tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-902207341562262322024-03-05T07:42:33.998-06:00Life As We Know It!The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.comBlogger57125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-32539248635356314422010-08-06T21:58:00.005-05:002010-08-06T22:40:28.429-05:00hard to face...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVEXRznuCcacW4m4P2gkhZbWe59KlvdJi2zC0UQ6oP0ecNpXhch0yPVvQvpVkpYqVz_eOuzBKfIjbPmnuxAVBHK3WwPkYWxNYXOeSowtuptF-qhJTvCH29pp2NtbwcYHe6-zn_hhbIn3bt/s1600/eye.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502498876864924034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVEXRznuCcacW4m4P2gkhZbWe59KlvdJi2zC0UQ6oP0ecNpXhch0yPVvQvpVkpYqVz_eOuzBKfIjbPmnuxAVBHK3WwPkYWxNYXOeSowtuptF-qhJTvCH29pp2NtbwcYHe6-zn_hhbIn3bt/s400/eye.jpg" /></a> let me begin this story by warning you that this is an account of my last six months and why i have been away for so long. This story is true and i am sharing it because i believe that the Father doesn't give anything with out eventually giving us a way to give it back to him... so this is my feeble way of giving it back to HIM...praying that it brings him glory and honor. Six months ago my Husband and I decided that it was time for us to have another baby. I really wanted to have a second child...My heart was so excited about this anticipation. We spent months trying and every month disapointment would set in. I am a lover a My God...and knew he had a perfect reason...but still my heart was so ready and wanted so badly. one month turned into two, then three, then four....<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz3yX9SCtfmaSlXT7ByDkGDJBQgqSm3n_vFIiQMfSmwgQxpfcbyNDPNh7MqMJVy54xMrmWr69GIRzs4zwuSm8lFbYZKCIcDNbCwBKGmJERQ1vaSJMHjshyphenhyphenJiHuDJXtMzhL-KH_D_u8bktM/s1600/walk.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502498877904485842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz3yX9SCtfmaSlXT7ByDkGDJBQgqSm3n_vFIiQMfSmwgQxpfcbyNDPNh7MqMJVy54xMrmWr69GIRzs4zwuSm8lFbYZKCIcDNbCwBKGmJERQ1vaSJMHjshyphenhyphenJiHuDJXtMzhL-KH_D_u8bktM/s400/walk.jpg" /></a> In early March i finally came to the conclusion that God just wasn't ready for us to have a baby. But in my haste a seed of doubt began to form. I began to feel bitterness well up in self like never before. I have waited for things before, but this time i couldn't figure it out. I mean i was doing all i was asked to do...my walk was great, my worship was wonderful, and my heart was beating wildly...but HE would not allow me to have this one thing i wanted so badly. I felt like i was walking down a dark tunnel and there was not end in sight. My husband tried to understand but he could only offer support in the moments of my heart break. I was so ready. Then finally in April we found out we were finally expecting. I was so excited. I couldn't believe it...turns out that i had been worked up about nothing. We started planning...every moment was so joyful....God had finally allowed me to have the desire of my heart...a new baby. I could hardly wait. We started our Dr. visits..and began to prepare for the next nine months. On Mother's day in May just four weeks in the unthinkable began to happen....the next fortyeigth hours were just about unberable. As i felt that little life slip away the emptyness set in.. Broken i became. My husband was there for the entire thing, such a blessing. On that day a war was begining deep within my soul that would take a toll on my life like nothing i had every encounter..i began to have to FIGHT for my FAITH...like something or someone was trying desperately to strip me of it.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWcqNpwLhXg98MzByA9bPPcmFHXLliS94G3Wq0dRNY9uSHAQlWf5w0VyXBfmgyeTnO0WyrP2fPQeNo3KoNWKwEN23MhSfr0R3HWPa3GsGPObdMXt24B4W_DNVq6dG9eP218vOUwuu3_g5e/s1600/bible.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502498867500003282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWcqNpwLhXg98MzByA9bPPcmFHXLliS94G3Wq0dRNY9uSHAQlWf5w0VyXBfmgyeTnO0WyrP2fPQeNo3KoNWKwEN23MhSfr0R3HWPa3GsGPObdMXt24B4W_DNVq6dG9eP218vOUwuu3_g5e/s400/bible.jpg" /></a> I have spent the last two months in a spiritual battle. I refuse to let my God be taken from me. I know that the enemy is trying to so hard to make my heart bitter and have me sit in dispare...But i know who wins the battle....i know who is victorious. For the better part of this summer i have spent on a inward journey to the deepest part of my soul. The place that is seen only by the Creator. There i have wrestled with the "why's, what if's, and Not Me's" it seems that everyone around is now pregnant and i am not. It seems that this is getting thrown back in face constantly...The enemy wants me to say "it is not fair" or "that should be me" But my Father reminds me that It is Not my Time, and right now my job is to see his Face and Mirrow waht he has for me right now.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEior1k3iF5lKGQOfAJIwZi1Jv1sWPLZ16oV90yX6loKTzvgXhUXfrhVZtlTLB3KsBhA_hlUwdWS1teTbOVrOyMDLVo2QgG1TiVG-Nu9bwHX8vNiG2XyjukukVYbcdRT4q9MhvVnFnlF-70p/s1600/hope.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502498864067662562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEior1k3iF5lKGQOfAJIwZi1Jv1sWPLZ16oV90yX6loKTzvgXhUXfrhVZtlTLB3KsBhA_hlUwdWS1teTbOVrOyMDLVo2QgG1TiVG-Nu9bwHX8vNiG2XyjukukVYbcdRT4q9MhvVnFnlF-70p/s400/hope.jpg" /></a> A glimmer of HOPE has started to show. I know that this a road will walk for the rest of my life... and i now know that even though i am living the life that God has called me to Live, there is always things that happen to deture our walks. Be aware of things that may distract you from what He is doing right in front of you. I almost let that be what caused me to loose my HOPE.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH84eCzABxE5qE8YrrmfE-56qpY9xiCUwvCMonxO-Phv6lMexpbMZWloQ3zatVWduVx-gKkMT9aAieYMZWReCZiLaCEzttdGL3Al2-B6b246AbnmL6deykS2Nz2eiaJpy9ZkaBZsqzPX8F/s1600/sun.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502498861885115458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH84eCzABxE5qE8YrrmfE-56qpY9xiCUwvCMonxO-Phv6lMexpbMZWloQ3zatVWduVx-gKkMT9aAieYMZWReCZiLaCEzttdGL3Al2-B6b246AbnmL6deykS2Nz2eiaJpy9ZkaBZsqzPX8F/s400/sun.jpg" /></a> So now i wait. I wait for the next stage ...the next chapter...the next thing that He shows me. But here is the cool part...wait is a VERB...it means to "actively look to what is coming" although i need to be still and quiet right now...and see what He has for me....i finally excited about what comes next. I will always hold that baby in my heart...he will be remembered as member of our family. I see his loss as a death of my child...but i know that baby is already at the feet of the Father. He will never feel hurt or pain. His heart will never be broken. He will never want for anything. He will never be lonely. He will never ask WHY? or He will never Have to wonder. He is singing praises and worship the King i can not wait to meet. Although i wont get the chance to teach him about the Father or even be there when he is saved or baptized. I know that he will one day show me how to truly worship with out restraints. My heart will always ache to know him but in the same moment my heart will rejoice in the fact that he is already craddled by the Creator....thank you Father for the chance to be his mom and the knowledge of your grace and the hope in your mercy.</div><div>mary<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZJttcL6j2mBFrK9jQIR0e2mI5GwBABj0KZ76wEx-OXv4w4yqpKkTn3IO-SfB7xAHxal0USw7kVtHx4Qr1nNR_ooD7WOEU4L8i882BkB16L6PSftOF7CkD6WE9kLWrjZvBtrLLGqcO_Xh-/s1600/sun.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGKs8K-pKwFfPbDpoxukdRHdYTrf0hEihjHK1vs25PoqoSg6ZxPQxNEiTSSK9c08hW11cauwbTpydHNXto640njDWn6XbRd3qWXp6ozVxufeBvVgOqMG6_GdXD8KGryL1kpA8j2xrcpFb2/s1600/hope.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirMdDXDXKMXxIQshtMwtU0AUo9wYlxkRK-Nf0WfqDpEOtO5FKRB4G1pOpdq1Ma1bjTjf3Rqu6cp7hQlWkFaKJB6s5cB2jGQIv0gX-HGiGqR3L8gceV_CjQROz7EziVUAAcY-1sF_PWI2CV/s1600/bible.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-bTKman0fWDlOvZYk5486Bt_If2USNkBmZxRSPTpfAISjbT1TMc2t6c-ErKhCCd7JpZQWGYIIKrA4jadb51Q-0CaKhErT1mT_mNYCE8zNjt1tDzFI6-Ry9oPBYmpp1CDRapqDYq0FLoS0/s1600/walk.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq7-DQ1zMO5EzSqsD249O0HvpDJz_m15_kAdNuh5z6FQWhqEch-ebABzBFdys1tvYyaB-oA_hvemQm9UZFkYgITg3c-myfARTZTa5J2Gleyhl4EX34LONYcV3mEl0AdmrqjKcHR0T8XkZK/s1600/eye.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-58497286666034631112010-01-30T23:27:00.005-06:002010-01-31T00:26:19.875-06:00forth in the furnace!!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSbQW0L5OTFrz6x_HTAPhkff8_BplvL2sSRNJMiNerUVnKsGLztrZCkA992kqyCDo3S9uKcihnVFxtOAQbeVC0LFU1bFA_uqjhJ6xVSc0PDCiCVgxCeyGI9J7Q_0hOYrhhqcbgOUBGLxbU/s1600-h/bible0123.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432785251929673266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSbQW0L5OTFrz6x_HTAPhkff8_BplvL2sSRNJMiNerUVnKsGLztrZCkA992kqyCDo3S9uKcihnVFxtOAQbeVC0LFU1bFA_uqjhJ6xVSc0PDCiCVgxCeyGI9J7Q_0hOYrhhqcbgOUBGLxbU/s400/bible0123.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Let me set this up..I was reminded at revival tonight of something I have forgotten...i remember hearing this when i was a child but i guess tonight it meant something totally different to me. Do you remember the story in Daniel about Shadrach. Meshach, and Abednego. I know you all do. Well as i sat there and Clif Johnson was giving the message i realized the chance these three guys were taking by not bowing down to Nebuchadnezzar's 90 foot statue. They had been declaring thier God's worth publicly for the last three years...first by not eating the "kings" food. They had chosen to lead a life that always brought FAME to the Father. ON that day when thousands of high ranking officials were called by the king to come and worship the statue they too were called. The officials stood in their rankings which meant that these three men were probably close to the front because God had purposely placed them in a place of power that would ultimately bring honor and glory to His name. So as the band began to play and all of the thousands of men started to kneel themselves infront of the golden idol these three men did not hestitate to keep their position and NOT bow down to an idol. I wouldn't be surprised if they even might have been seen with their eyes focused on the Heavens towards God's Glory. Because of their disobidence they were bound and prepared to be thrown into a furnace to be burned...Nebuchadnezzar even told the soldiers to make the furnace 7x more hotter. The soldiers that were holding the three boys there were killed by the extreme heat. As the three were finally hurled into the furnace Nebuchadnezzar thought for sure he had taught the other officals standing a lesson about making sure that they always follow the orders of the king. As he was sitting there basking in his feelings of victory he happen to walk by the window into the furnace and notice that there were not three figures but four walking around in the flames. Stunned i am sure he takes a second look and asks a soldier to make sure that there were only three that were thrown into the furnace. At that moment he actually states that the forth being looks Godlike....woa woa....did you hear that...He then asks that three men let out of the furnace...after inspection he sees that they are not only not burned but that they dont even smell like smoke....only God Could Do That....then he states in Daniel 3:29 "I make a decree that the God of the three men shall be praised and is the one true to God....anyone who goes against their God shall be torn Limb from Limb." Don't you love that....so here is my question for me and you...are you walking around a fire one that may be 7x hotter than any other one you have ever been in before? Haveyou taken time to look around you notice that the Father is right there with you? He has never left your side....he is right there...holding your hand....when this is over you will not be burned nor will you smell like smoke...and Your God will be given that much More Fame....So don't stop declaring his name....For his worthy to be praised...</div>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-65262935006463260802010-01-16T08:32:00.002-06:002010-01-16T08:33:37.529-06:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLNcnszZDtlrQND4KqV7TKH-ByNodlFzFkeHfSXpItTJcEw7cnlFOtYf_-OKknNCFCAStEu6h7kK88BTDBnA5jZ0KM9pbp3Al2wtfSY10NAqPC8Fd9sEY-H1s1XKQhAr-fkqOVqDeD5w6Y/s1600-h/boat.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 279px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 123px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427345654772721330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLNcnszZDtlrQND4KqV7TKH-ByNodlFzFkeHfSXpItTJcEw7cnlFOtYf_-OKknNCFCAStEu6h7kK88BTDBnA5jZ0KM9pbp3Al2wtfSY10NAqPC8Fd9sEY-H1s1XKQhAr-fkqOVqDeD5w6Y/s400/boat.jpg" /></a><br /><div>we are cruisen this week...see you all soon!</div>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-55268444477539080362010-01-12T06:02:00.003-06:002010-01-12T06:14:57.740-06:00The Best Things in Life are FREE!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnik1ObRi66sL4zL6OeAlfkDuRRTfw_ADmbEAnbmLTamo9_0DoJNGnDqYl6q9JMTCi-IX1BgvFPeet5e2-puYJ_KownQsa789njeFnHtIA4vSQTk-7pstNtMC3-I2zfvItMMdy7Q1xbKMS/s1600-h/CashRegister1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 381px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425825628710743906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnik1ObRi66sL4zL6OeAlfkDuRRTfw_ADmbEAnbmLTamo9_0DoJNGnDqYl6q9JMTCi-IX1BgvFPeet5e2-puYJ_KownQsa789njeFnHtIA4vSQTk-7pstNtMC3-I2zfvItMMdy7Q1xbKMS/s400/CashRegister1.jpg" /></a><br /><div>John 8:32 "the TRUTH shall set you FREE" Think about somethings that are wonderful and better yet...FREE Sunsets, flowers, the Breeze, seasons, snow....guess what they are all from God for us to enjoy... Notice anything? FROM GOD. Right down to the Gospel God makes it so easy to love and know him...it is FREE...NO CHARGE. He makes it easy to se him...in nature. What would a day be without a sunrise or a sunsest? NOT a Day right...but still something that is so important..it is still free. What would stem be like with out a flower? Not a flower. so on and so forth...He is all and all of him is free. When you know him he will make you Free. So if you are ready then take hold and begin enjoy his freedom and your freedom in him. </div>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-44520486572887045232010-01-10T07:22:00.003-06:002010-01-10T21:23:41.558-06:00Lead me to the Rock<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTLgE50RQPmEQKGAEJQbSWPH9Y4qXkngQ1is25XgmxGwo-XJveR9kFq7Uyp7HKDgkj5mijksFLdYZlj8vjJnkyQzpLmCWIuoE38J41VhdJSlES6B6FIPWPswu5ijJb4eQJY0_vCtgpiPS1/s1600-h/ocean-cliffs_16283.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425105117575159330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTLgE50RQPmEQKGAEJQbSWPH9Y4qXkngQ1is25XgmxGwo-XJveR9kFq7Uyp7HKDgkj5mijksFLdYZlj8vjJnkyQzpLmCWIuoE38J41VhdJSlES6B6FIPWPswu5ijJb4eQJY0_vCtgpiPS1/s400/ocean-cliffs_16283.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Psalm 61 is a chapter that i have turned to many times to bring comfort and understanding. It says " Hear my cry oh Lord, Listen to my prayer from the end of the earth I call out to you when my heart is faint. Lead to the Rock that is higher than I, for you have been my refuge, a strong tower against my enemies." I know WOW right. I love this chapter and all it promises on both ends. but my favorite part of the verse is the section that talks about "the rock that is higher than I" when i was a little girl and i was affraid I only wanted to one of two places. In my mothers arms or my fathers arms. They were bigger than i was and i knew that no matter what they would protect me from anything Monsters or Strangers. I know look at landon and see how he depends on bobby and i to be his strong fortress in times he feels worried or afraid. It seems that if he is upset he just has to find a way into our arms (even though i am not very tall) and be lifted up to feel safe. Have you ever noticed that. By just being lifted up we always feel better. I guess it is the better veiw of the situation or just being wrapped in our arms but calm always over whelms him with in moments of being moved up with us. So in today what ever you are facing...ask God to lead you to the Rock that is Higher than you are. Climb up and rest in the arms that are waiting to hold you. Find a church this morning to go to...Don't forsake the gathering of the believers. Did you ever think maybe just maybe God purposesly woke you early today so that you could go to His House and Worship him? Just a thought. be blessed!!!!</div>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-1489696235559256622010-01-04T06:15:00.003-06:002010-01-04T06:24:36.727-06:00Blow the trumpets in ZionJoel 2:1...."Blow the trumpet in Zion; sound the alarm on my holy Mountain! Let all the inhabitants on the land tremble, for the day of the Lord is coming; it is near." can't you just picture it...and hear this. Blow the trumpet...the Lord is coming soon. We should be sounding HIs Alarms constantly...he is coming back and we need to get ready. there is a song that says "people get ready, Jesus is coming" WHY are we ALL JUST SITTING AROUND like we have nothing to do. Get busy, get your heart ready. Clean up and make way for the Lord is on his way. When i was young and we had people coming over to our house, my mom alawys went nuts trying to get the house in order before the "company" arrived. We would wash windows, clean the base boards, wash the light plates, and things like that just for our company to come for an hour or so and then leave...but you know we don't take half that time daily to prepare for our KING...we just basically say take me as i am...but really is what we are near what he deserves? NOT AT ALL....PEOPLE GET READY!!!!Jesus is coming. Back in the bible times they would wave branches and make much of the Royalties arrival...decide today to make much of the FATHER. He should be made more of than what we are doing now. He deserves your "firsts". First moments of the day, first fruits, first thoughts, first words in everyday. Start today by making him FIRST in your hearts. Be blessed and encouraged...time for us to get ready for the day. <br />MHeinzeThe Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-26718315343950999972010-01-03T21:00:00.003-06:002010-01-04T06:04:51.885-06:00<a href="http://check/">check</a> out my new teaching blog... <a href="http://www.onekindergartenteacher.blogspot.com/">http://www.onekindergartenteacher.blogspot.com/</a> catch a glimpse into the life of my five year old babies...Happy reading...<br />mheinzeThe Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-26146863633013354302010-01-02T08:33:00.002-06:002010-01-02T08:46:45.720-06:00Money Troubles<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1AJ8vyAtwsN8_Mt_iOm13a1SboqIWWOFtBsAopGSO2Hm9QzARimnkbNoCbCdhR4S2s8rcTn-ftyfY2Esn2w6UICSN-W9dgdwWnonX5WQJgpT7Kw6nmgDzoFZmM8r5zIRee8mQUI_tryF8/s1600-h/money.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 93px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422153936453839186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1AJ8vyAtwsN8_Mt_iOm13a1SboqIWWOFtBsAopGSO2Hm9QzARimnkbNoCbCdhR4S2s8rcTn-ftyfY2Esn2w6UICSN-W9dgdwWnonX5WQJgpT7Kw6nmgDzoFZmM8r5zIRee8mQUI_tryF8/s400/money.jpg" /></a><br /><div>I was reading in Matthew when a particular story stood out to me. In Matthew 17:24-27 Jesus and his deisciples were in Capernaum and the tax collectors came up to Peter and asked if Jesus every pays his taxes. When Peter went to Jesus and told him about the situation Jesus just laughed and mocked the whole taxation policy. But he said so that they don't take offense lets just pay them...(taking the time to teach a lesson to them and Peter in the same moment)....he sent Peter to fish in the sea and to take the FIRST fish he caught and open it's mouth and there would be the money for the tax. Funny how the Father just "took care" of business so that he could get back to what was important. We don't see Him getting all frustrated that there wont be enough money or that he has stop to pay this tax. He just does. How many times do we get worried about how to pay for that...or what this will cost? OH too often...we get wrapped up in the logistics of life instead of the PURPOSE of Life...Make it a point in the new year to look at the entire prospect instead of the logistics of it all. If we will take time to really serve our Father the way we were intended to...i am positive there would not be a need for Revivals. It would be an everyday lifestyle that shows others the JOY of the Lord. </div><br /><div>mh</div><br /><div></div>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-50701812996646374152010-01-02T07:56:00.002-06:002010-01-02T08:00:02.465-06:00Donut Time<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0ML4EeKuVAcmATcd_pw3VXZYhf4G-rTuL2bfnbWT5qpG2uHeENW9z4K5Svi2y1s_aTuDW9v7QHroAdbmmCPP3KgVajMmGapTPZMi_iP8PDRfoM2MVucDBX2M928_2Y6oum5xQd5eDispN/s1600-h/donuts.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422141839393583570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0ML4EeKuVAcmATcd_pw3VXZYhf4G-rTuL2bfnbWT5qpG2uHeENW9z4K5Svi2y1s_aTuDW9v7QHroAdbmmCPP3KgVajMmGapTPZMi_iP8PDRfoM2MVucDBX2M928_2Y6oum5xQd5eDispN/s400/donuts.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Landon and I are up. You know how sometimes you just don't feel like making breakfast....well that is me today....soooo we are off to get donuts...from the FAMOUS Spudnut Sop...all you magnolia navtives will know just what i am talking about. </div>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-81326285213596013162010-01-01T23:58:00.002-06:002010-01-02T00:00:23.609-06:0014 days<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihhRIifmFmx1Dw-v5vkobOCzUHu6yY2eaS_sNx2ZNABRE94nypGwgLI4pHpMNHFwdX7DnWGlz9Lm1yN4G2TZVAGXDUE_UkgX8PmoSNechLylKsGPp-KWYoMZx_qMjvfE25KeSxDc5swHhe/s1600-h/boat.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 279px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 123px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422018276393229154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihhRIifmFmx1Dw-v5vkobOCzUHu6yY2eaS_sNx2ZNABRE94nypGwgLI4pHpMNHFwdX7DnWGlz9Lm1yN4G2TZVAGXDUE_UkgX8PmoSNechLylKsGPp-KWYoMZx_qMjvfE25KeSxDc5swHhe/s400/boat.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Guess where Bobby and I are going to be in 14 days....i will give you one HINT...pay close attention!!!!!</div>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-88465328470960902432010-01-01T23:46:00.002-06:002010-01-01T23:49:42.145-06:00new look/new yeari just wanted to thank my friend Leah for inspiring me to re-work my blog look. Sho apparently was inspired by my other friend leslie to reformat her blog...so really thank you leslie for inspiring leah to inspire me. Happy 2010 ALL. Praise the Father for one more year to be here to share his joy and glory!<br />mhThe Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-15200195673653117492009-12-28T09:21:00.002-06:002009-12-28T09:32:45.788-06:00Good Gracious!Well I haveen terrible at posting...but now I hope I will be better. I have a better way to do which will be more convenient. Or at least I will try. Lanond and I are here at home today trying to finish Laundry, Sheets, and pick up the whirlwind mess the Holiday left behind. We had a wonderful time. Family, friends, and time were exactly what we needed. So much fun. It is hard to beleive that the this time of year is already here. It seems that older I get the fast the year seem to go by. School if is good this year. I have a really sweet class and some very wonderful room mothers. Teaching is still of my favorite things to do. I am also teaching ballet, lyrical, and pointe three days a week at TAPS...it really brings back memories from when i was younger. Landon will be three in less than three months. I cannot beleive that. It breaks my heart. But we are having a blast. Bobby and I celebrated our 5th year anniversary in November! WE are actually leaving on a Cruise in less then three weeks. I can hardly wait. There are about 30 BMA Youth Pastors and their wives all going. It will be so much fun. I am a little consernede about getting off work but I am sure we NEED to go too! My family is doing so great. My mom is working in Bastrop LA, at a womens rehab. She is doing amazing. I am so proud to be her daughter. My dad is still strong and incredible. My brother and sisters are thriving and living their lives. Things could not be any better. I am so blessed!<br />maryThe Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-34681953512134633222009-09-04T22:18:00.003-05:002009-09-04T22:32:54.157-05:00back againWell it has been WAY to long since i posted...so lets catchup and then carring on as if we never skipped a beat. It has been a fast and furious summer. We traveled all over the place and lived to tell the tale of it all. It is now on to FALL with tons of new changes in store for us. Landon is now Wear UNDERWEAR all the time (except sleepy times). GO Baby Boy! I am into another school year with a GREAT class of kindergarteners. Bobby is busy finishing school and working. We have been to florida, Louisiana, Texas, Mississippi, and Alabama this summer. Landon love traveling. He is already asking when we are going on another trip. (trust me i am so thankful to be home for a while) We are finally approaching some much needed family time. Landon is loving school. He knows all his colors, ABCs, and 123s. He is growing so much. He amazings me everyday. How he grows every day is incredible. He makes me laugh and keeps me smiling. Right now he can't quit talking about Santa and that he wants a REAl cowboys helmet for Christmas. He rides his tricycle all over our house and our doors are begining to show his stopping mechanism. CRASH!!! He always wants to wear his Bike HELMET though...FUNNY GUY. He made it to first real panther game tonight. He sat so still watching every play. Cheering and clapping at all the right times. He never spoke just watched..He loved it so much!!!! SO sorry that bobby missed it... He would have been so proud. My life is going so great. I love my husband and my son, i love my job, and everything else around me. My GOD has blessed my socks off too. Thank you for holding on until i could get back on here. I better go do some school work so i can come back later to fill in more on whats up with me. love to all and be blessed!!!<br />mheinzeThe Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-30793678999855350102009-05-13T19:55:00.001-05:002009-05-13T19:57:39.178-05:00LOST<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_9lQa5k24xBGyLz2rKu_PdMWN-lXZi1e-e4QAb1bftkxNbkPiSCXgUAe9zKfcWG8Q3yxT8l7EoKtcX48ZLeW6JizZ2LzA-8vZiA0_ym7RB2GyOD7SDoTUtZFnGX0J6CW3DPQMtvFnUcdi/s1600-h/Lost-11.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335477218794718946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_9lQa5k24xBGyLz2rKu_PdMWN-lXZi1e-e4QAb1bftkxNbkPiSCXgUAe9zKfcWG8Q3yxT8l7EoKtcX48ZLeW6JizZ2LzA-8vZiA0_ym7RB2GyOD7SDoTUtZFnGX0J6CW3DPQMtvFnUcdi/s400/Lost-11.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Anyone else excited for the LOST FINALE tonight..i am on pins and needles...Church, Popcicles, and LOST how could Wednesday get any better than this!</div>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-2943125461236464092009-05-10T20:03:00.003-05:002009-05-10T22:08:45.921-05:00growing<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCDdOgT8ar5de9YeaU-QpgGeFhmLrW2cxoTB8uof2VEZ6WPLGjjVB6sjuJfb9PyDiywdN_5sWsMr1vztd4KlrpqvTS8tmkqchoIJ9XzDDVdtFFypA1ZzDnG3M2jBV7S6CD-KQbxp5N-sHM/s1600-h/norman-rockwell-marbles-champion.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334369933654579890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCDdOgT8ar5de9YeaU-QpgGeFhmLrW2cxoTB8uof2VEZ6WPLGjjVB6sjuJfb9PyDiywdN_5sWsMr1vztd4KlrpqvTS8tmkqchoIJ9XzDDVdtFFypA1ZzDnG3M2jBV7S6CD-KQbxp5N-sHM/s400/norman-rockwell-marbles-champion.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>It is a hard thing to learn how to grow and become what God has for you to become. I have spent many of the last few years trying to maintain where i am in my walk with my heavenly father. Boy have i been wrong. We are not called to maintain we are called to continue to GROW. This concept is a hard one for me to learn, in short i was forced to GET IT...because i was so stubborn that i could not see that this is the way it all works. SO in my ramblings understand that i love the fact that God can and does use every single situation in our lives to teach us and to GROW us..yes grow. When i was young my brother (who was 17 months older than me) and i were what seems to be ALWAYS in competion to see who was taller, who was smarter, who did better. It started out around Jr. High..we both have not been blessed with heighth but that didn't stop us from seeing who measured the tallest. I was the winner for a few years then it happend..i stopped and he continued...even to this day he can be standing right next to me and cut his eyes down to just mentally tell me that he WON the growth race. But then i remind him i graduated college with a 4.o and honors. it is still an on going battle if you will. what does have to do with GOD. Somewhere along the way i forgot to continue to measure myself up to God's standards..not to say i have been a bad person but i have not been trying to grow? I have been happy to maintain. SO like with my brother..everytime i felt defeated in one area by him..i would find something else to beat him in...now i am not in anyway saying to try to BEAT GOD..what i am saying is that as Christains we need to measure ourself by what he desires for us...the things of today..not the things of yesturday...we need to see where we are weak and work on those...we need to try to become more of his ideals than what we think is right...so self check your self and see where you are...are you maintaining and sitting still or are you growing and changing daily...and pond that just sits still and maintains the level of water and nerver changing grows stagniant....and a river that is constantly changing and growing is fresh...</div><br /><div>be blessed</div><br /><div>mheinze</div>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-70454872013739034192009-05-10T15:34:00.002-05:002009-05-10T15:41:28.416-05:00one month and countingone month and counting i will be strolling on this board walk with my son...i am so excited...i need a <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9ld4duUckcq7Jiq1Ug9vkUZvXvjamCsuszOIozIBwQLUkAlscbjBWe0p54r-XlzHusW_ZWM0IHICJpxb0MvItLHQoWBFiM61u61MeV0vCJHB0eVU-bGuqh-oymX7LCIPT_1zkZ5D5v7Vb/s1600-h/12ba19.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334296654654991202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9ld4duUckcq7Jiq1Ug9vkUZvXvjamCsuszOIozIBwQLUkAlscbjBWe0p54r-XlzHusW_ZWM0IHICJpxb0MvItLHQoWBFiM61u61MeV0vCJHB0eVU-bGuqh-oymX7LCIPT_1zkZ5D5v7Vb/s400/12ba19.jpg" border="0" /></a> vacation so badly...i cannot even remeber the last time i was at the beach. MUCH NEEDED...i am praying that my husband gets to come too..that is up in the air..even though i will be in the most beautiful place i could imagine...it wont be what it should be with out him. logistics are just in the way..it is crazy how when it seems that all the details have been taken care off and all the plans have been made...something always changes...maybe it will be just a mommy and landon trip but i hope and pray it will be a family vaca..we all need some us time like crazy. it feels like we are always giving our own time for other people and we never have us time...so father i know this is very selfish..but i miss my husband. and he is closer than when he was in Iraq...please give us time together soon...we need some time as a family to grow and encourage one another....thank you father<br />mheinzeThe Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-70311478134668481562009-05-02T00:43:00.001-05:002009-05-02T00:46:28.709-05:00swine fluwell i havent posted in a while...but i have been very sick and yes i got tested for swine flu...very scarry moment in my life this week..but it was thankfully negative..but in those 20 minutes on waiting on the results..i thought how horrible it would have been to be the first case of swine flu in Arkansas..thank you Father for the protection you have given me...i had a pretty bad tummy virus and i am finally up and around after about 3 days of nothing....so hopefully this means i am almost back to myself...love to all..and i promise to start blogging again really soon...The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-44521925692832096502009-03-21T22:42:00.004-05:002009-03-21T22:54:58.837-05:00Teach the Young!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8zPmk19yNU1ODx9LwsI2DI_JuM5hq8rqznepCNvBsngZNXIAnfsTqyt9T4Elds6o54BO51CGS_D5EYqXzMWPjDS3PcyBnc9fIkX3pXDhKlGEnXdc5cPIRe7VBV11-jHX9_ssax-9iJ48V/s1600-h/DSC04190.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315853334629659538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8zPmk19yNU1ODx9LwsI2DI_JuM5hq8rqznepCNvBsngZNXIAnfsTqyt9T4Elds6o54BO51CGS_D5EYqXzMWPjDS3PcyBnc9fIkX3pXDhKlGEnXdc5cPIRe7VBV11-jHX9_ssax-9iJ48V/s400/DSC04190.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTEMlkzclWf8EGHWTQp4SWi_1Kf5UVZHJSiSKIWIET-Ivxlif2Dzh-L8hS6OYA_Ti2-0xG5GuPeQcCDrR3GiH0BbvZhYwTPGnoy4KZPSjdAxnDftddLKyGEyWwJJEEeJXeO_2vw6DTI907/s1600-h/DSC04188.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315853330024448194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTEMlkzclWf8EGHWTQp4SWi_1Kf5UVZHJSiSKIWIET-Ivxlif2Dzh-L8hS6OYA_Ti2-0xG5GuPeQcCDrR3GiH0BbvZhYwTPGnoy4KZPSjdAxnDftddLKyGEyWwJJEEeJXeO_2vw6DTI907/s400/DSC04188.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Today I was doing my quiet time (which i normally do as Landon is still sleeping) while Landon was playing on the floor. I had finally gotten nestled all ready to read and marinate on God's words, and if you know me then you know that i have to have a wide variety of things while I study...so this was a feet in itself. Anyways back to the story..I was just getting into the meat of the scriptures when Landon came up to me with his pen and said "my bible momma?" I quickly told him to play with his trains and momma would be done soon and then we would make a track...and sent him back to playing....as not to miss out on my study..then i went back to Psalms....but sure enough as quickly as i started back, Landon was back asking for his Bible again...i tried again to re-direct his attention but then he laid his head on my knee and said please momma i read mine too....well HELLO MARY...God gave me Landon to teach him how to follow him..so got up and went an go his Bible..then he needed a peice of paper and a pillow like mine....he then settle down for his quiet time too...it touched and broke my heart at the same time. We sat there in the living room this morning having our quiet times at the same time. When i finished i couldn't resist the picture..because we all need to be reminded of how our actions are constantly teaching those around us. After he finished reading he quietly folded his hands and said his little prayer and hopped down and started playing again...Thank you Father for my sweet son and his yearning to understand me. Let me be the mother he needs and the Christian that you desire to teach him. <br />be blessed and encouraged by our GREAT GOD!<br />Purchased....<br />mheinzeThe Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-50002671151063465532009-03-15T19:38:00.001-05:002009-03-15T19:38:28.187-05:00Landon is 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"><tr><td><a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4f4445354f4455784e413d3d0d0a&blogview=true&campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"><img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox scrapbook: Birthday Boy II" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4f4445354f4455784e413d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/></a></td></tr><tr><td><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"><img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own scrapbook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/></a></td></tr><tr><td align="center"><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/scrapbooks" target="_blank">Make a Smilebox scrapbook</a></td></tr></table>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-36912494069389201352009-01-31T20:34:00.003-06:002009-01-31T20:44:18.272-06:00Tangled Rain Drops<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw9TLUnqNk0xg-9uDMPosf0-kuIv9JK18jzHyWMINsKemMaPeeF196MHciaYVsuh3r1gHuy1uAFl9MGPFEyE6oKKeUHmqJGFT0ILLomC5M41MtSzMxkGV7fnjIEOnB41WsVjQgDU1ktCsP/s1600-h/rain.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297651868561702594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw9TLUnqNk0xg-9uDMPosf0-kuIv9JK18jzHyWMINsKemMaPeeF196MHciaYVsuh3r1gHuy1uAFl9MGPFEyE6oKKeUHmqJGFT0ILLomC5M41MtSzMxkGV7fnjIEOnB41WsVjQgDU1ktCsP/s400/rain.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;">I was reading today and God showed me something really interesting...i love the rain..i love the way it can soothe me sleeps or lul me into a cozy corner. I love that it refreshes and re-news all that it comes in contact with. But what God showed me today is something that never really crossed my mind before..i love when i learn new ways to see God or to even begin to scratch the surface of understanding him. Well what i come to understand is that when we become His...we should become like the ocean in a rain storm. Have you ever thought about that when a drop of rain drips into the ocean...you will NEVER be able seperate it out again. They become one. INSEPERATABLE...WOW...The drop has now become part of something bigger...much bigger than it has ever been before. How amazing...so are you becoming more like GOD like the drop now is part of the ocean...are you able to seperated out again....or are you so inveloped by your father that you are one and the tangles can not be un-done...so many of us are just barely being Christians...we are on sundays, wednesdays, and when members are around...but we should be so wrapped up in who God is ..we can not be seperated out just like the rain drop has become part of the ocean...Be Blessed and don't be afraid to get Tangled Up in His loving Arms...</span><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Purchased:</span><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Mheinze</span>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-52278076028165682652009-01-25T16:00:00.004-06:002009-01-25T16:07:40.549-06:00In the arms of the Father<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbntoN68_gQUrtVQ7iWobfWkFbQSPLQFT4_E-rwcc5lJ5ZI4eOTTMN1_HlTQ_G1EL2AWRse6n5hJsCTFdonn1G_r1raxh8T9GAfnvBNgwwJ_2I0IEanDyVrPnHF99rpc3KWh_eSArt2mLN/s1600-h/january+061.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295355636259279810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbntoN68_gQUrtVQ7iWobfWkFbQSPLQFT4_E-rwcc5lJ5ZI4eOTTMN1_HlTQ_G1EL2AWRse6n5hJsCTFdonn1G_r1raxh8T9GAfnvBNgwwJ_2I0IEanDyVrPnHF99rpc3KWh_eSArt2mLN/s320/january+061.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOCE5C19HQdA-WXwGbtuq-jxx5HOfUWXtmjz2LgxB5ZG-EBtZls5rawYYpXQjAf3PIB9Qh2gtwvCaNaNw8z-Cgryrt37lfVD-sHwm4qumD0dv5vEEc-HVE8WIxfxBaqm5oYrWF9OcV6zV8/s1600-h/january+059.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295355633559303106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOCE5C19HQdA-WXwGbtuq-jxx5HOfUWXtmjz2LgxB5ZG-EBtZls5rawYYpXQjAf3PIB9Qh2gtwvCaNaNw8z-Cgryrt37lfVD-sHwm4qumD0dv5vEEc-HVE8WIxfxBaqm5oYrWF9OcV6zV8/s320/january+059.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-nZmP7l8a6_swTWFPxsc6qpiSicoCC0F2sv9VhsNFiLGWlGrw71dU5QWTQNYux3qRIKYi0PGCTTEfsm9JHY1QgbT4nF-C8gRVOwbVAVIgsPWyg8km5AKv5HTpiqXEl1Ae_Dvbwlg-Ykt8/s1600-h/january+060.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295355631221460434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-nZmP7l8a6_swTWFPxsc6qpiSicoCC0F2sv9VhsNFiLGWlGrw71dU5QWTQNYux3qRIKYi0PGCTTEfsm9JHY1QgbT4nF-C8gRVOwbVAVIgsPWyg8km5AKv5HTpiqXEl1Ae_Dvbwlg-Ykt8/s320/january+060.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#663366;">The other night landon got really tired and wanted be held and rocked so he grabbed his blanket and crawled up into bobby's lap, curled up and nodded off to dream land. It got me thinking about how many times i want to just crawl up into my Heavenly father's lap and be rocked. Well guess what..it is a total possibility. It amazed me how quickly Landon was able to relax and find comfort in bobby's arms...This is a perfect mirror of what our Father is offering to us. He wants hold us and cuddle us. He wants to help us relax and give us a place to lay our heavy heads. SO put down your cares. Put on some warm pjs, get your blanket and crawl up into the Lap that is longing to hold you. Let his arms will help you find rest. Be blessed.</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#663366;"></span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="color:#663366;">Purchased.</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#663366;">mheinze</span></strong></div></div></div>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-28057288085116868262009-01-25T15:46:00.003-06:002009-01-25T15:54:52.698-06:00Pull Me Daddy!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Lur-toX3SEewvN58SoZsD2XhJEn-tByX5W_HeI3bJUYJsC-QPHe4-5GA2dRfQTCTS1eGozCE25sqO3APZ2Fxc6i1s6eSQtvMP8VAYAU2clKhGCZacjyqhMFh-V0pCFtzVtEudn1nqnak/s1600-h/january+117.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295352756447533746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Lur-toX3SEewvN58SoZsD2XhJEn-tByX5W_HeI3bJUYJsC-QPHe4-5GA2dRfQTCTS1eGozCE25sqO3APZ2Fxc6i1s6eSQtvMP8VAYAU2clKhGCZacjyqhMFh-V0pCFtzVtEudn1nqnak/s320/january+117.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV6Px7uyWBDOU4FXwruibBeAAY5cu35XUbiWH5MGFSsHPfG95_QfYKkd_dDukt24JI3izyYMjsNPb2MvvWNcT0c8cKfjP7kNyWhHvHpJvYZSfp3G7Q1wrKla8BJQKNcXh6_R6e2yWqDnaM/s1600-h/january+111.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295352749351155842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV6Px7uyWBDOU4FXwruibBeAAY5cu35XUbiWH5MGFSsHPfG95_QfYKkd_dDukt24JI3izyYMjsNPb2MvvWNcT0c8cKfjP7kNyWhHvHpJvYZSfp3G7Q1wrKla8BJQKNcXh6_R6e2yWqDnaM/s320/january+111.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht-lWuSNOlLgu8hCsnoSXm3AMKI4rI_aOWWXAvn7vheuBoJo_DFWIZ6e2_cfrCIKM_Nc8FzbnAZF3ZC3eJhP5G6i-tQU97xtxtvj9nQWcLGKF41G_14rqYDBHFUXWvQWyLpph6FiDr9Dgn/s1600-h/january+108.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295352746732592162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht-lWuSNOlLgu8hCsnoSXm3AMKI4rI_aOWWXAvn7vheuBoJo_DFWIZ6e2_cfrCIKM_Nc8FzbnAZF3ZC3eJhP5G6i-tQU97xtxtvj9nQWcLGKF41G_14rqYDBHFUXWvQWyLpph6FiDr9Dgn/s320/january+108.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9gYNTI107b9jaZNM-Sn0KYqxyKeas7kCI0RIFmTRcqmNwOPAWapygS0l31Vn9x_hrWN2gZ6c7-QHP-WlJJEUFgAX5nApLDhizgIu2gzXjP-oOhbz17raSawHDqnX9caHFRPwk1csWaDsW/s1600-h/january+101.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295352739849156258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9gYNTI107b9jaZNM-Sn0KYqxyKeas7kCI0RIFmTRcqmNwOPAWapygS0l31Vn9x_hrWN2gZ6c7-QHP-WlJJEUFgAX5nApLDhizgIu2gzXjP-oOhbz17raSawHDqnX9caHFRPwk1csWaDsW/s320/january+101.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">A few nights ago Bobby and I took Landon for a walk in the wagon. He decided that Big Ball needed to come. Landon is getting to the age where something from home has to come with us every time we leave the house. FUN FOR US! So we embarked on our journey. We had been cooped up in the house all day and the sky had finally cleared so we decided to get out for a minute before the sun when down. We walked down the street to parking lot to Landon run and play with "Big Ball" He loved it but he just doesn't seem old enough to be running and chasing a ball...thank your Father for my blessed family. I love both of my men....</span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">be blessed.</span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Purchased</span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">mheinze</span></div></div></div></div>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-8879772766076474332009-01-25T15:29:00.003-06:002009-01-25T15:45:30.875-06:00Bubbles, Elmo, and SHISHES!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3vONEEvw1bqv_LDiQQoTOAWEcdr6AetkXjgK5c8GrqeOSkVl-eG_Lgq-och66GVDvjCvrymzWbmhK8z3XDHH-EUvkayBsX4j4xpSy0O_AcimsWrG94tBlgBLopNlrqjw0Y_LKH9XY-_9o/s1600-h/january+009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295347998150376018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3vONEEvw1bqv_LDiQQoTOAWEcdr6AetkXjgK5c8GrqeOSkVl-eG_Lgq-och66GVDvjCvrymzWbmhK8z3XDHH-EUvkayBsX4j4xpSy0O_AcimsWrG94tBlgBLopNlrqjw0Y_LKH9XY-_9o/s320/january+009.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKwCehS93lM5ok_VL6kkk8EwIdKkdcXXHwlCXv118cuMC5Jr6E7T8QWm-DM1Di_PKXU8BOD69feiYDSTMide02GCfHDuGCDoyErh78QJxmxtqeo7LojUWnb7rS9DoiXNswEpCRIePcjK2g/s1600-h/january+033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295347993164757506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKwCehS93lM5ok_VL6kkk8EwIdKkdcXXHwlCXv118cuMC5Jr6E7T8QWm-DM1Di_PKXU8BOD69feiYDSTMide02GCfHDuGCDoyErh78QJxmxtqeo7LojUWnb7rS9DoiXNswEpCRIePcjK2g/s320/january+033.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgk7oU0TDcqzbNIjiMcUA2psIHBYjfYPQGQvAQlYbpOWE-MyWLDcJ4chj_gOaVfGyGmlc5PeR8gzQ7T56IdLjpGgoIrDlx1YNtm-5_ttmrhcblaKEs4nK1Ddx0Wf7h3b-X7WYaiobyb17l/s1600-h/january+004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295347985220892930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgk7oU0TDcqzbNIjiMcUA2psIHBYjfYPQGQvAQlYbpOWE-MyWLDcJ4chj_gOaVfGyGmlc5PeR8gzQ7T56IdLjpGgoIrDlx1YNtm-5_ttmrhcblaKEs4nK1Ddx0Wf7h3b-X7WYaiobyb17l/s320/january+004.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSzQH8msfX1X3dRf0QvHNCc89eku1EfA4QATtKRjR2J0WxAyrsHk52nog7Qkt40dqoRZ8_zdL-P5y_8Nk9Lz3oaruYpUGRMyUrNGunl48xIcKZLZDmEe66AXqqu9SlMpXectcXoI7-v9ci/s1600-h/january+001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295347981072893666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSzQH8msfX1X3dRf0QvHNCc89eku1EfA4QATtKRjR2J0WxAyrsHk52nog7Qkt40dqoRZ8_zdL-P5y_8Nk9Lz3oaruYpUGRMyUrNGunl48xIcKZLZDmEe66AXqqu9SlMpXectcXoI7-v9ci/s320/january+001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Landon loves bath time...at any time of the day you can ask him what he wants to do and he will repeat...bubbles, elmo, and shishes momma! You see landon thinks that every time the bath water is run...elmo and fish magically appear. This is the high light of his days...sad to say, i am so happy that my BOY loves to take baths...i know that this one day will change but for now i am enjoying it. The other night i took some pictures of him in the tub. He would play their for hours if i let him and he always gets very sad when i take him out. I think that after 45 minutes we should really get out but Landon almost wont have it. Actually I think he would sleep there if i let him. He also i never satisfied with the water when i turn it off. He has learned how to turn it back on...big battle in my house. SO i stay close and let him have little extra...because heaven knows that " you can not swim like a fish in only 2 inches of water" Bobby sings this funny song about being clean...yea i know "bobby sings" but anyways landon loves it and we just sit and laugh..my boy is growing to fast...Lord please slow these moments down..i don't want them to pass by to quickly. Bathtime with Landon reminds me how we should be with our father when it is time to cleanse our hearts...Yes we as Christians need a Spiritual bath every now and again. I think of the way it would feel if landon hated his bath..he would kick and scream, with me knowing all time that it was the right thing for him. I would have a hard time getting him clean and making sure all the dirt was washed away. SO let me ask you...are you kicking and screaming when your father tries to clean you up after a hard day or muddy fall? and are you jerking about not letting him scrub off all the muck of the battles your fight every day. When i give landon a bath i just want him to be clean and fresh...that is all your father wants for you. He washes you with the word and the spirit. Are you showering everyday or has it been a while? Let your father "Sing to you" like bobby sings to landon and find your bubbles and enjoy your BATH...Landon always sleeps better after a good bath...so will you...be blessed.</span></strong></div><div> </div><div><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Purchased</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000099;">mheinze</span></strong></div></div></div></div>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-17599620408407961152009-01-25T15:18:00.004-06:002009-01-25T15:29:35.192-06:00Dinner Date and Girls Night In<strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;">I guess you can say that landon had a dinner date with the baird girls this weekend...On Friday night, bobby and his guy buds went for a night at a cabin! Gou guessed it the ladies and the kids settled in for some tv, mac & cheese, chicken strips, apple juice and play time...being a mom is so much fun. Landon loved playing with the girls. Kristen and Cass where there too and so was my friend Katie who is pregnant...The baird's mom was there emily and she is also expecting..i guess it is the thing to do..but i am going to wait a little while longer. Bryce was also there..i got some sweet snuggle time with him. It felt good to get some cuddling in with such a cutie pie..i guess the baby fever is starting with me too...but SHHHH don't tell bobby..Thanks girls i had a blast and i can not wait to do it again...and yes em..next time boys with kids and us out on the town... have a blessed week.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"></span></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtmub_MnGJzWaD75Q2JzXvr-cAyEo_PivIAsFlzYKBe5aiDM3W9PjU2V94JvZ6K1In5O8rEiFpxjQDtFmi88Cuhv_x1HXf9MHQtweUKfbIVWB0bi4VdmcRPdI3xdz4Cqzheaa9DP8StNnx/s1600-h/january+227.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295344652784308194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtmub_MnGJzWaD75Q2JzXvr-cAyEo_PivIAsFlzYKBe5aiDM3W9PjU2V94JvZ6K1In5O8rEiFpxjQDtFmi88Cuhv_x1HXf9MHQtweUKfbIVWB0bi4VdmcRPdI3xdz4Cqzheaa9DP8StNnx/s320/january+227.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFTUkW2EXBL5GRF5oG0-Lug-BvS8tM9FOM5XSoeezVsl7deMlQirNl0namnMqq7BpQXpcGqDQSn2ofCwv2Qp80AGAxLTxMXbt8MxPBwMPh-L36kEXLDjBBDNXxVP2QQi98DFAQoKMS6Jsm/s1600-h/january+235.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295344644590727186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFTUkW2EXBL5GRF5oG0-Lug-BvS8tM9FOM5XSoeezVsl7deMlQirNl0namnMqq7BpQXpcGqDQSn2ofCwv2Qp80AGAxLTxMXbt8MxPBwMPh-L36kEXLDjBBDNXxVP2QQi98DFAQoKMS6Jsm/s320/january+235.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0EcxFYMgcikvo5HS-ICFlhwLFGFiUaXCr8XkecWf2jxqLPmGo1Uxrc4E8NyKxFWaGtmb9yeEHdIdk1V_gMLaYsKxMPKLaJGSeilinCqrv3PG9b1nli_0KCfDZcEIXW371XGcK1b-slTXq/s1600-h/january+226.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295344635101905682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0EcxFYMgcikvo5HS-ICFlhwLFGFiUaXCr8XkecWf2jxqLPmGo1Uxrc4E8NyKxFWaGtmb9yeEHdIdk1V_gMLaYsKxMPKLaJGSeilinCqrv3PG9b1nli_0KCfDZcEIXW371XGcK1b-slTXq/s320/january+226.JPG" border="0" /></a> Purchased....</div><div>mheinze<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90220734156226232.post-86523245750751196252009-01-03T20:25:00.002-06:002009-01-03T21:04:14.336-06:00fireworks and grand-parents<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg0BdYZg1vWuT-bFP-dOPTriSHXA7BxML-I8T7IvJ4pUilp724YkVBldD4UFcIKaXknEfAdM1x3Z96XLLwfMSAB0-K5-Y5Xtrb3WQQwbIV1IdJ1TJ7Zo4QpsW03mHzBZYu7IRyDsGF7ZQx/s1600-h/DSC01857.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287261069494557906" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwzVudPv8NG7ipsw0ZJPQjjty5bdQzDwggE5T-fpnoPJoXvBl0Jixue-oTo0lVZJgkeMU8gK9Q0-NeyGCNQXKehoRdpEKZeKVtH0s9Mg8Gisfrev6a9aEsvyNq2VpUqeE3eg5gsLv7WSEh/s320/DSC01853.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmeIvi-0nhixo3K-3JDzxoX7GcZ8f6U9ep0JrtXTXOgZBo8Y7YiUP-c73i51ZF-h0xcqCXqPaGFZ8_J5ZmG69ALY1-LZTt1LBOQywW-TlBxW267EhhyphenhyphenoSqqYY-OrdFWtgYyVz29d0IQjP7/s1600-h/DSC01850.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287261051192788834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmeIvi-0nhixo3K-3JDzxoX7GcZ8f6U9ep0JrtXTXOgZBo8Y7YiUP-c73i51ZF-h0xcqCXqPaGFZ8_J5ZmG69ALY1-LZTt1LBOQywW-TlBxW267EhhyphenhyphenoSqqYY-OrdFWtgYyVz29d0IQjP7/s320/DSC01850.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe1kuH00NY4QE_TJjl8Z9MvQfJpInc89QK4fnX-tXwjaEa-EmmOPgQx0cRVHzW__eUu0yv712sbzS-Lr5QwsXtzUl5OBrtnJC7X_XAM3g4-Yoh95sDwSV1_Yr4pKpa_ntcRAHA5_yslGhm/s1600-h/DSC01846.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287261041399248258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe1kuH00NY4QE_TJjl8Z9MvQfJpInc89QK4fnX-tXwjaEa-EmmOPgQx0cRVHzW__eUu0yv712sbzS-Lr5QwsXtzUl5OBrtnJC7X_XAM3g4-Yoh95sDwSV1_Yr4pKpa_ntcRAHA5_yslGhm/s320/DSC01846.JPG" border="0" /></a> For some reason landon felt safer with his nae-nae there while we did fireworks. We had a great time..i love all these new experiences with him..the last picture is with my grandparents..landon's great grandparents...mamaw and papaw..he loves these two..they took care of him from about 4 weeks to almost 4 months of age..they were life savers....</div><div>purchased...</div><div>mheinze<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div></div>The Heinze'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16640093517842653188noreply@blogger.com1