Life at the Quinn Home: Hunter

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Hunter

Introduced Katy yesterday, (yesterday being the last time I blogged) :-) time to introduce Hunter.

Hunter has been around even longer than Katy. . .

Hunter is Brenda's boyfriend. At first he was known as Hunter #2, since Brenda's very first boyfriend was named Hunter also. Now he's be here long enough to go from Hunter #2 to "that boy" to just being Hunter.

Hunter is very good to Brenda which is very important to Brenda's mama!!! :-) and he makes her laugh, which is a large part in why I chose Brenda's daddy - he makes me laugh still!!

Somehow is harder to allow your daughter to grow up and fall in love than it is your sons. Would any of you want to have to have a man to man talk with Artie about his little girl and your intentions towards her???? :-)

Here are some of the pictures I've missed posting over the last two years.

This is Brenda and Hunter's Senior Prom. She looked so pretty. He cleaned up well too. All the pictures following Hunter has long hair. He cut it right after graduation, so I will have to put up a new picture of them when I get one.

Christmas at Aunt Carolyn's

Celebrating their 2 year dating anniversary. They remind me a little of me and Artie but a lot more mature than we were at that age...

I took them to the park and took some pictures for them.

At the beach with Hunter's family. They seem to love her as much as he does. His church does too.

Hunter doesn't really care about sports too much, but will pull for Carolina with Brenda.

We love Hunter and they have such a bright future ahead of them. Can't wait to see how God uses them.

Tomorrow I will introduce ETC... :-)

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Welcome to Life at the Quinn Home.

We are a family of nine - daddy, mama, and seven little one (who aren't all little anymore!! - 3 are taller than me!!), one cat - Princess (the cat formally known as Prince) and the newest member of the family - Toby, Brenda's PomChi. We live in a small town in South Carolina.

This blog is for my family ~ that they might know my heart for them during my life and after I'm gone. After my mama's death when I was young, I so wished I had some writings about her life. This is my attempt to leave some for my family, especially my girls...

I found an old post from Elizabeth at Real Learning today and decided to try it for myself.

I am from Count Chocula, Spaghettios and Little Debbies, shopping at malls and eating Chick-Fil-A and Long John Silvers (anywhere in a day's driving distance), grabbing a quick chili cheese a plenty from the Beacon (where my mama and daddy use to date) and listening to Elvis.

I am from bike riding, Girl Scouts, dancing and gymnastics. Reading more and more books, the older I get, the more I love them.

I am from a two story white house trimmed in brown, with a room of my own and a play room beside (one of the benefits of being an only child) with a piano in the living room waiting on me to practice!!

I am from a old fashioned Baptist Church - filled with my family and friends and stained glass windows on the sides.

I am from a little southern town, full of yes mam's and ya'lls. Summers spent toasting my body in the warm Myrtle Beach sun, watching the leaves change in the fall and even every now and then enjoying a little snow (even here in South Carolina!!)

I am from THE USC - a converted gamecock through and through.

I am from the USA, my daddy and grandfathers all serving in different branches of service, with my son blazing straight ahead to follow in their footsteps (against all his mama's better judgement!!).

I am from my nanny and papa's house, the one you had to get to by driving up the road covered in trees. I loved to look at the sunshine peeking through every time I road up the hill, sleeping in my papa's night night shirts and helping my nanny cook chicken pot pies for his lunch (we knew there were green peas hiding there - shhhh!! papa doesn't know) and then later playing nurse to my nanny as she was sick and dying.

I am from my Mimi and Grandy, who moved back home to help take care of me when my mama died.

I am from the Oxendines - the most loving people I have ever known, always good for a laugh and a hug, always make you feel better about yourself than you know you really are.

I am from the Clarys - strong, sturdy, God fearing, always there.

I am from my Carolyn, who always stood by my papa's side - even though she wasn't always appreciated for all she did by everyone - she has all my love and respect.

I am from Daria, who taught me what it looked like to love Jesus on the outside of your life.

I am from my daddy, a hard worker with a big heart.

I am from Artie - we grew up together. Picnics at Miliken, days at Carowinds, nights eating tacos and watching movies, hours upon hours planning our lives together (seems like there was talk of having a baby or two?), :-) lots of smooching in a little white Celica. :-) I am who I am because of him.

But most of all, I am from my mama. My heart and soul. My desire. My example.

Looking back over my life as I write, the coolest thing is seeing everyone who made me who I am - all love Jesus. I have been so blessed with such a godly heritage. God is good!!