Cutting across the Gulf of Mexico and anticipating a stamp on my passport, I was excited to feel alive again... The boat was Carnival's MS Holiday, and come to find out, one of the smaller boats out their. But for us, we didn't know any different, just what others on the boat with several cruises under their belts, have told us. But with land still far off, we obviously got creative with our time.
This is our dinner table with the Bakes. It was formal night, or captian's night...something, but the one night we needed to dress up nicely. A bit fuzzy, oh well.
I wish this picture turned out...but the moon was so bright and beautiful. It shown on the water so brilliantly and majestically on the dark, mysterious water. Seriously, out their on the big open water in the dark, it's almost scary. But to have the moon peirce through the darkness was so enchanting.
These pictures truly don't tell the whole story. We are obviuosly on the top of the boat miniture golfing, but the part that isn't so obvious is...it was like a wind tunnel! It felt like 50 mile/hr winds, but probably only 30-35. Let's just say my hair was curly before this activity...
Going down toward Mexico was rough water. The wind made the boat sway back and forth a lot. If I didn't have my mind on other things, I would start to feel pretty yucky. (Most people told us these littler boats can really feel the waves).
At the back of the boat...wondering if waterskiing is an option on that wake!
Ammon is pure joy. He really does have the pure light of Christ, and I hope I can continue to teach him so he can sustain that light in his life. What a gift to raise a perfect child of God. Now here we are a year later and he is a lovable, healthy boy! He completes our family. I love you big, boy!
We had some guys from Trent's work come finish the garden and fill in the holes left from the dump truck...during the process, the kids loved assessing the work.
Yep, the snow is almost gone. But the warmth is sooo nice! Not because I'm from Arizona...but so the kids can get out of the house and do something else. We decided to break out the wagon and let the fun begin. Ammon decided he likes getting free rides. Oh if only you knew the drama of how much my girls love their baby brother. As soon as the bus stops, Tarin is the first off and running to see Ammon. Rian is close behind and they fight over who gets to hold him. Here, I found a compromise where Rian gets to pull the wagon and Tarin rides in it with Ammon...believe it or not, they fought over who got to pull him.
