacation... I found him like this tonight, just before 8:00, in the Equipping Center, curled up in the fetal position with my daughter's ninny and nuk...

Someone please get him some help before he does something... crazy?!?

P.S. In case you weren't aware, our very own Pastor Duane hit the big 4-0 yesterday, and tonight was a big birthday celebration in his honor. :) You can check out the pictures here!

February 7, 2004... A Day Which Will Live in Infamy... Well For Me Anyway :)

So the story begins on the warm Wednesday evening of June 25, 2003. She'd arrived straight from Ohio at the student service at TSC and spotted the cute intern almost immediately... yes, she'd heard about him, though he had no idea who she was... and although her interest was peaked, well... after church, she went to Sonic with someone else. :)

That someone else invited her to SNAC that weekend... so the girl went, arriving straight from a camping trip in shorts, a t-shirt, and a do-rag, and bless someone else's heart, opened the door to the beginning of the rest of their lives together... "their" being the girl and the cute intern that is. See, cute intern had been instructed by his boss to start hanging out with a few girls his own age in an effort to defer the 8th grade crushes on him, so when he spotted a new girl in a cute do-rag walking through the door, he asked her out the first time he met her. The girl was heading back to Ohio the next day, so the persistent intern decided breakfast at Cracker Barrel was in order. Needless to say, she accepted.
For a whopping 7 months, between Texas, Tennessee, and Ohio, it was pretty touch-and-go for the girl and the cute intern, who had by then graduated school and become childrens-and-youth-associate... but on February 7, 2004, with his guitar and only one good knee, somehow the... (well we don't wanna call him the c.y.a. do we?) the cute boy managed to kneel down and ask the girl to be his wife.

Remember folks, we said one good knee... that's because cute boy had just blown out his ACL, MCL, and meniscus playing intermural basketball that past November at school. One good knee wasn't going to stop him though... Cute boy had written his girl a song, and right in the middle of the last chorus... whoops... he dropped his pic inside the guitar. Good thing girl was sitting right next to the guitar case. When she leaned over to get another pic out of it... well a pic is not what she found, folks. :) Giving cute boy just enough time to gingerly slip down to his good knee... :) Here's what the girl came back with.

And yes... her jaw dropped when he placed the rock on her hand.

And yes... I've been wearing it proudly for five years today.

And yes... we keep the goatee around because, admit it folks... cute boy would still look 15 without it. :)

Love you, baby... :) Still glad I said yes, even a whole five years later.


Fave Fotos Friday

"Hey Mama- I've got a suprise for you..."

"I cleaned out the cabinet ALL BY MYSELF!!!"

"Now why don't you return the favor and clean off my face?!?" :)


The Verdict Is In...

Well, as fast as she is growing... here's hoping the flap on her left ureter does the same.

Turns out Reese does indeed have stage 3 reflux that affects her left kidney. (The right one is working just fine.) My niece actually had the same thing only it affected both of her kidneys, and she outgrew it in less than a year. No problems to worry about so far, and she'll be on antibiotics until she either outgrows it or has it fixed surgically. Pumping antibiotics down her throat daily for the next year or so goes against everything I stand for when it comes to how we eat and live... so here's to going against my grain. Thanks for everyone who's checked on her and prayed for her today. The test went "smoothly" with no fighting, though lots of screaming and over ten minutes of trying to calm her down after the test were involved. I wasn't the one laying on the table and I know my nerves were shot when it was all said and done.

So now I'm looking for ways to "count it all joy..." and I decided to thank God for the technology and medicine to find these things so my baby doesn't suffer kidney failure at some point in her life! Good thing to be thankful for, huh?!?

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I can honestly say I can no longer keep up with the rate at which this girl is growing and learning. Every. single. day. she hits me with something new. A new word, a new dance, a new nap schedule... :) Tomorrow marks 17 months since this child made her way into our world and I can't remember what life was like before her. Today while I was in the bathroom getting ready, she was in my room watching tv. She toddled into the bathroom and we had the following conversation...
Reese: "Mama- I tigger. I tigger poop."
Mama: "No Reese cup, not poop. Say 'Pooh'"
Reese: "poop"
Oh well... I tried, right? :)
Now I know that not everyone shares my love of musicals and what not, and while several people have told me they feel Pierce Brosnon ruined his career when he did Mamma Mia, I strongly disagree. I fear I've gone a little overboard with it however, since receiving the DVD for Christmas...
This is not the only song she asks for. Random requests for 'Honey' and 'Money' have been coming up as well. Needless to say Mamma Mia has been put away in exchange for PraiseBaby and other CD's to ensure my little sponge is soaking up things other than, well anyway...
So here in a few short minutes we'll be taking the Reese Cup to Vandy for something called a VCUG... (google it if you'd like) We're trying to find out if her urine is refluxing back into her kidneys, and I'm worried the process may be a little frightening for her to say the least. The majority of the time children outgrow it if this is indeed the case, but your prayers would be appreciated for her over the next couple of hours! I'll try to update this when I get home if we find anything out immediately...


Fun With Ooblick

Does anyone else remember playing with this stuff as a kid? I'd forgotten all about it, but leave it to my supermom sister to introduce it into my own girls playtime.

How much fun are they having?!? And how cool is my sister to not care that it's being strewed floor to ceiling in her dining room? Way to go Danielle... you're a better mom than I would've been about it! lol

Wordless Wednesday


Planning Ahead

When it's our turn to celebrate an anniversary of any sort... I hope that someone will take the liberty of plastering this lots of places. A little behind the scenes of what really goes on during an M-trip w/ Reagan.
Now you all are gonna be fighting over who gets to sign up first for the October trip, aren't you?
hehehe... Love ya baby.


A Sad Day

Seems like we've been on the go non-stop since the weekend before Christmas... probably because we have. :) But hopefully things are fixin' to slow down for a while. I'm back at my parents to retrieve my daughter who spent last weekend with them while Reagan and I went to the STS Conference with our students... (which is a whole post in itself... somehow being left at Mia and Papaw's while Mama is away always brings out more teeth... seriously- it's happened 3 times in a row now! And teeth always mean fever and vomiting and a puny Reese cup. My poor mom- Reese is gonna grow up thinking "My Mia always took such good care of me when I was sick... but where was my Mama?" lol) Hopefully after we get home tomorrow we won't have to leave again for a while.

This will go down in the book as a very sad day during time spent at home however... please let me introduce you to the family dog, Brutus.

(Here he is modeling Dad's glasses for us... he he)

Named for "Brutus the Buckeye", this dog was a brilliant, sweet, cuddly, loveable black labrador.
Sadly I use the word was, because this sweet pup was hit on the road today and taken from us suddenly. I'm not a dog fan, y'all, but I cried when the sweet gentleman who hit him knocked on the door to tell us what had happened... just minutes before he was let out he was resting his head on my lap wooing me to pet him with his big dark eyes. I hurt more for my dad and sister... I'd say they loved him the most.

So here's a little tribute to Brutus, taken last week... a little trick he did where we put a treat on his nose and he'd sit there for as long as it took until we told him to fetch it up... watch your fingers at that point though! :)

We miss you already boy.


It's Always Something...

Blogs are lacking... I've been home for three days and have been dilligently getting back into the swing of piano on top of trying to rearrange my entire house to hold all of the stuff we got from three Christmases. (I'll still probably be at it through the weekend...)

A little hiccup in our week that I'd like to inform you all about and ask you to pray for. Last week in Oklahoma Reese began showing signs of what I thought could be a UTI. Turns out I was right... and my doctor said it's actually a pretty bad one which is uncommon in children her age. (I did get her to sit on the potty though and saved her a cath- yea for Reese!) :) After her antibiotics clear it up, we'll be going through a couple of tests to be sure everything is working right in there. (The "reflux" issue that they're checking for is actually something my niece had and outgrew after a year or two...) She's not feverish or lethargic... still running around and playing and acting completely normal! Praise God for that! Please just pray for her little body as we await the testing and then the results... I know God isn't suprised by this and we can trust him!