Monday, August 7, 2017

Snow, Shows, Falling Down the Stairs, and Barf

Well, hellllllooooooo.  This blog has been started for quite some time, and I'm finally finishing it.  January and February seem like a lifetime ago, but here we go.  

We spent a lot of time home in January.  That seems to be normal for us, recovering from the holidays.  We got to have some fun!

We had a snow day!



We didn't last long.  Because as warm as we were, our gloves weren't waterproof.

I found a crib spring bed frame thing (???).  My original plan was to spray paint it and use it on our merch table.  You know, hang CDs on it.  We did it a couple times, but it's just too cumbersome.  It now hangs in our room with pictures.


We took Oliver to one of those trampoline parks and I'm constantly amazed at how many parents are on their phones and not paying any attention.  Makes my blood boil.  And yes, I told a teenager to get out the toddler inflatable area.  Safety first! 😜

A little lunch before heading to Kentucky.

Meet The Super King.  Sometimes we push beds together to make more space for Oliver's bed.  (And more room for Amelia in our bed because it's probably going to happen.) It's fantastic and I highly recommend it.


We took a Thomas tent to put over the cot.  Never again.  Too distracting for the boy.

We led worship at Regeneration Church in Georgetown, KY.  And this was sound check.  Ha!


We had a concert that night as well, and I actually had to get up off stage, during the show, and chase Oliver and tell him to sit down.  Good times.  (He was fine, and wasn't bothering anyone but me, but still.)

More time at home before hitting the road in February!



We were told we could open for MercyMe at their Amarillo show, so packing up and leaving was a bit more exciting!  But here's the deal.  We felt under attack.  I don't throw words like that around for fun or to exaggerate.  We felt like Satan was targeting us because of the opportunity in Amarillo.

That morning we left:  Trent woke up with a cold and scratchy voice,  I was holding Amelia as we were heading to the car, and I slipped and fell down our deck stairs,  then after I got cleaned up, I slipped in the yard.  Amelia and Oliver were crying, I was crying, we felt targeted.  But, we got prayed up, and said, "Not today, Satan. Not today."

Our first stop on our run of shows was the Memphis area.  Hernando, MS to be exact.  We did a little living room show at our friends' house.  Oliver wanted my hair to be like Elsa's and this was as close as I could get.  




After Memphis was Van Buren, AR for a show with 43 Assembly of God.  We hadn't been there since Oliver was just shy of one, so it was good to see familiar faces and for old friends to meet Amelia.



We left Arkansas and stopped in Oklahoma to see Honey Lue and Grandad Larry.  Just for one night, but it was a sweet time.  The next morning, we made our way to Amarillo and we were so excited to get to open for MercyMe!  Trent felt ok about his voice...was trying not to talk and drinking throat coat and eating throat lozenges.  

I wish I could tell you we did amazingly well at the MM show.  I wish I could tell you Trent's voice was 100%.  That's not the case.  We got to the church and all set up.  Trent went to sing at sound check and it was just a bunch of squeaks.  It was heartbreaking to watch and not pretty to hear.  In all his years of doing this (15+) he's lost his voice TWICE.  And this was one of those times.

  We left the church and went to his mom's house to do a steam treatment as a last ditch effort and it was there where we learned Oliver was throwing up back at PawPaw and GiGi's house.  Can you say under attack?!?  We made the tough decision to cancel the show.  Trent talked to the guys and apologized.  They, of course, were understanding and said to come to any other show we wanted!  

We got home and snuggled our sick boy.  It felt right.  

Oliver felt better the next day and we went on a walk around the canyon.

This one makes my heart happy.


Due to Trent's vocal issues, we had to cancel Sunday AM worship at GenNext in Amarillo.  We kept the evening concert, but the voice was still not 100%.  It became more of a sing along worship night. And it was still sweet.  


Off to Louisiana!

Pre-Valentine's date night was much needed.  Our hosts watched the monitors and paid for our dinner.  Such a timely treat after a rough couple days!


My Valentines!!!


We did a Valentine's Dinner show at Life Tabernacle in Shreveport.  It was fun to do some love songs!

Trent's voice stayed pretty strong, although he had to be careful and not hit some big notes.  


The good news, though... we were invited to join the rest of the MercyMe/Micah Tyler Texas Takeover Tour!!!

What a blessing and I'll blog about that soon.  It made us think...was that why Satan was attacking us?  Had we not had to cancel Amarillo, would we have gotten the huge opportunity to join the rest of the tour?  The Lord took the bad and made it good.  As only He can do.  

Suck it, Satan.  πŸ‘ŠπŸ»

(I went for the fist instead of the middle finger because this is a clean space. πŸ˜‚)

Friday, July 28, 2017

Our mommy and Oliver date...

I seriously cannot remember the last time it was just Oliver and me going somewhere.  For fun.  I took him to the dentist a couple months ago, but that's about it.  And that's not fun, let's be honest.  Before then, I'm pretty sure the last time was before Amelia was born.  Our lifestyle (and life in general right now) doesn't lend itself to a lot of one on one time with either kid.  

There are times I really miss my boy.  I used to have all the time in the world to play with just him.  Don't get me wrong, I ADORE my Amelia.  But whoa is she needy.  I feel like all day every day I'm dealing with her and getting onto Oliver for something.  I try to sit and play with him and The Girl crawls on me, breaks our train tracks and lego cities, or wants to nurse.  All.  Day.  Long.

I was not warned of this.

My point:  it was time for a mother/son re-boot.  He needed a haircut and I had a coupon.  So, we threw in yogurt and a trip to Target and called it a date.  I might've been more excited than him.  I took pictures, but didn't get on my phone so I could be present with my sweet boy.  I can't wait for the next one.  I love him so.   



Before.

After.




"Everyone loves Target!  These red balls are so cute!"

He even got some new cars.  It was a good day.
  

  

Monday, June 19, 2017

{{ When Oliver Turned 3 }}

My sweet baby boy turned three (waaaaaaay back in December) and today, he's 3 1/2!  We were, of course, on the road, so there was no party, but we tried to make it special.

We started the day with a celebration in the hotel breakfast area.

I went and decorated it before we all went to eat and the balloons reminded me of weird boobs.  Oh well.

A couple presents!


The table next to us was eating during our "party."  Once they were finished, they got up and handed Oliver $10.  It was so sweet!!!  The lady said, "We didn't know it was your birthday!"  Which is adorable.  That meant, Oliver got to buy 2 new trucks at truck stops that day.  We rarely let him get toys on the road, so that was a big treat. 

I made sure to leave out a couple more gifts before we left town and he was super excited to walk in and see them when we got home. 


We finished the Day of O with a cupcake from a gas station and the Happy Birthday song.  


It was a sweet day.  I love this boy so much and am beyond proud of him.  He handles everything we throw at him with the best attitude.  Usually. 😏