Will you marry me?

Three years ago, today, Marc asked me to marry him. It's kinda a funny story. His birthday is on April 22nd and he was planning on asking me then, with our friends and family in town to celebrate his birthday. Who would have thought he would choose his b-day to do it? Not me. I had been waiting for every holiday, birthday, valentines day, etc... for the previous 4 years and nothing ever happened. (Yes, I did say 4 years.) So, we had friends and family coming in to town. Marc's house was a mess and I was there cleaning it. Well, he chose to be out with his friends because Wednesdays, back then, were his boys nights. I'm sure you can imagine the thoughts going through my head because I was cleaning HIS house (a wifely duty) while he was out and about. The longer he was gone, the more irritated I got. When he got home, through tears, I let him know how I felt. I didn't think that I should be acting like his wife without being his wife. If he wasn't going to ever do this, then we need to talk, etc.... I'm sure I probably said a lot more that you can use your imagination. I had no idea what he had planned. Well, in an effort to get me to quit freaking out and in fear that I was going to break up with him, he left the room while I was bawling. I figured he was getting Kleenex. He comes back with Kleenex and a box. He says, "Well, you kinda messed up my plans for Friday, but I guess its ok." I couldn't believe it. He then proceeds to get on one knee and says, "Mika (maybe Breck, don't remember???) Decker, will you marry me?" I began crying harder, if that was possible, and said, "Are you serious?" and "YES!!!!!" It really is a sweet story to me, but still makes me laugh. I always asked him what he was going to do the next time to make me stop crying? He couldn't really top that one. Even though he was a little slow getting there, I wouldn't change a thing. God has blessed me way more than I deserve with this man that is such a wonderful husband and best friend. Marc, I love you now, more than ever.

Here are our engagement pics. They are black and white from the newspaper. Man, we look like babies to me.

Whew! What a morning!

Ok, it is days like today that I really stop and appreciate Marc, my husband. He went out of town yesterday for a hunting trip. Last night wasn't a big deal because Jarrett and I just hung out and did the usual night time routine. BUT, we didn't have to be anywhere on time either, unlike this morning. Ahhhh!!! We even got up a little earlier this morning, but for some reason we piddled. We rocked for a little while, I had to take a shower, we ate breakfast, and then we had to get both of us ready. I don't think that I realize how much Marc helps me in the morning. Even if it is just getting Jarrett dressed or shoes on his feet. Every little thing helps. I need to stop more often to tell him that I appreciate how much he does for me. Alot of the time, I think I dwell on the times when I need help and he's not there. I need to quit taking him for granted because I know that he helps me a lot more than other dads and I need the thank the Lord for blessing me with such a wonderful husband and daddy for Jarrett.

Easter Weekend

Three day weekends are GREAT! I think we should have them a lot more. We were busy, busy the entire time, but it was so much fun. Marc's family came in to town on Friday. We took the kids to eat at the 50th Street Caboose and then swimming at their hotel. I was a little worried about Jarrett still enjoying the water like he did last summer, but he loved it.

On Saturday, everyone came to the house and then we all went to Sear's to get the kids' pictures taken. That's where the new pic at the top came from. They turned out great. The group ones turned out good too, but of course I'm pretty partial to my little guy. He did so good and his turned out great. This creates such a dillema for me to decide on which ones to choose.

After the pictures, we were back at the house getting ready for our "Easter" dinner. We did it on Saturday because some of the family had to leave that night. The food was great and the kids had a blast hunting eggs, even if it was sprinkling.

The family that was still here went to church with us yesterday and then headed out. Marc, Jarrett, and I went on to Brownfield to eat lunch with my family. It all worked out so well and we got to see everyone. It was a perfect weekend!

March 08-09

I was just looking through my pics that I have on my computer. I have pics from March 08 and now from March 09. I can't believe how much he has changed. I wish I had better ones on this computer, but the ones I have are from my cell phone. So, they aren't that great of quality and for some reason, with my cell, I am forever chopping the top of his head off. I don't know why. I am posting another boots pic from this year because it really shows how "grown up" he looks. It's kinda sad to me that he has already changed so much. But on the other hand, he is so much fun right now. He makes us laugh all the time and keeps us on our toes.

Spring Break!!!

Doesn't he look so big in his Wranglers and boots?

Jarrett and Benjamin

Wow, I can't believe that Spring Break has already come and gone. It was definitely great to be off, but there wasn't a lot of down time the entire week. I will have pics coming soon. I have to get them off my camera, but I had a minute to blog so I thought I should do it when I could.
FIRST HALF:
My break began with my Grandmother passing away. She was 85 and has had alzheimers for many many years now. She had come down with pneumonia and it just went downhill from there. We have been waiting for this for many years because she hasn't been "Grandmother" for a long time. It was a blessing in a sense because she is now with her Savior and with my Pap. I can't imagine how sweet a reunion that must have been. We have joked that he probably got on to her for taking so long.

My brother and his family came from Arkansas, so we had some great family time with them. The kids, Evyn and Elijah, are great with Jarrett.

Even though we were gathering for a funeral, it was great to spend time with our family. All 7 of the grandkids were home and got to visit and let our kids spend time together. My cousin, Tory, has a little boy name Gideon. My cousin, Gina, was here from Virginia, and has Benjamin who will be a year old in May. Jarrett got to play with Benjamin for the first time and Gideon too. They've seen each other, but not when they were all mobile. It was great to see them, even if it was only for the day. My Grandmother is smiling down on us all and finally getting to see our babies. I would have loved for her to have gotten to meet Jarrett, Benjamin, and Gideon and to see us all being mommies. I think she would be so proud.
SECOND HALF:
Details of our First and Second Flights
Jarrett and I went to Dallas to stay with one of my best friends, Kasey, her husband, Scott, and their son, Tye. It was Jarrett's first time to fly. Since, I was taking him by myself, I was a nervous wreck. I packed everything that I could think of and then some. Marc dropped us off at the airport and got us checked in. From security on, we were on our own. I let him play and eat while waiting for the plane. Once we boarded, I just prayed that everything was going to go ok. I didn't want to have "that kid" that everyone dreads seeing on the plane. Luckily, we sat by this wonderful lady that happened to be a grandma. She was great! Jarrett would hand his stuff to her and she didn't even seem to mind. I worried that he was bothering her, but she didn't let on that he was. We weren't quite as lucky on the way home. We had to get up before 6 to make our 8 o'clock flight. The plane was late. By the time we got on, he was screaming because he wanted down. One guy sat beside us and then was relieved to find out that he was in the wrong seat. I'm sure the girl sitting there was oh so happy to take his seat. Jarrett wanted down so bad. He was bowing(sp???) his back, pushing me, and throwing his passy down the aisle. I am sweating profusely. This is all before we have even left the gate. I contemplate crying in hopes of gaining sympathy from the people around us. Finally, I just stopped and prayed that this situation would get better. Before we were in the air, Jarrett was asleep and slept until we pulled up at the next gate. It just goes to show you that no matter how insignificant we think a prayer might be, God is ALWAYS listening.

Waiting for the plane.

Our time in Dallas

I played volleyball with Kasey at UTPB, in Odessa. Ever since then, she has been one of my most trusted and valued friends. I haven't gotten to see her since her baby shower and Tye turns two in a couple of weeks. It had been way too long. So, my Jarrett and her Tye got to meet finally. They had so much fun together. They got along better than we expected. We had our moments, but for the most part, they were great little buddies. We went to this amazingly huge play ground that was a little boys dream. Then, we took them to the Fort Worth Zoo. I am sure that Jarrett will enjoy the zoo a little more when he is older, but we had fun anyway. It was just fun to get to spend time with them. Kasey and I have always been close and getting to see our boys playing together meant so much. We also got to have dinner with Vel, another friend from college, and her husband Michael. I hope our kids didn't scare them off from wanting children of their own. They were definitely a handful that night, but it had been a long couple of days and was our last night there. We were pooped when we got home, but it was such a great trip with wonderful memories.

Checkin' out the elephants!


Feeding the ducks!

Mr. Independent

The Sean Decker Band

My younger brother, Sean, has a Christian band. They have been playing together for a couple of years. I've gotten to hear them a couple of time. Once, at a church up here for Saw You At the Pole. The other time was last Saturday night in Brownfield. One of the churches brought Seventh Day Slumber to perform a concert. Sean's band got to open for them. It was amazing. They did such a good job and I couldn't have been prouder of him. I didn't tell anyone else around me this, but I got a little teary eyed when they started because they were great and the crowd's response was CRAZY. Sean is such a strong Christian and is doing wonderful things with this amazing talent God has given him. I'm sure many, including myself, were touched by their performance. They sing some popular songs, but they have 3 (I think) original ones that are so powerful. I wish I could somehow post them on here. Maybe, they will have them recorded someday and I will. For now, I'm posting some pics from the concert. The one of us three groupies is me, Mom, and Amber (Sean's wife). The rest are of Sean, the best little brother EVER.

Long time, no blog!

Wow, I can't believe how long it has been. I just haven't had anything blogworthy to talk about lately. I don't know why. Everytime that I thought about something, then i figured it would be more of me whining than blogging. So, until I'm out of my rut, here are a couple of recent pics of Jarrett. There are a couple of him in Marc's hunting gear with a couple of different calling devices. Then there are just a couple of random ones of him.