Trip to Menards and Yard work Day for the Burows...

Chris had the boys help him get 2 by 4's for our backyard Gazebo.. It blew away in a storm last year, so this year Chris and the boys are going to tether it down with some weight...

This is my baby.. I love walkways, purple flowers (any flower for that matter).. I love gardening, I love planting, I love picking out annuals..I even love watering them each evening.. I find it very relaxing..




This weird contorted bush, is my mothers day gift a few years ago.. It is a very artsy tree and is the main centerpiece of my little garden.. Look at the beautiful colors..All the pink and purple...

My baby is growing up !!!!

Nick is five, and he is learning to play baseball.. He didn't sign up for a league, but once he saw big brother Josh playing, he wished he had.. I just couldn't resist just how cute he looks with his hat cockeyed and crooked. AHHHHH....

Boys really do want to be like their Daddys !!!!!

Josh is playing the spoon. Why, you ask? Because we were out of guitars, at first he thought his little brothers looked silly playing pretend band,and having so much fun, but soon he was wish he had a guitar, so decided to play the spoon..

Zack on the right, shows the most interest and ability (along somewhat with Nick) and natural ability to keep a beat... Unlike their daddy, who plays the bass, he had a hard time learning it and keeping a beat.. He has overcome that, and plays beautifully now...

Nick, of course had seen way to many videos of Chris' old rock concerts... I hope this happens for real when they are older.. I just pray they will enjoy music and use it to glorify God, or even just to have appreciation for good music..

Ahhh.. so cute.

Believe me when I say..."Tornados and Horseback riding don't mix !!!!"

Isn't he cute on that BIG horse....Well sit back and listen to this tale of the storm..

We had a caregroup picnic up at a farm in Wisconsin.. Josh was a little scared at first, but once he got on, boy he wanted to ride again and again.. The first response he said after getting off,"Mom, you always hear about how 'girls love horses' , well, is it wrong or weird for me a boy to love them..." Ahh, that was so sweet... Needless to say, I think we will be taking many trips out to the farm.. The man who owns it, uses it as a ministry.. He doesnt charge much, and he welcomes kids to come out and brush and groom the horses so they stay charmed by the kids,but he also warns us of the GREAT storms they have each year.. We saw a spark of lightning.. A little unnerving..

Yes, everything looked calm, and fun, but just after Josh got off, the next group was mounting and heading off, when ,within 10-15 minutes a HUGE storm blew in.. The horses started bucking and neighing.. Evidently, horses get very spooked during storms.. It is tornado season here in Minnesota and when a tornado has been spotted,well sirens go off.. This did not improve the mood of and already spooked horse.. So, the owner is yelling at anyone not afraid of getting trampled on by a 500 pound horse to come quick, (He was more or lessing YELLING this at the top of his lungs).."Get the saddles off, let the horses in the field, someone let the horses out of the barn.!!!!". Meanwhile, the whole rest of the caregroup was down in the cellar hiding, us not so smart people stayed and rescued the horses.. We got the saddles off more or less, patted the horses on the rump to run. It felt like I was in a little house on the prairie scenario and Pa just spotted a fire in the barn.. Needless to say, my husband was not the least bit thrilled that I ran to help the horses while he was in the cellar keeping the boys away from the enormous spiders.. All the little girls are yelling and crying, even some boys were crying..But not my three sons, within the time frame the storm came and went, they came out of the cellar.. They run up and ask "Mom, can we go back down in the cellar with the spiders and do that again.. Ooooh.. Do I have boys or what....