Southern living

A late Merry Christmas from all of us to all of you! We hope yours was as good as ours!

Thick, soft sugar cookies

I don't believe I've ever posted a recipe on here, but I stumbled upon this sugar cookie recipe and Charlie and I gave it a try a couple days ago. YUM.

Here is the link: http://peppermintplum.blogspot.com/2011/03/thick-soft-sugar-cookies.html

And here are a few pictures of our try. Enjoy!

Deer, ducks, and supper hair

Behold: the reason why I haven't been posting lately.

We closed on our new house on October 31st...we have been packing, unpacking, sorting, surviving, and absolutely loving the scenery. We praise God for His wonderful provision of this new home!

Above: Supper hair...only a few macaroni noodles were harmed in the making of this hairstyle.

P.S.We have a guest room now, so please come visit!

Vann happenings

Charlie's first haircut

The finished product...and a very strange facial expression. :)

"Fixing it for Mommy"

Bets and her dear cousin Carter

1 year...

Bethan's first birthday weekend...a wonderful celebration with Pops & Yai Vann! We are so thankful for a year of life from our great God. We love you, Bets!

Below: Making Mommy nervous

She was surprisingly interested in opening her gifts. :)
Charlie showing her pictures from the book he gave her.Yai & BetsHappy birthday, sweet girl!At the zoo, getting a good sound tickling from Pops!

And...like father, like son. Oh how I love these two guys!

Car-seats and puppy dogs

A lot has been happening around here lately. Charlie moved to a "big boy bed" last week, and Bethan-two days shy of her 1st birthday-has now moved to a full-sized carseat. In the meantime, the old one makes for a great toy. Or if that gets old there is always dress-up. Puppy dog or peasant- take your pick. One of these days we might need to expand the Vann costume department!

I am debtor

When this passing world is done,
When has sunk yon glaring sun,
When we stand with Christ in glory,
Looking o'er life's finished story,
Then, Lord, shall I fully know
Not till then how much I owe.

When the praise of heaven I hear,
Loud as thunders to the ear,
Loud as many water's noise,
Sweet as harp's melodious voice,
Then, Lord, shall I fully know
Not till then how much I owe.

Chosen not for good in me,
Wakened up from wrath to flee,
Hidden in the Saviour's side,
By the Spirit sanctified,
Teach me, Lord, on earth to show,
By my love, how much I owe.

....

-Robert Murray McCheyne