Jul 03 2012

Proud Papa

With Fourth of July tomorrow, it makes you think about more and appreciate our troops who sacrifice time with their families even their lives to defend that freedom we’re celebrating.

You think about all that they miss.  Saw this story of an Air Force staff sergeant who hasn’t seen his daughter in person in 2 years.

He’s been in Afghanistan.

But, with modern technology he’s able to follow her.  He would watch YouTube videos of her gymnastics routines, even showing her off to the others in his squadron.

On Friday he finally got the opportunity to see her gymnastic routines in person.  He surprised his daughter, Gabby Douglas, as she tried out for  US Women’s Olympic Gymnastic team.

She made the team!

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Jul 02 2012

Family Vacation

When you go on vacation you have fun, but the things you remember always seem to be the things that went wrong.  My kids will never forget this one.

Last week, I got to represent K-LOVE at KingsFest, a Christian Music Festival in Virginia at Kings Dominion amusement park.  I had a chance to meet many of you, and also had my kids with me.

But, there was one day, that did not go as planned.

Saturday morning we woke up to storm damage.  It’s the reason why millions in the east coast are without power right now. The big K-LOVE tent was damaged and everything in it soaked.  The plan was to spend the day meeting you at the tent, but it became a salvage operation.

We were in clean up mode at 6:30 in the morning.

So to save the day, I decided to hit the park with the kids and ride some roller coasters.  At about 7pm kids were in line for the last ride, after that we had plans to go see Toby Mac perform on stage.  I was excited because I got the honor of representing K-LOVE and introducing him to the crowd.

But, the clouds got dark, I spotted lightening, and I went into Mama Bear mode.

I yelled, “kids there’s a bad storm coming get out of this line now!!!”   There was no arguing with that tone of voice.  I crammed all 3 into the stroller and ran toward the stage, because I had this pass that would let us backstage, where I knew we could be covered and out of the storm.

Everyone else (6,000 people) went running away from the stage, but me and my stroller were running towards it.  We were like salmon swimming upstream.

It was like something out of that movie Twister.  Leaves were flying, and trash randomly swept up out of the trash cans.

We finally get backstage, which is like this basement literally under where the artists perform outdoors, and whoosh the rain hits.

So here we are, my 3 little kids, my stroller, and rock stars.  The basement was full of musicians, guitar players, roadies, and my rambunctious brood.  In a way it worked.

So then Toby Mac comes down to wait out the storm too.  He had to cancel his performance. I tried to play it cool and not be a fan and chat it up with him.  I introduced him to my kids, and my 6 year old,

Emily says, “Mommy who’s Toby Mac?”

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