Angela (Trey’s sister) and Luke Brownell add to their list of beatuful babies! Her stats:
NAME – Paislee Kate Brownell
BORN – January 1, 2009, 7:31pm
SIZE - 8lbs. 8oz., 19 3/4 “

Mom & Baby are doing great!

Joy Whorton is an amazing photographer. I’d recommend her to anyone. She is responsible for capturing the amazing picture above, and all of our Fall family photos here.

Hope you had a great Thanksgiving holiday. Now enjoy 3 weeks of work before it’s time to do it all over again!

This kid is about as tough as boot leather. He looks like a real rugby player in this picture. His mom was not too happy with me that I had to get the picture before she cleaned him up and gave him a little TLC. But I know a good Kodak moment when I see one.

Starting at middle linebacker for the 2026 Texas Tech Red Raiders, #35: “Boot-Leather Williford”. Gotta go. We’re off to do some drills.

 THIS GUY!

We got home from a Jasper road trip and instead of brushing teeth before bedtime, we pulled ‘em. Jake’s front 2 lower teeth have been pretty loose for a little less than a week. The first one was pretty easy, the second one was more of a challenge. He was motivated by the idea that the tooth fairy gave “2-teeth bonuses” if they are both pulled on the same night. So, after about an hour – the second one came out.

Jake said he looked like a freak with no teeth on the bottom. It was a memorable night for us, to say the least. It’s hard to believe that our little man is already losing teeth. Seems like we just got him home from the hospital and were taking pictures of his first tooth coming in!

That was then:

This is now:

Also, here is a video clip of the first tooth as it was pulled. His facial expressions were great.

Jen and the boys were outside playing in the backyard when I got home from work yesterday. It was one of those perfect weather days. They were all 3 swinging on our new swingset.

They were really swinging high and looked like they were having a blast. As I walked out, I snapped a few pics, and I said, what do you guys think about this new swing?

Jen: I can’t believe this thing’s not breaking.
Jett: I’m so brave, Dad (as he clutched Jen’s arm with a deathgrip!)
Jake: Swingin so high is making my penis feel tickled!

What d’ya do?

These are 2 of my best buds in the world! Putting them down for bedtime is so much fun (most of the time). Usually, whichever of us is putting them down will read from this devotional book (which I highly recommend to any parent), take turns praying, make sure that every conceivable excuse to get up after we leave the room has been checked off of the list (a totally futile task – because they seem to always find a reason to get up at least once), give hugs/kisses and lights out!

So, not too long ago, Jen was praying with Jett. He is 2. He is pretty verbal, and very literal in his use of the English language - but unlike his brother, he can usually make his point without Jake’s typical circumlocution (go ahead and look that word up – and check to see if I used it properly – you know you want to). 

So Jett tells Jen that he wants to pray, and we really have 3 consistent prayers that he is used to hearing and participating in: thanking God for food, asking him to help us sleep good/have good dreams, and praying for healing when we’re sick/hurt.

Jett folds hands, closes one eye, so he doesn’t miss anything, and he’s ready to go.

“Dear Jesus, thank you for mah food…no, not dat one.” (short pause)

“Jesus, please hep mah tummy fee bettuh…not dat one.” (longer pause – frustration is setting in quickly)

“Jesus, please, um. Dear Jesus. Hep mah, um. um. uh.”

Eye opens. Hands unfold. Out of gas spiritually, verbally, and emotionally.

“Mom…mah words…dey are broken!”