Stepping Stones

 

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Last month I spent a few days focused in on searching for family history, walking through century old graveyards looking for a  familiar name, and for some kind of clue to some of the ancestors I have who we simply cannot find. I am fortunate to have very tangible roots so close to home. I think many people do, but just don’t take advantage or don’t realize just how close they are. It’s a powerful thing, to look for your family, and to see where they were, and where their final resting places are.DSC_5871

This a photo from October of the home of my family in the 1800’s, where one of my great-great, etc. etc, grandfather’s came home to after the civil war, and where he raised his children. It still stands, and you can still see where his fields and pastures were. That’s amazing to me. To envision what it looked like then, and to see it now.DSC_5947

Here is his grave, not even ten miles away. I’m actually surprised it is that far.

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This is the original church at the cemetery, the foundation has been redone, but much of it is original. Amazing. Even more amazing is that a hundred years later, we have come back to the area, and only live a half hour or so away. Why I hadn’t been here before now, I don’t know.

Thanksgiving

Our week around here has been crazy. The level of messiness in our house is proof. Last Monday, I came down with something so bad I thought it was horrible food poisoning until my Dad got it this morning. I’ll spare you the details, but it was ugly. Moving on, luckily, I was feeling good enough by Thursday to get it some family time at both our families for Thanksgiving. We spent the morning at Brandon’s brother’s, then he went dirt biking with him, and the afternoon at his cousins, then the evening at my folks. We are so grateful to have so so much wonderful family nearby and so much to be thankful for! A few pics from the day-

 

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Just hanging out up here…

 

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His Dad dressed him. He’s really proud of his Halloween costume.

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"…and here’s how you start it Son"

 

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"Hey Ladies, check out my ride"

Sawyer has a second cousin who is nine days older than him. I can only imagine what they think when they are together, but it’s so fun seeing them grow up and interact. I’m sure they’ll be best buds growing up.

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"and this toy here, you just pull just like this…"

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"whoa, look at that toy!"

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"It’s mine!"

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"outta my way"

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"I saw it first"

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"I’m not giving up without a fight!"

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Still best buds! Happy Thanksgiving!

6 Months Old

This is my son, Sawyer. He is six months today to celebrate the occasion, he treated me to a series of goofy faces. Everyday, I take a picture and send it to Brandon, and now he automatically smiles every time he sees a camera or phone held up in front of him. Lately, he’s followed the smiles with a series of goofy faces and sounds. I guess he’s seen us make enough at him trying to get him to smile, that now he does it back. I got some good ones today:DSC01414DSC01423DSC01416DSC01417

He smiles and laughs in between each face. I’m glad to see he already appreciates a good goofy face.

Good Morning Loretta!

It has taken me a long, long time to get started on the first post of my new blog. I have lots of thoughts in my head, but what is important enough to be my first post? Finally, I’m just jumping in, head first, and I’m not a head first jumper. I like to dip my toe in, make sure it’s warm enough, and then jump in. But, here I go. My name’s Stacey, and this is my blog. Welcome.

 

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I hope you find over how ever long you stay and how ever often you visit, a place to relax and a good friend. So come on it, sit awhile. Here on my blog I’ll be posting pieces of my life, pictures of my cute baby, pictures from my photo shoots (I’m a part-time, amateur photographer), my current crafting and d.i.y projects, who knows what else, and of course, there’ll be the occasional post about Loretta Lynn, cause that’s what got me started on this whole writing thing in the first place (see here), and, let’s be honest- she’s amazing. Why not write about Loretta Lynn? So come on it, kick back, and stay awhile. Thanks for visiting!