Strep Throat Christmas

Hello My Loving Friends and Family,
Well, I hope that this Christmas was full of warm fuzzies. Mine was. On Sunday night I started to come down with something. My face was warm and flushed. My oldest son just came down with Strep throat a week before, and now my fear of catching the same was becoming reality. The next morning my throat was swollen and temperatures were raising. My loving husband carried me down to the clinic. I was givin some Amoxicillin and wished a Merry Christmas. The doctor didn't charge us a thing for the visit or the meds. Wow Huh! Unfortunately, the meds were not working, in fact they were making things worse. I'll save you the awful details and just tell you that the meds were ceased and I was left to fight on my own. My temp would reach 104.8. James would give me some Tylenol and Advil mix to brake it an stop the awful aches and pains from taking place. It was agony to eat anything...keep it down. I would brake out in these massive night sweats that would literally drench my clothes an pillow. I'm now a whop'n 120 pounds. 5 days in agony. But I tell you, there is healing on the Sabbath day. I got up and made my family breakfast tacos. I'm not fully there yet but I will be by the end of this day. I love and miss you all. Thank-you for checking up on me. And Praise be to God for healling and keeping my husband alive off of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
RaeAnn

Shake it like an elf!

Click on the link for a good laugh at my expense.
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Christmas Spirit

So this year I have mercy for the trees. I decided to buy a "fake" tree. I know some of you may be appalled, but we got this tree for a great price. It's a blue spruce, ands stands about 8ft. We saw that in the stores they are going for $250. However, we got ours for $40. The branches fold down automatically when you assemble it together. We do miss that fresh pine scent, and it does take up half the dining room. It's awesome!



We have added a cranberry and popcorn string to the tree since this picture...so beautiful

Our Table Story

Before James and I were married, he had mentioned to me that he was inheriting a large oak table from his step dad. He told me that it had six chairs and an extension piece that could allow eight to ten people to dine comfortably. I was excited! Who wouldn't be, I mean those kinds of tables go for a couple thousand dollars. He did, however, forget to mention the condition of the chairs. These chairs have been through 9 children with pets. In the above picture, I am pointing at a clean patch of fabric I cut from the underside of the chair, while wearing the repulsed look of how I really felt about my chairs. I wish I would have got a picture of the worst chair. It had holes in the corners. Way past the point of using Resolve cleaner to fix the problem.

So, with enough whining for the whole year, I was able to motivate the family in reupholstering the chairs. My dead line was Thanksgiving. Once we bought the expensive fabric, we then began the gruelling work of pulling apart the chairs. The way the factory put them together was awful for the person who wanted to reupholster later on. The bottoms contained at least 150 staples, and the tops about 300. It took me about an hour an a half to take apart one chair. I then took them all to James moms house, including the top to my ceder chest, cause mom is the expert at this kind of stuff. Poor mom, she literally worked all day and was able to complete 5 of the 6.
THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH!!


Yes, even the husband joined in the fun...doesn't he look like he's having fun?
And this is our finished product. I'm so happy! Now I can host and not be so ashamed of my chairs. What do you guys think?

Thanksgiving Pettett Style

So, I know that these pictures are really blurry, but the idiot picture taker (me) forgot to take the camera setting off night time setting- which makes the exposure longer-thus the blurriness. But, Thanksgiving was greeeaatt! We had 21 people stuck in our home, 7 pies, 2 turkey, and you name it, it was there. It was my mini version of the banquet table we sit at when we get to Heaven.

Some of the yummy pies...
Zack, Brook's brother, had a great time entertaining the boys...

Growling Baby Bear

Alli talk'n with Daddy. She's now started to growl instead of screech...it's quite funny.

I Found BIG FOOT!

I Found Big Foot! In fact, I married him! These are my husbands size 14 snow shoe along side my size 6. They are so enormously huge that Rissa does her leg exercises with them to build muscle.

We woke up this morning to our grass sprinkled with snow, like powdered sugar on daddy's famous crepes. The boys made a bee line after breakfast just to play in it. It was only 10 seconds after they made it out the door when I heard Timmy screaming, "I'm tell'n mama on you Wes!!" I got up and went to the back door to see what was the matter. When I opened the door there was Timmy with big alligator tears streaming down his face and stomp'n his feet telling me Wes had hit him with a snowball. I looked at Wes and he just had this big "Innocent but guilty" look on his face. I said well Timmy you just need to make a snowball and hit him back. Suddenly, in a blink of an eye, Timmy said YA! and ran down the steps to do just that. I looked at Wes and he was excited that he now had Timmy to share in the "friendly" game of snowball fight. Unfortunately Wes had to make snow balls for both him and Timmy. Timmy didn't quite get the whole snowball making method down. But he was happy to do it even if it meant scraping the log for snow before the sun melted it away.

Thanksgiv'n here yet!!

Alli, loves her swing. Especially when shes got her brothers in front of her entertaining her. Shes been really drooly lately. Maybe it's teething season. So to keep her from soaking her shirt mama puts a bib around her neck.
She loves floor time play. This play toy contraption is suppose to hang over her head for her to swat at, but she scoots herself up just far enough to grab it and take a taste...mmm, fuzzy animal

"Awe..sweet cheeks...you have no hair, and no teeth, but you are one of the most beautiful things to enter my world" ,Love mama

See what a spoiled brat I am!! I am truly loved. Great kids and a husband who dares to clean those stinky dishes. Who said men aren't useful

Weston's 5th Birthday

We invited the Aunts, Uncles, and Grandma an Grandpas down for some homemade Salmon Chowder and dinner rolls. Grandma Pettett brought some potato and Caesar salad to add to the smorgasbord

Aunt Nerissa made Wes his birthday cake this year. Shes got quite the imagination. Wes loved it and requested the Dinosaurs head when it came time for cake and ice cream.

Go figure that the best toys came from the dollar store. Nothing beats the punching ball balloons. Grandma also made Wes new PJ's. They are quite colorful as you can tell, but that is what he requested. Colorful with footie's.

Alli sat on the side lines while daddy taught Wes and Timmy how to play Tee-ball
Timmy up to bat

Fall in the Works

The boy's Aunts love to bring surprises when they come to see them. With Halloween just around the corner the boys get to enjoy acting out their favorite super hero's due to the great deals found at the Good Will for old costumes. Wes Loves this costume so much that he puts it on and wears it all day long, even sleeps with it. He just doesn't understand why mamma wants him to take it off when its time to leave for church. Timmy does have a really great ninja costume, but his all time favorite is grandmas homemade purple blanket which now serves his imagination as Superman's cape....who says superman can't be colorful
Ohh the joys of fall weather. Not only do the leaves change to an array of beautiful colors on the trees, but they also turn my green grass yellow. That Sunday the boys racked up the leaves and jumped in the huge hill of yellow to celebrate their succes of hard labor. To bad I wasn't there to get some awesome pictures. We ended up with 15 33 gallon bags of leaves and there is still more leaves on our Maple tree taunting us.

Alli talk'n with Daddy

Need Prayer

You know, 3 years ago if you would have asked me what my future looked like, or what I expected it to be, I probably wouldn't have imagined it end up with me being married with two step children and a little girl created from my womb. I never would have guessed that my major role would be a domesticated house wife. But I will tell you that in this present role I have never found a more fulfilling part to play in this game of life. I love my three children that God has given them to me. Whether they have come from my womb or through the marriage to a terrific husband, I am truly blessed. And it seems that when I am in these blissful moments that Satan comes to destroy what matters most to me. James and I are struggling to keep regular visitation with the two boys. His ex wife is making it as difficult as possible with new weekly oppositions that arise on what is said to be best for the children. In these types of battles I need the help of my friends and family. Our most powerful avenue is to unite in prayer. I believe this is more then just a battle between the two households, but a fight against the enemy of Gods children. Wes told me in the car yesterday that his mom no longer takes him to church and he misses it. I know that James and I are not perfect parents, but we try to eencourage the children to have their own personal relationship with God by taking them to Sabbath school and praying with them before they lay their precious heads down to rest at night. I love this family more then I ever imagined I could love. Please unit with me in asking our Father in Heaven to take control of this situation for the children's sake, and to send a miracle that will glorify His name.

Cuddle Time

It's been cold up here in Cheney. Some nights hit below freezing. Even when it's 65 degrees in our home, I still like to cuddle up on the couch with a blanket. But the best source of warmth comes from my daughter Alli.
She's grow'n! We are now out of newborn clothes, and trying to fit into 3 month clothes. A lil'big yet but she'll get there.
Rissa likes to play dress-up with Alli as seen in this picture. I think she was going for "lil Russian Girl". Thanks to James old navy snow hat, she just might pull it off.

More of Ellensberg Camping

This was our breath taking view we woke up to each morning.
After four nights in the woods, this is the happy campers ready to "make like a cow patty an hit the trail" bake home to a hot shower
There is noth'n like fish'n in your shirt an whitey tighties when your in the Mountains
Warm mud in your toes an hands...therapy for the soul
"Hey Mamma, I think the mud is on places of my body I din't even know existed"

Ellensberg Hike

At only 8 weeks old, we were able to keep Alli warm by layering her with fleece...double fleece in this picture thanks to daddy.
The boys don't look so happy in this picture, but I asure you they had a blast. There were 9 of us all together including James's brother in law's sister who brought her 9 month old little boy. Poor guy cuz he was in the teething stage and was cutt'n his 2nd tooth by the 3rd night. I have pictures of Timmy and Wes in their whitey-tighties playing in the mud...they were anything but white. For some reason I can't seem to find'em. I'll post them when I find them

Alli Did so well with these Photo shoots...shes so beautiful

Here We Be

Hello friends and family! So, with all the exsiting family moments I thought it would be really cool to make a blog for us to share some of our highlights in our lil world. Let me know what you think.