tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8914916617109490742024-02-26T09:33:35.919-08:00The Rollins RuckusWhether you turn to the right or to the left, you will hear a voice saying, "This is the way. Walk in it."Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.comBlogger657125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-54143359910004590682024-02-04T21:09:00.001-08:002024-02-08T23:49:11.014-08:00Letter to My Birthday Boy: 15 Years OldReid Jackson, <div><span> </span></div><div><span> What a great year this has been, watching you grow into such a handsome, respectful, and brave young man. You are really starting to come into your own identity and figure out who you are, and it's so wonderful to watch you flourish. You finished up your 8th grade year at Grove and you thrived, despite my breast cancer diagnosis, lots of hardships within our family, and most of your friends being at a different school in high school. You persevered, matured, and endured when it wasn't easy. You made good grades, excelled in sports, and learned more about who God is and how He can be trusted in all circumstances. </span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img height="480" id="id_d5c5_638_df8f_8732" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1L8ePt3wkqbZWn8gv4Qm1h8E-BTZZQMlB=w640-h480" style="height: auto; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 353px;" tooltip="" width="640" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">.....</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" height="400" id="id_54ce_8fbe_98fc_795b" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1c3NcOqhuTP9v_Uv4GBFv3b-jTVU787E2=w300-h400" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" width="300" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">You spent a lot of time fishing over the spring and summer, and even got your very own bass boat! I've never seen anyone love fishing as much as you, and it seems as though the water is your happy place. You are most content, most relaxed, most satisfied, and closest to God when you have that rod and reel in your hand. We went to the Keys this summer and you almost hooked a tarpon and caught your first shark. Another highlight was catching your unicorn fish in Miami near the hotel we were staying at...a peacock bass! Rivers, lakes, or oceans...you'll try to catch anything in any water!</div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_2f35_ff65_3941_3564" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1mGpkReWPah6J9cH4s-Hb0xbiiU7huoJb" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img height="400" id="id_fede_a0a7_269e_4d25" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1T1LTxFcXpfnS3uAEMV2Ts1ZIZ_KLDo4t=w300-h400" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" tooltip="" width="300" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">Next to fishing, you've also developed a deep love for music this year. Your first concert was Zach Bryan, and your second concert was...Zach Bryan! I took you, Lil, and CJ to the BOK Center in Tulsa and we had such a great time. I sat in the nosebleeds in our regular seats, while you all snuck down into the pit. It was definitely a night to remember!</div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_274b_8f7c_1482_74bc" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1myrz_f22c1uOBh3ziNEdb1KxhzAkYr4m" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div>I can't believe it will be just one more year until you start driving. You took driver's ed over the summer and got your permit. I feel like these past few years have flown by and I'm not ready for it!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_2ce_aa9_d161_54ab" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1fn9sZxAbJoADmwd-0QITxeY0lhT0xlcX" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div>I'm behind on writing this letter, so I included some pictures from your first couple of months of high school. You started high school at North Rock Creek this year, and it's been a really great place and community for you. It started off a little rocky, however. You were thrown into a new high school with new friends, new teachers, a new football team, new procedures...coming from a familiar K-8 community you had been at since you were 5...and right off the tail end of your mother being in breast cancer treatment, receiving chemo and radiation, as well as your grandfather being diagnosed with breast cancer just a couple of years after his spinal cord injury. It's been one challenge after another for our family the past couple of years, so it's understandable why high school was a little rocky at first. Integrating into your place on the new football team was tough, being a freshman was tough, and having new teachers who didn't know your personality yet or anything about our family was tough. But like you always do...you adjusted, you figured it out...and you started thriving! You enjoyed your freshman football season, you made all As and Bs, and you find your place in with several good friends.</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_4747_9544_4a3c_2cd" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1KAItAF27ShWFmMHfdOFb1KUvEVsAYZ36" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_34e5_a11a_2374_31f1" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1Ei8XlpbIbJBztx7NpDSHuMxHZj9d28v-" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_11c4_d28a_1a8f_1c26" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1MYPD1QIzCvgXjLo3smpiYGuhROK3vORi" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_9652_fc3f_9079_288" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1cqpEzGELONlvPHi7dhwejCxa53VkBqNb" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bible verse for year 15:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: times;"><span class="text Jas-1-2" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;">Count it all joy, my brothers,</span><span class="text Jas-1-2" style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 10px;"> </span>when you meet trials of various kinds,</span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 19.2px; text-align: left;">f</span><span class="text Jas-1-3" id="en-ESV-30253" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;">or you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness.</span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;"> </span><span class="text Jas-1-4" id="en-ESV-30254" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;">And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.</span></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: times;">James 1:2-4</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_fce6_5295_39e3_58ed" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1xHu3ieCxHtfChIpDfCfixMZXDengzqCh" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Reid loves:</div><div style="text-align: center;">-music</div><div style="text-align: center;">-fishing</div><div style="text-align: center;">-lasagna</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Chick-Fil-A</div><div style="text-align: center;">-new shoes</div><div style="text-align: center;">-hoodies</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Bass Pro</div><div style="text-align: center;">-being outside</div><div style="text-align: center;">-basketball</div><div style="text-align: center;">-football</div><div style="text-align: center;">-hunting</div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_bc05_82e7_5c04_167" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1HNTg172ChvfT8gN1xUR8ai8u9j4vwHy5" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">Reid, my prayer for you in your 15th year is that you continue to grow and flourish into who God made you to be. I pray you lean into the Lord, and always seek His guidance. I pray you make a couple of really good, life-long friends who love Jesus and always point you to Him. I pray you will always know that your dad and I are proud of you and love you unconditionally - not because of anything you've accomplished or will accomplish - but simply because you're our son. I pray you know that home is always your safe space and you will never do anything bad enough where you can't come home. You are so strong, brave, and kind. And I love you so very much.</div><div style="text-align: left;">-Mom</div><br /><br /> </div></div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-29722411698964712542024-02-04T20:53:00.001-08:002024-02-09T00:47:27.615-08:00Letter to My Birthday Girl: 13 Years Old<div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_8b76_731a_de9a_d834" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1XZC6ZCqc9OwudQJ9mqPFY_9HOw6Mjmbd" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">My sweet Lil,</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> THIRTEEN! How can it be?! How can you already be a teenager? I feel like I was in denial about your becoming a teenager for so long. You have always been my baby girl and I don't want you to grow up! I vividly remember the first time I held you. It took a while for them to stitch me up after the c-section, and I remember having the most overwhelming feeling of joy...the most peaceful, satisfying feeling, when they placed you into the crook of my arms. You were like the missing puzzle piece of my heart. The first time I held you, in that moment, all was right in the world. And I still feel that way when you're with me...like all is right in the world...because you make everything better. You make me better.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span>.....</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_282f_348f_8ef8_b26d" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1Kin2sQoiOe2q8HeYP8SyJLKYM9VJcbec" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div>We did a flamingo-themed, pink, pool party for your 13th birthday and it was beyond adorable! There were so many girls...and music...and the cutest cake...and flamingo macarons...and pink sparkly beach balls in the pool...it was just perfect!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_1c88_8ff9_cd70_1cd2" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1fjgg-eAMxYsrWQKX8JMT6JNMinKK4LeT" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div>Then Nana took you on a girls' trip to Dallas with Bella and her grandmother, Malinda. You all had the best time and took the cutest "Instagram pics."<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_2e61_75e5_19b1_6b06" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/18GZZsKOI4Qr4B9zMXnKDQ-rRS5Tf-APS" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div>You got social media this year...SnapChat and Insta...which I love and I hate. I love that you can see what I post...my opinions about things, heath info I post, and other things, however, I hate that you're in the social media world now and have to see everyone's "highlight reels." You're wise beyond your years and mature for your age, and I honestly think you handle it well. You are not obsessed with it. You see it for what it is. And you don't compare yourself to others. I love how you are so confident in your own skin and you love what you love, no matter what anyone else thinks. <div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_790e_6e18_d68e_1cd6" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1Lq6ogKrCvnaMdK3_PWrNLg6V593PRx-y" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_c23b_89ca_564b_2a6c" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/18j8HsP9sD4Bg4NCnEM7rOlsCuuGKBQOE" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_7e76_6610_9438_d77d" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1Qgvg-ZTmUXaJU4cieO9-0kgEZ5v9JkDr" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">You have a heart of gold and you're kind to others. You are extremely capable and responsible. You seek out the lost and the lonely, and you show compassion. You're sweet and sassy...reserve, but fierce. </div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_2b74_437e_8e75_5b8c" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/19CLbznVa8PJeRjCLXDzJBO0l9FZJr9Hj" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">I took you, Reid, and CJ to the BOK Center in Tulsa to see Zach Bryan. You all snuck down into the pit, and you hung out with Sophia all night and said it was the best night of your life! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_54b8_3a81_1ee0_9d61" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1CHu9vQHMk7y1fHW2VxHJLzf5L1SL92K3" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_1827_928a_436c_d5f8" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1mjBYzFW2OcMEWOejGlSUrGX7-s7CKzY1" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_467c_a298_b401_1930" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1oaz0CU2rmE1iugYlIz-Tzq2tZG1HOeau" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">LILLIANN LOVES:</div><div style="text-align: center;">-fancy food</div><div style="text-align: center;">-anything themed</div><div style="text-align: center;">-pink</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Lululemon</div><div style="text-align: center;">-buying gifts</div><div style="text-align: center;">-shopping</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Target</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Starbucks</div><div style="text-align: center;">-hosting parties</div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_9c31_1519_c147_b296" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1zZdE2MFVx-wnSuHRbKdyCwyqOAHrc8nf" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_f107_b797_5682_2c72" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1rYIbnl6FOeaXYe3kgxWAuoc7rnRPu5bU" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bible verse for your 13th year:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Let your light shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Matthew 5:16</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">My prayer for you is that you never dim your light for others. You shine BRIGHT because you are reflecting His light...the light of the Lord. Don't be afraid to show your true light, because that is how Jesus gets out into the world. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_d96a_3e9f_54aa_4449" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1VDgKHgmxFWacjfHmldfrJhc-lxaF6UZA" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">...</div><div style="text-align: left;">LilliAnn, you're easy to love and the sweetest daughter. You're my dream girl and I don't deserve you. The light of the Lord shines big through you and I pray he uses you for great things for you are fearfully and wonderfully made. You are God's masterpiece. You are beloved. You are the daughter of the King. And you are my darling. Happy 13th Birthday!</div><div style="text-align: left;">-Mom</div><br /><br /><br /><br /> </div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-39164243686502913022024-02-04T20:43:00.001-08:002024-02-09T00:22:51.893-08:00Letter to My Birthday Baby Boy: 9 Years Old<div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_8604_1702_ce45_72a" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1-X6B8PGbcuWIL-ijtslTymncwz0xRfcL" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">Rushton Jeb, </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> NINE years old! And the sweetest, kindest, most precious boy! I'm several months late writing this year's letter, so this one will be short and sweet. You are adventurous, athletic, intelligent, and you have a heart of gold! To know Rush is to love Rush! You are your daddy's mini me...kind-hearted, cautious, an over-thinker, and you make friends wherever you go.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_e46b_84b4_bb99_2d05" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1sMCOC7oJS5VRUzW20n-zKBoLQ0LF_3RW" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_192e_2741_1024_3291" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1CcQxM8_3w3GhldNTCoWqQgFNWlHEip9V" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_c903_a0b9_d58e_25f9" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1KuPhkmYvE8X2sw1oaBaN3MjgNcrcA-dF" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">You have the most magnetic personality, and you are our JOY! You weren't sure what you wanted to do for your birthday this year...it took you so long to decide...but we finally settled on taking a few friends to the arcade to do bowling and laser tag. All you wanted for your birthday was a pack of basketball cards...and Christmas was about the same. You are so easy...you asked for basketball cards, a new basketball, and a pair of Ugg Tasman slip-ons. When we were talking about your birthday week you said, "It's really not a big deal." Oh Rushy...we love you so much and celebrating you is definitely a BIG DEAL!</div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_791b_97ea_44a3_761e" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1NI40v8Mp_u7Cbq8G-bQhyA-0HwZ3IidC" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"><div style="text-align: left;">You asked Jesus into your heart this year when you were 9. You came home from church one Wednesday evening and told me you were ready to become a Christian and ask Jesus to come into your heart. We prayed together on my bed that evening and read a few Bible verses. I love watching your faith grow, as you learn to depend on Jesus.</div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_60c1_8371_f38c_21cf" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1j7om6nNiXTMQ75Hrqbi66bh2LhezOVC3" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_b770_461f_62b6_23da" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1gfL6Yk2EpudxUvAzgLQb11N21tIAcKex" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is my verse I've chosen for you in your 9th year of life.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="background-color: white; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;">Don’t let anyone look down on you</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"> because you are young, but set an example</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"> for the believers in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"> and in purity.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><i>1 Timothy 4:12</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial; font-size: 16px; text-align: start;"><i>.....</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_7d6b_bb61_8179_3dd4" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1whmUwpT-vLSDNyDfyT9eqvLumVNpgG1i" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_5b82_79f4_4659_4f6f" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1S6BLcAD4-3GdN9DGMjusy3SAb5N0aSk0" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_3d7_5b6_db9c_195b" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/164eT828MgRsBztfDnuo5b7wiXP1pqmGM" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Rush loves:</div><div style="text-align: center;">-basketball cards</div><div style="text-align: center;">-football</div><div style="text-align: center;">-basketball</div><div style="text-align: center;">-wrestling</div><div style="text-align: center;">-XBOX</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Chick-Fil-A</div><div style="text-align: center;">-eating chips</div><div style="text-align: center;">-root beer</div><div style="text-align: center;">-wrestling</div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_170b_9623_670a_b7d5" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1AotPKpVKq2QrjGzVPeXEJxp98hWL-jqr" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">I love you so much, Rushton Jeb, and you will always be my baby boy.</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Mom</div><br /><br /> </div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-6613039553487890712024-02-04T20:24:00.001-08:002024-02-21T20:41:44.019-08:00Letter to My Birthday Baby Girl: 4 Years Old<div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_8b3c_8a44_2e69_16c4" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1psxq3xFxWUTtoCBkz0fIJb04bw0UFJnD" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">Darling Liv, </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> You came to us after a rough storm. Our rainbow baby...8 pounds 2 ounces of God's faithfulness and evidence that He keeps his promises swaddled in a pink blanket. You were the newborn baby that should have been crying, but I was the one with the tears streaming down my face while singing "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" in that lonely NICU. I fought so hard for you...before your were even conceived, in the OR during your birth, and in the hospital bed pumping and desperately trying to get those first few drops of breast milk through your NG tube.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span>.....</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_eb11_1f9c_19e6_3f33" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1GjD4v4ZU9miM8To-UGY8CzTuEH6c4vFK" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_20a8_647c_9d8_8c0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/14tkTjm5SglZrchE2Yt1N3Xkp4L7jyV75" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">Your name means "life." And interestingly, it also means peace. You have given me both. And so has the Lord. I feel like our family has been in a constant season of "hard" since your birth, and you have been the joy, the laughter, and the delight that we all needed in order to push on...me, your dad, your sister, your brothers, Nana & Papa...we all needed you the past four years. </div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_a5b6_54a6_2b5b_410f" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1N0QTJS0MAK-X7NTxaPsRNtj7WrxXYBsU" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_b802_f5f2_70ed_c8dc" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1unXvqFkBPTNfbahZ-IhEWi3XD3FITg_R" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_f0c_7584_f891_64b7" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/13U_6ejhlR1UYo_ZLPxVGh83e9wWMQJLI" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_9a45_f3a5_4492_89c5" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1SuPG08Tmoz8oQDR1joEZv4nH-UHv13ml" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Liv loves:</div><div style="text-align: center;">-make-up</div><div style="text-align: center;">-nail polish</div><div style="text-align: center;">-arts & crafts</div><div style="text-align: center;">-baby dolls</div><div style="text-align: center;">-making messes</div><div style="text-align: center;">-mermaids</div><div style="text-align: center;">-unicorns ("loonicorns")</div><div style="text-align: center;">-swimming</div><div style="text-align: center;">-all things pink</div><div style="text-align: center;">-anything sparkly</div><div style="text-align: center;">-doing hair</div><div style="text-align: center;">-face and beauty products</div><div style="text-align: center;">-her "ba ba"</div><div style="text-align: center;">-going to the park</div><div style="text-align: center;">-grilled cheese sandwiches</div><div style="text-align: center;">-strawberries</div><div style="text-align: center;">-whipped cream</div><div style="text-align: center;">-dessert or anything sweet</div><div style="text-align: center;">-dancing</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Taylor Swift</div><div style="text-align: center;">-talking to "Alexa" in the kitchen</div><div style="text-align: center;">-sprinkles</div><div style="text-align: center;">-riding her scooter ("cooter")</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Barbies</div><div style="text-align: center;">-earrings</div><div style="text-align: center;">-watching "Di Di" or Adley on YouTube</div><div style="text-align: center;">-playing with her friend Lucy</div><div style="text-align: center;">-going to tumbling</div><div style="text-align: center;">-writing her name</div><div style="text-align: center;">-coloring</div><div style="text-align: center;">-playing Donkey Kong with mommy</div><div style="text-align: center;">-taking baths</div><div style="text-align: center;">-the beach</div><div style="text-align: center;">-playing with Cece</div><div style="text-align: center;">-snuggling with Russell</div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_76dd_42ff_9bba_469b" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1hvH_bobljV_HpuV2V89E8J9WCcAeFCEW" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_4e68_30b2_55d5_475d" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1-BCqMOwZWoGA1P68x-KQ1jOI4JP1jKff" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_b962_636_5785_aba0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1yqcg0z_SVGuXggxPztYnwuD21uPzblDp" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_4714_b8e_f368_8e74" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/17vmajq8ZwYgLkbrZjqbHtJgFx-W36oRb" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_21d_a9d_eb68_a713" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1qO3D5YHXnmFLkfSi4g6CHmhjFf6R3ygr" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">....</div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't stop crying because of how grateful I am, my precious baby girl. Happy 4th Birthday, my darling. I will savor every single moment of your life.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I will always love you, Mommy</div> </div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-25649783824028532692024-02-04T20:19:00.001-08:002024-02-21T20:23:25.542-08:00Letter to My Birthday Baby Girl: 3 Years Old<div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_cf91_6cfc_3933_225c" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1Gl5sGMe_aF4qAxJS2nDgBRHkg5_uhn5I" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">Livi Mae! You are THREE! Where in the world did the time go?! This has been one of my very favorite years with you! It's been a tough year for our family with mommy finishing up cancer treatment, but we have still had so much fun and made so many memories. The Lord has been so good to us and we have gotten closer as a family, and to the Lord. You had a "Princess Pamper Party" this year at Shawnee Beauty College and loved getting your hair done, make-up on, and nails done with all of your sweet friends. You're obsessed with make-up and painting your nails, so this was the absolutely PERFECT party for you!</div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_69a4_cf51_9ac2_b317" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1Vjx-3VVFzWaWnOR4stqpc2HMHH-1plnl" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_f22d_d750_bcf_1dae" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1zzTGTZpUqJdjy7vaz4YF-9sDmCwDfQbB" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_322a_bcba_fb12_dc66" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1VvzTb7GuzAINf3c-pOhhO-BcuCEMzhZS" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_84de_f86b_88d2_eec5" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1t_wI-XXqCEwYLz7W4IGjj8cgOnC2Ugih" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">You're going to Under the Son Mother's Day Out two days a week and you are doing so well there! You love school and are getting really good at coloring! You're our little dancing girl, posing girl...our lipstick lover, mess maker, pink princess, snuggle bunny, life of the party...you are our precious JOY! You still sleep in the middle of mommy and daddy, and we haven't even put a bed in your room yet. You love spending the night with Nana and Papa, and hanging out down at the office doing "work" with Aunt Johnna.</div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_5f0b_f3fc_5e83_722c" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1uFlXq2Zaf1F5hr6IMWb7rCo_r151rqZU" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_473e_76b5_7847_556f" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1ahjqvAsd_YWqm6xjYRbb_mnsFcuPrs3f" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_6988_bd32_eb5b_4b5f" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1iWhPeAzPwUvumdUNFWyuuFwqF2ztwfij" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">The Lord knew I needed you for this journey the past year, and when he gave us you He completed our precious family at the perfect time. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #303234; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 0.7px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><i>I sought the LORD, and He answered me and delivered me from all my fears. Those who look to Him are radiant, and their faces shall never be ashamed. Oh, taste and see that the LORD is good! Blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him!</i></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #303234; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 0.7px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><i>Psalm 34: 4-5</i></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_799b_35a8_dbb9_ba66" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1-BJ3TAS7enQmYa8UL72ZMNqNkxCfz7VZ" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_ec97_4901_261_d376" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/1Y0CRDlZZ8WoJC6Ukti0UYGjzalkk1egh" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_8cf1_838c_ca84_56ec" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/d/101lSslPgPz5cWLN5TZLnF1wRzqwTnUXA" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sweet Liv, I love you so much...but please don't grow up yet!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Always and forever, Mommy</div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-49408507852032359242023-08-28T11:39:00.001-07:002024-02-04T20:24:24.134-08:00Rush's Baptism. 8/23/27<p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">What a wonderful day! Our Rushton Jeb was baptized at church today and my heart could barely handle the joy that I felt. </span></p><p class="p2" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; min-height: 22px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Last month, there were several baptisms at church after Falls Creek and Cross Timbers, and Rush's heart was being stirred by the Holy Spirit. He's a very inquisitive child and has always asked the most insightful spiritual questions about God and the Bible. I feel like he's been in tune with the Holy Spirit from a really young age, but I also know that he's very cautious and likes to think about things and have everything figured out before he makes a decision. So when he came to me on July 5th... after a Wednesday night church service ... and told me that he was ready to become a Christian, I knew that he was confident that the Lord was speaking to him. He told me that on Sunday, he got a nervous feeling in his stomach during the invitational and felt like God was saying something to him, and then felt it again at church on Wednesday night. I remember watering the flowers and him looking at me and saying, "Mom, I've realized that if I don't have God, then I don't have anything." I asked if he wanted me to pray with him and he said yes. </span></p><p class="p2" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; min-height: 22px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">That night, he sat on the bed with Jeb and I and we read some scripture together, asked him some questions, and discussed what it means to make Jesus the Lord of your life. We held his hands and he prayed to Jesus, saying that he knows he's a sinner and needs a Savior, and would Jesus please come into his heart and be the Lord of his life. It was the most precious time. </span></p><p class="p2" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; min-height: 22px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">I remember reading and discussing John 3:16 -</span></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.”</span></p><p class="p2" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; min-height: 22px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Romans 10:13 -</span></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">“For everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.”</span></p><p class="p2" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; min-height: 22px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">John 14:6 -</span></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">“Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.”</span></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">And Romans 10:9 - </span></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">“because, if you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved.”</span></p><p class="p2" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; min-height: 22px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">A couple of weeks ago we met with Pastor Jeff so Rush could share with him about his decision. Pastor Jeff asked him some questions and was great at explaining things to Rush and encouraging him to stay in the Word and continue to grow in his walk with Christ. </span></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">All three of my big kids were 8 or 9 when they were saved and baptized, and although I didn't want to discourage any work that the Lord was doing in their lives, I always just hoped that they would remember the day, the experience, and their feelings surrounding the decision because it truly is the greatest decision they'll ever make. </span></p><p class="p2" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; min-height: 22px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">I was the same age when I made this decision, and although I remember praying the prayer to the Lord with my dad and bits about my baptism day, I don't have any pics or video and I don't remember all the details or how much I knew about the Christian life. I wanted my kids to understand the decision they were making and what it meant for them going forward as a Christian...because I've often questioned if I really understood enough when I placed my faith in Christ as that 8-year-old little girl...</span></p><p class="p2" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; min-height: 22px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">But this week, just as He has been so faithful to do my entire life, the Lord provided me with some reassurance and "daily bread." In my Bible study lesson this week the question was asked, "What is the disposition of those who make up the kingdom of heaven?" And we were asked to read Matthew 19: 13-15.</span></p><p class="p2" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; min-height: 22px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">“But Jesus said, “Let the children come to me. Don’t stop them! For the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to those who are like these children.””</span></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Good news! We don't have to have it all figured out to place our faith in Christ and become His child. We don't have to know everything in the Bible or be able to recite scripture by memory. We don't have to have perfect attendance at church or know what the word Theology means. We don't even have to have done a Bible study or know the perfect answers to what salvation is. </span></p><p class="p2" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; min-height: 22px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">All we have to do is have the faith of a child...come to him like little children...realize that we are not self-sufficient, we can't get to heaven on our own...we have to have a door...and Jesus is that door...the ONLY WAY...we need a Savior...a PERFECT, SINLESS FATHER. And place our complete trust in Him. That's it. It's that simple. Child-like faith. </span></p><p class="p2" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; min-height: 22px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">I'm so thankful that he makes it that easy. And I'm so glad that salvation is available to everyone at every age. </span></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">During our family devotional time tonight, the kids and I had the best discussion about sanctification. </span></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">I haven't always been the best Christian. I've had rebellious high school years, and seasons where I pushed away from the Lord. I've had years of my life where I was out of church way more than I was in church. And there are certainly days that I'm not proud of. </span></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">But the Lord has never left me and has never given up on me...my 8-year-old self was sealed by the Holy Spirit that night that I prayed that prayer to Him. And if you look at my spiritual walk as a whole, there would be ups and downs...but there would be a general upward trajectory of learning more about, drawing closer to, and trying to look more like Jesus Christ. And that is the essence of the Christian life. </span></p><p class="p2" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; min-height: 22px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"></span><br></p><p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Thank you to all the family and friends who came today and celebrated with us! There were four of Rush's teachers at church today...Pre-K - Mrs. School, Kindergarter - Mrs. Wilder, 1st - Mrs. Meyer (Wynn), and 2nd - Mrs. Neese! What a blessed day! God is so good!!</span></p> Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-88724486043790376822022-04-07T20:41:00.002-07:002024-02-21T14:53:41.619-08:00Letter to My Birthday Boy: 14 Years Old<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="635" data-original-width="397" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6DJ-jEFAwnQneyjn5BBS_RTe7ZQXesSLPa_eBo8QNWACNQGj1h0MhBlVchnINS5HCC0r_Qw0PJrdHHHC5rCaxn4t6u2akq7wbPG-UTiFnSRUIBhi3eRRMvyocrF01mRaXbSRh0X1708MB8I5uxW0Dfzo22XRCDIlm7n7Q3u8O_I_dEXS2mKPnlun-4g/s400/267590334_10110701397844827_883574297421379402_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHUeUHnzbVu3IBQcCOZow70gs240UvPEbIBvxzadPQyV0ptoRV-4iHv1w4_KpNqmPk24qDBRCfOnvB1WrQXAjPwXlISnVj0hBtxFbaeRGtpHsMblFL_ZnQq3-EdgWSBgwEW8uLkpIQkkrbCYMnrzy1zy74BmqDUdx8C7AUZZq2JEn8T32fGGX-ZmB-VA/s400/269674780_10110712070806127_4748733545973968838_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Happy 14th Birthday, Reid! You are growing up way too fast on me! You are officially taller than me and passed me up in shoe size a couple of years ago. You're turning into such a handsome young man right before my very eyes and it's so bittersweet. I love how loyal you are to the ones you love and the way you grab your fishing pole and head to the pond on any nice day.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAcki0RYfSmlce7EZsYlvqcShI9Noi1ncSmbbOVwHDyIfgV9isNL0ojeVkVc0Nj5Un6fCtb13BHskl64-7Vc75rG4mkIkeKK7Xjx_ub7Y9PqMhxO2eaPyPB4U9MKVkZK3uZ6tYiB20kjRfTa6xpO4jT1rQ1EHfKLbx7uiw9TF84GUuGUCxNNMT2xk6wg/s400/273181080_10110808261010187_2649614838802764498_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1600" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZwjwkZzd0-U5hC0-mhTuRiSkQqEy2B2t_uP7xsmCpTXSrnaUyyo5oszhSK3kyIqZlas9IrCRyE6U6S-2zjli4sP7iXz2CCCLDN8R4nn7bAH4gPJo30Nca6HKGtUasFetMq7M9X3-NKpjECO1zLVvbaFPeuWxwZxCD43ThVR7Ldg_8EBQu4HDxvCawvA/s400/274324231_10110834200422397_7045434899342298637_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyATUDulhcScwsDLvE51FC08Qi6oVTYRI1cPy4Un5UDR9bbjLcSIjlYl9rsWwDQwFSsGaPZiO4cbq8x5te6t0NmLeFfixTxRSlGPNoItDb87S5P7biYxCLSGgjsVDv_ths93hBa2iKRHVbmcbqKg-0PosUP3jxx3yoTVPHR19g4VHbBIydXrCBq1nImw/s400/277094866_10110889964286167_579960744218987230_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I love how you take care of Rush and always lets him tag along with the "big boys." I love the way you get excited about a new pair of sneakers or a pack or basketball cards. And I adore your determination and perseverance when you set your mind to something you want to achieve. I love your resolve and decisiveness, both of which will serve you well as an adult one day. And I love how you won't back down from something you think is right and how you fight for justice and fairness. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcUOEMTBIeHdpB73n169bexLw9sthXHx3R3kvamkYO8we5GLxrBriJSKzByRcipLWU3tRJ66zSpbkfL8Psae0hV8Sf7UfTKnQQ0FrWha6PgEeAWJ0yHGPaoUZK9jKQInRb94wj-GVtYuHEIWmJeJEWf0XvGcYjIJSGy_zzP3X7d65H58T-QMCirXDNxw/s400/277103718_10110889964595547_7664377403062796740_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But most of all, I love your heart for the Lord. Please know that there is nothing that will ever be more important that growing in the Lord and learning about His character. Prioritize spending time with him and studying his Word, and you will always be blessed.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;">For the word of God</span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;"> is alive</span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;"> and active.</span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;"> Sharper than any double-edged sword,</span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;"> it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.</span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;">Hebrews 4:12</span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj28WizOB29qbuN8Du78MOmiXvuQo3WeL23GSBuRaYIo1QiWNZyEV195YZTlg1zPbegnDtc4ZU36VJTWLywbcKw4_5muP2xK8IA05Izh0Md0HTvZonj4Eocu2Sabgii2zoNRTWaKUMVFweUycnbiEI3tR_2YVue9Fzp3oLWk0-n21GOcWCqlurJ1sStQw/s400/277704614_10110905411539747_6036793759366460398_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">As a mother, it's super hard to sometimes watch your children get bigger and not need you as much, but watching you grow, change, learn, and mature is a gift that I will savor and never take for granted. Thank you, Jesus, for my Reid Jackson.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Always, Mom</div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-20010965565562159462022-04-07T20:40:00.006-07:002024-02-25T20:08:50.755-08:00Letter to My Birthday Girl: 11 Year Old<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik2RsLmFLyVAKz5oS8W_dO6C94c5GHcwzRkZ02RQPJ9j_o3Di4Mdpzli0y5nLLVFetO5UOeeJWpK78KjAJy3b9iU_-EpI2D9g1HXUDfTiZs-wj6NvUzYZxDofejY3ddudKOlBSfmMtio4pjv7wtrJPM3Lk7opzYaCcbT1QKHJQ1dmkhuGI20ioa1llPA/s400/187371104_10110199262198687_7245779892599162547_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">LilliAnn, my precious honey girl, how are you 11?! You're about to start middle school and just tried out for middle school cheerleader. You're loving competition dance and tumbling classes. You've been an absolute joy since the day you were born! You're my kind-hearted, self-motivated, determined, responsible, caring, gift-giving, servant-hearted, goal-setting, list making, challenge loving, straight-A making, running, cheering, tumbling, dancing girl... and I love you so much! You're what dreams are made of!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1612" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9S__dkbc_7FhZqVkj5ZMipA5W5NpsiJtvhRIdIfAp2sIXMUEjiIqVRTlKwzo2HePpFYhiotIHQm_joP9MQz6xaoEUOroBlfAEAdAbskNTTR0YcoGh8LDSN0YOiivUJO5dKRl1u-v_ze13vPYHC470JCZkhDfyk1gLZyg8Ad1lBgMswhRbkq4mSZitiA/s400/169151546_10110081852698267_524443068321368190_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-xq2IwWnMQ_3Vs5uE4ivmveC6sjEABd0rRboWeGLri31NS3ivR5f5jI9gbUfUd_jwCsOcHXfGHlbKT4bZp8_k1d_j7U-QFaRapcJ51G2G6V6OAXOi3IApyS9FwNQQqKueCsbjpI9YVXdj3CX4VlZwIpKkjwaw81XOXiFg6QU6FjTH2-y3X8AGEQ4MIw/s400/172526493_10110110668620927_7311895848636656802_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYWIOueXFsYswCLBkT9oxFNCu5qxHt_DNyVnNqRWTeTdFWjA3Vv4FkaeZBU5-xFxhmk5mlpGUKnmkvp4DYj9bSw_4xH_ic3hRNaKx5aaUAWWmi-h4KrcNaJS-KJYsKvGMh9DjwnLcldN8k8WRo7LiGGOlBP-QWnjFSwgmTtWEUdv8QckpsmGonhjPHxw/s400/164402103_10110050444745057_1214132299187880524_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....<br /><div style="text-align: left;">I feel like I do not deserve to be the mother of your precious soul, but I am so incredible thankful that God entrusted you to me because I get to see Jesus through the way you love and serve others daily. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i><span style="background-color: white; color: #5f6368; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;">Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156; text-align: left;"> your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>Proverbs 3:5-6</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiATa174dLJadxa-Egwi-rjb0jWg8Ml3BFTYJT5sOhLGnW7bdXOnBGgea5smaWCqpmP7r_oU_XadfZYJPDAR_i8qAjnNzAYZRKe0cR-T4oS4AL_vGtj31tE13wEdnRSkUCwCZjAAYAdWoM7jukQptFsghbN-pFLN56ANpm8z5OiR_0-A82fJk4soJ_L2g/s400/175549257_10110110668735697_6523248247168552258_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You truly are my heart and my soul, and I love you oh so very much.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Always, Mom</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="1745" data-original-width="1382" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0OVnIOSHcxXuQanhCyE4KZON5gyWf6GKcdSwfViB-RhWVofkKLVwCQzzH1Negqj7cuaIFcrc3QRXSM5vgia5Qc84-9geQFL6d_F4ziS5S4EeKnL_7_9LOv_DJSzFlrrdZmoiRrYksY4Uuk1icZPaz7iU3XfL386VlN--8mSzIo3XOZaXPh0OMvjCWZw/s400/172019562_10110091608268027_4289061141090518882_n.jpeg" /></div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-12350050408661998622022-04-07T20:40:00.005-07:002024-02-25T19:55:34.180-08:00Letter to My Birthday Girl: 12 Years Old<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1572" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhttY8A00YbwXvwYLsmOLsy-_j7FZlJE82GT1tIhvL28DITsC2gCAWDTNtOGMc7pW-f7xiHq3qU1P62RL-bTlheI5d_s-yYa3TNnr5bNFS4JCBX_fIgYr170vmJ666RIbWu19DNUj7PZkg4N7ozKpxIvmfTsNuZyEecqyvYtiesMm1U0qWH5jcahVIRrw/s400/274030208_10110832330534667_4771351535123614373_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">On this day, twelve years ago, the Lord blessed us with our first precious daughter. LillAnn McKenzie, your servant heart and quiet spirit are treasures to us and all those who know you. I adore your organizational skills, your drive and determination, the way you rise to a challenge, your ,love for parties and celebrations, and how you help us keep it all together. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAxuJzTH34rvxb3gTsDc6zZeN1H3R7VAdnLaxFDuI0hYEB9bEzpVHxOxE7ObPOhPFEJrfkdG89VY_SR3LqdlbogxIiaGtErF3fNiF3BDRiYyldmCptkOeGfqYaEIS6c3r1b3L9BSS6wtqf4D5CUef654QliLTnZE1qnWhwQfAPTOh2fNPSvCuTOhQJIQ/s400/275236812_10110859562825937_112031602192179833_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj6EpuxlPalmtA_I23-KFRSaJRW0C3weJd0jb4sp8FI0HM0Qr-LnO1JOb_iJuyirgNA6XDKT_sDErwX1mnr9zdgPvMCbCewWUKb9wvpWhm6nF29CFGiAefAGgVMonczOcJ7Am4QR4lhm8niRtROj4_dxREC6RRen7B233rfR-zA6sIVsZWRWXIK_5ueQ/s400/275250460_10110859563035517_8665385683517318278_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHLYLwD0VwKw2YXHV7Eqj1ltykH_v9o1zFCozbYYwdsjZ04PHgV1Y7M5ZJF-QqdTPJ6CZnI8mUfLzdZiVvu_d2d2I7yK1jdlWbxLZ9dkWxvePbcKil6_wJgTvyo2c364lqX2Zyd64vfj3nJobpOjYwCeBNWuLVdVi0akxbO7UCuBnlbpUksChSA-eg-w/s400/275506205_10110869822310847_7076754360363848323_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivu4sR93J18PEhqh0VEcVhwWPaAEi4YyOfvewRmf3dtoDF7Ef3D5L2AGxX5cKoSaUle7nAYCH0OxizAhnYDoCYyy7n7RK5yFtcHt_aqYGGNlCUIU1h1FlTJe_V95N2JmHvMf_sW5_IxZiuAxbSCzY1aTL75ixxSRTb0287cqGHHSKfye1-w9ERSGOa8w/s400/277157247_10110889962165417_5469111015171852499_n.jpeg" width="400" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But most of all, I adore the way you love Jesus and others. You are a true gift and a true light to the world</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-size: 20px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><i>“Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven”</i></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-size: 20px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><i>Matthew 5:16</i></b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkEX-KptyE9vy6WtLo_FE-PRZR-FRN8gse8mXNh_PmHIC3Uvd7io9MF_Tt7WQy2UwpoQtWOxSiFgBi8juNOLQ8zj5pdHS2TsQHmsaLihV26j3AzfMK01sPSXuCBTmpOWZz41X7pFWDmUWQf6a2mo1zl4rnTOd-RAMVSLkaV3sMEPpVnyOsvYh7Edx8Zg/s400/277484416_10110902921764277_3281767842514313905_n.jpeg" width="400" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1152" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOivW0Epa86FPUtqLNe6ldh_FDjskAab6gkXTG4VOS8cMFcCyntu548zKLk9RtoDzZlr8-Ri0hkigrWDr8M9YFvFX85srGBSPdkETVTwq146hPrKtW-H16hw4qNprR72quNHtWOKzY-AUzEnbcdcQVdVm2PleZKi7up1NjPLTdl7K6JWCYYi61UM20-g/w360-h640/277536567_10110902921789227_2753784939119560758_n.jpeg" width="360" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Happy Birthday, sweet Lil. You are a joy and I love you so very much.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Always, Mom </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOGRFpenQ6GthBFNXuXkA7cUGCwZsqQK22D7XupWwKTVxS_Ssd6R74qPpdV5EwwH6D8Vgpyv2sfMGwb1bLjehdXLzytXdj_AnwOmC-qLsm-ukYeI0SZzLL-8bKhhd9Q0p562cTR5hVwMb3iT1GvaO_TaliBxaqNzzi3VTAxX6IUjYCsOQ91oFiJNIt6A/s400/278133908_10110919463185137_155820274115821149_n.jpeg" /></div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-87268442165837780532022-04-07T20:39:00.177-07:002022-04-12T17:54:03.870-07:00Letter to My Birthday Baby Girl: 2 Years Old<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRg2411hXtmlpNlpwyornUP0TWK3BOnl2zepJS4KuscxiD6xz6Gmm27N5ehrtDT2yTBy_Nk1COvzdLRgHW4B8CTAJLRBxQI_-RcFWZzjZKKQJ5ncrf7CnSTyC-ncJwD5PpUhlpJA0D4vYIWhZPDzzbjgT1lMRIJrDNldsp34KB7XpYnMJgiPGBFMqeSg/s400/267868517_10110703774501987_5560855390742055716_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My Darling Liv,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> There has always been a place for you in my heart and in our family. I dreamed of you, yearned for you, and prayed for you, and the Lord blessed me with the most precious baby girl to complete our family. You You are our "cherry on top!" You have the cutest personality and you get the attention of everyone in the room wherever we go. Your big blue eyes, beautiful blonde hair, precious round face, and vibrant personality captures the heart of all those who meet you. You are sweet and sassy, but you are also fierce and headstrong and stubborn and determined ... and you shine BIG. And even though you're still not speaking in full sentences, you've been able to communicate what you wanted since the moment I first held you in my arms. You LOVE babies and baby dolls, so we had a "Baby Doll Brunch" for your 2nd birthday. You wore the cutest pink swiss dot outfit that was smocked with "Happy Birthday," and we had donuts, and Chick-Fil-A, and mini baby bottles filled with milk. The whole family and all of your babies were there, and we had so much fun! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span>.....</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRl7xaXLPdeInjPWHrseCxwF6Zl-8x0P7lb7NNTPCb_18lZrKDaBpXo7w_8v-VjxUov-QX4LK9EoiXU3JOBL-vnMhXf0-j4SdkiuJ02LAuQ-WZRhiPKPNIbDBh_VjTEj6xlhR6nzqi3OE0cVMfn07KuoSCN9KLqDhhaDCPfMxFTebNQKak_NWPJqI82A/s400/267406984_10110703332712337_5637295658501623040_n.jpeg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">I love dressing you in traditional smocked dresses and girly bubbles, and I'm savoring every moment of you being my baby. You are still nursing, and you still sleep in the middle of us. You love reading your book about farm animals and playing with the pink kitchen in your playroom that used to be your sister's. You always have a baby doll or a baby in a stroller, and you love singing to your babies...especially "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star." I've been worried about your speech, as your siblings were already talking in full sentences at your age, but the speech therapist evaluated you and said you are "just fine"... that you're the baby of the family who doesn't have to talk because someone is always anticipating your needs... so true! You know what every thing, but you just have a little trouble with saying certain letters and enunciating certain sounds. Your new favorite songs are "Baby Shark" and "Mommy Finger," and it's so cute when you sing them!</div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2HA8BL39WSH4sXuHSiAJl1WAIO14CFVsRvzTgIFU7cE1doG2nMA8Ra2SbnIlfx40iVRcQyeAhF2l_WuQ8sXvjtHBptGPP3tCd4XniTd4AJ3OxLLkc3c-NkkdgFvWL2GXv4dn96ZpvS22ZCfOFknoHfRaDiJPUZNM5hsjSK3Kp9vdHY0WjvKYcFv1q_w/s400/267620589_10110699663176117_5836761751447701220_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">You were fascinated by Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny this year, and wanted to see them all the time, but you just didn't want to sit in their laps! You loved Halloween, Mr. Bones (our skeleton we put on the porch in October) and "scary things" - and you love when the boys scare you or when you get to play hide-and-seek. You're a little mess maker deluxe, and you can make messes around the house faster than I can clean them up! Most of the time they consist of nail polish or make-up, as your favorite thing in the entire world is LIPSTICK! Going in Ulta is like heaven for you, and when we go in Dillard's I have to let you sit up on the make-up counter and try on a few samples!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1638" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfN_GCTWK16CCMXvgSTbi6L-fqtVt5MfMPcMlOIx-NgAAO_MLSbjrnvHRiqAPkQlzndcGkzcMx0tt_LN3ZnupTxm1wJHVnl4F93EuobQuVGKNktmOOwCh96JJ1Tbodp8s4kDb3ym15gPaiExflpV2eEhRWUKuEOgXfsU4IG6LmcfiTMHY-uJE4xpgCHA/s400/267744818_10110708846851957_1096165923963893975_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtPh9XL-zT-poN3kvkCiyugQ4njLDcPE8CNXNQ37snL9FFvko07oMgN7-qDCcQC_k-qHcjDD83thEDto2QukoL--u74dpU-f-kgIGhhP8vqMu27nBf9njCVG2nUr0ssxhULcmtLFPBwG3fwetwfaxlLLVqs4TKxEb7eNBxQCGRkCPYRZVv1cR26lRXSg/s2048/269787530_10110718213351417_2858429081840556755_n.jpeg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtPh9XL-zT-poN3kvkCiyugQ4njLDcPE8CNXNQ37snL9FFvko07oMgN7-qDCcQC_k-qHcjDD83thEDto2QukoL--u74dpU-f-kgIGhhP8vqMu27nBf9njCVG2nUr0ssxhULcmtLFPBwG3fwetwfaxlLLVqs4TKxEb7eNBxQCGRkCPYRZVv1cR26lRXSg/s400/269787530_10110718213351417_2858429081840556755_n.jpeg" /></a>.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH5DiwmqIF_QbGQkwyOZofrpLmUdfSWFSalqhCBY79Xjapa2meCQH9RGRMARodv8ggN8c-WCguN30l2fmvYjOy5jYHTT-Jx3ZamxW-wG6w52_YItqE7lBLBTJzZAF_5yttZHHvg63CYAPBLIXy0HcRXn1jLtL5Nav2P1dzc96B6qnLdIgcwt-0WGhi9Q/s400/269490189_10110706104956737_3277751961662831319_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div>Liv Loves:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-golf cart rides with the big kids</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-playing with our neighbor, Cece</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-"kitty tats"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">--all animals and puppies, especially farm animals</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-playing with your pink kitchen</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-playing hide-and-seek</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-babies and baby dolls</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-tomatoes</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-ice cream</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-swimming (or "float" as you say!), especially hot tubs </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-taking baths (or "ot tub" as you call it)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-mommy's milk ("Milk now please!)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-making messes in La La's (Wa Wa's) room</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-dance class with Miss Darana</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-watching Diana and Roma ("Di Di") on YouTube</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-eggs and bacon</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-spinach artichoke dip from Paul's Place</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-candy!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-drawing ("waw")</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-playing with your baby doll playdough set</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-dresses and shoes ("so coot" - cute)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-standing up on/walking around the big kitchen island</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-playing music and dancing to Alexa</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-being outside</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-jumping on the trampoline</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-lipstick, make-up, and nail polish ("I do it!)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-being with your Nana Karen ("Nana house!)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjMkzl7Hr13lNORD54gOncnLSbvuIAayuR36syrc0vVl5oKo73hUJAPKgWNVrvZsWArOVD_V_TU05lQgJq5g2GONdp1RCO5JMSFcQ_6d7c5h2gV9L-tK8YksbrlRGs5T7szaTBsojX6Hy7IwK6SEs3G1xODZbpaTnyHeekw8uJ_uiSXGXZWfCUhbDMzA/s2048/269795165_10110718212518087_4223925711312258671_n.jpeg" style="display: inline; padding: 1em 0px;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjMkzl7Hr13lNORD54gOncnLSbvuIAayuR36syrc0vVl5oKo73hUJAPKgWNVrvZsWArOVD_V_TU05lQgJq5g2GONdp1RCO5JMSFcQ_6d7c5h2gV9L-tK8YksbrlRGs5T7szaTBsojX6Hy7IwK6SEs3G1xODZbpaTnyHeekw8uJ_uiSXGXZWfCUhbDMzA/s400/269795165_10110718212518087_4223925711312258671_n.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxh_UBQFuEGL78m3LMEISFRfz1XNuV1XJbaNij313aU0QBh3JnByvA6sR3k-n6RcPZib6xtNcMXeZZAaRyuXPuzhAKsaSq_wvwJ4h1A8WpHht2nodFdgbXKb9OSJbsNmSr9wlUFUNGOZ7Tkuuwwj8HNT_T1fqmnCqIvUKbFYq8bTOQYFMDL3PJpjY0tQ/s400/269846268_10110715966349427_7098673449611485877_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My verse for you this year is Psalm 121:7-8</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><i><span class="text Ps-121-7" id="en-NIV-16089" style="background-color: white; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial; font-size: 16px; position: relative;">The <span class="small-caps" style="font-variant-caps: small-caps; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;">Lord</span> will keep you from all harm—</span></i></div><span class="indent-1" style="background-color: white; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="background-color: transparent;"><span class="indent-1"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Ps-121-7" style="position: relative;">he will watch over your life;</span></span></i></div></span><span class="text Ps-121-8" id="en-NIV-16090" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; position: relative;"><span class="versenum" style="display: inline; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial; font-size: 1.2rem; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700; left: -4.4em; line-height: normal; position: absolute; text-align: center; top: auto; vertical-align: text-top;">8 </span><div style="font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><i style="background-color: transparent;"><span class="text Ps-121-8" id="en-NIV-16090" style="position: relative;">the <span class="small-caps" style="font-variant-caps: small-caps; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;">Lord</span> will watch over your coming and going</span></i></div><div style="font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 0.42em; font-style: normal; line-height: 0; text-align: left;"> </span><span class="text Ps-121-8" style="font-style: normal; position: relative; text-align: left;">both now and forevermore.</span></div><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><i style="background-color: transparent;"><span class="text Ps-121-8" style="position: relative;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Your name means "shelter" or "protection" in Old Norse, and the Lord has protected you and been your shelter since the day you were born and you had to go to the NICU. One morning, I was backing out of the garage and you got out the side door. You hadn't turned two yet, and there's no way I could have heard your little voice, but I heard you very loudly...almost as if you were talking in my ear or like you were in the back seat. I almost put the car in drive and pulled out to work, but something made me put it in park. Your little voice continued to talk and so I turned about and asked myself if you had gotten in the car and were hiding. I kept hearing you talk, but you were no where in the car. I got out and there you stood...silent and standing right in front of my car where I couldn't even see you. The Lord was your shelter from harm that day. And there have been several other incidents where the Lord has protected you and made a shelter over you. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">My prayer is that He will ALWAYS be your refuge and shelter, and that He will continue to protect you from harm all the days of your life.</span></div><div style="font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Noto Sans", sans-serif, Arial; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><i style="background-color: transparent;"><span class="text Ps-121-8" style="position: relative;">.....</span></i></div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0; text-align: left;"> </span><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcT2rAtOwpNv4EEEy53gOYzn5EkzOrKszG6wpFHSC-wt5cMAxe5yhre33LKM7ve-4UGt20OzIaNm5wLeMrGEMCZsPqqfGIKKJPpEAenKWKOomqSGqpXvbrfiAMei0J7RRxm-m3xg63QRZPY9zxHGgUrmOBQpjLGlx9kFDC3lOQkxkuLdcqEAksRVghig/s400/270028689_10110724713130807_751795479317831568_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijA8hHV8KIfryQEi6dULjbgKFROQ78pnSuZfGnZhguNMUQATfXNx5y4aotaQ7P3zy49QrtgJ5x2ryaMvU-KQxfOontRj493jq0NxO6C0yo3QML4y3nN9PoUgUHgnuMZoSFjvYT7LZV-ZhePWZndHd3biuTHLrEyAnrC9eULDJwwTdMn5eWHpHRwF-1hg/s400/270043183_10110725618381677_5437348726889180848_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I love your so much, Livi Mae, and I truly cannot imagine our family without you. You are full of energy, full of life, and full of determination..but guess what? So is your mama. You give me a run for my money, and I think I've finally found my match. You love pulling hair and sometimes biting, which makes for a very difficult time getting you in your car seat. You know what you want, and you know how to get it...a girl after your mama's own heart. You can definitely hold your own around our crazy Ruckus, and we are all just crazy about the baby!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2g7pQZnRPB4AWpAgjJPNhzjyNmS3ARi3lOeoRqGJU9KtTaHXbo7W7Fkrtg23FgEuqxyBpLUJAlAzOvLdmk7_9_STn8MSyfBI01WXddBhfb3zSEJJNOLudlKSLIomClC4Bribbr4OkRlT38fsZK6GWgAZ45sM-gdrUPX7ijy_eZgxyA2qmhtf2LCFkGw/s400/270251401_10110729602053367_7466468473785785204_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love you forever and always, my Liv -</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mommy</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWEs5LmaDEefaH-XwSzhX1t-SllqQxXSZvXqnmhCmSxq_J3xtePzefl2W6blNMNX2y-I9QiTC-ICgI-eG-8A4-JodXt-ohnvm1am18_WtVxTr2fgl-H-NURBChLuJxsMbRdxE1u-H4LXUops4IB1IrwPFqSjDz2SfHlRaDT1EZd5BPr30rYltpiKiJqQ/s960/273462809_10110808260990227_941803169955042312_n.jpeg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWEs5LmaDEefaH-XwSzhX1t-SllqQxXSZvXqnmhCmSxq_J3xtePzefl2W6blNMNX2y-I9QiTC-ICgI-eG-8A4-JodXt-ohnvm1am18_WtVxTr2fgl-H-NURBChLuJxsMbRdxE1u-H4LXUops4IB1IrwPFqSjDz2SfHlRaDT1EZd5BPr30rYltpiKiJqQ/s400/273462809_10110808260990227_941803169955042312_n.jpeg" /></a></div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-91015206808279349902022-04-07T20:39:00.005-07:002024-02-21T14:38:13.699-08:00Letter to My Birthday Boy: 13 Years Old<div class="separator"><div class="separator" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij46ha_hDS9Gl2UnumgWe1CS42Dhd5LYlymrSQvrP-st3pq57NYG6FfeN-tZ13GJ0dLYFCiPJ7evgivEam5iYTkcharqvAqV-dC348qEfjzWKoVXUWqU0wbxfiSSWIBdhNETRChHyWVoZm1faNNwhB-O4LcP-IcF2ruCBbgnWLy_gb3Tpsxntnp20uYQ/s2048/175111569_10110132066828747_282448199507899313_n.jpeg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="1680" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij46ha_hDS9Gl2UnumgWe1CS42Dhd5LYlymrSQvrP-st3pq57NYG6FfeN-tZ13GJ0dLYFCiPJ7evgivEam5iYTkcharqvAqV-dC348qEfjzWKoVXUWqU0wbxfiSSWIBdhNETRChHyWVoZm1faNNwhB-O4LcP-IcF2ruCBbgnWLy_gb3Tpsxntnp20uYQ/s400/175111569_10110132066828747_282448199507899313_n.jpeg" width="400" /></a>.....</div><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="1366" data-original-width="1034" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidZd8yCFTOGE0NCsjpmKYXfLVZRop6itF6kAd1wRz-k780mLcai6xdnotOZssilD8CaQiwmmPA8D-ARbgSTC2Urg6GgIyNYbe7nYnq-sl6WLFEJAIvNNBaPlvGaF2rMGmTozS6Rdr0MvfMgcgnkNPmuF9E2tbyyGOokS1WDTfIEFfGeeGLqyvISSQB9g/s400/168437570_10110079410008437_3901643207266461934_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;">.....</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdJ-6pGNRTzLzmjn_WDV2bg1TRQhh1HwcHRdyGE-UFvSdJOoj0WoxkZlF_fb82ymbtmO_W-9Q96tAmOCIJfgu1sQ0dejXkJQI7itgA0FuPelBk6cB_xAFBpYgwVgxF2IcqFbvU771bCHMff0Rtx4--z825DdrmappdR79MtAMjQK_7TjWAAo5zBy1pdQ/w300-h400/162072536_10110026421547737_975697094864588700_n.jpeg" width="300" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">Reid - my firstborn son and now my TEENAGER,</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> You came into this world 13 years ago fast, intense, and upside down. You kicked really hard with your little breech legs and broke my water a full month early! And you've been rocking my world ever since! You are driven, competitive, athletic, intelligent, decisive, and hard-working, but my favorite thing about you is your empathy. You feel deeply for others are are quick to identify needs. I see Jesus in the way you help and befriend others, especially those who are really struggling. I absolutely love that about you.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span>.....</span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgak9xnUlqzkU7MfIipaN_uKZEf8Wx_rrOjKvaVpCkYMPs0RF9s60oXbwf45WEAmOd1hUg4TlwnFNyUxNw1H9a5cEy3y90p6kKxaCscggxXz17_HoKUfq106sqz6tQAg7jxGFokzjNhDdgk4bktgAVQ4xx3Oz7CLak3NDjl2UnfuGlYS9wshSeSjqch_g/s2048/178580185_10110132066584237_2333267292155794617_n.jpeg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgak9xnUlqzkU7MfIipaN_uKZEf8Wx_rrOjKvaVpCkYMPs0RF9s60oXbwf45WEAmOd1hUg4TlwnFNyUxNw1H9a5cEy3y90p6kKxaCscggxXz17_HoKUfq106sqz6tQAg7jxGFokzjNhDdgk4bktgAVQ4xx3Oz7CLak3NDjl2UnfuGlYS9wshSeSjqch_g/s400/178580185_10110132066584237_2333267292155794617_n.jpeg" width="400" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj3JoHYU2t7F9sG0sBZaAaNPdpaexIPD6bS7_v0eEr_wzpkpV-TNcdNTY9TAIQ-ymL39TCQcqmfezMlHJOihO_REm5SeY4ko00YtV2RyLHptC0WjFawJWJ_pCVAbSymqs8qZ5WJzrTjSZmyW8Aekus3GxFayYvjBaBrCI-qKEuAcDazsM4PHKIeeq52g/s400/180573087_10110147805418487_3311382909541210721_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZJJ5W5Gw9XW01DyxQKLX4aQvETcvOIwCGvovaorzXsr42HpEYMhbav0-3lHfsL0GnFXSj9dPqKnR7P_dk3jwsJkSUoOlHheEJT_8CUlOCJUk6OTDuRajfebdW5JIRhxtzk72ygszl5qtmMMRVTKir1q11CJnd9Ruz-GlB_p4DaPFUfygjFNvRtISe_g/s400/181275038_10110147806920477_4461245225108857101_n.jpeg" /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">You love to play sports and XBOX, and you're always up for a challenge, but your favorite thing in the world is spending time outdoors and fishing. Most of your spring and summers are spent near the water looking for lunkers.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgFvQ64SdZdnCzCagIVFRjOUi86LHjl1baxTSCk7I1K3AX2c85RYWlMvSalb8vG_KrK9SQyt0BNMTSMdPkpSINyQGkbfEa4of-uGVJe7dZswoayQMzom65GijoRHZsG1lU-Nueh5FjZpkzJiDrPqVbOXC2hB2dcLhipHjftdK4v6tC6AW2jgktN6cf6Q/s400/182260251_10110156022616157_7363526054979271306_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmziw3dtSmAMFFhgb9Xt0Lnj7Fi5N2EsbVYV77uhoKvJozvfNwdG5N-5wt5ZMYslF441M7cLjzXGCeEsgbjP5ADZUahUYugsSdote34qn8n7GmRfJf9ZU17FcRnq4r4aEghERKEsrJKMNjbZb-2jYjYYsIyQ2cBsVs8FrYzmx-VGymh_H2MA_0uvUy8w/s400/182704150_10110161275354627_5976249518711872637_n.jpeg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiniGUtVculhYrUIaWRa8f0p1XZyROzYUe9_6-CmUPeOrGESozWrjSdYP9L9Zu5rJzVtyAnOoTsk7HgrWPwPW0o7m_gSalg7wvgc9DfoOh4CXFUaiZjVEm7vU2MYKjWZsyMFIfZbag2Mthw7tlUQAgA3OeKucMxzLFoAN_4PXiYbuq92-9RarDpcYdAvg/s400/186508128_10110200364359947_4823042904200149440_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1526" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8WOX94lpb7DUXgBdUKZfkOgHtZbdbl74bqsBfnxrp6r6AIxpEjcHmDb_DGuyayv0NijkYx3QzEi9DMsGVFvI7Af3mT3nANqFB3MMURjCVnDKnf_FOI8-0quekybvfpAcsPXb7RHtDnfHzYLaKwQYLPhaqET3D5W3purhzIPpkb8XiE7VVlF4LjFo1Bg/s400/186522316_10110200367987677_6529123169490860350_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1152" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm_GMKhpHoQiKVEKQ3vYpeNhIdhUZeSa77gb-XiieIiX43K5XSc9Z-U0spBYcBw4H1-QFcsW_TdVOhc-y5t1n7AVAXKVGOWPPRqW-ef1HxMyuIuAVirdPxG7q8JGCpCtPhT8PJdx1Iu5Vu0BobJCofR5eaEOISNzHr4ezDwtpAcTnHMpY8w7YpPZCQrA/s400/241221527_10110481720839307_7845609653212483402_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My prayer for you as you enter this new stage of life as a young man is that you continue to learn more about God and grow in faith and wisdom, so that you will not only become a great fisherman, but a great fisher of men.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><i><span style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;">And He said unto them, “Follow Me, and I will make you </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #5f6368; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;">fishers of men</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;">.” </span></i></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><i><span style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;">Matthew 4:19</span></i></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVSEfbpU9RMjrqwe3JiA1db_fkrcz3j2NMLI9uC0_LEltI7N4wcoMLHEdDSryciK_jEdaZ6dGDZGHSBH7xkTB6NEAOPbRtlLSDvr4lJ8_PRUgyxkwLgnyhUb-aexKckYoAk7I-8bNS_FVvLIZbdOAzJrjDP6-2qu8KxuPmlpqMu_qUOI8dejwJ-RQXsw/s400/241565723_10110481720010967_4577488072020924181_n.jpeg" width="400" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love you so much, Reid Jackson, and I hope your 13th birthday is the best one yet! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Always and forever - Mom</div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-43676906311130325922022-04-07T20:38:00.008-07:002022-04-13T22:47:36.213-07:00Letter to My Birthday Baby Boy: 7 Years Old<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji6d9pdUFVsAFuJVGs4w4ytC6t69j3-yOvHxWVUTGn4jCIgpG_IKo5fsk5SaVCeKL08oz_Ji2SoDnmBENOal7jWPGT_Q7mPfloOOL4EHQYzizjliWfALPXA9HKzfMwed3gb2bDd8IMxiSOuTwUv_wXDJn8Nv_-NwuafOhQXR2VwH3y43LNsKWOccNt_g/s400/161588059_10110021813567167_648174792991488170_n.jpeg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">My sweet Rush,</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span> I'm behind on my birthday letters, so I'm writing this a little late. Seven has been the most precious age for you. You have the sweetest and most pleasant personality, and everyone just adores you. You love being outdoors, and on most of our hikes or adventures you'll have your shirt and shoes off...enjoying nature and soaking up your surroundings. You remind me of Mowgli in the jungle book...fun and free spirited. You're not afraid of anything, and you love adventures and to try new things. </span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span>.....</span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPOQHh0Z-G1--i1pOj0Qd5itge3fe6GGuLjty0klUP6afULhpGjFCFn1O57PLMxBe5m5rfgkUD01faBlfIXDuI-qy_6RNAHz7se1YwxV49OK4lO9TWlYPjFXMFwnhDbsWjIrNLenRzM_iMNXwkEDMmvvUUsHN9JVRON4P5xV-XJ5LOrCZT6iIK_NQ0Gw/s400/162332263_10110026421482867_2225706710050160631_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">You love basketball and you couldn't wait to have a Michael Jordan birthday party. You're at the age where you are wanting to start hanging out with friends, and we invited several boys to go to Urban Air and then come back to our house to hang out and play. You get along so well with others, and everyone loves to be around you. You started doing some private basketball lessons with Reid, and your ball handling skills are excellent for your age! You love dunking on your little basketball goal, and trying lots of trick dunks. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1752" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtGy9PTBLqtnaYD9YlVosmF6HXA6HgpRADeUij33NefqAkjbaiHclEd6gfEMg3MrK7hF5fRqjzfdfKA3JLVwbmm1NIk78I0K5Acrxw0CmF-l_2ZQItVbD0agP_d987EBE38-1RV973w1Xy0sNFVLd5bX-RP8oVQYISylHizdv8hJ3IKj2wyPdUKTQIFg/s400/163054252_10110030971953687_3501604527517132552_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmp9HCdBVS1KJZejZyM-N6jYjtU8XGjtBcp2UrLHu5gsdk1F-aD4R-awIXgXuM5g1C4Xq9RRQqU_sx-owQn8vpreaJAygiztsBy4Ir77XPEZ9Bz3n8wilNGzR_ntKyNBTmRcTEke93RSnla_U-adlGeXoyZdzUp2CAIc3YF_GelIlef0vBYHDMkhYYmQ/s400/164923888_10110045726026407_5588506256040912012_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">You played soccer this year, and you have the fastest feet! You were extremely good at it, but your favorite sports are still wrestling and basketball. You love your Kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Wilder, and you say she's "the best teacher ever!" You taught her what being "the goat" means, and she calls you "The Goat!" She loves your heart for the Lord, and introduced you to your new favorite book called "The Three Trees." You love learning about Jesus, and you love being the one to lead us in prayer during our family Bible studies. You are a little sponge and you soak up every little bit of information that you hear!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="1366" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4vLdS3eYH1XcRT0xEGnjegKqEb_NZyMQO4yU__y4rWH9_C21FtfQOui4ZcMByyUL2p6IDGGW8hbSDdAReT3s3KhVKRxAz6WSV-A_mjc-mXA2g0YsfzogfiVcj2b4TI29P5gK3Q5cI93kAi4dvsi3NcOuaQelpJ3ZfjeIX0gBz3cAN5KIZVQ5KbuM9TQ/s400/175371498_10110114609977417_7292477904795216237_n.jpeg" width="400" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="1366" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggVnMPsyajtl1wB-800GceBaoPhlOPaloF31aRXVMin4TYPcV8BsQRDSDUxmJrmXdQVhZ6_QrCkntNU7_DNgliQpwcN1oqz0kCFEd2WyIaxvZMoxW3K6vyK9RcruRnxn6T7QORMWRVNes5_P4rpduubDTyAPvE3joMildSbl4dwLZLiRUv3Zc0X6Vpqw/s400/175642932_10110114608934507_3469707656786117413_n.jpeg" width="400" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is my verse for you for the year...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #555555; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: 0.75px; text-align: left;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: 800;"><br /></span></span></span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #555555; font-size: 15px; letter-spacing: 0.75px; text-align: left;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: 800;">"...and will give our attention to prayer and the ministry of the word.”</span></span>.....</span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">Acts 6:4</span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><br /></span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">My prayer is that you always love to pray and talk to the Lord. I pray that you will always hunger for the Word and enjoy learning about Jesus. I know God has big plans for you in helping to further his Kingdom!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">.....</span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpZuH6QjXKkwxUhYsoKZ9zOeko9qAK1sf_sLWUwTzBoBh3mwjMUgG1O2SGAVaCdXuqlQLN8QMK0ZLNuYB8NWM25qlM_FkUj_Vj2RP2Pj1Gt-KFHagoUCTzuY0m9DwznQSK1mjTEYwzir1neDEvzTTqzbvdpZAGYxL_K1cbn8uxjd22aN6NwM5j--d-lQ/s400/182074086_10110155848654777_4199431803298943059_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You will always be my baby boy. I love you so very much!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Mommy</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzNPTi12-pE9hdjO3KF-f2PBYxlGJEns8Ai5zjOEwTiqnyepwYVicRVq1mi6Xh1Hrn1S94m_72Nx1JyX6WUARI1Hy4oMXps1ih3YS-JzS5GiM2QWWJZ4Xp7vobgiIusICLV0NSJAjpAXgzgWpF8NU62vl53tNVlMQ0gW3V9ff4MqSuC-J8mhIPbT_BQg/s400/188922170_10110204481035097_3212772927886798450_n.jpeg" /></div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-42681153392022678162022-04-07T20:38:00.007-07:002022-04-13T22:31:13.907-07:00Letter to My Birthday Baby Boy: 8 Years Old<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWFMlo_5k0jxr79PpTeVY09_PE_Z0DNdpvh_3j2SvIfUrBgafK-6NeacQDfUwPat7knLgV-KNzFBadOed4uPzJjCJYAX1fyLahoaou_s3nrTboQmV8Ide8PQTaMJh1xYhxKvPNd7UzrSKf15ltJbVGD0xm1dF3q9NwS80nFGIay5PWdfuy7dzO7Hvqxw/s400/276023024_10110881939353197_8897912879646550419_n.jpeg" /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My Rushton Jeb,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span> I can't believe you are EIGHT! It has been so much fun watching you grow this year. You've fallen in love with the sport of wresting and we love watching you do your thing! You got second at state, and got first place at every novice meet. You have the most kind-hearted, tender personality, but when you are on that mat you are a beast! You show amazing strength that's under control (like the work "meek" in the verse in Matthew), and you are so calm and collected. You are determined, and disciplined, and so responsible. You never complain about going to wrestling practice, and you give it all you've got at every practice and during every conditioning session. You weigh yourself and keep track of your weight, and you never have to be reminded to get your homework done. You're the first one dressed in the morning, and you rarely gripe or complain. You're such a joy, and your daddy and I love that we get to be your parents. </span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span>.....</span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="853" data-original-width="1280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEm0evNQ2jKV_pqAo2DlgTBGzlqGRyS7ZqKc72MBN0h1zBKu0Xg_4uKrDqYXqVT3ulSd_iLkvItEy15ri8KYDp3ejmVie6WNoBtf6Ea4xz_nSN6lZRSITpqe0OGYs7ZlrE3wTcN7WB2HORBwwK0dB6Y5VSpY-zcFYxwVnaI37N9So4HCffr1FM0mpcbg/s400/271090245_10110739623435437_4424808840356060441_n.jpeg" width="400" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="853" data-original-width="1280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGtcBk_NXcmAAljGAZRSkTLpXZp_hT8C1uTT5QlS-Dy9-yLgq2PCLmdCA0GQQh7jBab8g0eWVFEjPHKl8w7ueBts5KgIyHFAndJGty5FjATXOQE7yhlT9clminNhEk-wbOyWaaTDYGdHB_8xSsEC9M8pdAkjk4TSgszoVXxBkIGy6SyoxMMBhy5ZTZsQ/s400/272963301_10110796139222347_5663668600554083165_n.jpeg" width="400" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpWf8Sp0KCfQak-x3xyu0Q819u09BDQcXr-7KZqdhuE6XNwzN-dh7k7a2ZyAf5oSiPbbGSG0fV9ID9UjElu16qvmN0iUCV3z1MAJfcvsqnq7XFFmIVEiZ873UP_Sj2smKRPnn1CWzBG0pNxCG4RHdgh90qNPVf0GQ-TVlCP-m_42lVLxKBD0ECte7ZLw/s400/273018444_10110795505652027_1130222176438688982_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div>You're super smart, and you finished your "Math Masters" within the very first week. Your 1st grade teacher says you are reading on almost a 4th grade level and you're doing 3rd grade math. You are the fastest kid in your grade, and you were chosen to represent Grove in the Shawnee Little Olympics to run the 50 yard dash as the Grove mascot. You have lots of friends from many different circles...school, wrestling, baseball team, church...and everyone loves to hang out with you! You have a magnetic personality, with a quiet and sweet spirit, but you're also athletic, tough, and all-boy! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq5fFwqu_ZAJi-2kjMCdLuYuA0aRWQ8X2LUBbQVcCn5Y3mawBRQOBoC06cpIkbn8quJP9V3IFVWAr3LXvZYmki9hfAOEsHm4mI_KzerSymN7WFvug_EcjQwortcl0aKUWqM4_IBg0ZruINxW0lAVYUO34rPJAZYSEa1kgOU7hH41nf5CAgvi17UYk_aQ/s400/248373862_10110601827669257_4069556752168589258_n.jpeg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">I'm starting to really notice this year just how much your personality is like your daddy's. You're cautious and hesitant until you figure something out completely, and then you are more confident and begin to thrive in a situation....whether it be sports, a new experience or skill, or a social situation. You love being outside and hanging out with Reid and the older boys, and they're good to let you tag along and join in on their shenanigans around the neighborhood. You love all sports and sports trivia, and we've nicknamed you "Sports Center" because you seriously know every sports fact - especially when it comes to basketball and basketball players! You love talking about Michael Jordan, Kobe Bryant, and Shaq, and you even got to go to a Thunder vs Bucks game for your birthday and watch Giannis play in floor seats!</div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidxVqpmMuDsdKmIHccXNTnxtPRMN5M0zVldl3SzKZ5pnV5HYhcPAdDOQbfryZcJn8BHqtZ5Gy_pWGN0RMFskltGJ6c-oCsVH7kZDvFOOpyTdVV8cx-eQqEJmmFPV7mqpncKt897uK2RGNg7g5BweVRrwL42xW4VcgLuG17CEcpN8xgvp5dam22ai08ZA/s400/277108913_10110889962015717_7767966625247231166_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHAWROFJzMNG5vlobpwk1Q_fqSqhESMkpsf8r0MVNiBMw7VFN3QZZOmL2ic6IAHovclEbjMkMGb1Be2We5ivlqlbUOphtM1L5fDq_1etaUrASMtn589ss1nX302e9ZbeySGiSpvOYVVSHVW4zxRw82F0fX7sFxaHryUJlCM3h7MLtixDCxBZd2K5Qdgw/s400/277563656_10110910288246787_7778801854517180573_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">You like singing Kanye West songs with Reid, and playing 2K and hunting games on the XBOX. You love to collect basketball and football cards with Reid, and then organize them all and see how much they're worth. You also love watching YouTube videos and eating Chick-Fil-A and junk food! You hate dressing up and most of the time can be caught wearing sweat pants and a Champion shirt. One of my favorite things about you is your long, textured, wavy blonde hair and your big brown eyes. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAXqVxYl8vPVKT0qY0SypTuEgPBlAzyTMwZh20ZdCvF58enPxcoQBWB9es7du1g_wnHD5VhiZoPMGG1grWb32eGN93h6UBvf9npBK_aQGts7Lqsg-MnX7S6w52TxUNzQgmmae7M_ydZe5VXAozyBlsNnNSrD7TKzArhpz-LvcjI0wijIbF2qT45JbSEg/s400/277733214_10110910332238627_2087521713494081784_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is my verse I've chosen for you for this year...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>"Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth."</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Meekness... not weakness, but "strength under control"...like a well trained war horse or a wise warrior knowing when to draw his sword and when to keep it in his sheath.</div><p style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 8px 0px !important;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">One article explains that to be meek is to be gentle, humble, lowly. “The meek are the ‘gentle’… those who do not assert themselves over others in order to further their own agendas in their own strength, but who will nonetheless inherit the earth because they trust in God to direct the outcome of events.” (ESV Study Bible notes). And one commentary states</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"> – meek people don’t envy, don’t retaliate, and exercise patience in the face of adversity. </span></p><p style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 8px 0px !important;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">My prayer for you is that you'll always possess Biblical meekness. That you will be strong and courageous, but also cautious, calm, and humble. </span></p><p style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 8px 0px !important; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">.....</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">\<img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrTdWlmQmzkiyRfR4Y7T2bFPhL59uEqWufiAuq8N1pCt9jcISwxw7m-0Gu_9luyuJS58aVCgFdVbwBemIGJmJSTIZ5xu6sbsems_vdDZOg2UqjsaSZGx5nNy9Lb8qFLQbKaoF1X_DQOGKKFcoe9h73EFNOKtOIc2-c4LMAaKudoK8hL8o1Yif1YfcoTQ/s400/277745742_10110910330571967_8955498814541945257_n.jpeg" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love you so much and you will always be my baby boy - </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mama</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3AdAioTqW1FQly0jks40tSd0m58CCFMYR9I4vRhPSJlNbT69x4wgyyEfY6a9eXbaYxOHBxMkudit2zbQ61TgeIiK29Tc2CKxZQmxg7NvU1WVTDTjF_m-tIW1aptY58_H7sSmz3i77QkFUOeNP421B3B3YKV6kicYJ_TMm1_TTxBvApPsbGbdkodp63Q/s400/277767982_10110910330996117_735679011839693710_n.jpeg" /></div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-41881710831546841102021-05-09T17:49:00.008-07:002022-04-07T20:33:03.077-07:00Letter to My Birthday Baby Girl: 1 Year Old<img alt="" height="284" id="id_bcb7_6054_8b7a_d042" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/4szbclHRAUaHjKbhX5kP08kCjiJng2ckyTLJAh_N1orGPJF9AvfEr2tmDbfzfxa6JZc=w400-h284" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" width="400" /><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">Darling Liv,</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The moment I knew I was pregnant with you, I fell to my knees in the hallway outside of my bedroom and praised Jesus. I had been praying fervently for you, and those two pink lines meant that God was saying, "yes." The year before had been a tough one...a year of waiting, and praying, and wondering, after a traumatic miscarriage that shook me to my core. My mind told me that one more was too many and that I could't go through it again if I were to lose another baby, but my heart was telling me that God had other plans...you...our rainbow baby...God's promise fulfilled...the cherry on top...new life in our family...our Liv. </div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_ccce_7c_69a3_527d" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/Lmm4AxODQ0PpR4Lkn7qWciMfD8gdbcxtQ46GdyE8j8aQd66D07xt-6GGq1npiws1EP0" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">Livi Mae McKenzie, you are the best communicator. I've known from the moment you were placed in my arms what you wanted and didn't want. You are a mama's girl through and through, and are attached to me at the hip. You love to nurse, you love to spend time with me, and you sleep on my chest or across my neck like a scarf...and I've loved every minute! I tell people that God made you extra clingy and not a good sleeper, so I would know that you for sure were the last one! You are high maintenance and a spit fire, and daddy says you're going to be just like your mama...a girl who knows what she wants and gets it! You are super social and love being around people. You wave and blow kisses to everyone in the grocery store, and you melt hearts with those baby blues and that blonde hair. Everyone says you need to be a model because you are such a beautiful baby!</div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_ef4f_5d71_ca2e_a41d" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/kZTSMOyLe3LmdHxLwMsMjYsId02c0MUg7APOf-w4iaBpkXs-UXSNeoVWqrg7jll9IvM" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_6ffe_734a_de6b_de65" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/cLL7AE9bEa6_Zit1sWgCK4iv3PcprohcCQs1-7C122-zvaEa2iNTNbmByqm40HM1QFY" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_8210_b9a9_5799_53c1" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/zY706F90t8sH8X02Uoh_jTAEhNm1ZMqwzbv_wwaVwN23QuMh85rHGf1YbgqkVO7k2C4" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_137e_10d5_38c9_de2d" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/Go2HheJmC9lZ6URkyPDfYgfIv_feCK4PVnl1OKh7jm71JZAV13WyyftoPN0MEum4eiQ" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">I've enjoyed every single moment of your first year. I can hardly write this without crying because I don't want you to grow up. You are my last baby, and I wish I could keep you a baby forever. As the saying goes, it truly goes go by so fast. You love your brothers and sister so much, and we've all enjoyed watching your milestones and seeing you grow! </div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_f9b0_fefc_47ad_c598" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/d_TRLqrBhXP61YxO8ec6LUvXZ-_NW0X-DR7BpmPCzVpXBAjhnR3dEtuRGOsOrg7l4xc" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_87cb_bac5_6053_22da" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/DBFnKvcGuzDlfrwB9tZiZxbrGsH9J2G9kADa7rrO8k8xToC8Dh__JCyhiiDOsI-7_NQ" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_9c08_3a06_dc6f_f837" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/KAT04lJ6whRLPe9wCQukOW2P78HIdNvai1ahDQWBL-AzNyZYtsDZAUU0tgikz3AWn1I" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_a569_d71f_ea94_44aa" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/zrt1jZgIDx1WGbN69Z5K6aVYSSSY5jDdD2TQKlKilKuYA5Hi_l9D4EuwVDM9nGW-tSs" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_8be7_43a5_b0ae_cb9b" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/Wqbz4-8cU4O3MrblpN4cqhybL0ixEeel1R2glybIJxtNnulUVwUzKpCvE3kU9Jza5hM" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_aceb_c282_1ab8_11b6" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/H2-wzun9Q1G3AMHJ9HK_fSyz9WR2KtiPedZ0yTcUDCJ7Q5EyaWiCJGICqZxCWXDjyCI" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_ca49_6906_2138_5d20" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/TmahiAKc0aYSXKCfPj5rYo4UBIIyvqf0YkCZJlkjZSYfobrCa6ALvLDjDzua109vbTk" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_6c10_6942_7c71_ea5b" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/nqxPf7UwJTMHExGwD9hq5YZ3WoTUoQyEs8Ww7zvgDxyxdXeAWchTTnPABdOCbBwThKs" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_c1ec_11d3_b1e5_274e" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/YSuq7clkI8JlVIiYzfQMTgsGJr0EwB5mLhwYsRCevgtAMQLR_KgKWtxgxFLrONOTkuI" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_aaef_d67f_e98c_ded4" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/0cpMYiAHDCgoR0WCq7BVAfAT3quLxYVAxkYKry0HldTdwIr6g-tkkVOA93aquxrdOZY" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">....</div><img alt="" id="id_4510_445b_b343_162d" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/ebieh-XOqxy3ovplei-JubC3hbHZRi5WLX496mMShUjya7K5KDOKg7UjQ9TfE81pAqY" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_88ad_ac74_580c_1890" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/h8Jvz5wnLc_K5mFib8Rx0576yzbpkLJC6Xskp6zXhMOw8csfknGEWUSFH5HW27Pw83k" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_6e53_2606_1564_1aff" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/k6HOJLAb98JrvPWAJY8mpX4EbmSG54Lw0oLRwoDEKJgKfmTeZb67VshuAc_OkNZf70c" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_2e02_6f4e_1220_6569" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/iqTTMak9gw_BjV3x1o4z4va7iJtQWbfIpHbOPqEQDkkZhDzQntT6Cfcc_aufnM1W75U" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_ba7c_f582_f1b9_9a7c" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/CCBFrKrVtMZU8AHpkYoHFfBZsi4UGF6soDTHaEz8BSbOWxt960ABREyOOzDIxv703aM" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div><img alt="" id="id_9770_aff_ef8b_8e46" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/qm-nhiEj6dkvbKOF6eMk7IaLAgqZWSH8FlQVHNwz9NjYB06cFTawomom8DscMCY96jQ" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">My verse for you for your first year of life is your life verse: </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(0, 19, 32); color: #001320; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>But I am like a green olive tree in the house of God. I trust in the steadfast love of God forever and ever.</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(0, 19, 32); color: #001320; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>Psalm 52:8 </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(0, 19, 32); color: #001320; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #001320;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(0, 19, 32);">My biggest prayer is that you love Jesus with all of your heart, soul, and mind, and that he will be your Lord and Savior. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(0, 19, 32); color: #001320; font-family: Roboto, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">.....</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(0, 19, 32); color: #001320; font-family: Roboto, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">.</span><img alt="" id="id_986b_39f0_bb00_2a3b" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/JG-f8clUl_q0CNPcUtVK9Z4tuGQ1u9QEqAbtnojMgrRpHuoSGDQAOVchZm0hiDlUo6o" style="height: auto; text-align: left; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Livi loves:</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Russell (our white lab)</div><div style="text-align: center;">-mam's milk</div><div style="text-align: center;">-baths</div><div style="text-align: center;">-tomatoes</div><div style="text-align: center;">-being outside</div><div style="text-align: center;">-swinging</div><div style="text-align: center;">-singing and dancing, especially singing "Happy Birthday" and "Puppy Dog Pals"</div><div style="text-align: center;">-climbing or being on top of the counter or kitchen island</div><div style="text-align: center;">-reading books, especially the musical Christmas book "Up on the Housetop"</div><div style="text-align: center;">-scribbling on paper</div><div style="text-align: center;">-playing with mommy's boobies, lol!</div><div style="text-align: center;">-playing in LaLa's room</div><div style="text-align: center;">-going to dance class</div><div style="text-align: center;">-riding the golf cart</div><div style="text-align: center;">-opening and closing doors</div><div style="text-align: center;">-watching Barney</div><div style="text-align: center;">-farm animals, really any animal! </div><div style="text-align: center;">-jumping on the trampoline</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Dr. Pepper</div><div style="text-align: center;">-brushing her teeth</div><div style="text-align: center;">-riding in her stroller for walks</div><div style="text-align: center;">-birds</div><div style="text-align: center;">-night time snacking with mommy</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Bibs pacifiers</div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img alt="" id="id_649b_19bf_eb34_308" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/NvjCZFshmb5KYnEJw2eF6CxyTk21I7cLPDsCf1GWWOlco5NzECiuOwbG70TztLE4XUk" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">Somewhere over the rainbow, </span><br style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">skies are blue</span><br style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">And the dreams that you dare to dream </span><br style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">Really do come true. </span><br style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;" /><br />The last night you were in the NICU, I got to spend the night with you and it was just the two of us. I held you all night and sang "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" to you, and cried as I prayed and thanked Jesus for your precious life.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">Happy 1st Birthday, Livi Mae!</span></span></div><div><span style="color: #050505; font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); font-size: 15px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="color: #050505; font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); font-size: 15px;">Always and forever my baby and my dream come true...I love you.</span></span></div><div><span style="color: #050505; font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); font-size: 15px;">Mama</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); font-size: 15px;">.....</span></span></div><div><img alt="" id="id_a640_d026_e9e7_43b8" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/P_xyScw3n-4_8dc5QLnRBX6fIzs-z_EQM22g1BMqYA0d76-e7ZItTmZjFkwd_I5yFqA" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">.....</span></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /> </div></div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-14654992846584074682021-05-09T17:21:00.003-07:002022-04-07T20:32:46.985-07:00Liv's birth story.<p><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">Nothing about that day went as planned, but God continues to teach my type A personality the lesson that He is in control. I went into labor early and on my own with all four of my kids, however, they scheduled my c-section with Liv two weeks early because of my history and the risks associated with a 4th c-section. Jeb was excited that for the first time he may get to wake up, drink his coffee, take a shower, and drive to the hospital going the speed limit...but in true Ruckus fashion, that didn’t happen.</span><span class="pq6dq46d tbxw36s4 knj5qynh kvgmc6g5 ditlmg2l oygrvhab nvdbi5me sf5mxxl7 gl3lb2sf hhz5lgdu" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; display: inline-flex; font-size: 15px; height: 16px; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle; width: 16px;"><br></span><br style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">I took Rush to a birthday party that afternoon, and when I realized I was zoning out and could no longer focus on the conversation with the other moms because of my pain, I knew that the baby would be here soon. I left Rush at the party to go lay down at my mom’s, but as soon as I walked across the parking lot to my car, I knew I was in labor. Neither Jeb nor my mom would answer their phones, and by the time I passed OBU I thought I was going to faint and wreck my car! I drove straight to the hospital in Shawnee, parked in the middle of the road, walked up to the ER desk and said, “I’m supposed to deliver at Mercy, but I’m 37 weeks pregnant with my 4th and I think she’s falling out of me right now.”</span><span class="pq6dq46d tbxw36s4 knj5qynh kvgmc6g5 ditlmg2l oygrvhab nvdbi5me sf5mxxl7 gl3lb2sf hhz5lgdu" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; display: inline-flex; font-size: 15px; height: 16px; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle; width: 16px;"><br></span><br style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;"><br style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">I have never seen nurses scurry around that fast, and immediately a young tech was wheeling me upstairs to OB. She asked if I felt the urge to push, and when I said, “Yes! But I don’t want to VBAC on a 4th after 3 c-sections!” She started cussing and praying at the same time.</span><span class="pq6dq46d tbxw36s4 knj5qynh kvgmc6g5 ditlmg2l oygrvhab nvdbi5me sf5mxxl7 gl3lb2sf hhz5lgdu" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; display: inline-flex; font-size: 15px; height: 16px; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle; width: 16px;"><br></span><br style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #050505;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">I asked who was the doctor on call and she told me Dr. Brunnabend was the OB filling in that weekend. I was so confused and said, “My OB is Dr. Brunnabend, but she’s at Mercy.” The nurse said that this was her husband and that he was an OB-GYN as well, and happened to be filling in at Shawnee that weekend! I told the nurse, a veteran OB nurse, that I was so scared and asked, "What if her head is coming out?!" She responded calmly with, "If it is, then congratulations. The hard part is over. I'll catch her, and you successfully did a VBAC after three c-sections." She then checked me, and although my contractions were hard, fast, and a minute apart, (and I felt like she was literally falling out of me) I was only dilated to a two. I felt so stupid for thinking she was falling out.</span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">Dr. Brunnabend was ten minutes away, but he called his wife (my OB) and she told him to send me on up to Mercy and she would deliver me. In the meantime, Jeb arrived to get me back in the car, and we raced up to north OKC with my dad and Reid following close behind! My dad didn’t want me to risk the drive to OKC since my contractions were coming so fast and it was my fourth, but both doctors were confident I would make it in time. I was really, really scared to labor this time after three c-sections, and I was so relieved when I arrived at Mercy OB without having the baby in the car or a ruptured uterus! And I’m so thankful that I went on up there since Liv had to be taken from the OR to the NICU.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="background-color: white;">I hate elevators, but had never been so relieved to be going on that elevator at Mercy. They were already expecting me at OB triage, and they got me all prepped for surgery. My friend Julie Busler came immediately and started taking pictures until they wheeled me back to the OR. I was very nervous, but as the anesthesiologist was putting in my spinal, the song "Memories" by Maroon 5 came on and I listened to the lyrics saying, "and my heart feels like December when somebody says your name," and I thought about my sweet December baby and got excited to tell her her name. Then Lizzo, "Good as Hell," started playing next and I knew it was going to be a fun delivery! Ha! </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="background-color: white;">I was so happy that I got to have a clear drape during the c-section, and as soon as she was delivered I got to her your face. Dr. Brunnabend made a comment about her chubby cheeks and then laid her on my chest and delayed cord clamping. I had never gotten to do skin to skin in the OR and was so excited to do this with my last baby, but she wasn't breathing well and had to go immediately over to the nurses for some respiratory support. Liv had transient tachypnea of the newborn and was breathing way too fast, and had to be taken to the NICU. Her blood sugar was a little low, and I chose for them to give donor breast milk instead of formula to get her blood sugar stabilized. They wheeled me to my room and Jeb looked at me and said, "Are you ok? I need to stay with her." I remember feeling so alone being wheeled down that hallway out of the OR with no baby in my arms. I immediately said, "I need my mom," and as soon as I got to the room Nana Karen was by my side. I remember saying to her, "It's bad, mom," as tears rolled down my face. I had not idea how she was and when, or if, I would get to see her. After they got her stabilized and placed oxygen and a NG tube, they brought her to my room for me to hold her for a bit before going down to the NICU. I put her sweet little face next to mine and just talked to her. I wanted her to hear my voice and know I was there. Her daddy went down to the NICU with her and never left her side. He called me and said, "They're asking if I want to do skin to skin, what should I say?" I said, "Yes!!" And he held her and talked to her as long as they would let him.</span></span></p><p><img id="id_ab65_f55_22ec_8fe" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/F1_JInImRTYCwu_nDmCgxtYLPQCpJ_ESAAmEaXD_dFV_KC3EelQr4rQGV8LhBjMf-QQ" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"></p><p style="text-align: center;">.....</p><div style="text-align: center;"><img id="id_6ae5_f537_d857_ea0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/psIB8Q-oHHCvefxFiwZ2qW1yC9gAY3OWcChLp-CrMM0OOT8aXwyyAqzv4YxYfVF1V5k" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><font face="arial">.....</font></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img id="id_2b23_49d6_a4a5_2e53" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/iIrav6zGLcz7Mi21wYj3zNRLe2IQn6akZwASMcwlHYztU7MPXPRZAQE1AUF2Bda7SdI" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><font face="arial">.....</font></div><span style="font-family: arial;">She pulled out her NG tube in the NICU and never cried when they would start her IVs, and I knew she had a personality like her mama, and was a fighter. As soon as they started letting her have her mama's milk, everything began to stabilize. Every time I would do skin to skin and they would place her on my chest, her respirations would decrease and her numbers would be exactly where they are supposed to be. This girl just needed her mama. After almost a week in the NICU, we got to bring our precious, healthy, baby girl home to meet her siblings. And it was one of the greatest days of my life. </span><div><div style="text-align: center;"><font face="arial">.....</font></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img id="id_a93_3f9a_8aa4_571e" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/NW3T8n8VD-QcTb6341-OdfgdWOxbiu8okYZNSsOlGQFDjSpaR-ZTreSFIvf0L_MpMdw" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><font face="arial">.....</font></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img id="id_bb83_697_a52f_d6a6" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/PIG91CDUGUo62RXsJKbMPyzkqeU0vxI8rYsUwrjePzad1xpcJpCtnkYD0NmexwxZZWA" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><font face="arial">.....</font></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img id="id_6ff4_be64_e4db_96f4" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/Ky3Lz-vBt838_MkvkDg_Zi120Ns1HHwZeEE4PgH68tDNhBBS2UkFn32SimTsCTB8t44" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><font face="arial">.....</font></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img id="id_339f_8225_b7d3_f6de" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/4TXZcLQjoAgfiSsMPZ2yUDXbZ_KUVVJD_pVWwJSbB0LkfHwO8pTpUJFqzZ75gYrV8Dk" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><font face="arial">.....</font></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img id="id_f982_6396_4d24_f10d" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/Dkm--Gc8DeUedaJoyqbU0PHBQepaYzsMv9hrRvCDysD3aOAB72UkeB2sB5gGe9_I1NU" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><font face="arial">.....</font></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">Life has been as crazy, chaotic, and unplanned as the day she was born, but it’s the hard parts of life that make the good days that much sweeter. Liv is a Nordic female name meaning “shelter" or "protection". In modern Norwegian, Swedish, and Danish it is also homophonous with the word "liv" meaning "life". The Lord has protected our sweet Liv, our rainbow baby, from the very beginning and we are so, so grateful for her precious LIFE! </span><span class="pq6dq46d tbxw36s4 knj5qynh kvgmc6g5 ditlmg2l oygrvhab nvdbi5me sf5mxxl7 gl3lb2sf hhz5lgdu" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; display: inline-flex; font-size: 15px; height: 16px; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle; width: 16px;"><img alt="💗" height="16" referrerpolicy="origin-when-cross-origin" src="https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/t6a/1/16/1f497.png" style="border: 0px; width: 16px; height: auto;" width="16" id="id_91a0_6a49_a406_e453"></span><span class="pq6dq46d tbxw36s4 knj5qynh kvgmc6g5 ditlmg2l oygrvhab nvdbi5me sf5mxxl7 gl3lb2sf hhz5lgdu" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; display: inline-flex; font-size: 15px; height: 16px; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle; width: 16px;"><img alt="🌈" height="16" referrerpolicy="origin-when-cross-origin" src="https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/t13/1/16/1f308.png" style="border: 0px; width: 16px; height: auto;" width="16" id="id_eff9_cbcb_ff46_db62"></span><span class="pq6dq46d tbxw36s4 knj5qynh kvgmc6g5 ditlmg2l oygrvhab nvdbi5me sf5mxxl7 gl3lb2sf hhz5lgdu" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; display: inline-flex; font-size: 15px; height: 16px; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle; width: 16px;"><img alt="🕊" height="16" referrerpolicy="origin-when-cross-origin" src="https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/tba/1/16/1f54a.png" style="border: 0px; width: 16px; height: auto;" width="16" id="id_4c79_e314_14cd_3bed"></span><br style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;"><br style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">“He will cover you with his feathers. He will SHELTER you with his wings. His faithful promises are your armor and PROTECTION.”</span><br style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">Psalms 91:4</span><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;"> </span></span><p></p></div></div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-10495121922164982192021-02-24T18:49:00.001-08:002021-02-24T18:49:10.472-08:00LilliAnn's salvation. February 4, 2018<div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-size-adjust: auto; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">You guys...God is SO faithful, and SO amazing!! </div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">I had a pretty rough evening with Reid. He’s a great kid, but we’re so much alike that we often upset each other. Sometimes I feel like I try too hard with him, and other times I feel like I don’t try hard enough. I didn’t parent him the best tonight and was really disappointed in myself. I remember at one point being so upset and so frustrated that I looked up and said to myself, “Why God? Why does he push my buttons like this? I cannot parent him well, and I feel like I’m failing my children.” I went on with my evening...cooking dinner, picking up, doing a jewelry show, laundry...all while nagging Reid and just feeling like overall I had lost control of my parenting. I was completely off track from what was really important. </div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Fast forward a couple of hours and Lil goes to her bedroom, and I go in Reid’s room to talk and pray with Reid. I unintentionally cried the entire time asking him to forgive me, and telling him that I was sorry for being so hard on him all day. At one point he even said he wanted to move in with my parents because they would do better with him. Ugh. So we talked about grace and how I loved him unconditionally. I kissed him, he hugged me, and we both decided with God’s help, we were going to do better. I left his room feeling disappointed, defeated, but thankful for grace and for another chance tomorrow. </div></div><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-size-adjust: auto; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Then I walked into Lil’s room to tuck her in. She’d been playing with slime and crafting all evening...practicing piano and playing with Rush...she was pretty much not on my radar all evening because she had been doing her own little thing. When I walked into her room, she was sitting up in her bed in the dark and she said, “Mommy, I’m ready to ask Jesus into my heart.” She looked so serious and intense, and I said, “Ok? Did some happen to make you think of this all of a sudden or have you been thinking about it for a while?” We hadn’t done our Bible study tonight or anything like that, and it was late so I was just wondering what made her tell me this in such an urgent, matter of fact way. “No, I just felt like Jesus told me just now, tonight, that he was ready for me to ask him into my heart.” I asked her why she thought she needed to ask Jesus into her heart tonight and she said, “Because I want to follow him, and because I’m a sinner, and he died on the cross to forgive my sins.”</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">The Gospel...right there in her own little words. So I started crying...again. This time tears of joy instead of tears of frustration and sorrow. I yelled for Jeb and we both held her precious little hands as she prayed that special prayer and made the most important decision of her life. </div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">I don’t even have words to describe my roller coaster of emotions this evening. But what I can say is that I’m thankful for a Heavenly Father who keeps his promises. And I’m thankful for his grace and for the chance to do better tomorrow. And I’m thankful for the Holy Spirit...because even on the days when I’m not my best, he’s still guiding my children and working on their little hearts. </div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Here’s to February 4, 2018 - one of the best days of my life. <span class="pq6dq46d tbxw36s4 knj5qynh kvgmc6g5 ditlmg2l oygrvhab nvdbi5me sf5mxxl7 gl3lb2sf hhz5lgdu" style="display: inline-flex; font-family: inherit; height: 16px; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle; width: 16px;"><img alt="💕" height="16" referrerpolicy="origin-when-cross-origin" src="https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/t7/2/16/1f495.png" style="border: 0px;" width="16" /></span></div></div><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-size-adjust: auto; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">LilliAnn loves to write, so we documented tonight in her Bible. I asked her if she wanted to write how she felt and she grabbed her chest, smiled, and said, “my heart is filled with JOY!” So is mine, sis...so is mine.</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhRrUGlPfGc3sF9r82SZXlZsjJYW4nBCd_pL5jR3tbNWxxI6Sd9-SsvjYgotERu2KHOlyE16nbhQqfyHqeQ9zuvrLR3_0kl6QOuqVkPdvRJiqd-iIb2BGmLVlIFYvOV0pLqRCC8LF4kuBe/s2048/27710010_10106149293398627_6429668922126555109_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhRrUGlPfGc3sF9r82SZXlZsjJYW4nBCd_pL5jR3tbNWxxI6Sd9-SsvjYgotERu2KHOlyE16nbhQqfyHqeQ9zuvrLR3_0kl6QOuqVkPdvRJiqd-iIb2BGmLVlIFYvOV0pLqRCC8LF4kuBe/w300-h400/27710010_10106149293398627_6429668922126555109_o.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">.....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBxXUBJLR4pOgGgWR9Othu9LvseT5n2z00iLpdltruh3QdvuJMQb4aUNXJaBG9HikRPGrvERC3g1nZ6aB8tBoYQphWnSR5jrzCSMyjNcRGTOxTSZNzRxrvEShSFzWV8W_KEe1D5tEJjv_H/s2048/27787960_10106149293393637_1513562752386701374_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBxXUBJLR4pOgGgWR9Othu9LvseT5n2z00iLpdltruh3QdvuJMQb4aUNXJaBG9HikRPGrvERC3g1nZ6aB8tBoYQphWnSR5jrzCSMyjNcRGTOxTSZNzRxrvEShSFzWV8W_KEe1D5tEJjv_H/w300-h400/27787960_10106149293393637_1513562752386701374_o.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-88631800011875819972021-01-18T01:12:00.001-08:002024-02-08T23:51:04.078-08:00Letter to My Birthday Boy: 12 Years Old<div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_9121_571e_566d_51a4" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/IF6mk0EBQ_IqF9HL1xYno1mQelTVL9LzbCTrk-_0lmBSyMwpOCEc4RC6dWRVqak" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">Reid,</div><div style="text-align: left;">I am over a year late writing this letter, but I wanted you to have a letter and some pictures for year 12. This was such a fun year. You really came into your own this year. You’re so funny and you have such a fun personality when you relax and let loose. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_9a91_9136_635d_eba5" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/oPHaicm61G_ngg52lO5-u26SDlE1p80fOoCK07snhEXMCmQrulyZQlc93oSuTCI" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /><br />.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">You love football, fishing, the lake, and being outside. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_bf2a_cdbb_4210_298b" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/u3OEEH9WcuDtZFDcOUtI5_oxuoztl0qAdT4kWbI4cfHdZtKqdpYB52vVz6_dhN4" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /><br />.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_a584_eb26_bd80_9c15" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/M5Dkl9IRXnHPTvKkT712MOVLdIpl46EfRSwkJAB2XT52tjQcFUq7nTLiH_Mz_YA" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /><br />.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_207c_1ec0_bc3c_11a3" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/IsOtoH0M4LRm3DvXEAtSCDGCNLoU2IoBRY7KuuJGwiwcfg-W08yKLFHmyWUWFwU" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /><br />.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_9a48_ab5c_ee19_278a" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/h2txrOei2v2NfJzsq8GGdNGuukJBKKeWvQZ0QoVSKLXAvQ_n4zAY8aHW-MjKJCQ" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /><br />.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_701f_c29_f1b0_be3d" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/uZemKf93kwXHumhGJSOr1NZ5HCF6Ms75oSyUaaK2kCpnAF-pxSepodJiDVl0Ey0" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /><br />.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Verse for this year: </div><div style="text-align: center;">Watch, stand fast in the faith, be brave, be strong.</div><div style="text-align: center;">1 Corinthians 16:13</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" id="id_bbe2_4cd9_bc5a_5af6" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/LTllYq93JFJlShgSSTc9OtRd7Cr4bL_p1ohtEF2vvNatuAu6DLc6bJCe6oJ_4ss" style="height: auto; width: 353px;" title="" tooltip="" /><br />.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Always and forever and ever,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mom<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div> Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-67384294578925989572021-01-18T01:09:00.001-08:002022-04-07T20:31:01.769-07:00Letter to My Birthday Boy: 11 Years Old<img id="id_56f2_94da_d0a6_ef2e" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/zRJEOXAPT_Iv1jL6JNtbTr7oLqsUPFIrIkzY69vb3nI162JP7Qoea-I8VK4B9fE" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">My precious Reid,</div><div style="text-align: left;">I’m over a year late doing your 11 year old letter, but I had to post a few pictures and let you know how amazing you were at 11 years old. You are becoming so handsome and so mature, and I am loving watching you grow into the best young man. </div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img id="id_68bb_e3d8_b7c1_cc2d" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/K_5EU2ZGL_FlChdnALz8dIjph5Kom9YaVLpUIf4HiC9PwIbQVQMkZnqCX7MfBMo" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br>.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">You’re doing so great at school, and you’re really excelling at sports. You love baseball, basketball, and football, and you’re really starting to get your own little sense of style! </div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img id="id_2575_8449_b1f3_2582" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/XKM9beCaYs_iGjSRij7Rcj_ctAujcfpfIOR-ePxWEtm0TP71tDmDKjEBSlrZi_0" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br>.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Reid loves:</div><div style="text-align: center;">-sports</div><div style="text-align: center;">-fishing</div><div style="text-align: center;">-anything competitive </div><div style="text-align: center;">-being outside</div><div style="text-align: center;">-going to the lake</div><div style="text-align: center;">-wake boarding </div><div style="text-align: center;">-pickles</div><div style="text-align: center;">-lemonade </div><div style="text-align: center;">-sushi </div><div style="text-align: center;">-sneakers </div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img id="id_9b69_421e_f668_5cbd" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/MXVeMEVBmpH9lu6vPY5IOfM_ZwKs_iZfElCBGUwSJXoDI1SRkLzSU09aohqyiZs" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br>.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">I’m so proud of you and I’m so thankful that I get to me your mom. God has big plans for you and I’m excited to see how you’re going to use the gifts he has blessed you with. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Here is the verse I picked for your 11th year.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><b><i>But even before I was born, God chose me and called me by his marvelous grace.</i></b></div><div><b><i>Galatians 1:15</i></b></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img id="id_b0cd_b257_b5bb_9588" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/GbA6QhycvOEVTzMz1Pz-xxCcTJA7yiarbLd_vCpnw4ncHEBKfIGHYgZui5pM6YY" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br>.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">I love you more than you’ll ever know,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mom</div> Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-33655834564889086822021-01-18T01:01:00.001-08:002022-04-07T20:31:28.032-07:00Letter to My Birthday Baby Boy: 6 Years Old<img id="id_af90_63f9_2e23_ef07" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/4DLsNez-u0QIZHWauEZub2aiVqpQrCVtv35S0_kod840Zx9_lCJMwVeKU9wlik8" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">.....</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">Rushton Jeb,</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">I am super later writing this letter...almost a year...but I couldn’t let 2020 go by without talking about how precious you were at SIX YEARS OLD! You have the sweetest personality, and you truly are loved by all. You are such a JOY. You make friends with everyone you meet, and your smile is contagious. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">.....</span></div><img id="id_6eb7_b4c_59c6_4a40" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/kVz4KkJ2G83cY6LYheKU8KW20fvmSDVKHhNK0sEPb8mmuPCh1oyx3SVZ9WggNsU" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">You’re all boy and you love all things related to sports, nature, being outdoors, and getting dirty. You love to ride your bike, fish, hike, explore, and swim. You’re such a little free spirit with your long hair and your carefree soul...you hike with bare feet and you seem so at home in nature. I love watching your soul come alive when you’re outside. I always say that you’re like Mowgli from The Jungle Book because you love animals and you’re always finding critters, whether it be bullfrogs, lizards, snakes, or crawdads. </div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img id="id_615f_fe3c_2289_376c" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/HZnJ75zQQKOLoapp5vtoi_GZH27R7Byol6UQxOwK786XMBg_G5cZHlfE-1VFLDA" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">.....</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">You’re so smart, and you’ve started reading really well. You love numbers, and are great at math. You always want us to and you math problems so you can work them in your head. You love school, and of course you’ve mastered every academic task this year. Your best friends are Fisher Standlee and Cece Wilson, and you play flag football, soccer, basketball, and t-ball...you say basketball is your favorite and you want to be in the NBA when you grow up!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img id="id_bc32_ee8e_930a_50da" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/Cz_4hVNHPJk_OaBoaQEbJ-VlezteEOmVqC9lywhiRGTi5C3Whj20MHzWhVSZnzs" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Rush loves:</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Chick-fil-A </div><div style="text-align: center;">-chips</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Dr. Pepper</div><div style="text-align: center;">-animals...especially frogs, bugs, and lizards</div><div style="text-align: center;">-riding his bike </div><div style="text-align: center;">-listening to music</div><div style="text-align: center;">-wearing his Birkenstocks</div><div style="text-align: center;">-being outside </div><div style="text-align: center;">-playing basketball </div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img id="id_4da0_e511_a3a5_f6d1" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/4Zy4RyztchJt0krO-5gdjHQheGCYH0mDsJkXtDVj4lMJj_xzRlpyGXPpDDf3WKI" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">.....</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">Life verse for year SIX.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"><b><i><br></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><b><i>Since God chose you to be the holy people he loves, you must clothe yourselves with tenderhearted mercy, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience.</i></b></div><div><b><i>Colossians 3:12</i></b></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">.....</span></div><img id="id_cbba_4c24_305f_3b10" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/twJOotY6QMOEcOUhZYNNN--GnC8nmFh_OmVBqDe6qAdBnFe2wyIW-wx2qeb8UQk" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">.....</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">My precious Rush, I love you so so much. You always tell me that you will be my baby forever, and I so hope that is true. I’ve been telling you lately that you’re my favorite, but to not tell the other kids...then we both smile really big. Today you said to me, “But mom, God says you’re supposed to love everyone the same.” And that is your heart. You always cling to the Word and what is right. That is what I love most about you...how much you love the Lord. You treasure his words and keep them in your heart. And that, my sweet boy, is the most important thing you could ever do. It is the words and the the truth of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ that will always guide you through this world. You are a light and you are a warrior for Christ...and he has big plans for your life. And it’s such an honor for me to get to watch how you use the amazing gifts God has blessed you with. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">.....</span></div><img id="id_e79f_bc17_f09e_bf72" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/pyT6VPT89zoe3gEe1DBLf5I53PxOGvaFip9-qGmgRJNb6-noI30W5hStlZulgNc" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br>I love you always and forever, <div>Mom </div></div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-19728902412877780692020-10-08T22:00:00.001-07:002022-04-07T20:31:51.954-07:00Letter to My Birthday Girl: 10 Years Old<img id="id_b46d_734d_490c_ba89" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/EEX_TazZcUuv_ZFrE9grV9r7ZsLMnO2GUokAxQgLHlFG_RXNhdCPRA1d6MIjSjk" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">.....</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">My precious, darling Lil,</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">I can’t believe you’re really 10 years old! And oh, what a joy it has been to be your mom for the past ten years. I call you my dream girl because that’s exactly what you are...a dream come true. Not only are you beautiful on the outside, but you truly do have a heart of gold. You love to serve others, and you’re always making crafts or gifts for other people, buying presents for your friends or family, or thinking of ways to make someone feel special. You’re an over-achiever and you excel at everything you do. I never have to worry about your getting your homework done or have to help you much with your school projects because you always take care of business! You make straight As and are in the gifted and talented program. You adore writing, and are always leaving little notes for me around the house or writing in a notebook or journal. I hope you always a have a love for writing...your great-grandmother McKenzie loved to write and journal and you remind me so much of her. </span></div><img id="id_537e_4250_1427_7a15" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/O0GFBs6S_nBCT2msQw8GDr2UKdJONLEj0bHYd36iasfTjti1BssMF_D6qxOKlDA" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">Papa Kelbo gave me this pink ice ring on my 10th birthday and I passed it on to you on your 10th birthday. I knew it would be something special that you could pass down to your little girl one day. </div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img id="id_e90_baca_d421_dd95" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/aClgBcMLkjnTra2WRYgvQH2PUkv9qhE26apSdW5Ge82TLbaFc2Xlz2Ki610Nk-g" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;">We had to celebrate your birthday in quarantine since the coronavirus pandemic started around March. All of the restaurants were closed, and we had been staying out at the lake so we had a little family birthday party for you out there. I cooked your favorite meal - steak, double baked potatoes, and bacon wrapped brown sugar green beans, and Aunt Glenda made you the sweetest and most adorable number 10 cake and some chocolate covered cream stuffed strawberries! Uncle Kass came and ate dinner with us, and Aunt Lacee, Jett, and Josslynn brought you a DIY “planting” pot with gardening tools and a few flowers. It was a special day, and even though we didn’t have a big party, it was really neat to get to spend special time together as a family. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">.....</span></div><img id="id_a945_bc3b_3878_8f86" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/qfos6M01SgtqxPj6mU_0Ul33_bduHdFXwSOfRVBD7d0kQlvKRFcKaTTAZKnAktE" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img id="id_b1f4_c8e9_702_ee6e" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/Bof_34vKqeKhB6iI1SaK-7l8gDqGRKlz4PXd5oVAgBZWIO7pQWoWEZiDbR82lyU" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">You are a girly girl, and your activities currently include dance, tumbling, and piano, with dance being your favorite activity by far! You did your very first solo this year - a jazz dance to “Fierce” - and of course, you did absolutely amazing! You even got the judges choice “Technique Award” at one of the competitions. You work really hard at dance, and it makes me so happy to watch you do something that you love so much! </div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;"><img id="id_a56_276c_cbc6_7726" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/r3I2maCShhh6aqOFjNEui4MPNq2YYjibaYYlUNA-XFAP0N1f_qF-OnkKnI4_mcE" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div>You’ve been a big sister for a few months, and you’re the best big sister Liv could ever have. You are a natural caretaker and you’ve been so good with her. You change her diaper, play with her, tote her around the house, and keep her busy while I sleep in or while I’m cooking or cleaning. I can always count on you to help me pick out her outfits or pack the diaper bag! You two have the sweetest bond, and I know that you’ll always be the best of friends. I’m so thankful that you have each other. </div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img id="id_275c_b7cb_4d72_812e" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/HQVgJAlDdk8gXBPXlA_KtNtBC27CvoU7Bz_5v5eSb01BWZ-zoxh96RmB7wbFnl8" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">LilliAnn loves:</div><div style="text-align: center;">-dance</div><div style="text-align: center;">-her iPhone</div><div style="text-align: center;">-writing</div><div style="text-align: center;">-doing crafts</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Starbucks</div><div style="text-align: center;">-her hydro flask</div><div style="text-align: center;">-shopping</div><div style="text-align: center;">-scrunchies </div><div style="text-align: center;">-manis and pedis</div><div style="text-align: center;">-driving the golf cart</div><div style="text-align: center;">-hanging out with her Nana Karen</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Hobby Lobby</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Target</div><div style="text-align: center;">-bagels with cream cheese</div><div style="text-align: center;">-honey</div><div style="text-align: center;">-smoothies </div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">LilliAnn, you truly are everything I ever wanted and everything I never knew I wanted in a daughter. You’re kind, determined, competent, responsible, intelligent, capable, talented, creative, and compassionate. You have a heart for the Lord, and the way you love others shines his light so big. I pray that you always look up with your face towards Jesus, because in this crazy life, he is only the way. He is faithful, he is your refuge, and he will always give you strength. I love everything about you, and I am so thankful for your life! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br></div><div style="text-align: left;">This is the verse I am choosing for you as you begin your next decade. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div>“Therefore, my fellow believers, whom I love and long for, my delight and crown [my wreath of victory], in this way <b>STAND FIRM</b> in the Lord, my beloved.”</div><div>Philippians 4:1</div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br></div><div style="text-align: left;">I love you always and forever,</div><div style="text-align: left;">Mom </div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img id="id_5ebc_5f4b_252b_bc98" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/0N8MuZGstWPxMkAGYm9Txhh7XXJAFr1Y7ivbiHw33jyvzrm0FAAPhTW-6YVnNNE" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><br></div><br> </div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-30092274254518671822020-10-08T21:18:00.001-07:002022-04-07T20:30:35.712-07:00Letter to My Birthday Girl: 9 Years Old<img id="id_b36b_f471_3915_a75e" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/Kh-TDFBWO9LnZfA9jlCMa0vHo3zv4QpAzvx0Tz--Wow2Kr29wsHWEnODZg8" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">.....</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">Sweet Lil, </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">I’m behind on these letters, so I’m leaving you these 9 year old pictures so I can start working on your 10 year old letter. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">You are my dream girl. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">Love, Mom</span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">.....</span></div><img id="id_b65c_fc72_fbd4_491f" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/m6qKiG3zeAZ5Rw-uTImCa8nx7R2bEaOR9UHT2VecfPFsYj4SJYfhgO8lZvc" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img id="id_e451_6222_5a36_2a06" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/ThIQOIkVlpfQKLJN5wgafBEYocDZ9bUWV6JugGZxq2g-0Ft3lg67LLs5kxc" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img id="id_478f_a05f_52e1_8020" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/NqQaFQ_0j21i38FWxGJrZBdQlfT-mhWCjuThVejlXo81RAXVM3KZHJIwjtI" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">.....</span></div><img id="id_3910_8956_c313_de24" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/fxDKEEg6ILB1s1bUXXJBVClTK-VTjrCOeRafnXdN8u4kcl34KFbz8I9VpEg" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img id="id_22be_e7fe_d13d_e8d7" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/Rp6W54HVInYtGZMaRf1QWRvDcqLQpIpyFsWW0WwqpRCYs6bCteUr496VgWs" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">.....</span></div><img id="id_1574_20ee_5425_b9ab" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/MaoDBN49gOFlI1j3bNjAgL6WnxR2hYJfCpZJxv-UiAxZwt3v65c5sdSuurk" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">You love SnapChat filters!</div><img id="id_a530_41bc_6f0d_751a" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/XKnj7XaWRnhPq4pKqQsPghOkH3muPLY027HcFCiw-IMvl2x_wytX7JZGr_0" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><img id="id_b9c2_a320_cee3_dd54" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/nRdunaGXyayzLI7nRm-lhSPjTxep170m9ri1dWY17kspC0kOklrrnZ-Tqds" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><div style="text-align: center;">.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is our thing...we try to take a cute pic together at National Parks!</div><img id="id_c2eb_2668_a12f_e1c6" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/KFLdJqttVc511qWQOG32I_6VgALEp8LxelUkQlN9Ydnvm2KU62Zp6pjbzF0" alt="" title="" tooltip="" style="width: 353px; height: auto;"><br><br><br> </div>Kelli Ann Rollinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00617515711653387861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-891491661710949074.post-9658744488079351972019-04-01T23:07:00.003-07:002022-04-07T20:37:17.045-07:00Letter to My Birthday Baby Boy: 5 Years Old<br />
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How are you already FIVE?! I feel like you should still be my little squishy baby with the wrinkly forehead and chubby cheeks. I still remember the way your soft, fuzzy hair felt and how you would look up at me as you nursed. I remember how you smelled and the way you would snuggle up close under my chin. I have enjoyed, savored, cherished, and loved every single thing about the past five years of having you as my baby. You are everything that I {literally} dreamed of, and I'm so thankful that God knew that I needed you. </div>
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You're extremely social and you light up a room! Just like your daddy, you're very friendly and likable...and you make an impression with everyone you meet! Your brother and sister ADORE you, and we all treat you like the true baby of the family. You still sleep in mommy and daddy's bed...right in the middle of us...and I'm not going to lie, I have absolutely loved having you next to me every night as my snuggle buddy. You sleep right under my arm, just like when you were a tiny baby. And even though your daddy thinks it's super weird, you still hold my "booby" to go to sleep every night. You nursed until you were three, so you're used to snuggling up close to me and falling asleep. You told me a couple of days ago that you were going to still be my baby until you were "twenty." And that's just fine with me! </div>
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You started a two day a week preschool program this year called "Under the Son," and you absolutely love it! You're so smart, and can already: count to 100, count backwards, read over ten sight words, write your name, add and subtract...and your vocabulary is AMAZING for your age. We all can't believe some of the words you know and use in context. You show a special interest in numbers, counting, and adding - which is a trait that you come by naturally from your Papa Kelbo! And, you're left-handed like your mama...which, of course, I LOVE!</div>
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You're all boy...just like all of the Rollins boys. You're rough and tough, and LOVE to tackle and wrestle. We tried wrestling this year, but there wasn't really anyone your same size, so daddy says that we're going to try again next year. You're super tough, and rarely cry when you get hurt. You love playing outside, getting dirty, exploring, fishing, and riding your bike. You've been riding your bike without training wheels since a couple of days before you turned three, and it amazes all of us at how well you can ride it! Papa Kelbo bought you a little Cannondale this year, and you love riding it around the neighborhood. You say that it has "off road tires" and that you can ride it anywhere. Daddy wants to make you some bike trails through the woods behind our house, so you can ride back there. You also got a new Yamaha dirt bike (and all the gear!) a few months ago and you love riding that at Nana and Papa's house. You immediately knew how to ride it, and took off like a pro! </div>
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You're definitely the life of the party at our house and you are always entertaining us all! You're gotten a little "too big for your britches" attitude the past couple of months, but hopefully that's just a little phase that you're going through. We love hearing your songs, dances, and listening to your band, "No Diggity." Your laugh is so funny and contagious, and we all love our "baby Rushy Poo!"</div>
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I've always heard people say, "There's just something about the baby," and man, I know just how true this statement really is. I love you so much, and you have definitely completed by world. You are the cherry on top of our family, and the missing piece to my heart. I love how we do "snuggy wuggy" and have a secret handshake. I love how you like to work out with me, and how you always with to sit by me. I love that you grab my face with your little hands when you're telling me something, and I love how you are constantly telling me that you love me. Just tonight while we were watching American Idol, you looked at me and said, "You're the best." But you know what Rushton Jeb? I think you're the best. And I thank God every day that I get to be your mommy. </div>
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Ten. Double digits. It’s been an entire decade since you can into this world...early, upside down, and with your legs up by your head. You’ve been high maintenance since the day you were born...kinda like your mama! It seems so long ago, yet at the same time it seems like yesterday. Loving you and raising you for the past ten years has been one of the best and most challenging things that I’ve ever done. You’re so much like me, that there are days that you give me a run for my money, but I love the intensity and spirit in your personality!</div>
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You’re my little water boy...you love the beach, the lake, and any pond or river. You love to fish and be outdoors. You’re all boy and love to be rough and rowdy...your daddy loves this about you! You’re also an excellent student...super smart with straight As (even though you don’t like to read) and you show great leadership skills at school and during sports!<br />
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I’m so proud to be your mama, and I can’t believe you’re growing up so fast. In terms of you living at home, we’ve now had you longer than the time we have left...and this makes me really sad. Although I get really teary thinking about you growing up, I love the young man you’re becoming and I’m excited to watch you grow! I know God has big plans for you, and I pray you continue to turn to Him for direction, comfort, and strength.<br />
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I'm in complete denial that you are EIGHT YEARS OLD! People always say that time goes by so fast, and it seems like the older you get, the faster time goes. The only way I know to start this letter is to tell you that you are just a GEM! I always wanted a little girl, but I never could have imagined that I would have a little girl that is as precious as you. Every single day you make my heart swell with pride, and I thank God every day that you're mine. You are kind, intelligent, fierce, spunky, sassy, and caring. You are my dream come true...and so much more! </div>
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You're an excellent student and you do really well in school. You love to read and write, and your latest hobby has been writing stories (mostly autobiographies) on the computer and making PowerPoint projects out of them. You are very talented at writing, and I really think that you may become a writer some day! You are thoughtful and are always making people little cards, notes, or crafts. Some of my favorite things are the little pop-up cards you've made me, or the sweet little note that you leave for me. </div>
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Other moms always tell me how fun and kind you are, and how much they enjoy having you with them. It really make a mom proud to have a kid like you. You are funny and have the cutest, silliest laugh (daddy just loves it!), and spending time with you is such a JOY (unless you are really tired, then you turn into a drama-queen diva)! You are still a girly-girl who loves all things pink. You love ruffles, and ribbons, and bows, and braids...and all of that makes me so happy! You are my precious princess, and you will always be my best girl.</div>
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LilliAnn loves:</div>
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-dance</div>
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-stretching</div>
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-a challenge</div>
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-The Greatest Showman soundtrack</div>
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-unicorns</div>
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-slime, writing, and crafting</div>
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-Audrey, Carly, Grace, Bella, Ella</div>
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-cereal and pancakes</div>
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-Freddy's french fries and granny's french fries</div>
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-black leggings</div>
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-curling her hair</div>
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-lipstick</div>
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-"pink" steak</div>
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-Nana Karen</div>
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-bath bombs</div>
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-playing the piano</div>
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As I tuck you in a few times during the week, I'll say "God says...," and you'll say to me things like, "I am fearfully and wonderfully made." And again I'll say "God says...," and you'll say, "I am His and He is mine," "I am the daughter of a King," "I am His masterpiece," "I am loved," "I am forgiven, or "I belong." This is my most favorite thing that we do together. I want you to rehearse these truths and treasure them in your heart, so you will <i>always </i>know that you are not who the world says you are, you are who God says you are. I pray that you will be sure, and solid, and firm in your identity in Christ, and you will know the depths of his love for you. </div>
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On your eighth birthday, this is the verse I will pray over you.</div>
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<b><i>"I have hidden your word in my heart that I might not sin against you."</i></b></div>
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My prayer is that you treasure His Word in your heart, and that you continue to walk in His light. I'm going to leave you with these words that I came across recently that speak my exact heart for you. It is called "Grace's Prayer," but for me, it's "LilliAnn's Prayer."</div>
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<i>My heart for her is that she will learn that her journey is where she will become strong. Her strength is from God not within herself. That she stands when no one else does. That she speaks for those that cannot. That she be the light when everything else is dark. That she has the eyes to see the lovely in the unlovely, for that is so often where we see God. That she lives loved. Because she knows she is loved by God. That she hears His song over her each and every day. And that she is able to forgive because she knows the depth of her forgiveness. </i></div>
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All of my love forever and ever,</div>
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Mommy</div>
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