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Welcome to my family blog. I have been married to Mike for over half of my life. I love my Savior, Jesus. I am a stay-at-home, homeschooling mom to six terrific, interesting children. My 3 oldest were born to me in my younger years, while my 3 youngest were given to me by God in my older years. I am very blessed. ~Cheri



It has been a very long time since I have gotten on my blog.  Life just happens, so the blog gets put on the back-burner.  I seem to spend more time doing a quick photo here and there on Instagram.  I'm Cheri in Virginia just in case anyone is still reading this blog.  IG needs less attention than a blog; suits my schedule better.

So, my life is kind of boring.  And, as crazy, hectic, sad, happy, and wonderful as the lasts seven years of my life have been....I'll take boring any day!  Sometimes it is good to have nothing of major significance going on in life.  It makes me take a look around and appreciate all that I have been blessed with.  (Warning!  Iphone photos ahead!  I rarely get the big camera out anymore.)

My, son, Jack is graduating this spring.  He has taken on a part-time job, and it makes me very proud of him.  My grandson, Abe, seems to admire his uncle in this photo.  But now, Abe seems a bit timid around him.

One of my favorite photos of Abe.  I know it's just his legs...but what great legs he has!

My girls are getting too big for their britches.  They are smart, clever, beautiful, fun, wonderful, and everything a mom could hope for. 

Because of the girls, there is always music in our home.  Ivy and Joy continue learning piano, while Eva plays violin.  It is fun hearing them make beautiful music together.  Abraham probably enjoys their music even more than I do.

Christmas 2016

Seth, Tia, and Abe.  I love them.  I'm so glad they live close by.  We cannot seem to get enough of that cutie Abraham.  It's amazing how much he looks like both his mom and dad.

He celebrated his first birthday.  The year went by way too quickly for all of us.

Those curls.  Adorable.  I know I am biased.  But, I can't help it; I won't lie!

Mike's dad came down last week for a great visit to celebrate Abraham.  It was such a wonderful time for him to be with his only great-grandchild.  


Eva's Anniversary

Since Eva's birthday and Family anniversary are the same day, I ponder her life a lot during this time.

Ten years home.  Every single birthday with her family.  Wow!  She knows nothing but us.  No recollection of life without us.  Just our stories and pictures of China.  

I'm sure the day will come when she will have a lot of questions.  Right now, she's content to just be loved and safe.  She is an amazing 11 year old.

And because I think he is so cute, here is a photo of Eva's nephew, Abraham.  He has a ton of fun with all of his aunts, uncle (sometimes), and grandparents.


Flying Time

Wasn't it just recently that I held my own baby boy?  No, wait, that was 22 years ago!  Way back in the 90's when bright colors were the thing.  I'm glad I held onto some of Seth's clothes.  Now his son is rocking the 90's look.
Seth, 1994               Abraham, 2016

Baby Abe sure is growing.  Way too quickly for my liking.  He is starting to show his sweet personality.  He is interested in every single thing.  And, he lets us know when he is mad.

These photos were from last month.  

And these photos are from this week.  Such a difference.

I love kissing his "triple chin" and "bouncy  cheeks".  I heard grand-parenting was Ahh-mazing, but never expected such love.  My husband is pretty much mush; putty.  I can only imagine what he'll be like when Jordan has her first.
Life sure is Beautiful.  
Thank you, Dear Lord, for all of the wonderful Treasures You've blessed us with.


All About Joy

She has come a long way.

She had such a temper when she first came home.  She also had lots of happiness.

She loved to be loved.  Still does.  

She's has grown into a sweetheart.  Now she is double digits.  Never to be single digit again.  It makes me somewhat sad that this time has quickly passed by.  Oh, to just rewind for a little while longer.  My youngest is 10.  Yep, 10.

We delayed celebrating because we had just returned home from Hawaii.  And she was perfectly fine with celebrating her big birthday a few days late.  

At age 10, she is still my tiny girl.  She is 47 pounds (but was 45 pounds before she had steak and potatoes at dinner) and 49 inches tall. 

This year, she worked hard at learning how to ride a bike.

I have to admit I was thinking her "day" would never come.  She was so timid...afraid of falling.

Her tiny had isn't large enough to grip the handle.  So, she really is riding her bike mostly with her rock hard abs and right hand and arm.  

She had surgery on her hand about six months after coming home to us.  The doctors hoped to widen her grasp.  

Just 24 hours after surgery, she removed that cast, exposing her stitches and skin graft.  This mama panicked a bit.  

Joy continued removing cast after cast until...

...the doctors gave up and told me just to keep her bandaged instead.  She went through 5 beautiful casts in 2 weeks.  Her doctor called her Houdini.

Of course, Joy has no recollection of any of this.  She is just a sweet, intelligent, happy 10-year old girl.  Loving the sweet life that God has so blessed her with.


My DaughterJordan

It is amazing how quickly the last four years have flown by.  This was the scene at our home way back then.

It was so sad to say goodbye.  We've only seen her a handful of times since then.  She has served in the Navy, moved to Hawaii, and gotten married in four short years.  Now, her time in the Navy is over.  We're very proud of our girl!  Her birthday was a few weeks ago, and Mike blessed me and the girls with a trip to see her.

Ivy, Eva, and Joy haven't flown since they came home from China.  So, they were very excited about their long travels to the middle of the Pacific Ocean.

But, after the layover in Denver, they had enough of flying.  After all, there are only so many Star Wars movies to watch on the airplane.  We They were exhausted after 12 hours of flying.  Eva begged to go to sleep at 6:00 pm Hawaii time, but I refused her until 8:00.  The reason...they were all up at 6:00 am the next morning.  At least we had a beautiful place to hang out at.

Yes, the water is really this turquoise.

And, in the evenings, we hung out, laughed, and watched movies together.

Jordan took us to a different beach almost every day we were there.  After too many days of big waves, we needed a break.  Some of them were scary for my two youngest.

Eva didn't make it in the water at the above beach.

And Jordan wouldn't let the girls go out very far at this beach.  She was exhausted after getting out of the water.

One night, we went to a Luau.  It was a great time, too.

After watching the various island dances, Jordan asked Joy if she could hula.  She replied, "That's a whole lot of butt shaking."  She says it like it is.

I'm not a fan of pig, pork, or any meat cooked in the ground.  I also have a hard time looking the animal in the eye before I eat it.  I don't know why.  My girls enjoyed it, though.

Speaking of food...I had my fill of Asian.  We went to a hot pot and another Chinese restaurant.  Very tasty.  I love all the flavor.

And, of course, the shaved ice.  Did you know that you put sweetened condensed milk on top?  Who knew?  It was so good!

We also had the expensive, unmentionables.  So I won't mention them, how much they cost, or how many I ate.

Snorkeling.  A first for the girls unless you count the swimming pool.  But, there are no colorful fish at the pool.

Hanauma Bay

And, I never want to go to Honolulu without going to Pearl Harbor.  I think I would get teary eyed every single time.

I sure miss Jordan so much already.  She will be in Hawaii with her husband until next year.  And, hopefully they'll be much closer. 

 Selfie.  Couldn't resist because she is so beautiful.

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