Busy days

Wow what a crazy couple of weeks it has been. I've been doing so many sleep studies that I think I dream about sleep studies; which is kind of odd. Don't get me wrong, I am totally thankful for my job(s), and how they provide for my family and me. I guess it is better to be busy than to not have enough work.
It seems like it is the middle of summer here. We almost broke 100 this past week. It has now gone back down to a more seasonal 83 today.
The kids are well, and Beth is still the most awesome wife. Her mom celebrated her retirement from teaching this week. They had a big retirement party at her school this past Tuesday, and now she is officially retired. She is going to start giving private piano lessons next fall, as a way to supplament their retirement income.
We are ready for summer...there is alot coming up. Next week we are going to Hutto,TX to pick up a couple cousins, and they are going to come spend a week with us. Then after that week, we are going to the annual Roth Reunion for Father's Day weekend. Then, the first week in July we are going to Family Camp at New Life Ranch. That is always a blast.
The rest of the summer we will be staying home and resting up for our big trip to Yellowstone in September.
Well, I'm supposed to be working, so.....chow.

My kids

Hello to all from Edmond,OK ! It is funny sometimes you just get going with the everyday things in life...and you just get in this zone. time is passing and your not even conscience of it. Yesterday evening I went to play basketball with some friends at a neighborhood park, and took Chance and Reagan with me. While I was playing, I would periodically look around and see what they were up to. Reagan had already met 2 kids roughly her age and had began playing with them. She has such a great personality, so outgoing and sharing. We took their bicycles with us in the back of the truck, and it was not long before she was sharing her bike with the other two kids, taking turns. I was so proud of her.Meanwhile I look around and find Chance just sitting under a tree reading. When his sister needed help getting her bike out of the truck, he just got up and went and helped her without complaint or grumbling. Then went back to his tree and his book. He is more mature than me ! I am very blessed to have such an awesome son. I tell him this all the time, "You are destined for greatness". I believe that, he is going to do great things! When we were done playing basketball one of the guys at the park asked me how old my kids were. I told him 11 and 8, and he was blown away at their maturity and attitude (he had been yelling across the park to get his 12 year old to come to the car, while I just said "Chance and Reagan, lets go....and they said yessir and got in the truck). Talk about a proud poppa!

I am truly blessed to have such great kids. I am thankful that early on in parenthood we got wise council and Godly teaching on how to train them. I am thankful for an awesome wife, who is 100X more consistant in that training than I am. I'll be the first to admit, I am lucky. I get to be the guy that comes home from work, and does all the fun stuff with the kids.
Time is flying by....but they are still kids. After we left the park we stopped and got some ice cream as a kind of "atta boy" for what I observed from them. It wasn't five minutes before Reagan was covered with melting ice cream. So, there are still funny "kid" moments to be cherished as well.

What a week

This past week has been a roller coaster for our family and many of our friends. On Monday we buried a good friend of ours, the child of a very good friend of ours. He was in his early twenties, and just a joy to be around. He was not perfect, but wow, what a great guy he was. Many friends gathered together last weekend and just cried, told stories, laughed, held each other...it was terrible and wonderful all at the same time. The funeral was a wonderful celebration. I was fortunate enough to be asked to participate through music. I and the other people in the band were very nervouse before everything started, but once we got going....it was awesome. We sang and played, and it was just a great time of worship to our God, and thankgiving for letting us be a part of the young man's life. God was glorified, not only in this guys life, but also in his death. I will see him again...we will get to jam together in eternity...how cool is that!!
I will say it again and again
God is good, all the time!