This day came way to quickly and Mark wanted to have some pictures with just Heather that our photographer never got.
I love this picture of Mark. It is so rare that he will really smile but when it comes to his kids and grand kids he is all smiles.
Although I can see in her eyes how tired she is, I think this is a sweet picture.
During on of our shopping trips, Mark found a picture frame that says, "Any man can be a FATHER... It takes a special one to be a DAD!". Heather saw it and says, "I think you should get that Dad!", so guess what? He did! And this is the picture that is in that frame gracing his
"Man Cave".
I had no intention of being left out!! lol Even though the photographer did get pictures of Heather and I together...that whole situation still makes me hot under the collar...oh well. hard lesson learned!
Moving beyond that...I love this picture with my beautiful daughter. Can't wait for the newest member of our family to arrive, and October can't get here soon enough for us to travel back to Savannah!
Speaking of Savannah, she wanted to get in on the picture taking as well! I think Taylor was doing somersaults somewhere and that's why we didn't get any of her! lol
How cool is that?? I just realized the picture to the right of Savannah is of Heather, Mark, and I on our wedding day. I knew it was on the mantle but I like how it showed up in this picture.
Vannie was pointing to the family portrait on the mantle. She was probably saying, "Hey mom, how come I'm not up there?!!" I'm sure that will soon be replaced with one of all of them...or maybe not until Heather gets one with Peyton Zoey included.
How hard it was knowing that in just a few moments we would be headed to the airport and back to Issaquah. No more little knocks on our bedroom door to see if we were awake yet, no more hearing every morning, "Grammy, where's Papa or where's Panpaw?". No more little squeals of laughter and joy from Maddie and Taylor as they would hide under our bed and Papa/Panpaw would play fishing with them, using one of their Barbie's as his fishing pole and hook, nor days of watching my beautiful daughter lovingly teach my granddaughters by reading to them every night, singing to them before they go to sleep, or repromanding them when they misbehaved but always coming back and explaining why they got in trouble and how much she loves them.
As a parent you always hope that you have done something right in raising your kids. You hope that in some way you have planted a seed for them to have a love for the gospel and a belief that there is a Heavenly Father and His son Jesus Christ who loves us more than we can fathom.
I think I've done that.
Having all the kids spread out so far is the hardest thing that I have had to deal with as a mother since they've all married and started their families. But maybe it makes times like these even more special and maybe I wouldn't appreciate them as much if everyone was real close by.
So for now it is what it is, and I will hold fast to my heart the memories that are made on these trips, and I will anxiously await the next trip.
Thank you Mark and Heather for having us, we love y'all!
And thank you to my sweet husband for being a "Dad" to children he didn't have to be a "Dad" to.
I love you sweetheart!
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