One Seven

When we first started having children, it seemed like all we could make was boys. I quickly honed my skills at tumbling, wrestling and the fine art of well-timed farting.  Clearly, I was meant to be a "boy dad" and I figured that was my lot in life was navigating fun while at the same time avoiding a trip to the ER.

Then, in 1999, this little girl showed up (followed by her two sisters). As it turns out, I love being a "girl dad" too! These girls were taught to keep up with their rough and tumble brothers, but they were also loved, cuddled, and cherished as beautiful daughters. 

Happy Birthday Abigail Sarah. You have been "your father's joy" for 17 years!  

Quietly making noise,
Fletch (Dad)

Viva El Ocho!

He wasn't supposed to see, or walk, or do a lot of normal things that other kids do, but God doesn't always follow expectations. So, instead of raising a blind and lame child, we have a little boy that runs, swims, and rides bikes just as fast as every other kid. He struggles with reading and behavior and he will most likely need our help for a long time, but that's not bad compared to the prognosis we were given by the neurologist when we left the hospital. (Oh yeah! God is also not done yet with this story).

Mighty Joe turns 8 today!

I'm telling you, this kid has been blessed. Even his birthday is celebrated with Mexican food and parties.Want to celebrate with us? Raise up a margarita, eat some nachos or crank up the mariachi music today and join us in celebrating God's goodness in the life of Mighty Joe! 

Quietly making noise,
Fletch