Spring Break

This year for Spring Break, the Webb Clan decided that we were plum ti-yuuurrrd.  We didn't want to go anywhere.  All of us had been sick the previous 2-3 weeks, so we thought it would be wise to have a "stay-vacation" as my 10 year old put it.  That all seemed like a great idea.  We rented movies and games, and we went out to eat a few times.  Spring Break was going great! 

Now if you think a house of boys is relaxing and calm, you need to understand that boys, especially my boys, are in a constant state of motion.

This is my oldest punk.  He is out in the backyard shooting his bow and arrow.

This is my youngest punk, with the bat.  He is out front playing baseball with the neighborhood gang.

Now at what age these boys stop the constant motion and do this.... I just don't know. 

There seems to be a great need to hold the couch down.  Gravity may let go on this planet earth, and ol' blue eyes will be there to hold the couch down for the family.  Really, he's only thinking of us.

So both boys come in from doing their stuff, and this is what breaks out in my sons bedroom.

That's right, a full blown wrestling match.  Frequently, they clear off the bed, remove items from the walls, and totally go at it in full testosterone fits.

Now keep in mind that my oldest punk is over a foot taller than my youngest, so he quickly gets the upper hand and uses his strength to "smoosh" the youngest into the mattress until he can no longer breathe.

But what he so quickly forgets is that his little brother may be smaller, but he's quick and wiggly and he knows that if he can get big brother to laugh, then he has a chance at winning.

So what does he do, he gets his brother into a giggling fit....and here he goes...off the bed.  Little brother used his wits and small quick moves to defeat his big, strong brother.

And the victory goes to....  the younger brother.  And do you want to know where their father was in the midst of all of this noise and nonsense????

That's right... he's still holdin the couch down.   Isn't this so thoughtful of him?  He's only thinking of us.

I love ol' blue eyes and my punks.

Why Blog?

Ok, my first post was a bit serious, and for those of you who know me, you know that I am really not that serious.  With that said, I thought I would explain why I decided to blog.  Well, there are several reasons, but my primary reason is because I am taking a photography class, and we're supposed to post lots and lots of pic's.  However, another reason, is that I simply have alot to say about alot of inconsequential things...  So, simply put, that is the reason for this blog.

Much Love,  Kel

Significance

 There was a full moon the other night.  I stood outside in awe of the beauty I beheld, then quickly ran inside, grabbed my camera and wondered, "why do I want a picture of this?"  I feel small when I look into the sky.  I wonder, as I did as a little girl, just how far is heaven?  I look around and I see beauty all around me (yes, even in the Texas Panhandle) and I think of how much wonder there will be in heaven.  Is it just me, or have you noticed when your head is only looking forward or down, all you focus on is a bend toward the negative or unpleasant things and you are closed off?  But then you look up, you see things you hadn't seen before.  You have a hope, and an expectation of what's to come and you are open... and you realize how little you really are.  This really got me thinking.  God created all of us with a need to feel significant.  We want to feel like we matter, like we have something to offer.  Initially, I tried to do this by emulating those who I admired, or by being who I thought others wanted me to be.  It never felt authentic, which sent me spinning into tremendous hurt.  Why did I do that?  Because I didn't think what I had to offer had any significance.  So, I searched, prayed, studied, and realized that true love and acceptance waited for me on the other side by the only one who can give it to me.  God created me to be me.  He created me to look up.  Anytime I feel down, I remember Psalm 121:1 "I lift my eyes unto the hills- where does my help come from?  My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth."  He also gave me a mate who continually shows me agape love and desires to see me grow more and more into who I really am.  I realize, who I am, or what I have to offer this world isn't for everyone, but I know I have a purpose, I have talents and gifts, and I have love to offer this world in a way that is unique.  I know God has me in touch with specific people and their lives for a reason, and hopefully I'm doing my part in the way I need to be.  I know I'm flawed,  I know I don't always do what I should or say what I should, but I'm on my journey, and I'm learning so much along the way.  There is only one me, and there is only one you.  So, I challenge you... go outside, look up and feel insignificant for a few moments, and then realize how truly significant you are.  How no one else in this world can play the role that He designed you play.  You are in touch with all the people in your life for a reason. Discover what that purpose is, and begin to fulfill it.   

Photo Specs:
Canon Rebel XSi
ISO 100
AV 5.6
Whitebalance - Automatic
Lens 18mm - 55mm