Ruston and Warren

We are finally at home! We had a great time over the last few weeks catching up with family, old friends, and supporters of our ministry, but we are so pumped to be sleeping in our own beds and not living out of a suitcase any more.

We spent the last week in Ruston, LA, our college town and then in Warren, AR. In Ruston we were busy catching up with almost everyone we wanted to see, eating at all our old favorite spots (like Johnny's, Blue Light cafe, Ponchatoulas, and Log Cabin), and visiting LA Tech.

I've got lots of pictures to share. . .

With her Uncle Mike, Rocky's brother.

On the way to Ruston. Baby is sleeping. Life is good.

us in the Quad at LA Tech.

Adelaide and I checking out the Lady in the Mist, a LA Tech landmark.

Adelaide running in front of my old dorm, Harper.

No one does home cooking like Blue Light cafe. I mean look at this place, doesn't it look like they make some good black eyed peas and cornbread?

Us with the Catoes. They were like grandparents to us in college. They taught us how to play chickenfoot and always made us brownies.

Our old place at married student housing, aka Vetville. It has gone down hill quite a bit. Rocky says it is because he's no longer the manager.

On to Warren, AR. . .we went to spend a couple days with Jon and Brandi Nichols, our good friends from college. We met at Jon's parents place which is a super fun place to hang out. They own about 500 acres now and have four wheelers, a fishing pond, and tons of animals to feed and look at. Their son, Joseph, is right at 6 months older than Adelaide; they had fun playing together. Adelaide learned how to say "Joseph" and Joseph learned to say "Adelaide." Cute.

Here they are with Jon's mom, Mrs. Naoma, feeding the ducks and geese.

Checkin' out the animals.

I thought this picture was just super cute.

Since they feed the birds so much corn, there are about 20 deer that have grown unafraid and come right up to you to eat.

Adelaide playing in Joseph's gigantic sandbox.

There were so many things to ride at the Nichols. Adelaide loved the "tracta."

Swinging at the park in Warren. Right before we headed to the park that day we had been fishing. I noticed a wasp circling Adelaide but I never heard a peep from her so I didn't think anything of it. However, when we got on the Bad Boy for a ride, I noticed a huge swollen whelp on her leg. In the center of the whelp was a bright red spot. Crazy kid. Got stung by a wasp and didn't make a peep. The swelling went down in a few hours and was gone except for the red part by the next morning. She does better with wasps than with mosquitoes.

With Rocky at the park.

Occasionally a picture makes me think Adelaide looks so grown up. This is one of them.

Riding around the farm, checking out the cows. Adelaide's favorite animal sound is 'baaaa.' We'd tell her to say "moo" and she'd laugh and say "baaa" at the cows.

With her daddy (as she calls him now instead of dada) on the "Bad Boy."

Adelaide and Joseph on Brandi's dad's motorcycle. I love this picture. The expressions couldn't be more perfect.