Our Easter Celebration

I have to admit I was so sad this Easter. I felt out of place and lost. I was missing Scottie, my family, and my church. But I tried to make the best of it for Kynsley. I woke her up and she was so excited that the Easter Bunny had filled her basket.*Thanks to Granny Patty*
Later I cooked Easter dinner and invited a few of the other army wives over. Kynsley wore her Easter dress that Scotts parents sent to her. She also got a Easter bonnet full of goodies.
Although we were missing everyone we were able to celebrate the most important part of Easter. Kynsley watched a few movies about the TRUE meaning of Easter and she is still asking about Jesus having boo-boos on his hands.

I Can Only Imgine

Kynsley wanted her daddy to see her sing one of her favorite songs. This was out on our playground by our house.

Egg Hunt

I took Kynsley to the Egg Hunt on post this afternoon. She looked so cute in her spring outfit that Grandpa & Grandma Penney sent her.
I was a little disappointed at the hunt because all they did was throw them out across the baseball field so we really didn't have much "hunting" to do. But she did get 7 eggs. When we left the field we were walking back to the jeep and she noticed a little boy who had an empty basket. After she asked him where his eggs where, his mother said, "guess we were too slow" Kynsley then said, "I got 2 blue ones, you can have one of mine: she then put an egg of hers into his basket. I was so touched by her act of kindness. Its amazing how sweet she actually can be "at times"

After the Hunt we had packed a picnic and met Kamryn and Kristy on the playground for an afternoon of play time and eating.

Just being girls

Kynsley's 1st Race

I signed Kynsley and I up for a Stroller Expedition this weekend. The month of April, is Military Child Appreciation, so they're having many activities on post that involve the kids. I was thinking that the 1 1/2K stroller expedition sounded like fun. I was unaware of what that really meant until we arrived at registration.

Since I had already signed us up, they asked if she would be running in the 3-5 year old division? Run? Who said anything about running? I was like, by herself, they said, "oh no...you run with her" That's funny because I don't run!! I even asked another lady standing by if she'd like to step in as her mother for the day. Believe me,you would of asked her too. She had the whole runners look... with the right outfit and everything!

After explaining to Kynsley that this was a race and she had to run as fast as she could she wanted to do it. Once down on the track, I then found out she had to run half way around the track and stay in her own lane. But her aunt Da-Da must of kicked into her because SHE DID IT! She came in 3rd place. Everyone was cheering when she went to get her medal. The MC made the comment that she probably could of done better but prior to the race starting she had already ran about 2 miles. She was busy "practicing" until all the kids arrived.

Later we joined in on the 1 1/2 mile stroller walk. We finished the race, and won 2nd Place for our division. I was so proud of us today and wished Scottie could of been there with us to cheer us on~yeah right who am I kidding...if he were here...I would of made him push that stroller around that track!!!

Kynsley is ~

3 Years, 3 Months, 3 Weeks, and 3 Days Old TODAY

One week down...

Iknow everyone back at home was so worried about us being alone til Scottie arrives. Well don't worry about that, we've spent everyday with our bestest Kristy & Kamryn. We've been buys running around on post trying to get all of our paperwork complete. Not to mention cleaning and unpacking of our houses.

Our Last Sunday

My last weekend at home was one of the hardest. After just a few short weeks of knowing our god-father was living with cancer, he passed away. We spent all day Saturday in Lake Lure for the funeral and then Sunday we went to Mtn. Park for the burial. I have peace knowing he was a born again christian and I know he is in heaven with his son and dad. The hardest part is the seperation and my heart is broken that my daughter will never have the chance to know what a TRUE loving man he was in our lives. He had given our entire family many memories of laughs, and fun times. We will ALWAYS hold Uncle John close to our hearts and never forget what a great friend he was to our dad for over 40 years.
Kynsley had to top off the weekend, by falling with a marker in her mouth. So our long day ended at the ER until after midnight. When Dr. Miller walked in the room, she called him by name...although he was taken back he said he remembered us too. Pretty sad that the local ER knows you by name. After looking at her throat he made the comment to my mama, "when she does something, she goes all out doesn't she" She had ripped her soft palate from top to bottom. Once he found out we were leaving in 2 days he put her on meds. No shots or stitches were required. I was so relieved about that part, I'm not sure I could of handled it. I recently had her seen her by a nurse at the clinic and they think its healed very well.

Our Last Night in NC

We had so many visitors our last night in NC. Although I didn't get everyones photo that stopped by, we really appreciate all the visits. I'm not sure Kynsley understood at that moment what was going on~but there were allot of tears shed. I'm so richly blessed with the friends I have at home. The love and support that has been given to us over the last year has been incredible. I also want to thank everyone for the gifts you brought to Kynsley. All the books, crayons, markers, and her talking kitty cat made the flight entertaining. WE LOVE ALL of you and thank you for loving us.

We're back in Germany

Kynsley and I left last Tuesday and made it safe to our home on Wednesday afternoon. Saying good-bye is so hard to do. Papa and Granny took us to the airport and without us asking the lady at check in offered for them to go with us to the gate. Papa gave Kynsley a little talk and she promised to be a BIG girl on the plane.(she did great) Once we started hugging, the tears started to flow, but we quickly laughed as Kynsley was doing her fake cry and trying so hard to make tears. But after my parents walked away the realization of what was going on really hit her. She took off running for them as they were walking away from us. She was screaming for them to come back, its one the hardest things I've had to do~to pull her little body out of their arms. We cried until we were finally in air on our way to Chicago. I appreciate all the prayers and the love you've given us while in the states this past year. Especially to the greatest parents a girl could dream of~you two are amazing!