Christmas Holiday

Zach and Wes playing with their new race track. This was so easy to put together and fun for all ages. I probably sat there myself for a good hour playing with them without getting distracted, lol. 

Zach wanted me take his picture with some of his other gifts, lol.

Brent and his 'spicy' hairdo :)

Aubrey chilling in her room playing with her new toys

Me and Vada had a good time with these things. 

I told ya that race track was fun for everyone.

I took the 3 younger ones to the toystore so they could pick out their b-day gifts while I was in town. We also got some treats, of course. They loved playing around with the cars at ToysRus. 

I made this giant inflatable hippo for school and when I brought it home Brentley was so excited and wanted me to blow it up. So here it is. He had a blast with it and even got inside of it. 

     I feel that it is time to talk about God. I may never post this but I still want to write about my beliefs anyhow just to get it out. I grew up attending the LDS (mormon) church with my immediate family, baptist on occasion with my dad's mom, catholic,nondenominational, and methodist a few times with a few of my close friends. My parents always told me that they didn't mind me attending other religions, as long as I attended church on sundays. Basically, they just wanted me to always believe in a God. Their reason being that I would always know I was loved. I never really understood that. They wanted me to believe in a higher being who supposedly loves everyone no matter what, just so that I always knew I was loved. Why couldn't I just know that they always loved me no matter what, why couldn't I just believe in that instead of a god? Is it because deep down they were afraid that my family may not always be there for me? Or maybe someone wasn't always there for them? I really don't know. Nowadays I don't attend church unless I am visiting my family and it happens to be a Sunday. I like it that way. I'm honestly unsure if there is a higher being(s) out there watching over us. If there is a God, per se, then I surely hope (s)he is as loving as everyone says and if (s)he is then (s)he wouldn't care if we went to church to worship, read the bibles, or prayed. If this God truley loved us then those things wouldn't matter, the fact that we are happy, healthy, and doing our best is all that would matter. After all those are the things that our own human parents ask of us. A God who wants us to worship, learn, and talk to them daily sounds like a selfish god, and isn't God supposed to be humble? If (s)he was then none of that would be necessary.