Sunday, May 31, 2009

Sprinklers

It's not "officially" summer yet, but this is Texas where it's summer all most year-round. Here the kids are trying to cool off by playing in the sprinklers. Notice how I'm trying to use my newly learned "MckMama" photography skills by making the background blurry.






Monday, May 25, 2009

Memorial Day 2009

Last night I was thinking about Memorial Day and all that it means. I was also thinking about everyone I know who is currently serving or has served the armed forces. There are many who come to mind, but only one that I know personally who was Killed In Action: Abraham Simpson. So in honor of him, I've posted his autobiography and picture. I still can't believe he's been gone for 5 years. My thoughts and prayers are with his family and those of everyone who has a loved one in the armed forces. Thank you for serving our country. You are our heroes!

The Biography of Abe Simpson

Abe was born March 16, 1985 in Fullerton, California. The year he turned 3 his 2nd brother was born, he had moved to Chino Hills with his family, and one night after a Bible story and bedtime prayers he asked Jesus to come and live in his heart. He began attending Calvary Chapel Chino Hills with his family when he was in Kindergarten.

When Abe was in the 2nd grade he went on his 1st backpacking trip with his dad in the San Jacinto Mountains. All he carried in his backpack was a canteen and a teddy bear. Also that year he became one of the founding members of Cub Scout Pack 227 that started meeting at Briggs Fundamental School. His den leader, Dave Carlock, was a Brea Policeman and set such a good example for Abe that he decided one day he would become a policeman, too. That same year he determined that he would first serve his country in the United States Marines.

In the 8th grade Abe's science project on where to place the weights on a pinewood derby car won 1st place at his school and 2nd place in the district. He left the county science fair with a 1st place ribbon.

Abe attended two Christian High Schools where he made lots of friends, Carbon Canyon in Brea and later Southlands in Walnut from which he graduated. Abe was a smart kid, but always fought the image of being intelligent. He just wanted to blend into the group as one of the regular guys.

Also during his high school years Abe served as Senior Patrol Leader of his Boy Scout Troop, and attended Buckskin, a scouting leadership camp, the 1st year as a candidate, and as a staff member thereafter.

In the spring of Abe's junior year he attended a midweek urban evangelism school with his class that changed his life. He later wrote an essay about the experience and told how somehow God touched his heart during that trip and he had been changed forever. When he returned he signed up for every mission trip he could, and enrolled in an evangelism class called "The Call."

Abe joined the Marines in the beginning of his senior year, according to his lifelong plan. He arranged his boot camp entry date so that he could, complete a DVD of his last mission trip to San Jose del Cabo, graduate high school, complete his last session of "The Call," staff Buckskin, hike the sierras with his dad and troop, and have his Eagle Court of Honor before he left.

Abe entered boot camp Monday, August 11th, 2003, graduated boot camp Friday, November 7th, joined 3rd battalion 1st Marines Tuesday, February 10th, 2004, left for Iraq Friday, June 19th, and was killed by a direct hit of a rocket on Tuesday, November 9th during the battle for Fallujah.

In the Marines Abe left a lasting image with those he came to know. He considered the Marines to be a huge mission field, as well as an opportunity to give something back to his country. He was a friend and example to all. Most importantly, he looked forward to one day meeting his Savior face to face, and today that hope has been realized.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Something to smile about

Brian and I have been saving for months and Friday was the final paycheck before we could go shopping for a new(ish) car. Despite the events of last week, it was nice to get my mind of things. We got lost & ended up finding an out of the way car lot that had exactly what we needed. Everyone there was super sweet and treated us like family. We got an amazing deal on a car I never thought we could afford. It was truly engineered by God. Anyways, here is a picture of our new minivan. Yes, that's right. A minivan. We've become that family...


For those of you who are curious,
it's a 2005 Chrysler Town & Country.

Monday, May 18, 2009

Flashback Friday - 5th Anniversary

Saturday was our 5 year wedding anniversary. We celebrated by going to the Texas Roadhouse for some steak & ribs. It was really nice to be able to smile after the trying week we had.
Here are some flashback pics from our wedding and the hand ceremony that Mike performed that day.


The Hand Ceremony
Kristina, face Brian and hold his hands palm up so that you may see the gift they are to you. These are the hands of your best friend, young and strong, vibrant with love. These are the hands that will work alongside yours as together, you build your future. These are the hands that you will place against your belly one day until he too feels the child stir within you. These are the hands that are strong and hard yet will so gently hold your babies. These are the hands that will work long hours for you and your children. These are the hands that will wipe away your tears of sorrow and tears of joy. These are the hands that will tenderly lift your chin and brush your cheek as they raise your face to look into his eyes. These are the hands that look so young now, but you will have the joy of watching them grow old and weathered as they are used up in love for you. Kristina, place a kiss in the hand of your love and never forget how precious they are.

Brian, please take the hands of Kristina palms up that you may see the gift they are to you. These are the hands of your best friend, young and strong, vibrant with love. These are the hands that will work alongside yours as together, you build your future. These are the hands that will hold each of your children in tender love, soothing them through illness and hurt. These are the hands that are soft, gentle yet will smell of detergent and bleach at the end of some days. These are the hands that will work long hours making your home for you and your children. These are the hands that will massage tension from your neck and back in the evening as the pressures of life and the responsibility of family bear upon you. These are the hands that will comfort you when you are sick and console you when you are grieving. These are the hands that look so young now. Brian, you shall have the joy of watching them grow old and graceful as they are used up in love for you. Brian, place a kiss on the hand of your love and never forget how precious they are.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Please pray...

Our little one was not meant to be and was born into heaven yesterday. Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

To my dearest Moms on Mother's Day

Dear Mommy,
Thank you for being the best mommy I could ever have. You taught me that even with a house full of screaming kids, there's no place I'd rather be and to appreciate the sanctity of life. I will forever carry the memories of all the little things you did for us growing up, like our heart-shaped place mats & chocolates at the breakfast bar on Valentine's Day or just wanting to cuddle up with us on the couch. Now that I'm a mother I see myself through your eyes and have a more complete understanding of your love for me. I'm sorry for all the times I made you cry when I was a dumb teenager and I'm sure you can't wait for me to call you when Rachel does the same thing to me. Motherhood has brought us closer than I could have ever imagined and I thank God for choosing me to be your daughter. I love you mommy! Happy Mother's Day!


Dear Heather,
I am also very blessed to have you as my sister and fellow mom. I love that we call each other as much as we do and share advice and mommy dilemmas. You have shown me that even though your journey into motherhood began early and was very difficult, you had the spirit of perseverance. I can't wait until you can come to San Antonio so our children can grow up together. For a few years at least... I love you sis! Happy Mother's Day!


Dear Grandma,
I don't even know where to begin because you have taught me so much. Not just how to sew or bake, but the value of working hard and earning something which is a quality sometimes lost on the current generation. I cherish the wisdom and experience you impart to me whenever I call asking some silly question. I miss living close to you and will continue to beg you to move to San Antonio every time we speak! I have so many loving memories of us and I'm so thankful that you are my grandma. I love you so much! Happy Mother's Day!


Grandma Nori,
Even though you are no longer on this earth, you are forever in my heart. You taught me the power of goofiness. I know you lived a difficult and sometimes painful life, but you were immensely loved by your sons and granddaughters. No matter how bad things get, you remind me to just smile, put a gift wrap bow on my head & stick out my tongue. You've got to be able to smile in the face of adversity. I miss talking to you and hugging you. I see you every day when I see my kids and the traits they possess. I miss you so much! Happy Mother's Day!


And to all the other mothers that I didn't mention: my mother-in-law, my sister-in-law and all my friends who are moms, I hope you have a wonderful day filled with joy and laughter.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!