Hunter Makes Some New Friends!

Hunter and his new friend Mr. Otter.

Hunter and his new friend Mr. Fox.

Hunter sitting with Great Grandpa John and Cousin Payton.

Hunter was very excited to meet Great Great Grandma Contri and Great Grandma Heenan!

What a Summer!

Okay, I'm late again with my posts, but I guess it's better late than never. Enjoy!

Hunter hanging out at Grandma Andy's house.

I took a training trip to Kansas City to learn about basic train operations.

Jason and Jodi had a wedding reception and baby shower.

Hunter took his first airplane ride to Iowa.













We ate chocolate cupcakes.


















Hunter rode on a tractor for the first time with Uncle Ray.

Hunter also learned to drive a golf cart.

More Pics and Stuff

It's been awhile since my last update, and so much has happened. It is amazing how God has been working in our lives. Back in April, our close friends Blake and Adrina and their son moved in with us. They sold their home and needed a place to stay. Rachelle and I discussed the situation and offered them our spare rooms upstairs. Over the next six to eight weeks, God blessed our home by allowing all of us to spend quality time together. Blake and Adrina have an amazing family, and we are so greatful that God brought us even closer together during their stay.

In May, I was offered a job at BNSF Railway Company. I have been trying to get on with this company since the summer of 2005. To my disappointment, God kept shutting the doors of opportunity. However, last month he blessed me with a new career in the Labor Relations Department where I have learned that most of my bosses and many of my co-workers are Christians. It has been an amazing place to work, and I am enjoying more time with Rachelle and Hunter. The last two years are a testiment that "God's ways are not our ways." Thankfully, he is so much wiser than any of us, and his placement of me in my new job is blessing.

Finally, Rachelle and I--along with our best friends from church--are praying and preparing to plant a church near our homes at Eagle Mountain Lake. It is an exciting experience, and we ask that all of you pray that God guide our decisions and that all our plans are in accordance with his will.

Love ya'll,

Joey

Hunter driving Rachelle's car. At least he thinks he is anyway.

Hunter playing in the backyard with his new sprinkler.

What a stud!

Hunter enjoying a day at the waterpark.

Hunter showing off his muscles.

Here is the reason computers at our house do not work.

Daddy and Hunter

Hunter and I enjoying some father & son time.

Hunter Eating/Drinking Yogurt

Rachelle and I have been working hard to teach Hunter how to use eating utensils. Here are some pictures of our efforts.

BHS Prom 2007

I have to take a moment to brag on Rachelle. Not only is she an incredible wife and mother, she is also the Boswell H.S. Prom sponsor (and has been for the last 3 years). Anyway, she works very hard every year so that the students experience an awesome prom. Beginning in September of each year, she begins planning for it. This year, it was the best prom yet (in my humble opinion).

To give you some idea on how much planning it takes, I've posted some pictures from this year's prom. Just imagine trying to plan a formal dining/entertainment evening for 600 guests in a large ballroom.

Another Computer Bites the Dust

One evening, not too long ago, I was sitting in my easy chair checking my email. My angel of a son Hunter came over to sit on his daddy's lap. Hunter is fascinated with computers, television remote controls, and cell phones so I decided to let him sit on my lap and watch me check my email. Now, before I go any further with this story let me warn you that things are going downhill.

Hunter wants to push buttons on the keyboard. Since he has already broken a button on our last computer, I decided that this is not a good idea. Hunter--being the persistent little fellow that he is--continues his efforts. I decide to let him play with the remote control of the television. I also move the computer off my lap onto a nearby foot stool so that I can keep it a safe distance from Hunter.

Don't get ahead of me--I already know what you're thinking and . . . no, the computer does not fall off of the footstool.

Anyway, Hunter is not happy that I won't let him pound his little fists into the keyboard, and the remote control was not a suitable substitute. Therefore, he throws the remote control with remarkable accuracy into the monitor of my laptop. As soon as the remote control strikes the monitor, the screen shoots off an amazing array of colors before crapping out. As my laptop (which if you read back a few posts you will learn was relatively new) was taking its last breathe . . . about to go to computer heaven . . . Hunter looked at me with a smile.